THE FUSE

We’re in a sylvan landscape, barely a few weeks after the winter snows have melted, complete with carefree chipmunks and gambolling baby racoons, with scattered stands of quaking aspen making white vertical slashes in against the green hillside. It’s the kind of accessible paradise that lures America’s sizeable community of off-road enthusiasts into nature, swapping suburbia for a bucolic weekend reset getting back to the earth.