The first thing they wanted to do was fit me up with some boots. The process started with Cotwold’s Ben Jones measuring up my feet. I think I was at school when this last happened. He then observed my gait as I walked shoe-less up and down the shop. I felt like Naomi Campbell, only prettier of course. Truthfully, isn’t it strange how stiff and awkward such normally natural movements feel when someone is looking at you. After lots of chit-chat about my preferences (leather rather than fabric, ankle support not too high, two pairs of socks rather than one to prevent blisters) we concluded that Scarpa Ranger GTX boots with Superfeet insoles would be the business. I need two pairs of boots to cover the distance I am walking, but have received a pair of highly regarded Brasher Hillmasters from another kind donor, so I look forward to comparing them.
This it the first of several visits that I will be making to the Cotswold store to select equipment. For me, that’s like letting a child loose in a sweet shop, but I will try not make pig of myself.