On Saturday Cap't Ken and crew dropped anchor at Westmoreland State Park.
Its a frightening crew, I'll admit, but thats piracy for you.
After a quick dinner of buccaneer burgers, the crew went off to explore the local environs.
They reached the cliff stairs and descended to the beach below. Yo, ho, ho!
Cap't boy Peter proceded to dig for treasure, Mimi wanted to develop her swarthy tan, and the Capt was content to take off his boots, and dabble his weary feet in the briny bubbles.
Johnny took a run down the beach, unfortunately unrecorded for these purposes.
However, the rest of the salty dogs
posed for glamour shots without the help of John's whiskers or gold teeth.
Maybe not buried, yet the crew found treasure all right, and give thanks to the One Who provided the good times, weather, food and company.
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