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Thursday, September 16, 2010

Just In Time For Hunting Season

Just the right thing for the hunter in the family. A camouflage saddle pad and saddle bags to top it all off.

10 comments:

  1. That is the most hideous thing I have ever seen...

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  2. I don't get these cammo saddles? The last thing I want when riding in the woods, on a big brown animal, with a bunch of drunken hunters around, is to wear cammo and blend in.

    One time was headed out for a ride on the opening day of elk season and a "red faced" hunter told me that it wasn't a good idea. He had clearly been hitting the sauce, so I took his advice and turned around. It just isn't worth the risk.

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  3. So when you are out hunting, does the horse look like they have a pad and saddle bag shaped hole in them? And the seat of the saddle, just floating along above them?

    Just checking...

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  4. This is for guys who think camo is awesome. I like purple, but i wouldn't be caught riding in a purple saddle! I'm just sayin', just because you like something, doesn't mean you HAVE to wear it.

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  5. As long as it's used for hunting I have no problem with it. However, when I see photos of hunters on the trail they have ordinary tack. I bet this tack never meets a deer or a rifle.

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  6. Is this an Abetta leather/cordura saddle?

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  7. I can't find the saddle bag. Oh wait, nevermind. lol

    If I'm going out around bunches of hunters, I want loud, obnoxious, neon colored EVERYTHING. Hat. Shirt. Vest. Pants. Saddle pad. Polos. Horse. EVERYTHING. And aren't deer mostly colorblind anyway?

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  8. Drillrider said...

    "...The last thing I want when riding in the woods, on a big brown animal, with a bunch of drunken hunters around, is to wear cammo and blend in."

    Indeed. It's bad enough when your horse is wearing normal tack and gunfire erupts nearby. Happened to us once. We turned tail at a full gallop. As we raced away from the hunters, who were trespassing on our property, I turned my coat inside out to expose the bright red lining. Meanwhile, I started singing at the top of my lungs. My big fat loud mouth was good for something that day.

    What a stupid, ugly, cheap looking saddle.

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