Jacky Tar

As we rumbled along in the carriage, an the ladies flashed their collection o' knifes, I found me self wishin' I had collected these as well.

Nates offer o' chivalry went unheeded by the ladies. I believe they were more than capable of holdin' their own in a fight. I suspect, Nate knew it as well.

I spoke t' no one in particular, an said, "This is a dinner in a respectable home of a man whom will take delivery o' the cargo we be carryin'. He trades smartly, but fairly. He is also the older brother o' the man who is in command o' the fort, which over looks this port."

As the carriage driver prepared t' stop at the home o' Senor Navarro, I said, "I expect that each o' ye will be on yer best behavior, an graciously accept the hospitality of our host." I scanned the faces o' me companions. "I want t' remain in this man's good graces an sail out o' this port creatin' as little wake as possible, when we leave."

I thought I saw Nate blush, as he sized up the ladies.

"Aye, the ladies do know how t' accessorize, but me thinks they'll have surrender the cutlasses" I paused, "But doesn't mean ye can't carry a small knife on yer persons. We can leave the swords here an pick 'em up later."

I wasn't sure they'd give 'em up wit' out a fight; I was glad when they did.

"I believe our carriage is here!"

Fer those o' us who need a reality check...

(Jacky drops the keyboard t' laugh at himself).

On Line by Brad Paisley

http://youtube.com/watch?v=7GcVnhNjWV0

Nate was shiverin' in his wet clothes. I whispered t' the attendant a request, an placed some coins in his hand, he smiled an left the room. As I was tying back me hair, the lad returned wit' some dry clothes, a pair o' stockings and a pair o' straight lasted shoes.

"Folks leave bits o' kit here all the time." I proclaimed t' Nate.

I had told the young boy t' get Nate out the wet rags, he called clothes.

I addressed Nate, again, "If the clothes fit their yers t' keep. If ye want t' retrieve yer wet things later, after they dry, that can be arranged."

"I trust the lad will see t' yer needs. I'll check on the ladies progress." I turned t' leave an find the rest of our dinner party.

Cat(herine the Great)

an autocrat...

If work or other unscheduled activities don't scuttle me plans, I'll be in Ojai t' seek out some of ye pubbers.

Lookin' forward t' meetin' a few of ye.

I spied Nate in a tub, which meant that Red Cat had no doubt come ashore. I nodded t' Nate an stood t' take a towel, an get that shave.

"Nate finish up, if yer joinin' us fer dinner." He looked around, an I said t' him, "Aye, I'm talking t' ye." I shook me head an went wit' the attendant fer that shave.

Spiders

(They're webers!)

One sign said, 'Hombres' an the other 'Señoras'. Despite Ransoms protests we had t' separate fer a bit.

"First they'll sweat ye, 'fore they wash ye down. The massage is optional, but ye may find it relaxin'."

"I'll be here when yer done," I said.

We had docked the jolly boat at the Navarro pier this time, which seemed t' garner us some attention from the locals. But I assured Ransom this was the safest course o' action t' take.

"The bath house is not far from here, we best be on our way." I led Ransom down a few side streets, where we found the bath house I had promised.

The late afternoon breezes would blow us back t' port, so we stowed the oars an set the sails.

I wondered if it would be deja vu all over again this trip; thankfully, there would be no armed greetin' party waitin' fer us on this trip.

"Me thinks there may still be enough time fer that bath." I slipped the dress in t' a haversack an tossed it t' Ransom. I placed my things in another haversack, an slung it over one shoulder.

I gave Ransom a wot me look, an said, "Had t' untie the long boat we've been towin'! Ye'd didn't think we were goin' t' drag that thing back in t' port, did ye?"

Ransom squinted, an said, "Right..."

"She liked the frock so much she's speechless." I muttered. "When she does snap out o' it, an finds we left her on yer ship, wot then?"

Was that a rollin' head I just saw go by? Don't move Rusty, thankfully we can fix wot gets broke on the pub, I'll fetch yer head.

I tried t' assume an almost apologetic look, when I turned t' Africa. But wit' the look on his face an recallin' the dress in question, it was all I could do not t' break in t' fits o' laughter.

I looked at the smirk on Ransom's face, then Red Cat's placid face, I quickly realized the Cat had no idea wot was 'bout t' happen. I mumbled, "I think I left somethin' in the boat."

Smell

Why do ye suppose they call it that? Looks significant the way Sir William stacks it.

Wit' the long boat in tow, we headed fer the Rakehell. I began t' wonder if we'd make it t' dinner.

"Aye, a nice little breeze an she tacks sweetly, even wit' the extra baggage." Wit' that last remark I glanced at the Cat. She crossed her arms, gave a grunt an turned her back t' me. This made Ransom chuckle which was enough t' make me laugh as well.

"I meant the long boat, Red Cat." But she was already fumin' about us not lettin' her finish wit' Roberts; he seemed glad t' see her depart fer once.

Doesn't matter how girlie it be, Herself will still be carryin' a sword!

But when she puts wind in the sails, she's bound t' turn heads.

'Fore the Cat had a chance t' jawbone Roberts, I pulled him aside, "We've been given permission t' dock in the mornin'. We'll be dockin' at the pier o' the Navarro family; we're flyin' their colors now." I pointed t' the pennant overhead. "Stones knows the port an Dillard can help ye dock the Relentless."

"Ransom an I will be joinin' Raphael Navarro fer dinner this evenin'. We'll meet ye at the docks in the mornin', as we'll be staying wit' our host t'night."

"I trust after we deliver our cargo, the lads be needin' a little shore leave. I will be aboard t' give those orders."

I excused me self, an left t' fetch a few bits o' kit an sundry items, from me cabin.

When I returned t' the main deck I looked over at Red Cat, "If yer comin' wit' us, ye better get back in that boat." I pointed t' the jolly boat.

Red CAt runs up with her cup...OOh JAcky!! * grin * reeally?

Aye, Red CAt this would not be yer first free drink, an I doubt it will be yer last.

Ray a brandy fer the CAt, an a round fer Helios.

Patrick is too modest. I've never been t' PIP, but I've learned a bit, just by readin' how he prepares fer the event.

I think everyone's attempt t' make the camps more authentic is very educational.

Evenin' Lily, I see the wizards o' bacon hav struck, again.

I was wonderin' if William had any fruit pies in the larder?

Helios, a pirate far from home, says ye. We'd be more than happy t' swap stories wit' ye lad, when ever ye hav the chance.

Might even break tradition here an offer ye the first drink.

I sniffed me coat, "Aye, a coat an shirt trade is order, fer me as well as that bath."

I chuckled, "As far as the dress goes luv, I'm sure ye'd look better in it than me. I'll fetch it an a few other things, after I've had a word wit' Roberts."

Everyone could see the conversation t'ween Roberts an Red Cat was beginnin' t' heat up.

Duck

(These are fowl jokes...)