My wife and I have spent the last two weekends in a cabin in the middle of nowhere on Seely Lake, Montana.
Alone.
We thought it would be fun to go with friends the next trip. Now someone with no friends may not understand that concept, but it is sometimes fun.
Drink and play games of a night. Sit around the fire and tell lies about the big one that got away. And when you hike with more people there is a better chance for my big slow ass to find someone to out run if a bear charges!
I can outrun Steve. He may be the only guy in Montana that I can outrun. But if emergency rises, his ass is dinner, not mine.