Second only to my shovel, I count my big rainboots as my most essential yard work possession. Ever since I got them as a gift in 2010, they've kept my feet dry as I've tromped through muddy backyard gardens, turned compost piles, and cleared some seriously weedy rows of peppers on a local farm. (They made a cameo appearance on our article about digging a garden patch using only a shovel.)
Constant use has taken its toll on the natural rubber, though, so it was time to put into practice one of my favorite Depression-era maxims on frugality: "Use it up, wear it out, make it do, or do without."
Let's take a look at how I patched up my leaky wellies.
Yep, you can buy waterproof pouches and "drybags" at your local outdoor retailer. They're made of super lightweight, fancy-pants fabrics that really do keep your stuff dry. And they're super expensive.
These DIY pouches can help protect smaller items for long term storage. Use your scrim-reinforced vinyl options to stash your high value items for a kayak or rafting trip temporarily, and make your own little custom pouches to keep the goods inside, and the moisture out.
I make routine visits to the hardware store. At least weekly, usually more. I'm at the craft store multiple times a month, and a regular at the fabric shop, art supply emporium, and every thrift store on the high street (Which, in my city, is actually called High St.)
Doing what? Well, finding supplies to make stuff, of course. I'm constantly sourcing materials to cut out, slice up, reconfigure, then glue or sew back together to make something else entirely.
John Austin, on the other hand, takes a different approach, and heads straight to the office supply store.
I have a bit of a conundrum: I'm really uncomfortable with guns. I only shot one once, when I was 23, at a friend's farm. With all the proper safety precautions, he taught me a bit about shooting clay pigeons, launched one into the air, and I actually hit it.
And that was enough. I never want to shoot, or even touch, a gun again.
And yet, I love to throw, fling, and launch stuff at my friends. Weird, huh?