So if you’ve been following my blog for the past few weeks, you’ve heard me share some of my adventures from my recent cruise to Alaska. What you did not get a taste of in those previous posts, was the, let’s call it the more colorful side of our shore excursions.
Oh, I know there was the photo of me kicking up my heels on stage in a way too short can-can number at the Days of ’98 show in Skagway, but that was nothing my friends, compared to some of the other “activities” I participated in. Read on if you dare.
As the title of this post suggests, there was a wee bit ‘o beer drinking pert near every day. Suffice it to say, I love a good frosty brew. And where might this beer drinking be happening you ask? I’ll tell you. At some of Alaska’s most famous, or perhaps it’s infamous, saloons.
I’m talking, of course, about the Red Dog Saloon in Juneau, Alaska
and the Red Onion Saloon in Skagway, Alaska.
Oh, there’s a reason why there’s “red” in the title. Ever heard of the red light district?
That’s right, every good old westen cowboy and mining town had one and I got to explore, up close and personal, one of “those” establishments.
Let’s start with my beer drinking visit to the Red Dog. The Red Dog Saloon originated during Juneau’s mining heyday, providing dancing and “enternainment.” In the early days “Ragtime Hattie,” played the piano in her white gloves and silver dollar halter top. Use your imagination and conjure up a picture of that beauty if you will.
During the territorial days, Gordie Kanouse would meet tour boats on his mule, wearing a sign that said, “Follow my ass to the Red Dog Saloon.” Had I been around in those days, I probably would have followed.
Here’s what the Red Dog looks like today
and here’s an idea of what types of refreshment you can order from the menu.
That’s right, you can get “shit” to fit any budget and a Duck Fart is the saloon favorite along with savory eats, such as: Klondike ribs, Motherlode burger, Iditarod Dip, Ninilchik wrap and The Nunivak, an Alaskan reindeer sausage topped with grilled onions on a sourdough Hoagie roll.
What you don’t see from my photos, is how many tables are crammed together around a miniscule stage where locals sing, tell tall tales and share some of Juneau’s mining day history. You can’t help but make friends with everybody since you’re basically at one big smushed together table.
Oh, and the sawdust on the floor. You don’t see that in these pictures either.
Okay, now on to the Red Onion. I’m not really sure why the “onion” part of the title is there, but there is no doubt about the “red” portion. After lunching on some good old fashioned comfort food (hamburgers and fries) and chasing it down with – that’s right – a dark ale, my sweetie pie and I paid our fee and ventured upstairs for the brothel tour. It should be noted that my husband was not keen on taking the tour until our waitress persuaded him.
Before we take a look at the photos, I think it’s important for ya’ll to know how this “getting upstairs” process used to work. You see, if a gentleman wanted to spend some time – and by time I mean 15 minutes – with a “lady,” he put in his request with the barkeep downstairs. Behind the bar was a case displaying cloth dolls with varying hair colors, much like these pictures hanging over the bar today.
The customer could request a specific girl/doll, a girl with a specific hair color, or, depending on the urgency of his need, any girl available. If the dolls in the case were standing up, the matching girl was available for “visitors.” If the desired doll was laying down . . . well . . . you get the picture.
When the gentleman’s 15 minutes was up, the upstairs “bouncer,” would enter the room, demand payment for another 15 minutes, or boot his ass out the door. When a “lady,” was finished with her customer, she’d drop the payment – in this case gold nuggets – down a copper tube. The barkeep downstairs would hear the rattling in the pipes, count the gold that fell through the tube into his waiting box behind the bar, then stand the doll back up, thus making her once again available. If the gentleman had short-changed the girl for his 15 minutes, he was stopped by another “bouncer,” at the bottom of the stairs from whence he has just descended. Pretty cool system right?
So let’s head upstairs, cuz I know this is what you’ve all been waiting for.
On our tour we got to see one of the holes in the floor where the girls dropped the gold nuggets in addition to some other really, kind of cool, things. I didn’t get a good picture of the hole in the floor, but here is a photo of what all of the walls and the ceilings upstairs looked like. Yes, those are “hot wires,” that provided electric lighting. I don’t know about you, but I probably wouldn’t put paper on my ceiling and then lay hot wires across it, but that’s just me.
Here’s the hallway separating three rooms on one side and three rooms on the other.
While not the original, here is a photo of the replicas of what the available dolls would have looked like. These dolls have china heads; the original dolls were cloth with yarn hair, which was ripped off and replaced with a different color, one appropriate to the new girl’s hair color (how thrifty). You see girls would come and go faster than gold nuggets so it was important to have interchangeable hair color for whatever new girl might come through the doors looking for “work.”
Here’s a “working girl’s” room (believe me this bed was barely big enough for a Barbie doll). There were about 8 of us on the tour and only half of us could be in this room at one time.
Here’s the “madam’s” room, complete with a much bigger, almost a twin-sized, bed. Notice the fancier wallpaper and bedspread. Whether or not she owned furs was anybody’s guess.
Oh, and here are photos of some “lovely” garments worn by the “dolls.” This first one is pretty sexy, huh?
So there you have it my friends, my adventures into the “colorful” history of Alaska. What did you think of the tour? But more importantly, what do you think of the “doll” system? Don’t be bashful, he was a dwarf. Tell me what you think. Would you have taken the brothel tour? Do you enjoy a good glass of beer?
As always, thanks for visiting today. I look foward to your comments.
Fun fact about me: This is not the first brothel tour I’ve taken.
Word of the Day: Lidar.
Original post by Jansen Schmidt, November 2014. Unless otherwise stated, original photos by P. Rickrode.
I love fascinating, colorful history like that – and I totally would have taken the brothel tour. Thanks for sharing your vacation with us!
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The Red Onion was indeed fascinating. There were so many little tidbits of information shared by the docent that I wish I would have had a tape recorder to remember them all. It was very interesting being a working girl back in the day.
Thanks for visiting. I’m glad you enjoyed the virtual tour.
Patricia
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Hmmm – “not the first brothel tour”, huh? What we are learning about you, girl! Thanks for taking us along on your fabulous cruise and for posting all those photos that really made me feel like I was there. I’ve been lurking through all your posts and had to stop by to say what a good time it has been! (I like a tasty cool brew too … and have a son who is a brewmaster 🙂 , so there’s always beer around, if you happen to drop in.) I loved everything about your trip … except those weird dolls … they seemed bizarre! What did you think? Welcome home!
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So what are you learning about me Patricia? That I’m curious? Full of adventure? Hmmmm.
And you know I will certainly take you up on the cold brew offer any time I happen to be near you, which I’m going to have to start working on. If I can’t go on your trip to France, I’ll find some other way to hook up. Maybe fate will play a hand. Or we’ll have a chance to meet at an RWA conference. Who knows?
Thanks for visiting. I’m so glad you enjoyed the virtual Alaskan cruise. I didn’t make a post about the day we spent at Endicott Fjord, but I have some absolutely amazing footage of the glacier.
Take care and have a good week!
Patricia
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We stopped in The Red Onion but did not have time for the tour. 😦 Now I really want to go back for all the things I missed!
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Jennette, you do have to go back. Alaska has so many wonderful things to offer, not just the brothel tour. I hope you get to visit again. I sure hope I do.
Thanks for stopping by. Have a wonderful week.
Patricia
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Hi, Patricia.
If you ever get tired of your current day job, you’d make a stupendous tour guide. Seriously, you have an eye and an ear for the details that make places stick in our memories.
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Tour guide hmm? Well . . . there just might be something close to that in my future. Or not. We’ll have to see. Stay tuned.
Thanks for visiting and enjoying the virtual tour.
Patricia
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You are painting an awesome picture of Alaska. That liquor menu is funny. I think i need at least some of the cheap stuff to understand the definition of lidar. 🙂
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Well I’m glad I’m doing the great state of Alaska justice. It was an amazing place to visit that’s for sure.
I’m not sure if drinking will help with comprehension, but I say give it a whirl.
Thanks for visiting today. Have a great weekend!
Patricia
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