I 'bout got run out of Gettysburg Nation Monument one night by the Rangers.
I was headed back to work for the summer on a dude ranch in New York.
I had read about Gettysburg for years and stopped off to take a tour.
When I got done roamin' around it was near dark.
Couldn't afford a motel, so went to the back of the park, throwed my saddle on the saddle blanket (on it's side). Throwed my bedroll down there too and used the underside of the saddle for a pillow.
Stuck my Ruger single six between the bedroll and the saddle blanket.
About 3AM, the Rangers showed up and sed I couldn't camp there. I sed I'd git right then. Older Ranger come from the back of my car and sed "You from Wyoming?"
Yuup..
He sed "well I reckon it won't hurt none if you stay here, but you better be gone by daylight."
Yessir, I'll be gone.
Them Rangers come back by at daylight as I was gatherin' up my gear and that Ruger showed up when I rolled up my bedroll. Younger feller sez, "Is that a gun?"
I said "Yup, I was told a feller could git robbed if he got stalled along the Interstate and such so I just kept it handy."
I figgered I was up the crick for sure, but the old feller sed "Keep that thing outta sight, you cain't be havin' a gun in National Parks.
Well I throwed my gear in the car and was set to go. Only problem was, the battery was dead.
Well, them fellers give me a push to get my car started and sent me on my way.
Always kinda favored them Rangers ever since.