Editor's Desk

Preservation Mode

As I write this, I am sipping hot coffee at Caffè Dante in an extremely cold New York City. I flew in from Tyler, TX—which got its own battering—and the severe cold lingering here is a remnant of Winter Storm Fern, the system that covered much of the country in snow and ice. The purpose of the trip is to give a poetry recital at the Amant Foundation in Brooklyn, of all things. Outside, people hurry past with their heads down, powering through what’s left of the storm. It’s a fitting image for the gear industry in 2026: heads down, pushing through conditions not of their own making, waiting for a break in the weather.