Bannack embodies the spirit of the Old West.
The stately Hotel Meade...
The picturesque Masonic Temple...
The melody of weathered wood tones...
The brusque reminders of faded dreams...
Altogether, they blend into a symphony of the past that once was Bannack, Queen of the Gold Camps and Birthplace
of Montana Territory.
Each year thousands upon thousands of people from all over the world come to walk once again its dusty streets, tread
its weathered boardwalks, and experience the past envisioned in its faded glory.
For over a century its skeletons of board and brick have stood silent sentinel to Montana's mining spirit and to the
very origins of Montana itself.
Despite the ravages of nature and man, Bannack has survived with much of its dignity and its raw beauty
intact. It has not been by accident.