What's the old saying, -It's the indian, not the arrow?
Reminds me of when I took my CJ-7 up and over the old road north of Santo Thomas on the Pacific Coast of Baja way back when. I took it in 4-low, creaping over and around the ruts and washouts to get up and over to the coast on the other side and had the entire area to myself for the rest of the day.
When my dog and I crawled out of the tent the next day, I look over to the other side of the cove and there was a Winnebago parked there! I walked over with my coffee and asked the guy if there was another road in and he said no, he just goes slow and picks his line carefully...