It all started last weekend when I got
blisters after our hike. I've never had hiking blisters before - my
boots (brand: Scarpa) are so incredibly comfortable, blisters have never
dared raise their ugly heads. So, it must have been my socks, which
upon closer examination were very threadbare and bobbly. It was then
that I realised that I've had them for quite a long time ... in fact, I
think that my mother purchased them for Year 7 camp ... in
1993. That's 18 years ago. A ridiculously long time to keep a pair of
socks. Those socks (I have 3-4 pairs of the same vintage) have seen me
through school camps, my GAP year in the UK, hundreds of hours of horse
riding, many cold (heater-not-working) nights in China and now, nearly
two summers of hiking in the Canadian Rockies. So, it's time for some new ones - tonight,
I'm heading to Mountain Equipment Coop to stock up on new hiking socks.
However, I'm not sure I can bear to throw the old ones out - I may just
keep the red and blue pairs (my favourites) for those cold Canadian
nights.
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