Wednesday, March 03, 2010

I sold my saddle

When I first bought Blue in late 2005, I needed a saddle.  So I went to the nearest place that sold tack at that time and checked out their used stock, sitting on saddles and trying them on for size.  After doing all that, I finally ignored size and fit and just bought the one I could afford:  a huge, very old Circle Y saddle with a seventeen-inch seat for $350.00.  
Once home with it, it took me days to get used to lifting so much weight up onto my tall horse's back.  I wish I had thought to weigh it, just to see how heavy it really was.  The seat was far bigger than I needed, and the saddle was not the best fit for Blue; it tended to shift side to side.  But I put two saddle pads under it, and it served me and Blue just fine.  
After the loss of Blue, I knew I wouldn't be needing a saddle again.  My knees simply won't let me ride for a long enough time to be worth investing in a horse.  Plus the fact that I just don't have the heart for another horse.  
So Cliff and I took some pictures of the old Circle Y and I put an ad on Craigslist asking $300.  
The phone started ringing.  
One man way out in Kansas wanted it, and asked me to go measure the seat.  He'd call back, he said.  
A lady about ten miles down the road called, almost breathless with anticipation.  She wouldn't be able to come until evening.  At first I told her I couldn't hold the saddle, it would be first come, first served.  
"Well, someone else will get it then," she said.  "But I want to tell you that you need to ask more for that saddle."  
"It's old, though," I told her, "and I only paid $350 for it."  
"I don't care; even used-up Circle Y saddles sell on Ebay for $500."  
Because she was kind enough to tell me this, I told her I'd make an exception and hold the saddle for her until evening.  And I kept the price at $300.  The man in Kansas did call back, and I told him I thought the saddle was sold.  
The lady showed up that evening elated, with cash in hand.  For all I know, she may have made some money on Ebay with her purchase.  But at least the saddle isn't sitting in my barn rotting.  


*It's amazing the emotions this entry stirred up in me.  I only wanted to share the story of the saddle, but by the time I was done, I was all teary-eyed thinking of the places I've been and adventures I had, sitting in that saddle.

12 comments:

Sayit-baldys said...

DONNA, I LIKE YOUR ATTITUDE, NOT TRYING TO BE GREEDY.

WAY BACK DURING MY HIGH SCHOOL DAYS AT LOCUST GROVE OKLAHOMA, BECAME THE OWNER OF A WONDERFUL PONY.

THIS WAS IN THE 1930s DURING THE GREAT DEPRESSION. A FAMILY TRAVELLING IN A COVERD WAGON PULLED UP TO OUR HOUSE.
ALL THEIR BELONGINGS TIED TO THE WAGON AND LEADING A SKINNY PONY.
DAD CARRIED ON WITH THE USUAL GREETING, NOT UNCOMMON TO SEE THESE WAGONS AND FAMILIES, HUNGRY AND SEARCHING FOR A BETTER PLACE.
THE MAN SAW OUR FAT DOG 'ROVER' AND ASKED, WHAT IS THAT DOG'S BEST QUALITIES ? DAD TOLD HIM THAT ROVER DOG IS GOOD FOR NOTHING THOUGH TRIXIE THERE THE LITTLE FOX TERRIER IS A FINE DOG.

THEN THE MAN SAID, WOULD YOU TRADE ROVER FOR THIS PONY WE ARE LEADING ? DAD SAID SURE, BUT YOU KNOW I WOULD BE GETTING THE BEST OF THE TRADE.
I PUT THE PONY CALLED 'SHORTY' IN THE PASTURE AND THE FAMILY WENT ON THEIR WAY WITH ROVER IN THE WAGON.

A COUPLE DAYS LATER A NEIGHBOR STOPPED BY TO VISIT WITH DAD AND SAID THERE WAS A FAMILY CAMPED NEAR HIS HOUSE BY THE CREEK AND HAD BUTCHERED AND HANGING FROM A TREE LIMB WHAT AT FIRST LOOKED LIKE A PIG. LOOKING CLOSER HE REALIZED IT WAS A DOG.

I FATTENED THAT PONY UP AND WHAT A COMPANION HE WAS. LOVED TO RUN. WE SPENT MANY HOURS ROAMING THE COUNTRYSIDE AND NEOSHO RIVER BANKS AND 'SLOUGH'. sam

The Guy Who Writes This said...

Donna, if you ever get a chance to ride again you will be amazed how kind English saddles are on the knees. Plus you'll actually feel the horse under you.

Donna said...

There will be no more horses owned by me. If I get on a horse, it will be somebody else's horse... and not Adam's two that live here, either. They are way too ornery for this old lady.

Ora said...

Having your videos of your rides from time to time gave me a whole new look at horses...I enjoy them from afar...but as for riding..no way...and I for one will miss the times spent in the saddle!!! Blue was not just your horse...I think a part of him belonged to us all..keep those memories...and who knows what the future will hold??? another horse...maybe...who knows??? LOLOL God Bless...hugs from Ora in KY

I'm mostly known as 'MA' said...

I agree with Ora, a part of Blue did belong to all of us. We enjoyed all those rides that you so generously shared with us. Better that the saddle is being used, than to be sitting there reminding you of what was.

Ms Martyr said...

I echo enjoyment of the sharing of your rides on Blue. I know nothing about saddles or their brands but we were watching RFD-TV last night and saw saddles going for over $1,000. I mentioned to my husband that you can get a horse for less than that nowadays what with people being unable to afford their keep. So sad.

madcobug said...

I know selling that saddle brought back good memories to you with Blue. Think on the good and hopefully the last will sort of fade away. Everyone did enjoy watching the rides you took with him. Helen

Paula said...

You could put what I know about saddles in a thimble but this one looks purty to me. I've been to Shiner, Texas.

Adirondackcountrygal said...

That old saddle looks like it had some real adventures in its life! I think we all miss Blue in a way. I for one really enjoyed the adventures you had with him.

Candice said...

I think it's natural to get a little teary thinking about all of the fond memories you had in the saddle.

Just think of all the great ones you can continue to make out of it.

Midlife Mom said...

I can well imagine the emotions that post brought to the surface. I agree with the rest that we all thought of Blue as part ours and I for one cried like a baby when I read your post that he was gone.

You were very nice to that lady.

ADB said...

Memories by association are ever so powerful and evocative. But it's good that the saddle now has a new owner who may be able to put it to good use - even if only to sell it on to someone who has got a horse to use it on. b