It might not seem too Hobo-like at first consideration, but I have found rock climbing to be an ideal hobo activity. I can’t think of a better way to really appreciate the places where one travels. You get outside, often to the most picturesque spots, cast your cares aside and throw yourself into a demanding physical venture. You work up a good appetite and fully appreciate any meal you are lucky enough to find. And sometimes scare the pants off yourself too (I do climb protected – but we all know that protection is no cure for the jitters!) So my thought is: a climbing hobo is a happy hobo.