These Chucks were gifted to me about 5 years ago. They didn't fit the person that bought them - he or she (I seem to remember it was a he, but dang if I remember who) was kind enough to send them to me instead of return them. I've worn them to death since, including at Burning Man. It's tempting to keep them for Burning Man next year. However, at this point I've blown out the heel and there's a hole starting, so it's time for them to go to the great shoe store in the sky.
Bye, Chucks! I sure enjoyed you.