Anyone who has followed me on Facebook knows that DH and I are downsizing and getting ready for his retirement. To do so, we’ve purchased property in Tennessee and three years ago, I started working on our tiny house. Okay, to be technical, it’s actually two tiny houses connected by a covered deck, but let’s not split hairs. Y’all do realize the sheer volume of books I own, right? (This is not what they look like now, but I don't have any "after" images loaded on this computer.)
Anyway, the tiny house living is not a new phenomenon. Neither is living for months at a time in an Airstream or some other travel trailer. The first ones to live out of a “camper” were the pioneers traveling overland to the West Coast. And, after that, there were the sheep herders who lived for the summer months in a sheep herder’s wagon.
Sheep were introduced in the late 1860s to Wyoming. That didn’t sit well with the cattle ranchers but that war is another blog post entirely. During the summer months, the sheep herder would pull his wagon to the pastures and live out of this little canvas covered home on wheels. They offered all the amenities: a bed, a roof over one’s head, a place to cook, and heat for those nights when it got cold.
Long before Winnebago, Fleetwood, or Airstream campers, there were these little gems. For the summer months in the high country in Wyoming, I think I could tolerate living in one of these. For more information on sheep herder wagons, check out these YouTube links.