Louisiana: Bonnie & Clyde Ambush Site and Museum

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I’ve wanted to visit the site of Bonnie and Clyde’s ambush since I was a teenager. Something about their lives resonated with me, maybe because they grew up in a similar area to where I did (Satan’s armpit) and were on the run in places I knew. I understood the desolation and abandonment of this environment, and they found a way to take control of their lives – albeit, by robbing and killing innocent people. They weren’t Robin Hoods.

If you haven’t spent extended time in the southeast, I’d recommend pairing your visit to the Bonnie & Clyde Ambush Museum and ambush site with a drive down the Natchez Trace Parkway; the Old Trace provides valuable context on the history of the region. Search for playlists on Spotify (or use one of mine) with names like “swamp gothic” or “southern gothic” to set the tone – they really hit the spot for Gibsland, Louisiana.

Bonnie & Clyde Ambush Museum

As you approach the ambush location, you first drive through the tiny town of Gibsland, Louisiana. It appears completely stuck in time; I imagine it looks about the same as it did in Bonnie and Clyde’s era. This is where they ate their last meal on May 23, 1934, and the cafe has actually been turned into a museum dedicated to them. You can check out artifacts related to their life of crime (everything except the death car itself, which I saw on display at a casino in Primm, Nevada), then drive the exact route they drove out of town. The drive will take you all the way to a monument commemorating the place where law enforcement crouched in hiding, waiting to shoot up their car as the couple approached.

The man working at the museum when I visited is quite a character, and will regale you with stories of “what really happened”. He has ties to members of Bonnie Parker and Clyde Barrow’s families, and pictures of him with various Barrow relatives prove it. He says before the death car was moved it used to be in a family friend’s garage here in Gibsland, and when he would visit them as a child he’d climb inside and explore. He remembers pieces of flesh and a tooth still lodged inside. Should we take his stories with a grain of salt?

The Last Drive

From the ambush museum I drove the route, which felt a little creepy. I was keenly aware that I was reenacting something that already happened before.

I used the directions listed on Roadside America: “From Gibsland, drive south 2.5 miles on Hwy 154. Turn right to stay on Hwy 154 (If you go straight you’ll be on Hwy 517. If you pass the Springfield Baptist Church you’ve driven too far). Follow Hwy 154 another 5.5 miles. You’ll see the monument on the right.”

As I approached the two monuments on the right, I couldn’t help but imagine what it must have been like to have bullets whizzing at me from the left. I tried to surmise where exactly the officers laid waiting, and where exactly the car might have crashed at 9:15AM. After pulling over to park, I stood at the monuments and turned around to take pictures back towards Gibsland so you can see what the road looked like in the direction the outlaws would have approached from.

Bonnie & Clyde Ambush Site

There are two monuments here. The one in memoriam to Clyde Barrow and Bonnie Parker is shaped like a tombstone, riddled with bullet holes, and heavily graffitied by those who visit to pay their respects. I noticed that people had left coins atop the stone as a token, so I left a few pennies myself. Some might find it sad that it’s come under such disrepair, but I think it pays homage to the outlaws’ style quite nicely.

Next to this is a plaque dedicated to the law enforcement officers and Texas Rangers who took down Bonnie and Clyde that day in 1934. It’s important to the county to make sure Bonnie and Clyde aren’t overly celebrated for their wrongdoings, despite the fantastical and romantic nature of their legend. Many people believe the true heroes are Frank Hamer, Ted Hinton, Robert Alcorn, Henderson Jordan, Prentis Oakley, and B.M. Gault.

I found it poetic that the power line next to the monuments cast a long shadow over them in the shape of a cross; scroll through the gallery to see what I mean.

Bonnie and Clyde are both buried in Dallas, although in separate cemeteries per Bonnie’s mom’s wishes. It’s crazy to think how young they were at the time of their deaths, Bonnie only 23 and Clyde 25 years old, and yet they already lived through so much. What’s your opinion of their story? Do you think outlaw behavior is at all forgivable during the Great Depression in the Deep South? Who do you think you would have been if you lived during this time?

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After the Bonnie & Clyde ambush site, I headed north towards Oklahoma and eventually back west through Kansas to return to Colorado; check out my unusual Kansas road trip itinerary. I spent the night in a Walmart parking lot in Paris, TX, simply because I’d heard of the movie. The road to get there was long, dark, and devoid of people, and one of the famous giant feral hogs of Texas actually waddled across the road as I drove by. At first I forgot feral hogs were a thing, so it was baffling to catch a brief nighttime glimpse of a massive, unidentifiable animal with more visible skin than fur. Be careful out there, road trippers!

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