Trip down Memory Lane.

On this dark rainy mid-week day, when recycling bins are having a proper race down the street, what else is better than sorting through that one drawer we all have. That one drawer that collects all the old stuff we don't use anymore.

Low and behold, I found some of my old watches!!

It brought back a bit of nostalgia looking at these pieces. Two of them Roots. That's your quintessential Canadian adventure lifestyle store. The third, a Timex Expedition that's been used and abused. If memory serves, this one followed an Atlantis on which I managed to break off the bezel.

The first piece is my very first analog watch. It's the one I learned reading a three hander on. It's ani-digi configuration made it easier of course. Prior to this, my go tos had always been digital Timexes.

Let me make myself feel old for a minute and tell you that the 20 year warranty is long over. I'm having a hard time finding the production year of this piece. If memory serves, I was in my very early teens when I received it. My mom gave it to me for some special occasion (birthday or Christmas). I believe it came in the mail as a bonus points purchase from a Canadian store called The Hudson's Bay. My fellow Canucks will know what store I'm on about.

Number two is more of a novelty. It's keychain/watch/clip combination. Again given to me by my parents. They knew I was into watches and figured "any watch is a watch. Have at it!" I never really wore it. It's small. As in the size of a quarter small and that includes the case. The protective peels are still on front and back. I can't figure out how to change the battery. I don't want to break it and I don't want to pry it open. It will remain as is for now.

And last but not least. My very trusty, at the time, Timex Expedition! This was my step up from the Ironmans I strictly wore. By that time the Ironmans had moved on from their OG designs. Indiglo was now a thing. The Atlantis hadn't kept up. And here I was. In need of a solid beater. Don't hold your breath. It's not a pretty sight.

They're a bit dirty, dusty and the batteries are dead. That's an easy enough fix. Maybe in time they will live again.

Please share below your stories. Your nostalgia inducing pieces. Your first watch stories.

These three so far are as far back as I can go. Maybe someday I will find my missing Ironmans. I won't be putting money on it though! You'll just have to take my word for it!