Expert Reviews on Heated Gear & Tech
There’s a specific moment every winter road cyclist knows: somewhere around mile twelve, your fingers stop reporting for duty. You can see your hand on the bar, you know it’s gripping the brake lever, but the actual feeling has quietly checked out somewhere back at the last junction. Heated cycling gloves for road cyclists exist … Read more
Winter cycling should feel like flying through cold, clean air. For a huge number of riders it feels more like gripping a brake lever with two frozen sausages. If your fingers turn chalk-white ten minutes into a ride, throb painfully as they thaw, and refuse to work a gear shifter properly, you already know that … Read more
There’s a particular kind of misery reserved for cyclists in a British January: that moment about eight minutes into a ride when your fingers stop feeling like fingers and start feeling like ten separate arguments you’re losing. Heated cycling gloves exist to end that argument. At their simplest, heated cycling gloves are winter gloves with … Read more
There’s a very specific kind of cold that hits you on a November trail ride — not the dry, still cold of standing at a bus stop, but the damp, wind-driven cold that seems to find every gap in your kit within the first mile of singletrack. Your core’s working hard, your hands are numb, … Read more
There’s a particular kind of stubbornness that road cyclists develop somewhere around their third winter. You know the one. The forecast says three degrees with a “feels like” of minus one, and instead of doing the sensible thing and getting back into bed, you’re stood in the hallway wrestling into a base layer, a jersey, … Read more
There’s a specific kind of misery reserved for the cyclist who’s three layers deep, gloves on, and still watching their breath fog up in front of them at a red light in January. A heated cycling jacket solves that particular problem directly: it’s a jacket with carbon fibre or micro-wire heating elements built into the … Read more
There’s a particular kind of cold that only motorcyclists know. It’s not the “forgot my coat” cold, or the “waiting for the bus” cold. It’s the cold that finds the seam of your jacket at 40mph and pours straight through it, the cold that turns your knuckles into something resembling old rope by the second … Read more
Mile 340 of a three-day Highlands loop, and your hands are toasty because you splashed out on heated gloves. Your chest, though, feels like it’s been left in a Cornish pasty tin overnight. That’s the gap a heated motorcycle vest for touring is built to close — not your fingers, not your toes, but the … Read more
There’s a very particular kind of misery reserved for British bikers: the one where your fingers have gone from “cold” to “stranger’s fingers” somewhere around junction 15 of the M6, and you’ve still got forty miles to go. A heated motorcycle vest exists to solve exactly that problem before it starts, by wrapping your core … Read more
Your first frosty commute of the year has a way of making a point. Somewhere around the third roundabout, your fingers stop feeling like fingers and start feeling like ten stubborn little icicles clamped round the bars, and suddenly changing gear or covering the brake takes actual concentration. That’s the moment most scooter riders start … Read more