A sporting life in Africa
Our cowhands on the ranch are unable to read or write, having been herders since they were boys in Kenya’s tribal northern ranges rather than attending school. Yet they possess skills of interpreting nature of which I am blind — as desert survivors, as stockmen, as predictors of rain and, most of all, as trackers.
I can track as well as I can do a lot of things — that is, with rudimentary skill compared
