I’m sifting through my reference collection of anoraks in search of exemplary specimens. Anoraks are one of those garment styles that I admire most in photo form. While I own a few anoraks my own (by Roffe and Barbour), none fit as well those sported in vintage photographs of mountaineers or cyclists. My favorite versions are made from waxed cotton or ventile with a large, central kangaroo pocket and a waist cinch. I love how the anorak form works in so many kinds of fabric. Lightweight is best but who wouldn’t love an all wool pullover for the dead of winter.
On Any Sunday (Brown 1971), the famous 1971 motorcycle documentary, has been shopped to death. Over the years, gent bloggers have obsessed over the film’s motorcycles, wax jackets, leather boots and Steve McQueen footage. Coming late to this movie, I gravitated to the section dealing with the six day international motorcycle trial in Spain. As a randonneur, I appreciate any sporting event that emphasizes endurance, durable clothing, modest rewards and an ethos of self reliance (riders must maintain their own machines during the race).
Here are a few of my favorite small details from On Any Sunday:
Red kerchief; rear snap closure pockets on jacket
Self-reliant motorcycle maintenance
Cotton web strap holding the metal skid plate in place (nylon now for sure)
Stylish spectator in Spain
Pristine pit crew
Modest winner’s medallion
Mixed use trail
Since I live in the wet Pacific Northwest, my idea of winter outerwear is a waxed cotton or tin cloth jacket. I’ll add a supplemental wool vest or quilted jacket if temps drop below 40. For readers shopping from ice pack climes, I offer some expedition grade parkas from the past and present.
Shopping from 1965: Eddie Bauer
(Hold your brands against their original creeds)
U-District farmers market
Ballard Nautical Supplies
Sara, Bruce and I took a quick trip up to Seattle. Our primary mission was to visit friend Eliz and select buttons for our shawl collar sweater project. Unfortunately, a highway breakdown delayed out trip by a half day as we waited out an alternator repair in Winlock, Washington. (Happily, this permitted us to catch up on Hollywood gossip courtesy of Payneless Auto’s well stocked library of Entertainment Weekly magazines).
While we had to postpone our trip to Centralia Knitting Mills, we did make it up to Seattle in time to enjoy salted caramel ice cream with friend/DJ/author Kurt Reighley who is about to go on the road to promote his new book, United States of Americana. Saturday, we visited The Field House and some of our usual to-dos: eateries, farmers markets, movies, bike shops and coffee shops. Here’s our new favorite Double Americano companion: