On The Fly: ‘I love my Crocs’
On The Fly
Stepping out of my comfort zone is something that I don’t particularly enjoy doing. Like most outdoorsmen, I’m a creature of habit. One of my habits is being comfortable. Of all the Christmas presents I’ve received over the years, my favorite has been a pair of red Croc clogs that was given to me back in 2004 by my parents. You know Crocs; those ridiculously hideous (according to some) airy-plastic like clogs from Boulder that took the world by storm over a decade ago.
You’ve undoubtedly heard the many jokes that surround these wonderfully effective anti-fatigue wonders. I have a lot of respect for any guy that can walk around in public wearing a pair of Crocs. That’s some serious dedication to staying single. Or how about, Never judge someone until you’ve walked a mile in their shoes. Unless of course their shoes are Crocs. The caveat to this is obviously function over fashion.
Originally designed as a sailing deck shoe, Crocs are not only comfortable but seriously functional. It’s a phenomenal water shoe for when I’m in my boat, which is often. From an outdoorsman’s perspective, they are the ultimate camping shoe. They weigh seemingly next to nothing making them highly packable even on long backcountry excursions. After a long hike in the woods, there are few things that feel as good as taking off your heavy hiking boots and slipping into a pair of cushy Crocs (a cold beer and a good smoke doesn’t hurt either). The same phenomenon applies to wading boots after a day’s fishing when I can finally look forward to slipping into a rejuvenating pair of Crocs.
I work on the floor of a retail fly shop five days a week, where we have hard floors. Often times in our busy summer season, I end up standing on my feet for over 16-18 hours a day. I’ll put in a 12 hour work day, where I then “wash the shop off” afterwards and fish till dark for another few hours or so. I have tried all kinds of shoes and insoles and nothing has compared to my Crocs for keeping my feet fatigue free.
I in fact own dozens of these wonder shoes (in different styles and colors) and have quite literally worn them daily for over a decade now. They’re part of who I am. So much so, it’s almost become my trademark. Sure, my friends give me a non-stop rash of (insert expletive here) for sporting them and yes, I also happen to be single still, but one thing’s for sure, I love my Crocs. So if I happen to be on your Christmas list this year, you should already know what to get me.
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