Today I had to make a very difficult decision. With a weekend of fishing on the horizon, could my pair of Simms Guide Boots make it through another session of cold weather and long miles. For three years these boots have been my faithful companions on many memorable, and not so memorable fishing excursions. They saw me down the my first decent of the treacherous North Gate Canyon, they witnessed my very first sea-run Steelhead to hand, they were on my feet when I proposed to my amazing girlfriend, and countless other memories I need not bore you with. But like any good piece of fishing gear, there does come a time when you have to just say goodbye. So to my faithful Simms Guide Boots, I say thank you for three wonderful years, hundreds of days on the water, a enough memories to last a lifetime!