Saturday, January 17, 2009

ARRR Swashbucklin' Pirate Adventure

Arr! Ahoy there, Mateys! 'Tis indeed good to be back 'mongst fellow buccaneers in me own waters. We did be havin' a grand voyage an' this be the tale of how the Lowry crew be piratin' in uncharted waters.

T'all did begin at sunrise whilst all ye scurvy infested bilge rats be dreamin' in yer cabins. Me an' me wee maties rose from our quarters, packed up our loot an' stepped aboard our steel ship of the sky. We be feelin' a bit short handed as our Cap'n had set sail the day a'fore us, an' we be anxious to be reunitin' wit' 'im. These here young scallywags took a wee break from swabbin' the deck as we waited for we ship ta' set port.Me first mate slipped in a few minutes o' shut eye a'fore we set sail.T'was me maties' first time aboard a sail-less ship, an' they be enjoyin' every new-fangled contraption on board. Fair winds be wit' us as we be followin' da compass due South - t'ward warm waters. Me lass, she be decidin' it be high time t' keep a rec'rd o' the voyage fer our ship's log, so she be snappin' photos o' the horiz'n from the port hole.
Alas, we finally be droppin' anchor at Pirate's Cove - a true pirate's paradise where we be maroonin' we selves amongst the swag-filled garages, warm water swimmin' holes, movie-machines, shipwrecks, treasure chests, water slides, and brushed elbows wit' pirates o' old who be risin' up from the dregs o' Davy Jone's Locker to be givin' us a wee bit o' entertainment.
We ran inter a bit o' good fortune an' had the place ne'r to we selves - wit' no land-lubber strangers wallowing about in our waters.
The winds be fair, the sun be shinin', the grog be flowin' and the water be fine. We be havin' a grand ol' time swimin' like a group a' sea turtles from swimmin' hole ter swimmin' hole.
We be Cap'n Hook....ARRRR!
Not wantin' ter lose our sea-legs whilst we be marroonin' on dry land, we be exercisin' on this here gianormous teeter-totter. The cap'n an' his lass...
Me an' me wee one be flyin' high.
'Course, there be a code ya' got ter follow...
'else ye be endin' up in the brig...Where ye be wastin' away like this sorry sailor.
Me wee Lassie here be experimentin' wit' snappin' photo's o' herself wit' my new fangled camera. She sure be a looker, eh?


The crew be loungin' around, enjoyin' the feelin' o' sunshine on their faces.

Smelly, one-eyed, bandana-headed pirates sure have a way o' charmin' the ladies.


Arrrrrrr!







Avast! We must be interruptin' the playin' with a bit o' grub in the galley. This here young sailor saw fit ta' be eatin' in his skivvies.

Many a treasure be awaitin' our crew.
An' the garages be filled with steel ships fer the takin!






T'was indeed a grand adventure. Now, quit loiterin' aroud this here blog an' get swabbin' the deck, ye lilly-livered, scurvy smelling, bilge rats!


ARRRRRR!

4 comments:

Nan and Ryan said...

Holy cow, that looks like an awesome vacation! I am jealous.

Shmacque said...

Where is this!! It looks like you guys had a blast. Also I had no idea you spoke fluent Pirate!! Amazing!!

Anonymous said...

Amazing! That looks like so much fun. Way to go Ben! the perks of a sweet job.
The in door pools look awesome. I can't believe some people have so much money that they can build this kind of thing.

Nice special touch with the music.

Camie said...

Hope you do not mind me taking a peek at your blog :). What an incredible adventure! I love the pirate language as well! So impressive. The pictures are amazing!

Camie (Addie & Brigs Mom :) )

P.S. We have a private blog as well, just send me your email and I can send you an invite (camiesund@gmail.com)