Living in a rural area means that truthfully, a lot of my tack shopping is performed over the internet, with packages arriving on a regular schedule from various supplement and supply companies. (I do wonder sometimes what my UPS delivery guy thinks about my shopping habits.)
But nothing beats the experience of going to a real live tack shop in person. My “local” haunt is Stagecoach West. I also made a pilgrimage to the famous Mary’s Tack & Feed of Del Mar, California back in November. From coast to coast, with two different parties shopping alongside, I noticed several facts to be true.
1. We move methodically through the store, aisle by aisle and section by section.
When my mother, who also rides, and I recently rolled up to Stagecoach, we went in the door and without speaking a word both automatically turned right and worked out way along the wall. Mom had never been to Stagecoach before, and yet some unwritten code seemed to guide our movements, perhaps some barely perceptible social cue like how an entire flock of birds seems to know exactly when to take off all at the same time. That’s all we are. A flock of tack-addicted birds.
It doesn’t matter what you came in for — you will check out every aisle. Just in case.
2. We check out everything, regardless of personal choice of discipline.
That includes touching every saddle, idly flipping through every rack of clothing and looking at the latest in show ring fashions for all arenas.
3. We pick up every. single. bit.
It’s not like I don’t understand how a snaffle works by now, but seriously, try walking past the siren song of a wall of bits and NOT pick them all up and flex them back and forth. Because, you know, maybe they changed something this time.
This also applies to rolling every copper roller you can find. It has to be done.
4. We smell things.
Take a step back for a moment and appreciate how REALLY FREAKING WEIRD THIS IS. The only other store where this is remotely acceptable is perhaps a grocery store to assess the ripeness of the fruit. No one walks into JC Penney’s and starts sniffing the sweaters, but equestrians in the tack shop will smell pretty much everything from the leather (OK, I understand why) to the supplements to the shampoo. I get it … I think. It’s still a little weird, but I’m not going to stop.
5. We never come out with only what we came in for.
If you can regularly achieve this feat, you have much stronger willpower than I do. I will go to the oldest defense in the book and say that all the stuff I ended up purchasing on my last tack shop trip was genuinely stuff I did need, but it wasn’t stuff I necessarily remembered that I needed until I saw it hanging on the rack or sitting on the shelf.
Again, refer back to #1 above to explain this phenomenon.
Let’s just embrace it.