Take 14 dudes, put them on dirt bikes, give them some of the most remote, scenic riding available in the US and this is what happens. It's Wilderness Collective 001.

Gawker calls this stuff "artisinal manliness." When do you think the last time one of their editors got further out there than a picnic in Prospect Park? You know, before it got dark and the poors started showing up.

Yeah, the drinks are good and the food better. But what I see is a bunch of guys hustling dirt bikes down trails, then sleeping on the ground. Sounds like a good weekend to me.