We left Saratoga on Sat. Aug. 10 and arrived in Meeteetse, Wy. late in the afternoon. Meeteetse is a small town (pop. 362), 30 miles south of Cody, Wy. We were told about this area by a friend, Kyle, we met while camped in Saratoga. Meeteetse is known as the place Butch Cassidy was arrested outside the Cowboy Bar which is still open. There is a really neat western museum here as well. There's a fair amount of traffic on Hwy. 20, people heading to Cody and Yellowstone. Meeteetse is what I would say is a cross between a small tourist town and a town devoted to support the many ranches scattered up the Wood and Greybull River valleys. We're here until Sunday when we leave for a campground 3 miles outside the east entrance to Yellowstone. There are no hookups so we'll be depending on our batteries and generator for power and our 100 gallon fresh water tank for a week. This will be our base for exploring Yellowstone and Grand Teton Nat. Parks.
    Before we left Saratoga we drove up to Rawlins for lunch and to tour the Carbon County Museum. We're finding that most towns, no matter how small, have a museum devoted to early days of settlement. The quality of exhibits has been very impressive in all of the museums.

 

Lunch in Rawlins at Cactus Jacks

 

 

We think this must be Cactus Jack

 

 

Really good barbeque!

 

 

Across from the museum was parked a VW flatbed...people can do the strangest things to an automobile!

 

 

Museum

 

 

One of the interesting exhibits were the gun and spurs of Tom Horn. Tom was a well known hired gun involved in the Lincoln County war. I remember the movie of Tom, played by Steve McQueen.

 

 

Downtown Meeteetse

 

 

Inside the Meeteetse western museum

 

 

There are many photographs by a famous western photographer, Charles Belden. He also did many photos for advertisers, this one being the Marlboro Man.

 

 

Here is the grizzly named "Little Wahb", the largest grizzly shot in the lower 48 states.

 

 

 

 

The museum had an antique coffee grinder. There were small bags of coffee beans you were allowed to grind.

 

 

The Greybull River, next to the campground