OK, I’ve said it. It is the first time and maybe the last. If I want to stay in Canada and not follow my wildest dream of selling up and moving to Spain (without Spanish) I have to start enjoying Winter. For the last month my walking paths have been glazed – more like iced – with a middling layer of grey frozen snow. I’ve had trouble walking even with icers on a mild day. It’s made me feel old and feeble. I had to fight back. I sourced “boots with cleats.” I needed to walk and feel strong again. FaceBook sent me ads for a myriad of footwear. I was intrigued by a pair of boots from Sweden – Icebug. They had a store locator on their website with the names of a few outlets in Northern Ontario – go figure. The store in Sudbury didn’t have my size, but the store in Ottawa did. I paid a king’s ransom – $200.00 for a pair.
They arrived. They fit. We had a dump of snow – 12″. I walked to the dentist in my new boots. I loved them. The next day I walked to the Brickworks and back (10kms) in my new boots. They were perfect. I haven’t tried them on thick ice yet and they are a little slippery on tiled floors, but they have given me hope.
Buen Camino.