Living in Chippewa Boots is as much about a way of life as it is about the best outdoor footwear in the country. And for the first time, I can honestly say this month’s blog is less about the boots and more about those individuals who make the lifestyle possible.
Obviously the very talented designers and craftsmen at Chippewa are the ones who put the handcrafted boots in our hands and on our feet, but the brand is so much more. It embodies a lifestyle that is completely dependant on people like you and me – those who choose to live, work, and play in the Great Outdoors.
As Americans we are blessed with a great many freedoms, and even though outdoor pursuits are only a part of who we are, if you’re like me, it’s an indispensable part. So, it’s fitting that we just celebrated a national holiday honoring the brave men and women who died in our nation’s service – the very heroes who protect this way of life.
As many others were, I was fortunate to celebrate the Memorial Day weekend surrounded by friends and family. In a scene familiar to millions of Americans across the country, we set out on a classic campout replete with bobbers floating on a farm pond, hotdogs roasting over an open fire, and smores (inhaled almost as fast as they were slapped together).
But, never losing sight of the holiday’s true meaning, I explained to my boys the importance of remembering and honoring those who served and sacrificed for all of us. I wanted them to know that we were lucky to be together – hiking, fishing, exploring, and sleeping under the stars.
My oldest, Will, and his “Best Buddy” Hank honed their woodsman skills hammering tent stacks, collecting kindling for the fire, and cooking their own dogs. My nieces Emmy and Courtney proved themselves more than capable behind the reel. And my youngest, Ben, who marveled at every big beautiful bluegill that was pulled out of the water, always seemed to find the perfect worm.
Loaded up and on the road home, I couldn’t help but be thankful for the two dirty little guys conked out in the back seat and my beautiful not-so-outdoorsy wife who put up with a weekend of sweat, sunscreen, and insect repellent just to make some outdoor memories. But, I was especially thankful for those souls I will never know who make all of our weekends possible.
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