It starts in Tuscany during the day, then, and crosses over in Emilia at night. Exactly as it should have done, in the middle of the Risorgimento,
the character from which the route takes its name, and who must have been very familiar with the journey:
the brigand Stefano Pelloni, known as the Passatore. Today, in the twenty-first century, we do the “one hundred kilometers of the Passatore”
for fun, and we are fascinated by the idea that the same roads have been traveled
centuries ago as dark brigands So, perhaps, we can feel like real brigands struggling with the struggle for survival
as we trudge up the smuggler’s path.
With one difference:
everyone is good to buy a T-shirt, not to run for a hundred kilometers.