My husbands old roping saddle needed to be cleaned the worst but since I didn't have the back strength to haul it up the basement stairs and out to the deck I decided to clean my English saddle. It wasn't really that dirty but it did need to be cleaned. So I hauled it upstairs and got everything set up on the deck.
I stripped the saddle pad and girth off and got down to work. Before I knew it I had a little helper show up.
We got the saddle all spiffed up and I threw the pad into the wash as it was covered in the hair of the last horse that I used it on. In thinking back on which horse the hair belonged to I realized that I haven't used that saddle in about five years. Yikes! I need to start taking lessons again to get my butt back in shape! My riding in the last five years has been pretty sporadic but that is a history lesson for another day.
Sadly, I don't have a picture of the finished project. I had to hurry and put everything away as my daughter was getting a little over zealous with the cleaning. She kept dunking her sponge in the water and squeezing it out over the saddle. Finally, when everything within a six foot radius of her was soaked I sent her to play in her sand box so I could clean up. At least she likes to help, right?