Japanese koma-geta; cedar, leather

The young monk Hanzi To at last reached the mountain peak, his feet cracked and bloody from the grueling trek up 10,000 stone stairs. He crawled to the sensei on hands and knees and prostrated himself, ready to receive the master’s wisdom. “You wore the sandals? Who told you you had to wear the sandals? There are boots you can… I really need to talk to the guys down there.”