Not sure what motivated me to take a picture of this mescalero's huarache during the community meeting at Acateyahualco earlier this year (see Mescal Re-Visited). Such noble footwear. And I reflect on the miles and miles that this sandal has walked through the dry forests of Guerrero, and the barrels of mescal that it has been involved with, and the daily hardships (and pleasures) that it endures. The huarache says it all.