Tuesday, May 15, 2012
Sail of the Don Carlos
A fitting name for a vessel full of sea dogs ready to plunder each and every livin’ being that dare come within a nautical mile of our deck. On the aft deck, the capn’ prepared us for our voyage, with a copy of ol’ redbeard’s Guide to storm petrels, petrels and shearwaters of North America. It be the best book on any one group of birds ever to be written, said he. And so we set sail, tallyin’ seaworthy number o’ loons (7000 pacific ‘uns to be precise) several ‘undred brant and even a parakeet (o’ the sea-farin’ variety), rather fitn’ for a sea voyage. Ensnared by the monstrous one-eyed peeper of none oder‘n the scallywag Charlie Wright. AVAST ME HEARTIES!!! We set port in the nearest diner, where we plundered two oyster burgers and buried their treasure deep in our gullets. From the pre-pelagic:
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Ok now I'm feeling pretty gripped, two birds up on the pikester is a kick in the pants!
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