…hired drivers, who in all our expeditions were composed of the scum and scourings of the population- lazy, ignorant scoundrels who have only been attracted to the high rate of pay.
-The Camel, Major Arthur Glyn Leonard
Something must have happened to make Major Leonard lash out so at the drovers. Whatever it was, it likely was not their fault. Saddle sores after a fifteen hour day, a loose stomach after drinking bad well water, sunstroke after forgetting your pith helmet…a good carpenter shouldn’t blame his tools, nor his apprentice carpenters, nor what he had for lunch. Up on a camel’s back, it’s just you and you alone.