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About Weeping Heart Custom Saddles

After five years teaching Ag at one of the last public boarding highschools in America, I decided to pursue the "cowboy arts."  Following an immersion course on buckarooing at the ZX, my wife's promotion led us back to Harney County.  After a time working on a large ranch outside Seneca, more life changes came down the pike.  My wife's observation that my "butt was too big for my saddle" presented the need for a new wood; the impending arrival of our first born son made ordering a saddle from a top maker financially irresponsible.  My first saddle was built out of necessity, but it became apparent that building saddles would nicely compliment raising a family and the lifestyle we desired.  Chasing kids, continually trying to improve the tack I build, and "product testing" while dayworking for some of the coolest old places in this neck of the Great Basin has proven a great way to live.
We've come a long way from the first crude saddle that was built based on tearing others apart and common sense.  After a few years of learning the hard way I had the opportunity to spend a few days with TCAA saddlemaker Conley Walker.  His tutelage immediately made my saddles tighter, more finely built, and more visually appealing.  I continually strive to improve my saddles so that the design works for horses and the people who sit on them all day long.  Thanks for checking us out.

Rob Frank waiting for the irons to get hot - courtesty of Susan Doverspike.
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