It is a sad day when I have to say goodbye to a pair of walking boots, and that day came a step closer today with the purchase of a new pair of replacement boots.
My present boots are reaching the end of their life, one of the lace loops has broken on one of them and one of them has a squeak, although to be honest it has had that squeak for a while now.
The soles are just about intact, but getting pretty thin, this became particularly obvious when I put on the new pair and found myself walking taller, or was that just my imagination.
These boots have had a good life. I am not sure how long ago I bought them, although knowing me I probably still have the receipt for them tucked away somewhere. It must be over two years ago now because they have accompanied me along the South Downs Way twice now.
They hold the memories of many days of walking, not just the South Downs Way but some of the North Downs Way, the Capital Ring and many other walks. And not just walking, they are my footwear of choice for just going out, whether to the shops or the record office. They have been to work with me on a few occasions and even accompanied me to Who Do You Think You Are? Live.
I am not quite ready to dispose of them yet, the new pair needs a bit of time to be broken in, so I probably have a few more weeks use of the old pair before I finally wave goodbye to them.