I go to a fairly large gathering (COTS) hosted by the local 1st nations and a couple of environmental groups every fall that requires a long (3+hr), hazardous drive on old logging roads, some of which haven't been "officially" maintained in 40 years (except for tree trimming and digging out some of the higher,and pointier rocks by users)and manages to trash at least one vehicle annually. this year one person lost their front swaybar, bent one tie rod, and snapped the other, fortunately there are enough licenced mechanics and shadetree bush mechanics to make safe, solid repairs.
pre-pandemic there would be 40-50 attendees, during the pandemic numbers rocketed to close to 100, this year I believe the # was 65, a lot of the casual paddlers stayed home, but some of the younger generation have stayed on because they acknowledge that care for the environment and desire for true wilderness adventure appeals to them.
In that way the pandemic was good- the isolation caused many people to break out of their shells and find out there's a whole world out there for them to see and people to meet, but as reality sets in, many are finding the wilderness is hard work, and it requires a lot of preplanning and investment in time, energy, and cash, so the less hardy or dedicated people slowly dwindle away while more dedicated younger ones stay to continue the various improvements and projects, injecting badly needed new blood as the original ones are starting to hit the 60, 70, and even 80 year mark, and need that new blood to maintain the trails, campsites, and portages and continue to fight for the protection of them