Cool chillin’ at the
mall belay station, lookin’ for some (tr)action. If all those damn hippies at Woodstock had put their free love into one little 11oz package, this is what it would look like.
It’s pricey, but it’s harder than it should be to find well-made, low-profile down gear like this. It’s got a ripstop shell and small outer pocket for heating up those jawbreaker energy bars.
An excellent fleece replacement, plus it stows the size of a nerf football so you can huck it at your partner when she’s snoring too loudly.