Fergie's Pizza, Plentywood, Montana, USA - a hidden treasure

There are not a lot of places left on this planet like Tom Ferguson's (Fergie's) establishment. "Down home" hospitality and great food at a fair price. If you are passing through Plentywood, Montana stop by and let Fergie( a former rodeo bull rider and calf roper weighing all of 117 pounds) pour you a cold one and cook you up one of his amazing pizzas.There is usually also always a group interesting local characters( Fergie and his rodeo/ice fishing /drinking buddies) sitting around the bar to "chew the fat" with. The world desrves/needs to know about this "hidden tresure".Not just for the actual pizza but the entire atmosphere. Unlike all the other sterile mondane corporate pizza chains Fergie's it feels like you've been invited into his home. Where else can you get a Cheesburger, BLT, Hamburger Delux or Chicken Fajita pizza(you heard me). Or the grand daddy of all pizzas the "Fat Fergie".You can wash all this good chow down with a $2.25 bottle of cold brew.Does it get any better than this !!!!!

We're going to look at having an anual Fergie's Pizza Day in Plentywood . Some good music, idle banter( allso known as BS) and of course Fergie's pizza washed down with cold beer/coke. Stay tuned.

This one of a kind "what you see is what you get" old cowboy is a unique character that you have to meet too really appreciate.
WE LOVE YOU FERGIE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Location - 114 Main Street, Plentywood Montana, USA,59254.
Telephone: 406-765-1744. Fergie's cel - 406-765-7519

48°46′34″N 104°33′32″W( (48.776134, -104.558856) .

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120 mlies south of Regina Saskatchewan Canada or135 miles north of Glendive Montana (#94 Interstate Highway) or160 miles north west of Minot North Dakota.

WHILE IN PLENTWOOD THERE ARE NUMEROUS OTHER INTERESTING SALOONS AND SUPPER CLUBS( John's, Cassidy's, Blue Moon,Gold Dollar) IN CLOSE VICINITY OF FERGIE'S YOU CAN VISIT.
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Fergie's is also the official headquarters of the PLENTYWOOD MONTANA BEEF BEER AND BANTER BUG SHOW CLUB - PILE OF BONES(Regina, Saskatchewan's old name) CHAPTER
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Plentywood history as told be the locals:
At the site of present-day Plentywood, Sitting Bull and his Sioux people surrendered to the U. S. Army after living in Canada for five years. The Outlaw Trail crossed into Canada north of Plentywood. Rustlers moved their stolen cattle and horses along this passage across the border. Butch Cassidy named the trail and established a rest station in the Big Muddy Valley, west of Plentywood. At the turn of the century, the gulches around Plentywood harbored every manner of outlaw. This area was 'the Old West' legend.

Plentywood, Montana(population 2016) began when a cattlemen coming across the state met some riders coming from the opposite direction. The cattle outfit needed water and a place to set up camp. They were told to keep going for a bit until they would find “plenty wood” where timber grew alongside the bank of a creek. The cattlemen pressed on and set up camp in what was eventually called Plentywood.The town was made official in 1909 when the railroad arrived.
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Plentywood history according to by Dr. R. Pottato ( known his former life as Dick Cornish) :
In the late 1800's as the geopolitical turmoil of the old west focused itself on the still frontier heavy Montana/Dakotas/Wyoming plateau and couteau areas, the US government began to plan for an extension of their powers in a border region that was still very much in dispute. Custer and Sitting Bull are propaganda tools that are used to paint over the real tension in the political regions as they were beginning to be populated by a rough and ready element to whom succession meant shooting your boss. The tension was not between Indians and Cowboys but between settlers and the US government. Anyone who gets their history from anywhere but Wikipedia and the end of Sandy's cattle prod knows that the Calvary was sent on the pretense of putting down a usually friendly and cogent leadership in the Indian Nations. There real intent was the first shock and awe campaign as early settlers got to see close up what is was like to oppose the US military might. As you know this did not go off without a hitch as the locals, who where friendly with Sitting Bull and the boys, got to see the home team run out to an early season victory against Custer who believed in a 4 downs and a cloud of dust kind of military advance. In their first game in the BIGS Sitting Bull lead by upcoming brave Ug Flootay Irongrid unveiled the first generation of the rudimentary "run and shoot" offence. This is where the football term 'massacre' was originally coined for a team that is 'outgunned' in every aspect of the game.

Once the home team handed ARMY their first big loss the stratagems' at headquarters decided it was the difficult road trip that has created the imbalance. Therefore, they decide to send the boys out early for the next game and prepare. SO.... prior to their next engagement the ARMY team sent up the boys early before they met with the impressive Oglala Sioux team. Coincidentally they set up camp at a site close to the strategic Canadian border and also in the midst of the potentially rebellious settlers who were still rumbling about succession from the union.Once encamped in the middle of the outlaw trail and a major trading trail, America's team of young muscular sweaty teenagers and 20 something's were on display for all to see. Their 'long guns"in particular and their cannons made an impression on the locals and male and female both. The locals were forced to continue to work for a living with ranchers spending long hard days in the saddle away from home while at the local settlement where the US National Team was encamped, the local women went about their days in desperate and lonely toil within sight of the potential political enemy at all times.

As it closed toward the end of 1880 with Sitting Bull still coy about a venue for a rematch the locals took the ARMY's inaction as a sign of prolonged weakness and began a training camp of their own in the hills on the other side of the border, where all of the able bodied men were in camp of their own for six months. Unfortunately the mounted division in Montana got wind of the potential revolutionaries activities and were preparing to go meet them for a surprise away game. One of the local militia leaders families (whose head was Theodore Lingust know local as The COLONEL) heard the jingling of spurs as the ARMY saddled up to ride for the first time in 4 years and meet the traitorous Prairie Militia. They sent their son to ride across the border with the few remaining men to warn our upstart heroes, and they sent their daughter to the ARMY to attempt to mislead them. The locals waited through the evening and all of the night for the ARMY juggernaut to reach the settlement on their way to confront the local men folk in Canada, but the military advance never arrived. At daybreak two of the toughest ranch women went toward the enemy camp which was eerily quiet. As they approached they found the daughter, Constance, lying exhausted and near death in the middle of the trail. Constance was unable to speak but she slowly faded away with a smile upon her face as the ranch wives assured her she had saved their men folk. Although they never knew how she stopped the advance of the ARMY fighting machine they named the settlement in her honor. Although they did not understand the reference at first, they christened the newly saved settlement with her last communication which she wrote in the dust. With her last earthly act Constance drew an arrow pointing toward the enemy encampment with two words beside it................ And so to this day the town is still referred to as Plenty Wood.

Although not official history, local rumour has it that by the time the militia made its way back across the border there were some very cordial relationships between ARMY and the ranchers wives. And the settlement was bolstered by a large population boom the following spring. The revolution never amounted to anything and Plenty Wood stayed in the union and is still an example of old west hospitality and has some of the friendliest woman on the planet.
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Plentywood story as told by Steve French

I think that to understand the full attraction that Plentywood holds need to look at history of the village itself. Plentywood was settled in the late 1900's by a group of sexually repressed and frustrated Scandanavians. At the time the Sioux Indians were still roaming the area, their charismatic leaders Chief Whatabigone and his companion Chokesondick were raiding the local settlements and attempting to persuade the locals to adopt their hedonistic way of life. Chief Whatabigone was concerned about the sightings of half human - half equine and half human - half bovine monstrosities which appeared in the area after the arrival of the pale faces. Strictly adhering to the church's prohibition on Onanism these single lonely men did not extend these limitations to the livestock. After befriending the locals, Chief Whatabigone found that the men of the settlement were suffering from an unusual affliction - "White Man's Droop" - when confronted with lovely and nubile women.We have many instances of how modern medicine has appropriated native healing methods, and in this historical incident we can find how a simple herb became a much needed panacea for the "limp willies" of the settlers. When other pioneer towns were busy erecting monuments, the men of Plentywood were busy with monumental erections! Neighbouring settlements were erecting "tent cities" to accommodate the land rush, whilst Plentywood men were sporting ubiquitous "pant tents". Could this century old secret be drawing modern day men of the north to make the journey south? It is all just conjecture at this point. With the charged homoerotic atmosphere of the rugby change room and the constant influx of muscular young men, we will probably never know to what extent these compulsive travels to the mysterious town of Plentwood affect the heterosexual urges of these old geezers. At any rate , their wives seem to have no objections to their going and the livestock at the Exhibition grounds are heaving a sigh of relief.