The Wood Working Olympics

This may not be of any interest to anyone but me, but as someone who's spent almost all of her horse life living out of her horse trailer or beat up tack trunks in front of rented stalls, this is a highlight.

We knew when we moved here that the workshop/tack room had potential, but like things happen, it fell pretty far down the list of priorities...and nine years later... I wish I'd taken some pictures of "the hole" before we started.

It did have a concrete floor. Sort of. The concrete had been poured by hand years ago and was rough and sloped as this part of the barn was then used for hogs. It fell below grade, water ran through it, tack molded. If you left the doors open to ventilate, the stupid Adventure Chickens came in and threw wild parties. The ceiling sagged, the lights didn't work, you get the picture.



New concrete. New ceiling. New/checked wiring. New insulation. New lights. New paneling. Saint Tim did all that with some help from 20's Uncle John. I did some of the trim work, stained, varnished, complained about the heat, sweating, being thirsty... ;-)



I also designed and built two free standing saddle racks and a whip holder.



Four wall mounted saddle racks.



I had to be talked into this bareback pad and Miss G was right - it's awesome :-).



A bridle rack.



Got carried away and built a rolling tack cleaning cabinet thingy.



These tack hooks have been with me for years. Two work well for cleaning harness.



And finished off (for now ;-) with a cooler/blanket rack. That's supposed to be Handy on this end and Hickory is on the other.



The Trunk Fantastic. This was a neat project. John designed it from looking at several examples on the internet and some input from me. As best I could tell, he did it all in his head. Even the maths. With fractions. He let me hang out and "help" and taught me all sorts of neat wood working tricks that I wished I'd known before I hacked my way through the above projects.



Regardless, I love my tack room :-D.