Sing-Along Time: "Inch by inch, row by row....gonna make my fenceline grow"
Prior to leaving for the annual Pacific Northwest Endurance Rides conference this weekend, we emailed our PNER friends and asked them to bring us any fencing supplies that they had hanging around unused at their barns. Our good friend Paul came through with an electric fence charger, a spool of fence wire, and a bunch of fencing insulators, which he hauled to convention for us. What a nice guy!
The PNER convention this year was crammed full of educational seminars about horse health and fitness presented by an equine researcher from University of Guelph . Really good stuff.
But mostly, we go there for the parties, the dancing, and the shopping.
But the true oh-my-gawd bargain of the freakin' year was this:
a Very-Old-But-Perfectly-Usable Specialized Saddle, which we picked up at the used tack sale for Almost Nothing.
I kept checking the tag, because I was sure it was a typo. Jim and I have been trying to figure out how we could afford a mortgage for the farm AND a saddle that actually fits Hana. A Specialized saddle--new or used--usually sells for around the same cost as a mortgage payment. Sigh.
And there was this saddle at the tack sale for (gasp!):
Cost of the saddle:
Cost of soap to clean the mold off the leather:
about 15 cents
Cost of velcro and some little nails:
about 10 bucks or so
Having a saddle that fits Hana and doesn't hurt her back: