Yeti’s new Cayo backpacks are less like luggage and more like amphibious creatures—built to shrug off rain like a duck’s feathers while still letting your back breathe like a windswept canyon. With RF-welded seams tighter than a submarine’s hatch and zippers coated in enough PU to survive a monsoon, these packs flirt with waterproofing without fully committing. The 15L and 25L models (and a looming 35L sibling) come armed with pockets in all the right places, as if designed by a magician who knows exactly where you’ll next misplace your keys.
Four British veterans decided Everest’s traditional two-month siege was
. Their audacious seven-day blitz from London to summit and back rewrote high-altitude playbooks, proving that speed, when paired with military precision, can be safer than slogging through the "death zone" like a sleepwalker. Custom “summit suits”—likely woven from equal parts technology and sheer stubbornness—kept them alive as they turned the mountain into a sprint.
Ricoh’s GR IV, due in 2025, isn’t just a camera—it’s a
against compromise. Promising a new lens, sensor, and engine, it’s as if Ricoh stuffed a studio’s worth of gear into something that fits in your jeans pocket. The cult of GR fans, already devout, might start building altars.
Blancpain’s New York flagship isn’t a store—it’s a horological speakeasy. From May 30–June 1, guests can dissect movements like surgeons, craft dials like Renaissance painters, and sip espresso while ogling unreleased novelties. It’s the closest thing to a backstage pass in the watch world.
The enamel-dial game is now a gladiatorial arena for indie watchmakers. Here’s who’s swinging for the fences:
