Cabine privée dans un ranch d’hôtes isolé. Pêche!

My grandparents Jacqueline and Fredrick Hiller bought the Anchor Ranch in 1950. They had moved to the United States from Germany, he was a neurologist at Northwestern University in Evanston Illinois. Originally they came out to Jackson as 'dudes', and stayed at Trail Creek Ranch. In 1950 they decided to buy their own property where they could be near the mountains and enjoy good fishing. Fredrick passed away in 1953, and Jackie and her two daughters, my mom, (Gabrielle) Putzi and her sister Sylvia, moved out to Wyoming permanently around 1955. At that time, Jackie started running the ranch as a dude ranch, which she continued for the next 20 years. Summer tourists, or dudes as they were called back in the day, came to the ranch for fishing, horseback riding, hiking, climbing and for some it was just coming out to be in the west. After Jackie's passing in 1993, my mom, Putzi and her husband John moved to the ranch. They have lived here ever since, and all of their four daughters have all lived here at some point in time.

I feel incredibly lucky that I get to call the Anchor Ranch my home. It is not many places in the Jackson Hole valley which have remained virtually untouched for 70 years. The corrals, arena and horses are no long here, but the trees I climbed as a young cowgirl in my cowboy boots are. And the creek and the pond still flow as pure and pristine, with cut throat and brook trout, as they always have.