Sometimes I’m not sure if I get on some sort of unconscious jag that makes me seek out groupings of things or if I just happen to be moving across a sticky thread of the universal web that keeps putting them in my path.

What am I talking about?

Boots.

Are you superstitious? Do you think things happen in threes? Well, over the last 3 months I’ve had 3 big boots come into my life.

First there was a visit to the Haines’ Shoe House which is decidedly boot-like and all sorts of awesome.

Then on a pitstop at LL Bean in Freeport, Maine I saw the giant Bean boot.

Boot number three came rather serendipitously to complete the trifecta of footwear.

A few weekends ago I rode past the ruins of a place once called Fairy Tale Forest in Oak Ridge, New Jersey. Behind the fence of what is now a self-storage facility there was a giant boot-house was being refurbished.

You can go a whole lifetime without seeing any giant boots. Then whammo! they’re everywhere.

What does it all mean?