THE DIVES

Been here since 1907. Saddles for bar stools. Bullet holes in the ceiling. The kind of place where the bartender knows your drink before you order it.

Population 1,000. This bar is the town. Pool table, jukebox, and conversations with people who actually live here. No pretense. No tourists.

At 10,152 feet, this might be the highest bar you'll ever drink in. Old mining town. Older bar. Stories on every wall.

Cowboys and college kids. Cheap beer and cheaper pool. The kind of place where everyone ends up at 2am.

Railroad workers built this town. This bar kept them sane. Still does. Cash only. No complaints.

Silver dollar bar top. Taxidermy everywhere. Tourist trap that somehow still feels authentic. Good whiskey selection.

Base of Beartooth Pass. Every rider stops here. Burgers, beer, and stories about the road you just rode or are about to ride.

Cheap beer. Loud music. Pool tables. The kind of place where you make friends you won't remember meeting.

Butte has more bars per capita than anywhere in America. This one's been here since 1902. That should tell you something.