Anyone ever hear of this brand of saddle made like in the last 20 yrs? I searched and searched online and all I could find was that they seemed to be top notch at the turn of the 20th century (early 1900's) but the founders died off in the 70's and later.
I found a BobKaufman western saddle maker but the Kauffman I'm looking for has 2 ffs.
If I put as much effort into my relationship as I do charging my phone, I'd probably be much better off.
Kauffman's was a tack shop in New York City for years & years.
I don't remember if they had their own brand of saddle.
But to the best of my knowledge the store has been closed for quite some time.
I loved it was cool place.
Kauffman's, Knoud's and Millers were the big three.
I loved Knoud's on Madison Avenue, I think the last time I was there was maybe early to mid 90s? And Miller's was still around in 2002 or 2003 when I went back to riding after a long break, and there is still a tack shop in the same building only now its Manhattan Saddlery.
I bought my first tall boots at Kauffman's and remember the store well! Finding boots there that worked with my skinny calves was a godsend, as my mother had said there was no way we could afford customs, and we were about out of ideas. The off-the-rack Kauffman's boots were still too wide but their cobbler said he could take them in, so that's what we did. I still have those boots, they're in good shape and they still fit - just way too short for these days!
In 1970 my parents and I went to Kauffman's Saddlery in NYC to get a hunt seat saddle. I was just starting riding seriously (not just trail riding.) The salesman tried to fit me in several of the cheaper Borelli's but could not get a good fit. Then he called in an older Mr. Kauffman who finally found an extra-forward Stubben Siegfried that would both fit me and my horse (after calling up my riding teacher.) It was more than double what my parents wanted to spend ($225 instead of $100), but Mr. Kauffman was very diplomatic and managed to convince them that I NEEDED a saddle that fit me.
I rode in this Stubben Siegfried yesterday, almost 44 years after I got it.
I loved Kauffman's in NYC! Daddy bought my tack and riding clothing there for years. In college I actually got to go visit the store to buy things myself instead of through the catalogue. I don't remember if Kauffman's ever had their own line of tack, but the people there and the store were terrific. Anything from that store and those people should be great. But it's been gone for years and years.
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There was a tack shop in Maryland called Kauffman's International until a few years ago. They sold quite interesting things, and their polo section was especially good. I wonder if they were connected in any way to the NYC Kauffman's.
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KAUFFMAN & SONS, AND MILLER'S...what a blast from the past!! I left New York in 1975 and hadn't been to either establishment since 1958. OMG! My Dad used to take me to both saddleries for our jodhpurs, hacking jackets, and boots (I didn't own a horse until 1996 and living in the UK). Wow! This thread has had the same effect on me as that of a long-forgotten but recently-evoked fragrance!
I was wracking my brain trying to recall how the name seemed familiar to me.
When I was a kid, growing up in the Midwest, I never went to NYC. Ever.
Then I recalled my Aunt who rode in her youth (I inherited my first hunt coat from her) got the catalog.
I remember poring over it, page by page when we visited her.
She did business in NYC so must have visited the shop there.
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Kauffman's and Millers. If you didn't find it in one you went out the door and down the street to the other. One had a horse out in front, can't remember which one. Got a great pair of Justin kangaroo hide cowboy boots there.
I suspect that Kauffman's had the saddles made in Walsall, England.
Some riders change their horse, they change their saddle, they change their teacher; they never change themselves.