Where I grew up we were lucky enough to have a thousand hectares or so of bushland across the street. I was over there most afternoons after school and most weekends. But I think the first pair of BOOTS I got was when I started high school. I think I was probably barefoot most of the time.
One time I stood on a rusty nail (on a plank) in a muddy creek that went most of the way through my foot - nothing a tetanus injection wouldn't fix.
And no, I am not an old bugger like JDNSW :p

