Fwd: [at-l] the quest for new shoes

[HikingHope@aol.com]

In a message dated 10/20/1999 7:06:59 PM Mountain Daylight Time, HikingHope 
writes:

<< In a message dated 10/20/1999 10:07:54 AM Mountain Daylight Time, 
tmcginnis@ucclan.state.in.us writes:
 
 << I started my backpacking in my Mom's off-sized cheesey waffle-stompers 
       back when Ford was a President, not a Taurus. I found them OK until I 
       put a pack on, and then, walking some of the ridge trails in central 
       Connecticut, where the trailway is frighteningly similar to the 
       rocky/nasty Lehigh Gap, I found the meaning of true pain: those 
       puppies let my dogs feel every sharp edge of even the smallest shard.  
>>
 
 
 Brings back memories.  My first pair of "hiking shoes" came from The Happy 
Hiker in Gatlinburg during the summer of 1973.  (It was in the hands of its 
original owner in a different location--just a hole in the wall in comparison 
to today's store.)
 
 These "hiking shoes" had real Vibram soles, were cut beneath the ankle, and 
were (NO KIDDING) red, white, and blue!  They had no women's boots that fit 
me, and these were for MEN.  They never fit well.
 
 In the spring of 1974 I got my first really great pair of boots, navy blue 
Pivettas.
 
 Kinnickinic >>

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• To: tmcginnis@ucclan.state.in.us, at-l@backcountry.com
• Subject: Re: [at-l] the quest for new shoes
• From: HikingHope@aol.com
• Date: Wed, 20 Oct 1999 21:06:59 EDT
• Full-name: HikingHope

In a message dated 10/20/1999 10:07:54 AM Mountain Daylight Time, 
tmcginnis@ucclan.state.in.us writes:

<< I started my backpacking in my Mom's off-sized cheesey waffle-stompers 
      back when Ford was a President, not a Taurus. I found them OK until I 
      put a pack on, and then, walking some of the ridge trails in central 
      Connecticut, where the trailway is frighteningly similar to the 
      rocky/nasty Lehigh Gap, I found the meaning of true pain: those 
      puppies let my dogs feel every sharp edge of even the smallest shard.  
>>


Brings back memories.  My first pair of "hiking shoes" came from The Happy 
Hiker in Gatlinburg during the summer of 1973.  (It was in the hands of its 
original owner in a different location--just a hole in the wall in comparison 
to today's store.)

These "hiking shoes" had real Vibram soles, were cut beneath the ankle, and 
were (NO KIDDING) red, white, and blue!  They had no women's boots that fit 
me, and these were for MEN.  They never fit well.

In the spring of 1974 I got my first really great pair of boots, navy blue 
Pivettas.

Kinnickinic

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