Backpacking, Walk of the Hawk, Eight  Months On the Road
Bus Through South America
By David Rice  
Walk of the
Hawk
Page Thirty
Seven
Walk of the Hawk

Buenos Aires hugs the bank of the Rio de la Plata at the
western edge of the Atlantic and on the border of
Uruguay.

I headed into Uruguay via a ferry to Colonia, crossing
the huge river estuary, perhaps thirty miles across. I
should have bought my ticket earlier because the ticket
agency was a mad house of people clamoring for
tickets but I finally boarded for the three-hour trip.

Colonia del Sacramento is a small town on the river's
Uruguay side and a quaint and beautiful colonial town at
that. I went over there to see this town after reading
about it and I booked onto the Hotel Colonial.

There I met an 80-year old guy who was in his 20th year
of walking around the world. He was doing it in legs of
many months of travel and then a return home to Texas.

He was impressive, especially his condition; he looked
no more than 60 years old and he carried an 80-pound
pack. He lugged a ten-pound staff as a protective
weapon that he claimed that more than once he had to
use it. For an eighty year old he was remarkably spry
and robust. He had the look of a man half his age.

"Walk of the Hawk" he called himself and he was an
inspiration to backpack travelers. And of course, he tells
it all on his website, "Walk of the Hawk."
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