Diamond in the rough

Visited RYC during my mental health day last week after visiting Sparkys. Club looks kinda sketchy outside, so I wasn't sure what I'd find inside. Turned out the interior wasn't much better. Found out later the building used to be a biker bar/hangout. I walked in - there was a window to pay on the left, but no one was there so I walked on into the main club area. There was a bar in the corner on the right and another along the wall to my left which was not open. The club itself is basically one large room, with a patio area on the left, where you go to drink. Private dance area (I learned later) was in the back right corner of the room, in full view of the main floor. There was a pole in the corner, but I never saw anyone use it. The rest if the main area is filled with 3 pool tables. Bathrooms were located in the back left corner across from the Private dance corner. Bathroom was a mess - coins in the urinal, stall out of order, no hot water and no paper towels at the sink.

But in spite of the facilities, I had a good time at RYC. The legendary Misty from DHP was running the bar! She remembered me from my infrequent visits to DHP and welcomed me like an old friend. There were about 7 other patrons in the club - they all seemed like regulars and were very friendly. Club kinda reminded me of a Southern redneck version of Cheers...

There were only two dancers working this day. Both were older and white. I got dances from both - each charged $20 per song and allowed liberal contact. They were very creative with what they could do in spite of the visibility of the private area (i.e grinding, stick shifting, occasional kitty flashes, etc).