Since 1901, Hotel St. Michael has had a front-row seat to Prescott history—fires, fortunes, legends and more than a few wild nights. A room upstairs, a drink downstairs and Whiskey Row out front. Come and go as you please. Stay a little longer than you meant to. Take it as it comes. Hotel St. Michael … as wild and free as ever.
National Register of Historic Places
Long before there was a Prescott or a Whiskey Row, this was Yavapai country, home to the “People of the Sun.” Then came gold. Prospectors poured into the Bradshaw Mountains, Prescott became the capital of the Arizona Territory, and a frontier town took shape around the courthouse plaza. By the late 1860s, more than forty saloons crowded Whiskey Row, where miners, ranchers, politicians, lawmen and outlaws came to drink, gamble and chase their fortunes. Faro ruled the tables, gold dust changed hands, and Doc Holliday and the Earp brothers walked these streets before Tombstone made them legends.
Our story began here, on the corner of Montezuma and Gurley, in 1868, with the Diana Saloon. The Diana gave way to the Hotel Burke in 1891, proudly promoted as “the only fire-proof hotel in Arizona.” Nine years later, the Great Fire of 1900 swept across Whiskey Row and proved otherwise. Hotel St. Michael rose from the ashes in 1901 and has stood on this corner ever since.
Join us as Hotel St. Michael celebrates its 125th anniversary.



