So in honor of mud season and seeing as I’m coming up on my 7th anniversary in the oil field I figured it was time for a new pair of boots. With great sadness and despair I say goodbye to my old faithful warriors. They have been my faithful companions for may an adventure. But the time has come to part ways. The tread is gone. The soles are worn out. The water gets in. Goodbye old friends.
The new pair comes in a shiny new box that takes ups a lot of space but is such a good box that I can’t throw it out. What came in the box is even more exciting! Look at the tread on these bad boys! They are far too clean but we will fix that shortly! You can always tell a new hand by how clean they are.
They have survived their baptism by mud and look better for it. The best part is that now when I step out into a mud puddle my feet don’t get wet!
