Sheaths for my Hortons

peppercorn

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When it comes to shipping knives I get a little nervous, not unlike some of the others around here.
So when it came time to have sheaths made I did some inquiring in my own locale and came across a saddle maker who was willing to make them for me.
As I was not about to ship 5 of my favorite Horton knives anywhere this was, for me, the only way to go. I drove about 30 miniutes to his house, he works out of his garage, droped the knives off and picked them up 3 days later.
LP Streifel is a saddle maker of about 45 years, he is 72, rode bulls professionally for six years and had enough stories to get me way off my normally straight track. He is great and we hit it off imediately.

Here are 4 of the 5.

I asked for extra thick leather stock to go with the '' thick stock theme'' of these knives.

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There's the post I was waitin for. Nice sheaths mang, and a damn fine collection of Hortons. :thumbup::thumbup:
 
Very nice Pepper.:thumbup: It is very cool how he followed the contour of the knives on the outside of the sheaths, not just the welt. Very cool attention to detail.
 
Thanks plucker !

When I picked them up he said he would charge me a little more next time, that he hadn't realized how thick the blades were and that it took quite a bit more work as a result.
I couldn't help but smile, with satisfaction, as he said this. I mean, they really are unique, these Horton knives, and not just to me but to a semi-retired saddle maker too.
He wouldn't accept any more money as he was insistent he stick with his quote. So, I didn't feel bad at all, just more satisfaction, when I dropped some money out of his view, on his work bench as I made my way out.
 
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Thanks plucker !

When I picked them up he said he would charge me a little more next time, that he hadn't realized how thick the blades were and that it took quite a bit more work as a result.
I couldn't help but smile, with satisfaction, as he said this. I mean, they really are unique, these Horton knives, and not just to me but to a semi-retired saddle maker too.
He wouldn't accept any more money as he was insistent he stick with his quote. So, I didn't feel bad at all when I dropped some money, out of his view, on his work bench as I made my way out.



You're all class man! That's how you roll right there folks :thumbup:
 
man those are awesome blades and i to use chuddy bear, but that is some very nice leather. love looks of those hortons!!!
 
Very high quality work. I certainly admire your leather.

And given their origin, perhaps there should be an equine future for you and your Hortons.

I can see it now -- the sun rises over the ridge, just a little bit of fog in the distance, and suddenly ... right out of the fog ... it's Pepper on his trusty steed with his equally trusty Horton(s).

It's a western classic.:thumbup::cool:
 
Very high quality work. I certainly admire your leather.

And given their origin, perhaps there should be an equine future for you and your Hortons.

I can see it now -- the sun rises over the ridge, just a little bit of fog in the distance, and suddenly ... right out of the fog ... it's Pepper on his trusty steed with his equally trusty Horton(s).

It's a western classic.:thumbup::cool:

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It's a funny thing you put forth OP.
I grew up on a farm, the youngest of 4 where we raised alfalfa, wheat, barly and Red Angus cattle. Horses were an integral part of nearly everything we did. So much so my sister and father were both active in the Western rodeo circuit. If we weren't farming, cutting wood for the winter, we heated our home with a wood stove, or putting up fruit for the winter we were at the arena practicing roping, barrels and pole racing or reining.
I was apparently riding a horse before I walked so the story goes.
So it was with great feelings of nostalgia when I walked into the saddle makers shop to have these sheaths made. Smell is the strongest trigger of emotion and was imediately transported back to a place in time where things were simpler.
Today, the farm is gone it is my sister that carries the torch as she and my niece continue to rodeo. Her barn holds most of the tac that we had when I was young. I always ride when we visit her, but it is never enough.

When I see her again, in November, I will bring a Horton knife along on our ride and see what kind of scene unfolds, maybe it will be one of those fog laden mornings common of late fall.
 
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It's a funny thing you put forth OP.
I grew up on a farm, the youngest of 4 where we raised alfalfa, wheat, barly and Red Angus cattle. Horses were an integral part of nearly everything we did. So much so my sister and father were both active in the Western rodeo circuit. If we weren't farming, cutting wood for the winter, we heated our home with a wood stove, or putting up fruit for the winter we were at the arena practicing roping, barrels and pole racing or reining.
I was apparently riding a horse before I walked so the story goes.
So it was with great feelings of nostalgia when I walked into the saddle makers shop to have these sheaths made. Smell is the strongest trigger of emotion and was imediately transported back to a place in time where things were simpler.
Today, the farm is gone it is my sister that carries the torch as she and my niece continue to rodeo. Her barn holds most of the tac that we had when I was young. I always ride when we visit her, but it is never enough.

When I see her again, in November, I will bring a Horton knife along on our ride and see what kind of scene unfolds, maybe it will be one of those fog laden mornings common of late fall.

That would be ... truly awesome.:D:):thumbup:

(Take a pic or two. My young sister rodeo'd in her youth, as well.)
 
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