I grew up in a tiny little town at the end of the road in Alaska in the 1970s and 1980s. Pretty reliably one or two couples a year would show up in town hoping to set themselves up to "live off the land" in some
cabin somewhere. We were too far north for agriculturally-hopeful homesteading, but in those days it was possible to do subsistence hunting and fishing for a good chunk of calories, grow a modest summer garden of potatoes, and make a little cash in the winter as a fur trapper or in the summer doing small-scale placer gold mining.
So these couples would show up in town in the late summer, build or rent some tiny cabin, and settle in to survive the long cold winter together. The locals would immediately set up a pool for how long it would be until one or the other or both of the newcomers would be leaving on the weekly mailplane. It was
extremely rare for a couple to survive their first winter in Alaska together; and just about unheard of if they were a new couple. It's a hard place, winters are long, and cabin fever is a real thing.
On the other hand, a thing we often saw was for a single man to show up in town, work casual jobs, get some
land, build a cabin, set up a trapline, train a sled dog team, and generally get himself established as a rough tough Alaskan wilderness dude. And then three to five years in, he'd kinda get tired of being single and announce he was gonna go home, spend the winter back where he came from, and visit with his folks who were missing him. He'd never say he was going "outside" (as Alaskans call it) to look for female companionship, but eight times out of ten he'd come back with a big-eyed new romantic partner who was very excited about her new Alaskan adventure. These ladies often did not survive the first winter either, but their odds were much better! And even if the relationship didn't survive the winter, a lot of these ladies discovered that some other
local dude was even more interesting than the one that recruited them. There was one guy who repeated this procedure about every three years for a dozen years until he finally got himself a wife who "stuck" -- but by that point, some of the other bachelors in town were wanting to buy him drinks for bringing so many adventurous women to town.