• Dark Coffee Brown now shipping with lighter pigskin
  • Low profile for crowded places
  • Converts to backpack
  • Removable interior divider
  • 2 exterior pockets for sunglasses and water bottles. 1 for magazines
  • 1 interior pocket for pens and 1 for cell phones
  • 8 exterior D-Rings for lashing
  • Attached interior key clip
  • May cause spontaneous conversations
  • No breakable parts, e.g. zippers, snaps, buttons, etc.
  • Because of natural oils shade may vary
  • Dimensions (approximate size):
    • Adjustable strap length: 34 ½” - 59 ¼”
    • Exterior: 12 ¾” W x 14 ½” H x 4 ¼” D
    • Interior: 12 ½” W x 14” H x 4” D
    • 5.5 lbs

    We use natural Markings Equal Inclusion of Exceptional Imperfection Ornamentation

    "... Saddleback Leather no longer discriminates aganist any cow on the basis of age, appearance, lactose intolerance... if the beast has a natural marking or brand, or whether or not they worship the Divine Bovine."

    Truth is, sometimes beauty is only skin deep... like with cows. Their poetry is notoriously terrible, but man, their hides are nature's art. We don't believe that flawlessness equals beauty. Beauty is when we're able to see someting as it really is.

    This is true with humans too. There are lots of quality people who are really beautiful not in spite of, but because of the masks life has given them.

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    I’ve always held that if one truly believes something, then their actions ought to back it up. When it came to Y2K and how the world was going to come to a screeching halt because of some stupid computer glitch, I didn’t believe it for a second. And not only did I not believe it, but I told everybody that it was ridiculous to worry about it.

    So to back it up, my friend Jake and I took the 4 hour bus ride to welcome in the new millennium at El Zocalo (the main square) in Mexico City with millions of others. And boy howdy did that action backing up my belief ever pay off.

    There were at least 200 mariachis playing, famous singers singing, the President cheering and enough fireworks to erupt a medium sized volcano. While my friends were chewing their fingernails at home in fear, we were laughing and crying and high fiving with 25,000,000 Mexicans. We were packed in so tight I felt like we were riding the last free rush hour ferry across an urban river in India. And there with pickpockets aplenty. I don’t think I’ve ever been in a more crowded place. It was A-W-W-W-W-W-E-S-O-M-E. By the way, that was the virgin journey of my original bag.

    Well, it was that experience that inspired this bag; perfect for squeezing through crowds with the bare essentials, especially when you wear it as a backpack. If you want to forget about what you’re carrying and focus on what you’re experiencing, this is the bag for you.

    Extra funny free Y2K story: My friend, Patrick, was in his paranoid friend’s home, who had stocked up all of his canned goods and water filters so he could drink out of toilets after the disaster, for Y2K. The exact second it turned midnight, Patrick was out at the electrical panel and switched off all the power to his house. Everybody completely freaked out thinking that all the hype was true…until someone said, “Hey, why are all of the neighbors lights still on?”


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