There is a book out there which I have yet to read, called
The Way of the Hermit by Ken Smith.
The story sounds remarkable -- it is the author's memoirs.
After being beaten up and left for dead -- requiring many surgeries and much rehab to recover --
and then losing a parent,
Mr. Smith sought solace in nature. He wandered for several years.
Then he found a place in the Scottish Highlands
where he has lived for the better part of forty years, all alone,
in a log cabin he built himself,
living on fish from a nearby loch.
A film has been made about him as well.
Although his health is failing, he insists on staying there.
Must get my hands on that book.