Since becoming an adult, I found that I couldn’t ride in any type of English / Dressage saddle. I’m not sure if it’s the itty bitty stirrup leathers or the pitch of the seat, but whatever it is, a 5 minute ride in one hurts my back for a week. So needless to say, all of Kobi’s dressage training was done in a western saddle.
I went to a big muckety muck dressage trainer (who will remain nameless) once. During that one lesson she gave me odd looks as I was tacking Kobi up western. I explained that I couldn’t use a dressage saddle because of my back. When it was time to mount up, she sent me over to the 3-step mounting block for my little 14.2 mustang! I guess she thought that no only was a dork for riding dressage in a western saddle, but I must be decrepit too! Like I said, I only rode under her once!
Well, now it’s a few years later and Western Dressage is now a certified event. Seems like I wasn’t a dork after all, but on the cutting edge of the sport. Unfortunately it hasn’t caught on here in Florida yet, but maybe by the time I finally get a horse trailer and can travel to shows, they might have them around here!