Let me start by saying that I LOVE socks. Genuinely, as a young amateur based in France with very limited funds and kit I used to save new socks as a treat. Something to help me feel special on certain days or for big races. They really were, and still are, a hugely important part of any cyclist’s outfit. And from a style point of view – if you find just the right pair of socks – they can really bring everything else you’re riding in together.
As a young rider there was a time when I would be gutted to have left the house on a beautifully sunny day, only to have the skies turn to dark clouds and the rain ruin a set of pristine white socks. Ones that were fresh out of the packet that morning! The shame of it. Worse than the rain would be if I hit a muddy puddle and it splashed it’s way right up to the crisp white edges around my ankle. Soul destroying!