I've always been drawn towards well used, well loved functional objects, things like pots and pans, tools (hand and machine tools), old unrestored cars and motorcycles, and, in this case, clothing. These objects were created for a purpose, to perform some task, and they take on a patina that's not only signs of wear and age, but also a legacy of the person that used them. They take on their own special kind of beauty.

I bought these gloves in 2005, at the AMA race at VIR. My friend and I had ridden down from Washington DC and did the Dragon, where I had my first street crash and blew the palms out of a pair of Alpinestar GP2 gloves which were essentially brand new. Thankfully, my hands and the bike still worked so we continued our trip to VIR for the races, me sans gloves. I was walking around the vendor area and met up with the Held sales rep, and proceeded to buy this pair of gloves. I was immediately blown away with the build quality and comfort... soft, tough, no seams in the palms, absolutely perfect. I wore these exclusively for the next 5 years, through daily commuting, through two cross country motorcycle trips, through a trip across Europe on a bike, 5 years worth of track days and WERA races (I don't run in classes that they pay contingency in, but I run their stickers anyway), through two more crashes on the track (held up through both), through rain, sleet, snow, the salt at Bonneville during speed week, mid-atlantic summertime heat and humidity.... and the gloves felt better every time I put them on. To put this in perspective, I've gone through two pairs of Sidi boots and two motorcycles in that same span of time.

Sadly, the palm on one of them has now started to fray and will no longer pass tech inpection at the track, and can't be repaired, so it's time for a new pair. I think too many of us value low price over quality and don't think twice about throwing something away when it no longer works, but I actually feel a sense of loss with these gloves, like when your favorite pair of shoes wear out or when your favorite shirt becomes too threadbare to wear anymore. This sense of loss is not because they were expensive (they were), but because of how well they worked and the experiences I collected while using them. I felt like they deserved some sort of documentation, so here they are, a small summation of the last 5 years of motorcycling for me.