50,000 Silver Dollars: Old-School Roadside Attraction in Western Montana

It’s a bar! It’s a gift shop! It’s a restaurant! It’s a casino! But most of all, it’s a roadside tourist attraction!
READ MORE ›It’s a bar! It’s a gift shop! It’s a restaurant! It’s a casino! But most of all, it’s a roadside tourist attraction!
READ MORE ›Visit the tiny town of Manhattan, Mont., The reason is a restaurant: Sir Scott’s Oasis.
READ MORE ›The elk might be easy here in Montana with no, rugged mountains — but as with all things, there are tradeoffs.
READ MORE ›Drummond, Mont.: home of “World Famous Bullshippers” — and great hamburgers!
READ MORE ›Just outside Yellowstone National Park is the amazing Heritage and Research Center (HRC).
READ MORE ›As I stood quietly, wondering what my next move should be, a small flicker of movement caught my eye. When I realized what I was seeing, I was shocked — not 25 yards from where I stood, was a large-antlered bull elk! The thick cover of the area had worked in conjunction with the fact that the bull was laying on his side in a wallow, to effectively mask my quarry from my sight during my stealthy approach. Now, however, fate had turned in my favor!
READ MORE ›After spending most of the next day retrieving the meat of my Arizona bull from the field, Peg and I were ready for a hot shower. I knew that both of us were slightly saddened by the abrupt, early ending to our Arizona trip. After a few days at home spent catching up on some work, both Peg and I were antsy to get back to the high country. Pointing the Ford north, off we went to fill my tag in Montana!
READ MORE ›The buck that jumped the bowstring was an irritation, but also an
inspiration to H.W. (Wilbur) Allen back in the mid-1960s. He realized that a buck’s reflexes could be faster than the arrow he shot at it from his recurve bow. Anyone else would have gone home grumpy, but he went home with an idea. He borrowed a neighbor’s physics textbook and got to work learning about the principles of mechanical advantage and stored energy.
Running off of about 2 hours of sleep and “Little Debbie” Snacks, my dad and I were sneaking our way through the mud, sage, and cactus in search of antelope. Despite all the hunters, we spotted a group of about 10 antelope almost right
away!