And the hits just keep on coming
So, today we drove to the Intervale mother ship to inquire about what could be done with my wife's Ultralights. After eight years of fairly constant use for dog walking, the soles started to separate at the very tips of the toes. Ultralights are the exception among Limmer boots, in that a Norwegian welt is not used on them but instead the sort of glued-on sole construction that has become de rigeur among most other manufacturers of hiking boots. (BTW, we found out today that the Ultralight design has been abandoned, with a hint that it was for just this reason, i.e., the delamination.)
The response was yes, the boots could be fixed, probably while we went on to Pinkham for lunch. I didn't ask about the cost, and my wife is the sort who happily pays sticker price on a car rather than dicker, if she can get away with it without me knowing. As we prepared to leave, I brought up an idea that I had floated on the way up -- maybe a pair of Light-Weights would be something to consider? They would be in between the Ultralights and her very stiff, very well-made Pivetta 5s, which she acquired long ago but rarely uses these days. She agreed to give the Light-Weights a go in the shop.
I knew the boots had been sold when I saw them on her feet and saw her reaction. Should we pay to have him fix the Ultralights as well? "Oh, I'm not going to charge you anything for fixing those."
I worked in outdoor gear retail for several years. I know from defective and worn. These boots were
worn.
There was some more fit testing of the Light-Weights, followed by a recommendation to try the next larger size. The big toe on one foot was making contact with the front end when the foot was shoved against the front, as in going downhill. But alas, the next size was not to be had today. It would be available in a week or so, and she would be called when it arrived. I bought replacement laces for my Standards and some boot grease and we left for Pinkham.
After lunch, we found the Ultralights ready and waiting on the shop counter. Drove home, and the phone rang. A pair of Light-Weights in the desired size had just been located, having been placed among the Standards in error. I made a very quick calculation, followed by a (probably foolish) statement that I could make it back to the shop before closing. I was advised to call as I approached -- the closing could be delayed somewhat if I were near.
Arrived two minutes after the scheduled closing, to find another customer being fitted for a to-be-envied pair of Limmer Walking Shoes. Another couple minutes and I was out the door with the Light-Weights.
Oh, and the occasion for acquiring the Pivetttas? A Bighorn Mountains honeymoon trip that started on this date, thirty-four years ago today.