Talk about warm! Fingerless or not, these mitts would serve Arctic scientists well as they twiddled the knobs on their Arctic machines.
I started these after the Fetching marathon of Ought Seven, in love with fingerless mitts and selfishly wanting a pair for myself. Dashing is billed as “a guy-friendly version of Fetching” — fewer cables and those more architectural than decorative, a plain top edge rather than picots.
In this heathered blue-gray yarn, they are strictly business. The cables tighten the fit on the wrist, the fabric is snug (knit one needle size down from the ballband recommendation). With the mitts on, one feels like harnessing Clydesdales, or scratching out one’s memoirs with a quill pen in an underheated garret.
The four-stitch cables and the loosely plied, lofty yarn dissuaded me from going cable-needle-free. And there weren’t many of them — six cables total in each glove — so picking up and putting down that double-point was no big deal. They were completed during our Christmas trip to St. Simons Island, Georgia — the first one completed, and the second one knit from cast-on to bind-off in just a couple of days.
I made a bunch of mistakes, but the yarn and pattern were forgiving. I messed up the ribbing in one place by switching a knit and a purl for five or six rows. There’s a hole at the base of the second glove’s thumb where I didn’t manage to tighten the picked-up stitches enough. And some of my finishing on the wrong side led to messed-up-looking stockingette on the right side.
But I love them ’cause they’re mine.
Next up: a fingerless glove knit-along (KAL) with some Ravelry buddies, clearing out some yarn from the stash. I enjoy knitting mitts much more than I anticipated. They are as portable as socks, but fly by more quickly because of the weightier yarn and bigger needles. And the result is both comforting and impressive in construction, much like socks. The only downside is that they’re more seasonal than socks — although around here, I only wear socks six or seven months out of the year.
When I started knitting just over a year ago, I thought gloves were something I could maybe try in five years, and I wasn’t really sure that they were something I needed or wanted to knit. The moral of the story is that if you try something new, you just might fall in love — and you’re almost sure to find out you can do a lot more than you think you can.