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The Transatlantic Sweater

J8201

$148.00
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The Transatlantic Sweater.

 

Go way back, and further still.

The original “ganseys” were knitted by hand in fishing villages along the British coast. The kind of sea-tested, hard-wearing heritage that can only come from somewhere around the 52nd and 53rd parallel.

The sweater for men who tell legendary stories often colored at the edges with uisce beatha (whiskey, or "water of life") and steeped in salt air.

Men who wear sweaters like this one. Knits so durable they’re handed down along with fishing boats and nets from father to son.

 

Our Transatlantic Sweater (No. J8201) is an American take on the Gansey, translated here for three-season wear and knit from uneven budding cotton yarns—which give the sweater a slubbed, ropey texture without sacrificing softness. Three color twists result in a handsome marled effect. Substantial enough for bracing days at sea and yet so comfortable, you’ll keep it in heavy rotation all season. Half cardigan stitch across body and sleeves, with racking stitch at front and back yoke. Rib stitch with racking at sleeves and hem. Rib collar. Slightly boxy fit. Imported.
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Nick A.
The last sweater you will ever need… unless you’re lost at sea.

The Transatlantic Sweater

There are few garments that can whisper tales of ocean spray and midnight rendezvous on the deck of a steamliner. Fewer still can hold the line between rugged necessity and effortless sophistication. This is one of them.

Woven from the resilient wool of Scottish Blackface sheep—creatures that have stared down the North Atlantic gales without so much as a flinch—the Transatlantic Sweater is not just an article of clothing; it is a passport to another era. A time when men wrote letters with fountain pens, steamships ruled the waves, and a sweater was not merely worn, but lived in.

The fit? Tailored, but not constricting. Just enough give to allow for a firm grip on the ship’s helm, should the need arise. The texture? A reassuring ruggedness that speaks to character, not discomfort. And the color? The deep, undulating blue of the open sea, just before the first light of dawn.

Slip it on, and you may find yourself drawn to the rail of the nearest vessel, staring wistfully toward the horizon. After all, adventure calls—and it’s best dressed for the occasion.

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None of that was true, and I don’t even have one. I just felt that it should have a true J. Peterman description attached.

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Michael

Great item.