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A3246 -11 MSRP CA$ 99.00


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267 mm 10.5 in

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Excellent traction, 100% waterproof, this overshoe is made of natural rubber and is fleece lined. You will certainly appreciate its full bellows tongue, which imparts a wide opening and offers great waterproof qualities. This overshoe has an anticorrosive front zip and a nylon backside protective band for easy on/off.

  • Waterproof natural rubber
  • Insulating fleece lining
  • Full bellows tongue
  • Nylon backside protective band easier to slip on
  • Improved anticorrosive zipper
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February 2013 I was stranded over night in Northern Saskatchewan on a remote gravel road after my vehicle went into the ditch. Temperature was around -33 C. The vehicle quit running and my watch froze. I made a fire and fed it all night long. I was only wearing ordinary oxford shoes and a pair of Acton Bradford overshoes. I kept my feet virtually inches from the flames. The rubber was hardly affected and my feet were warm. With my pants over the Bradfords I plowed through knee deep snow without any coming in my shoes. I'll never buy winter boots again.
Acton overshoes are great!!

Fr. Mark Blom OMI

The Article published in Catholic Missions in Canada Magazine

A long cold night...............

I took a short cut home from a workshop presentation I recently gave in Thompson Manitoba. By using a gravel road I could save driving 250 KM. That would allow me to reach one of my parishes by 1:00 AM and get some sleep and head out to the other parish three hours north of La Ronge in the morning.

The short cut I used is called by locals the “fifty mile cut across” and is basically that. It goes through the Canadian boreal forest from the Hanson Lake Road, highway 106 west to Highway 2 into La Ronge. In many places the road is very straight for long stretches. And in winter this is a subtle danger as it tempts drivers to go faster. Well on Saturday night after the workshop and eager to get home and to sleep I was going quicker than I should have. I reached for something with my right arm and caused the left hand to slightly turn the steering wheel so that the wheels entered the soft snow on the shoulder of the road. I gracefully plowed through about sixty feet of pure virgin snow bank. Having come to a soft stop with the windshield covered in snow I immediately turned off the motor. After cleaning the snow so that the radiator fans, alternator and power steering belts could freely turn I started the engine and let the car run while I spent about forty five minutes shoveling around the wheels and suspension. Exhausted from shoveling I tried to rock the vehicle back and forth but ended up overheating the engine and killing the battery.

Did I mention that It was midnight and -33°? There was no cellular service and without power my truckers’ radio was useless.

Yes, now what.... I had been very aware that I might have to spend some time out there since people in their right mind do not travel on the “cut across” at night in winter. I had plenty of fuel and had been thinking that I could stay in the vehicle with the motor on all night. But with a dead battery that was out of the question. I knew what I had to do next.

after wading through the foot and a half deep snow I reached the tree line with my shovel. I scraped down to the ground and began to gather the brittle dead branches that are found on the trunks of all pine trees. With the windproof waterproof camping matches that I always keep in the glove compartment lit I watched the bunch of sticks until they were a steady flame. The bottom branches on Jack Pine trees are nearly always dead and easy to break off from the trunk and further break into smaller pieces. Soon I had a brave little fire going. I sat on an empty dairy crate I used to keep all my trunk things in and kept feeding the fire.

My one serious concern was wolves. In the boreal forest wolves are plentiful and make their living by eating anything from mice to moose and I wasn’t going to make it easy for them by walking forty kilometers down the open road to highway 2.

Was I scared? Not really. I did pray asking God to send someone down the road so that I could catch a ride to La Ronge. But I knew It was simply a matter of time. What I was really afraid of was if I had damaged the vehicle since we had just rebuilt the transmission the week before.

Every twenty minutes I would go and gather more branches and deadfall. By doing this my upper body stayed warm. By sitting close to the fire my feet and legs stayed warm. But my nose told me that it was severely cold. It felt the coldest between three and five AM. The sky was crystal clear and the stars were brilliant. A half moon gave light after about two AM. The two most important things I had with me were my little flashlight and matches.

The first vehicle to come down the road was about 8:30 in the morning, I think it was that time because my digital watch stopped working in the cold. Unfortunately that vehicle was going the wrong direction. But the travellers promised to warn any vehicles travelling my way to pick me up. I asked if they had anything to eat and they gave me a banana. About an hour later a pickup truck came by and stopped and they gave me a ride to the church. I arrived just after the scripture readings for the Lay Presided Sunday liturgy. After the service I spoke for a few minutes astounding everyone that I had been outside all night long in the bush. Generous men from the parish went out with their trucks, trailers and bobcats to recover my vehicle while others provided a hearty hot lunch and then I showered the smoke off at home and slept off and on till the next day at noon.

Thanks be to God the vehicle only needed antifreeze and a boost.

Peace, Mark Blom omi

February 7, 2013

Mark Blom

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