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Posted on: May 11, 2026, 07:00h.
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This past Saturday, downtown Las Vegas held the Helldorado Days Parade, its annual salute the city’s Wild West roots. The only problem? It doesn’t have any.

Las Vegas has always been brilliant at selling fantasies. One of its earliest and most persistent was the idea that it grew from a dusty, gunslinging frontier town — through which cowboys drove cattle and bad guys engaged the law in shootouts.
That’s horse hockey.

By the time the railroad auctioned off the first lots that became Las Vegas in 1905, the classic frontier era was already over. The Wild West peaked between 1865 and 1895.
During those years, Las Vegas was a watering stop on the Old Spanish Trail, a nothing agricultural settlement on land a settler named Octavius Decatur Gass seized from the Southern Paiute.
Nevada had real Wild West towns back then. They included Goldfield, Tonopah and Virginia City (where Mark Twain began his writing career as a reporter for the Territorial Enterprise in 1862.)
But Las Vegas wasn’t one of them. The closest it ever came to Dodge City was Block 16, its red light district where madams ran legally tolerated brothels in the back rooms of a row of saloons from 1906 to 1942.
Selling the Lie
After gambling was re-legalized in 1931, the Las Vegas Chamber of Commerce went shopping for a new personality to sell to tourists. “The Gateway to Boulder Dam” just wasn’t cutting it.
The cowboy mystique was perfect: instantly recognizable, uniquely American, and already mythologized in dime novels and Western movies.

Carnival barker Clyde Zerby ran with the idea when he staged the first Helldorado Days celebration as a pop-up carnival in April 1934, to lure dam workers into town during the Depression. It featured hoochie-coochie dancers, fairground gambling, and kangaroo courts that presided over visitors “arrested” for infractions such as not wearing western gear.
He rustled the name from an earlier Helldorado Days in Tombstone, Arizona. Its name was inspired by a letter written by a frustrated miner to the local paper complaining that, instead of finding “El Dorado” (the place where gold is), he found “Helldorado” (hard labor).
The name wasn’t the only thing rustled by Zerby. According to records from the Las Vegas Elks Lodge, the inaugural Helldorado Days was so successful, he absconded with the profits.
After Zerby’s departure, the Elks took took the reins and turned Helldorado Days into a more family-friendly fundraiser for its new lodge. In their hands, the event grew a parade, a rodeo, and mock shootouts — harkening back to a history that Las Vegas had no genuine claim to.
And it worked. Visitors loved it, while locals loved being famous for something other than a federal dam project and legally tolerated brothels.
More Cowboy Cosplay
By the 1940s, Las Vegas doubled down on the lie.
The Strip’s very first casino resort, El Rancho Vegas, opened in 1941 with a western theme including its Roundup Room dining hall. Five years later, it debuted the Chuck Wagon, Las Vegas’ very first casino-resort buffet.
The Hotel Last Frontier opened in 1942 with steer horns, wagon wheels, and saddles for barstools. Six years later, it added Last Frontier Village, a Western town built from replicas and relocated buildings with no connection to Las Vegas.

Helldorado Days became a national event drawing tens of thousands of visitors. In May 1946, they included 19-year-old Norma Jeane Dougherty, who came to Las Vegas for six weeks to establish residency for a divorce.
Roy Rogers was in town filming Heldorado, a B-movie whose plot climaxed during the celebration. The cowboy star spotted Norma Jeane in the parade crowd and let her ride his horse, Trigger, while he walked alongside them for two blocks. (Following her divorce, Norma Jeane adopted a new name: Marilyn Monroe.)
The pièce de faux‑résistance arrived in May 1951, when the Pioneer Club installed what would become the city’s official mascot to this day — a neon cowboy named Vegas Vic who, every 15 minutes, beckoned visitors into the casino from Fremont Street with a booming “Howdy, Podner!”
Helldorado Days ran as a combined parade and rodeo downtown until 1998. Since its revival for the Las Vegas Centennial in 2005, the parade still falls in May, but the rodeo — now often branded as Las Vegas Days — was moved to November at the CORE Arena adjacent to the Plaza Hotel & Casino.
The myth of Las Vegas’ Wild West past is fun to celebrate. And it gave the city a unique personality before the era of the Rat Pack. It was the first costume Las Vegas ever wore — and like every costume it has tried on since, it was convincing enough to fool most people.
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