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excellent explanation...thankyou very much

Can you tell me if an Edix Pommel can be used on a Black Forest Saddle?

Brilliant!

Nice this can be used for horse riding.

Your videos on saddle fitting are soooo helpful!! Thank you ❤

Wie genau heißt ddas pad. Geht da jedes mit Einlage n?

It would be good to see this saddle ridden in at all paces .. The saddle looks perched on all 3 horses.

Well done! ❤

Do you know when they are bringing out the draft size?

Are these saddles able to be used without the gullet plate? I have a horse who is wider than the widest plate also the plate needs to be more of a hoop rather than A shaped. I’m hoping either I could shape the gullet to a hoop shape or alternatively a saddle pad can be used to create the clearance.

Are these saddles able to be used without the gullet plate? I have a horse who is wider than the widest plate also the plate needs to be more of a hoop rather than A shaped. I’m hoping either I could shape the gullet to a hoop shape or alternatively a saddle pad can be used to create the clearance.

I needed this demo, thank you : it's very clear !

I don’t see this model for sale on your site.

Clearly you know quite a bit about the subject matter. This video was I guess made for others very familiar with tack and its normal use. They are the only people that will get anything from it. You didn't even demonstrate putting it on

The plates are shaped very much like Wintec plates!

Very helpful thank you :)

What'up,unreal editingg~buddy- :)

Would this saddle work on a wide horse with a curvy back and low withers? I’m looking for something for my Arabian (:

Hi! I just bought an Oakley and wondered if you can help me with something? How many inches should be between the bottom of the cinch ring and the top of your girth for these saddles?

How can we contact you? I have a Trekker Pro Arte and not sure if it is too small for me and my horse. Thanks!

A similar episode happened with my Thorobred Dominique, but so much it changed me forever. It was a massive dose of personal growth, She had been badly abused and wound up destined for slaughter at the local animal shelter. We had literally brought her to our ranch to die as her overall condition was almost hopeless (her teeth said about 14 years old; although advertised to be 4 ---nobody would take a horse that old in that poor a condition). She had sores all over her stomach from kicking herself it hurt so much. Her pelvis was so visible it made a right angle with her rib cage. She had thrush on all her feet and scars on her tongue from people pulling too hard on her bit. Her tail was bitten short by the other animals in the shelter. When she came to the quiet green pasture that was to be her deathbed, it was the month of March in Northern California. There were 2 quarter horses on adjacent pastures where they could see over the fence, but could not bother her food. Then came the supplements twice a day; 12 pounds of equine senior, hoof supplements, vitamins, minerals, California trace elements, organic beet greens, flax oil, (the list goes on...). Within 3 days her stomach was obviously better. the sores were barely noticeable; gone without a trace in a week. Then the weight gain: 360 pounds of muscle in 3 months. She ran, pranced, ran some more, working herself into a white lather of sweat, and ate... and slept. In a couple weeks the deep R.E.M. sleep she would get from laying in the Springtime Sun. I would watch a barefoot trimmer gradually improving her feet, months went by. I could put a halter on her and lead her around. We went on grazing dates. Sometimes outside the pasture. I would spy a clump of grass that she might like, then she would glom down (she taught me the dark green ones with the narrow stems, not too long). Her favorites sometimes changed on a whim. Sometimes we would just stand by the fence and watch the sunset together. Sometimes I would talk to her, sometimes I would just try to synchronize our breathing. One time we went to the garden where an aging plum tree stood. The plums were nearing the end of their season. I got the idea to bite each plum in half to remove the pit and check for worms. The plums came out of my mouth and into hers. Even after the fruit was gone she would lead me to that tree. Plums remain one of her favorite treats. She had transformed into a glistening dark bay Thoroughbred, 16 and a half hands. Except she was crazy. I hired an expensive trainer (for whom I still have a great deal of respect) and he said, "Don't ever get on her she'll either kill you or leave you so crippled you'll never ride again." A couple of horsey friends said the same thing. We satisfied ourselves with grazing dates and sunsets. I took lessons on other horses. Then an old Montana cowboy; Dave Claus, who had been a friend of Tom Dorrence and Ray Hunt came by and asked, "What are you going to do with that Thoroughbred? I think I can help her, she's certainly pretty enough. I specialize in troubled horses." I responded I didn't know about his training troubled horses, but silently thought, "...get her out of my hair for a few months." After working 6 weeks away at a contract in Oklahoma, I went back to my ranch. I called Dave but there was no answer. I only had a few days so I drove over anyway. Nobody seemed to be active at Dave's place, but I saw my horse in the front paddock. I let myself in, after all, it was my horse. She looked at me for a moment and walked right over and started grooming the hair on the side of my head with her lips. She had worked her way to my shoulder when Dave and Terry cam out of their trailer. By the time they arrived at the paddock, she worked her way down my arm and was arranging the hair on the back of my hand, standing protectively next to me the entire time. In another couple of weeks, Dave had assigned one of his assistants to start me on her back. "Just get on and get off. If anything happens jump clear and I'll take her." Nothing happened. "This time just sit there and don't move a muscle. Now I'm going to let go of the reins. Now close your eyes and imagine you're walking over to letter A." Dominique quietly walked over to letter A. ...A combination of exhilaration and panic swept over me. This horse was in my head; I'm not supposed to believe in this 'woo-woo stuff.' There we stood at letter A. The following months were a collection of trainers and clinics. Dave took over as the primary trainer and riding instructor for Dominique and me, but encouraged us to ride with as many instructors as I could. In a few months, we did: shoulder-in, haunches-in, half pass, leg yields, pirouette, and trot serpentine without reins the entire length of the arena. Initially, Dominique would shy, kick, do airs, and a host of other fear-driven responses, but she never threw me. I always landed on her spine. It must have hurt, but it was never about getting rid of me. It was about saving both of us from the demons in her head. Most of the time I thought she imagined them. They became less frequent and she became more stable. Dominique would talk to me all the time. She would respond to reins but taught me she wanted me to use hips for aids. Reins were there to position her head. Nothing else, please. One very astute riding instructor (a beautiful Irish woman) said, "Sure sooner or later you'll have to trust that horse with your life." Her words went straight to my heart. Sometimes Dominique and I would stand next to a tie rail waiting for something and she would rest her head on my shoulder and fall asleep. When Dave caught cancer he would have Terry drive him to our place for lessons. He only wanted to talk about her, not about hospice or anything, just her. Dave passed on. Wherever he went, one thing that is certain. He'll never walk. There will be a whole herd of grateful horses to take him anywhere he wishes. Then came Asa. He later admitted, "When I first met you two, I almost didn't take you on for lessons. You have a very demanding horse and you are an inexperienced rider, but then I saw how you two are together. I can say it now, that horse was made for you, and you were made for her." Asa was a hardcore, old-school Texan who picked up my fear right away. Okay, stand up on two-point, at the canter, drop the reins, and extend your arms and make windmills with them. If she takes a misstep or shys you're going right over her neck and in the dirt in front of her, and she won't have time to stop. Now close your eyes. I soared through the darkness, her great Thoroughbred back undulated smoothly. Would that 20 meter circle of darkness ever end? She was in charge of everything. At the end of the lesson, she was a little smug. She was now my horse and I had become her human, heart, and soul. A few weeks later she cantered 3 strides, lead change, 3 strides, lead change, 3 strides, lead change the entire length of the arena, she was just showing me she knew how to do it should I ever ask. We both got old and retired from riding. In the mares pasture, if another horse pays too much attention to me, she bites them. We're just close friends ...and she will never, ever go hungry again.

Informative reviews. Thanks.

Thanks for this beautiful review 💕

Lovely, nice job 👏

Nice work, I wish more people would take the time to teach good hoof care behaviors !

Nice work !

Looks stunning 😍 I am particularly interested in the django in the chestnut ❤ My question is how does the seat velcro on the django? I know its a strange one but I can see on the Oakley how the seat can lift up but can't figure it out on the django 😁 thank you, also a video on the django would be great, thinking of switching from my barefoot arizona. 😊

Hi, I have a question... I have a Colorado springs western treeless saddle and the edix sheepskin saddle pad. I've used a felt cinch and I wouldn't even attempt to mount from the ground. I just purchased a neoprene cinch haven't tried it yet. What cinch do you recommend? I couldn't catch it in the video Thank you!!!!

Thank you sooo much for filming this. I will be getting my treeless next week. I have never ridden in treeless nor sat in one. I have ridden QH for 30+ yrs in tree saddles. I am 71, tired of lifting heavy saddles. I will be riding the treeless on a MFT which is also a new breed of horse to me. This video has really helped answering some of my questions. Bless you.

Hi there I was just wondering if you can tell me how to ride trackless and what do I hold on to?

Thank you so much I've learned so much from your videos!

I can't wait to get one of these 😍

Great video Ari, thank you 👌🙂

She has made such progress you must be so proud! this gives me hope for my training with my horse :)

Very nice ! I dream of a day when people stop punishing horses by running them around in little circles when horses don't pick up their feet 💞🐎

Thanks so much. Could you write down where the saddle need to lay on the back? I'm so glad you made de video's

Nice ! Was this her first ride?

Good job & Beautiful horse 🐎💞

BLESS you! (and your helper ;) :p ) It is SIMPLE-- but not necessarily easy. Nor should it be, considering the engineering. Adjustable doesn't mean we should want to switch between horses/rides. THANKS for figuring this out for us, and showing it to us. I really, really appreciate these videos!!! <3

Fastest way to transform your horse into a Lamborghini. :D

Does it matter about the length of the saddle eg how far down back 🙂

This is very helpful. Working on the same issue with my mule and donkey. My latest Donkey shots. th-cam.com/video/1BcLkv8GcHk/w-d-xo.html

Miri has high narrow withers just like huge Moose. Without fail pommel is sitting to far forward then saddle will slide back and pull the cinch. Two professionals told me she needs custom saddle. But I have another idea thanks to you.

That's a big difference.

What a lovely and smart way to teach this! And she is so clever! :-)

They look so comfy!

Aww, that's cute 😍