The party story is fiction remember!!!
There were, let's say, uninhibited partaking of many bevys in many ports during the GODs. Unlikely to happen again sadly. Too many cameras and too many people wanting to curry favor by dobbing people in.
Anyway, I'm retired now. I hereby swear that I was not part of any outrageous party behavior ever. Fingers firmly crossed.
Wasn't it a great era - serious when we needed to be and having fun at other times?

Depraved
 

ANC..Bird house..in the middle of no where..mud and sawdust floor..all at an angle as were the walls due to earthquakes. Walls adorned with clean, soiled and monogramed underwear..then back to the hotel.
First trip 17 days Tokyo...met a former colleague ex chief on the gripper and asked for info..
school bus, large black female driver..asked by new girl..demur public school
"excuse me ma'am what is there to do in Anchorage? "
southern drawl
" well honey in Sommer there's fishing and f##king and in winter there aint no fishing"
Very red faced young lady..apparently not wot they learn at boading school nor the dorms".
Birb house sadly no more as burnt down.

Bird House Tavern, risen from the ashes.

Of course, Chilkoot Charlies has its own reputation

Not familiar with the Bird House but I may have been to the Great Alaskan Bush Company.

We all thank Allah for that.:)

Ahh, good ol' ABC....middle of Alaskan winter , usual ankle deep snow at the doorway , not that much warmer inside , as we kept our jackets on . Had to hand it to those gals on the stage; ; definitely no temperature problems for them . I did wonder what was their secret....

F Station/Humpy's a little more refined .