Originally Posted by ponyboy
I'd like to see what these "pancake saddles" looked like lol.
Here's my Mom's pancake saddle that I used for years - a Barnsby. I must have put many many hundreds of miles on that saddle.
And the second is my current pancake, a 1977 Passier. I hope to put many more hundred on this one.
And yes, the YELLING! Must be a European thing. The non-stop flow of colorful vocabulary of the Swedish Major Knem. I learned to swear even better than I learned to ride. But I'll say one thing for those guys - I've never forgotten anything they taught me. I may not have liked some of them, but I have thanked them many many times since.
Last year I took some refresher-lessons. Things just weren't working with my body the way I knew they should. At the end of the second lesson, the instructor took me aside and said: "I don't know who taught you to ride, but someone did a very good job. You may be rusty, but it's all in there somewhere, and if they're still alive, you should thank whoever taught you long long ago".
I have thanked them many times. And sometimes I find myself swearing in Swedish...