The Hero’s Way, Walking With Garibaldi From Rome To Ravenna
Tim Parks, 2021
Many people don’t realize that the country of Italy is a fairly recent development. Prior to 1860 What now comprises the country of Italy was a conglomeration of what was called the Papal States, which stretched to Bologna and east to Ancona on the Adriatic, the Bourbon Kingdom of Naples, Sicily, Piedmont in the north, numerous city states and the northern most regions ruled by the Hapsburg Austrian Hungry empire. In 1848 there was change in the air. A Roman Republic was declared that encompassed the former Papal States and the Pope was expelled from Rome. The Pope pleads to France, the Kingdom of Naples and the Hapsburgs to help reinstate him in his former position. In Rome the new president of the Roman Republic, Giuseppe Mazzini, enlists the help of a recently returned to Italy, South American revolutionary, Guiseppe Garibaldi, and his rag tag recently recruited army of 4000 troops and 800 cavalries to defend the city. For 4 months Garibaldi’s army, stationed on Janiculum hill, on the west bank of the Tiber, fight a desperate battle to repel 30,000 French troops. At the end of June, the situation reaches a desperate stage, and it becomes clear if Garibaldi’s army is to survive it must escape the city and move to the countryside. Garibaldi leaves the city on July 3, 1849, with the goal of crossing the Italian peninsula and of reinforcing the defense of Venice which is under attack by Austrian forces. This book is the story of Garibaldi’s month-long journey across Italy while under constant threat and pursuit by three armies.
How to tell this story? Tim Parks and his wife decide to follow, on foot, the same path Garibaldi took 170 years ago, to discover the hardships Garibaldi and his army faced during the same sweltering month of July and to discover something of the character of this charismatic figure who played such a pivotal role in the creation of modern Italy. Fortunately, there exists a detailed 500-page daily journal kept by one of his top commanders, a Swiss general Hofstadter. As it turns out this is an extremely arduous path as Tim Parks and his wife will find out and describe, first, because most of the peninsula’s interior is bisected by a rocky and rugged mountain range, the Apennines. Secondly, Garibaldi could not follow the more gently sloped river valleys because of the possibility of attack by pursuing hostile forces and had to mostly confine his path to the mountains and to bivouac in more easily defended ancient hilltop towns. Thirdly, Garibaldi could not follow a straight path because he was constantly trying to confuse his pursuers. He would tell villagers he was going in a certain direction, leave town in that direction and then make a diversion or double back in a different direction and simultaneously he would send out cavalry in multiple directions to further confuse. A 250-mile trek across Italy is instead turned into an almost 400-mile trek. This is an arduous trip for two people who have the luxury of staying at Inns and Band Bs, eating at tavernes and ristorante. Garibaldi had an army of 4800 men and 800 horses to provision and keep motivated. He had to live off the land and the rural population who luckily for him were mostly sympathetic to his cause. He was accompanied by his wife Anita who was 6 months pregnant. He had no money to pay his troops, the only incentive he had was to instill in his troops, the cause, to be a party in the pursuit of Italian independence and freedom.
This is a travel book about a part of Italy that most Tourists will never see. They might stop in some of the famous hilltop towns such as Orvieto, Arezzo, Montepulciano or San Marino but never in the small, forgotten and ancient hilltop towns such as Ficule, Foiano Della Chianna or Citerna, to name a few. Many of these are dying towns, the young people having left for opportunity elsewhere, the only remaining residents, the elderly. But these towns do remember Garibaldi. Almost each one has a Via de Garibaldi, signs such as Garibaldi slept here, Garibaldi ate here or heroic statues in the town squares with Garibaldi boldly strutting forth on his steed. What engenders this type of hero worship maybe akin to George Washington in this country? I believe Parks in his journey has come across some of the reasons. There is the romantic, dashing image of Garibaldi with his yellow South American poncho, the quail feather in his black cap and red sash, his troops with their red shirts and yellow sashes. There is the sheer unrelenting tenacity of the man to follow his vision undeterred by the most daunting obstacles and hardships. There is the ability of the man to instill such loyalty, dedication and admiration, to follow him regardless of danger or hardship, not only among his staff and troops but across the populous both rural and urban. I guess in Garibaldi there is a timeless example of what is required to upend an entrenched status quo, then and now. The Pope and the Vatican had quite a sweet deal in being able to access the wealth of a large part of the Italian countryside and cities. The Bourbon Kings and the Aristocracy in Naples and Sicily, the Austrian supported Grand Dukes of Florence and Milan all were protecting entrenched wealth and power and were willing to fight and kill for it. They saw Garibaldi as an existential threat and were willing to go to extreme lengths to eliminate him.
Garibaldi did not give up. Even after his disastrous retreat across Italy in 1849, after ten years of exile on the Sardinian Isle of Catra, he recruited a new plebian army, fought with King Victor Emanuel of Piedmont to defeat the Austrian Army in northern Italy, then took a small 1000-man army to Sicily, defeated the Bourbon army there and freed the population from their aristocratic domination. Together he with Cavour, the foreign minister of Piedmont, in 1861, reached an agreement to add Piedmont to the country of Italy and create a constitutional monarchy with Victor Emmanuel as titular leader. The question arises: would the Italy of today have been possible without Garibaldi? Possibly not.
In a sense this book is an ode to slow travel. When one travels on the autostrada or the Frecciarossa, fast train, the Italian countryside one experiences is a blur. When one travels by foot across the same terrain, despite the discomforts, one experiences the earth, the vistas, the smells, the people, the feeling of being in a unique place. As the author relates about his experience: “For the garibaldini it had been a month of disappointments, a dream defeated, a terrible reckoning; for us we both agreed, despite the discomforts and fatigue, the most exhilarating time of our seven years together. But we could not have experienced this without them. Our happiness drew nourishment from their struggles. Behind both adventures albeit in quite different measures, lay the thrill of freedom. There is no suggestion in the comments of the survivors that they regretted their choices. They had been themselves, fearlessly. We discovered new selves, following them.”
If you love travel, if you love the country of Italy, go for it, go back to Italy. JACK