If you’re anything like me, you’ve amassed quite a pile of cycling gloves over the years. From short-finger road cycling gloves that no one seems to wear anymore to bulky lobster mittens and everything in between. Everything, it seems, except for the right pair for the ride you’re about to do.
Every autumn and winter in the Pacific Northwest, I find myself standing in front of the glove drawer, debating the day’s conditions and inevitably stuffing a backup pair into my handlebar bag. Just in case.
