Part of the sheepherder's mystique is having opted to be an outsider. It's a first century job with nineteenth-century amenities - a traditional wagon with rounded top and a ship-tight interior, a saddle horse, and stock dog to get the work done. But to have chosen a life of solitude is seen as a sign of failure. In most cases they've abandoned the world for less saintly reasons than spiritual transformation. More often, it's a social defect that's kept these men at bay - women troubles, alcohol, low self-esteem. Others prefer the company of animals. But in the process of keeping their distance they may learn what makes the natural world tick and how to stay sane.
G. Ehrlich, The solace of open spaces (1985), 29
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