These gloves are not windproof. These gloves are not waterproof. These gloves are not insulated. These gloves are neither the most breathable, nor are they the warmest. These gloves are not meant for mountain biking.
But damn are they luxurious.
The Merino-wool backhand makes the Hoxtons perfect for those days when the mercury just can’t get a break, constantly climbing and descending at the whims of a fleeting cloud cover. The natural fiber provides enough warmth to keep digits animated when temperatures dip into the low 40s, and the gloves don’t start to feel too warm until things heat up to 70 or so. On a recent weekend in Mammoth, they saw snow, sun, dust and wind, and my hands were comfortable through it all.
The kombucha-loving natural fibers stop at the palm, where a polyester-based synthetic suede takes over. The AXSuede is noticeably more supple and cushioned than the ubiquitous Clarino palms on gloves these days, and I haven’t had any issues with bunching. Real leather accents add durability and pull points to the fingers, and the cushy microfiber thumb panel is my shnoz’s favorite place on a cold day.
There seems to be some belief that natural fibers are not durable or technical enough for trail use. Wool is soft, and soft things rip, so in theory, these gloves shouldn’t be very durable. But thus far, the pair I’ve been riding in has held up despite encounters with all sorts of scrubby, thorny trailside flora. Most recently, they emerged unscathed from a sudden OTB that left my fingers stiff and my palms and wrists scraped. My only niggle with the Hoxton gloves is that the tech threads on the index finger and thumb can be finicky, but that’s just one more reason to leave the office in my pocket.
These gloves are $35. These gloves are rad for mountain biking.