FML.
In the pursuit of useful things to enhance my experiences, I was in the market for some boots and gun cleaning stuff.
While I've settled on the choice of items, I like to have "in hand" before buying. In the case of boots, I like to try 'em on.
I looked everywhere local within a thirty-forty minute drive. Nada.
Finally deciding to take a roadtrip to Cabella's. Surely, they have the boots and stuff.
Nope.
One pair of boots in a size that isn't me and only D-widths in sizes that are me.
Bore brushes and the other cleaning gear I'm looking for? I figured C's has to have an adequate selection, right?
Wrong.
Hello, online shopping.
My wife thinks I suffer from some condition that compels me to be different, to the extent that my choices are outside the norm of people's general affects. I call BS. I just want what appears to be a better product than the crap that most sheeple are satisfied with purchasing/using.
If you have a ten dollar head, wear a ten dollar helmet. My feet and my newest firearm purchase are well worth spending hundreds on to protect them. Apparently, the consumer market couldn't care less.
All is not lost. I did go home with a Pelican 1750. Not this journey's purpose, but...
All I really wanted was a pair of boots.