We also wear crampons on boots, spiky metal cleats that affix via stretchy rubber-type bands. I don’t think there’s a noun for cramponing, but a friend did post on FB last week that so many Montrealers were wearing crampons that in on the tiled floors of the subway stations we sounded like a giant troupe of tap dancers. Oh would it were so! This idea lifts my heart. But maybe we won’t move from walking to dancing….