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With Corona behind us, tis finally time to look forward to another great Ojai Pirate Fest. Can't wait to see old Pyracy friends and meet som new ones as well!

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Do they have camp sites there for just anyone?

Yes they do. But as a PRP applicant you can camp at the PRP encampment. There is an area for non period tents there. Also this place has showers!

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I too, shall attend. Hope to meet the ones I didn't meet in Corona, and once more see the ones I did! ?

BB

Capt. William Bones

Then he rapped on the door with a bit of stick like a handspike that he carried, and when my father appeared, called roughly for a glass of rum. This, when it was brought to him, he drank slowly, like a connoisseur, lingering on the taste, and still looking about him at the cliffs and up at our signboard.

"This is a handy cove," says he, at length; " and a pleasant sittyated grog-shop. Much company, mate?"

My father told him no, very little company, the more was the pity.

"Well, then," said he, "this is the berth for me."

Proprietor of Flags of Fortune.

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I'll be doin' the narration fer the play PRP does on both days (as well at the Tall Ships Festival prior to this event), an' maybe playin' with Mallory and McCall if the heat doesn't kill me.

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I'll be performing on stage with New Providence and maybe the Tryal of Anne Bonney & Mary Read as Anne Bonney. Looking forward to seeing all you scalywags! :)

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Aw barnacles! I guess I won't be there after all! I wasn't sure of the dates of the faire (no one mentioned it), and I thought the thing was sooner than it is! I'll be in the Bahamas working (never thought I'd say that in my life). Have a great time mates, and hoist a jack o' grog fer me.

Rummy, remember me to the ladies. BB

Capt. William Bones

Then he rapped on the door with a bit of stick like a handspike that he carried, and when my father appeared, called roughly for a glass of rum. This, when it was brought to him, he drank slowly, like a connoisseur, lingering on the taste, and still looking about him at the cliffs and up at our signboard.

"This is a handy cove," says he, at length; " and a pleasant sittyated grog-shop. Much company, mate?"

My father told him no, very little company, the more was the pity.

"Well, then," said he, "this is the berth for me."

Proprietor of Flags of Fortune.

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