Yesterday, I made the happy and fortuitous mistake of attending a saddle and tack supply auction here in Spokane. As you know if you follow this blog, my number 1 saddle is my dad’s, given to me last Christmas by my big-younger brother, Jerry. I treasure that saddle, and though I intend to use it and make sure some pictures are taken, I couldn’t bear to leave it in the barn. It’s on proud display in my living room, and just seeing it makes me feel closer to Dad.
Anyhow, to make a short story longer, I am pretty much horse crazy, although some of my cousins WAY outstrip me in that regard!
I thought I’d pick up 2 saddles, if the prices were right, for regular use. WELL, I ended up with four, plus assorted tack and some beautiful saddle blankets. A standing saddle rack–well, you get the picture! The prices were not only right, they were TOO right!
Everyday use? Ha. One is a fine and fancy roping saddle. Another has a pink seat and hearts on the skirting. Still another is lovely tooled leather, and the fourth–which I probably will use a lot–is an Australian saddle.
Like I said, Cowgirl Goes Crazy.
I’m set for life, when it comes to saddles.