Oh yea, reminiscing about my saddle today. One of the conchos definitely held me up when I was wearing flimsy shorts and chaps. I was probably only 11.
Slung my right leg over front to slide off and I found myself hanging off the back of my saddle. I had to be fished down by one of the ladies at the ride.
Embarrassed was an understatement.
Good sturdy saddle!