I did extensive research in the archives of

http://www.defensetech.org/

and could not find the manufacturer, perhaps the expiration of my clearances has something to do with it.

I do have one regret. Having mentioned that we still ride donkeys in this neck of the woods you apparently generalize that we all remain barefoot.

That my friend only applies to the pregnant. And I am sextagonally impervious to that.

JK

As for the shoes, you want something on your feet, because the oysterbed is littered with razor-sharp oyster shells. Normally you wouldn’t want to wear your best Bruno Magli wingtips for this, so I recommend shoes that you don’t mind submerging in salt water.

Well. Couple usually means two, so first things first. You mention “first things first… submersible shoes.”

I should have done this in “Word” so I could appropriately italicize “submersible shoes?”

In the Ozarks we have no titanium sheathed shoes with an outer “blowable” containment field. I quite understand I’d have to trek to Massachusetts but in the offchance I would make such a trek-would a pair of Hi-Top Converses do? The ones with the red circles?

I have scooped a few hundred oysters from their shells and chewed them, swallowed, and (here again I wish I’d taken the opportunity to italicize) enjoyed the heck out of my ingestation. I particularly enjoyed the non-injunction my Veteran’s Administration physicians didn’t injunct me with as far as including my cholesterol medications in my saddle-bags. (Yes, we still ride donkeys where I’m from.) Mine is named after my Dad’s favorite, “Rocinante.”

Anyway, my one question is: I’ve eaten oysters in Thailand, in New Zealand, Australia, and Louisiana but I have never before been advised to have “submersible shoes.” Heck, I’ve even eaten mussels out of Southfork, in the middle of the doggone continental US!

Why is it that with “Wellfleet oysters” one is required to have submersible shoes? Oh, I suppose a further question: should the submersible shoes be outfitted with launch-tubes?

JK