What is the beginning of tramping? Digging thru garbage? Smelly rooms with liquor store signs haunting the windows all night? What lines enclose or remove tramphood? Is it a figure of speech to one’s own condition, used to describe other than yourself? Is it a state of mind or body? Is it a style of walking? Does the idea of it hit you suddenly at a particular age?
(Wojnarowicz/Fire)
Tramping is to walking what poetry is to prose. It is walking, if you like, in an intenser air. Breasting a hill on boisterous days; the fun of being swept off one’s feet and being hurled forward over open moor… the beauty of easy rhythmical movement, mile after mile… the sudden sight and smell of the sea… tramping is an active delight, and every man who tramps will find his own crock of gold.
(Alfred Brown)
THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT 
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