I love my boots - I spent November/December 2009 and most of January 2010 in New Orleans, so was a little worried when I arrived at the Burlington, Vermont airport. The first thing my ride said was, "Nice boots," and then we drove north (I live 8 miles from Canada border, 12 miles from New York border). They've been spectacular - I had to spend a lot of time in the snow and ice cleaning my car off for the first time in months, and they were superb. Since my parking lot is not salted, just plowed, I will be spending the next couple of months trekking through there on the ice in my boots. They were "right on time" and I could not be happier.