Boots feel strange. [ Meriadoc says primly. He has worn boots before, there are not a few hobbits in Buckland that prefer to do so, but he's never muched liked it. ] But I suppose they have their uses.

Snow is not so bad until it starts to get lost in the fuzzy warm hair on top, and mountains can be a bit pointy, but they aren't all that much worse than stomping over prickly twigs or tree-roots. Both can be a little much. I'd not like to try crossing Caradhras again. [ Merry shudders. No, that he will have to pass. Nothing pleasant, there. ]