Friday, June 29, 2012

"Ahoy, me Hearties!"



This year's theme for my annual Olde Tyme Photo is pirates!  Yep, pirates.



My longtime friend and partner in adventure (since 1951 - 3rd grade!) Lar came down here to the former pirate enclave that was coastal Delaware early this morning.  For the past three years now this is how we celebrate Lar's birthday (June 27th), we go for one of those cheesy old time photo tourist shop that dot the summertime seaside resorts of the East Coast.

"I'm a pirate. I'm my own captain."


The temperatures today, even this morning were God awful.  I didn't even look but I think they were hovering around 100 degrees.  Walking around in this heat and humidity I almost feel like I needed an oar and a canoe.


"If ye can't trust a pirate, ye damn well can't trust a merchant either."


I finally finished my three day shift of work at the hotel.  Yes, again I'm working extra days.  I love working at the hotel but I would like to keep it down to two days a week.  An occasional fill in is all right but not every week.  Next week I'm scheduled to go in on Wednesday,  yes the FOURTH, and Thursday.  That should keep me jumping.  I've already informed my manager that that is WHEN I will see him, not a day earlier.


"A pirate is for life, not just for Christmas."


I rarely if ever go to Rehoboth beach in season, it is just TOO crowded and crazy.  Sure, it's summertime and there are a lot of cool  hot bodies (are there ever!) strolling and posing on the boardwalk.  But I prefer to make my boardwalk appearances early in the morning before the heat and traffic descends upon the land.


"If ye thinks he be ready to sail a beauty, ye better be willin' to sink with her."


Lar and I stopped in Dos Locos, a very popular eatery on the main drag of Rehoboth with is named Rehoboth Avenue of all things, imagine that!  A friend of mine works as a hostess host.  I haven't seen him in a long time in the flesh but I do read his blog occasionally which never fails  to entertain with his sardonic wit observations on the many absurdities of life.  Plus, I love seeing people who do their job well and he is one of the best at what he does.  


"There comes a time in most men's lives where they feel the need to raise the Black Flag."


Oh my God, it was so refreshing to get out of the heat and step inside the cool environs of the Dos Locos restaurant.  Our gracious host escorted us to our booth.  I felt the need for a crushed ice Margarita.  My friend ordered an Old Fashion.  I would show you a picture of taking my first suck of my Margarita but I couldn't get the flash to stop on my iPhone.  The iPhone is great in every other aspect but it takes lousy flash photos.  You'll have to imagine me imbibing my south of the border refreshment.  By the way, I got a nice little buzz from it too.  Buzzes are always welcome.  Been awhile since I had a BUZZ.  I don't drink and drive and I don't have anyone else to go out to lunch with (Bill doesn't like to go out) so I rarely get the opportunity like I did today.  Thanks Lar for driving!


"The average man will bristle if you say his father was dishonest, but he will brag a little if he discovers that his great-grandfather was a pirate."


You know, I've done a lot of research in my family history but one thing I've never found is a pirate.  Fancy that.  I have found Indian fighters, hillbillies galore (God did I ever!),  merchants and even a senator and congressional representative.  Baseball players, soldiers (both sides of the Civil War God bless them) and even an actor or two but nary a pirate.  You can bet if I did find a pirate I would not hesitate to brag. 



"I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate, A poet, a pawn and a king; I've been up and down and over and out, And I know one thing; Each time I find myself flat on my face, I pick myself up and get back in the race."


Sometimes I think I have the seafaring blood in me.  I've always had the yearning all my life to "live near the water."  And since I moved to Delaware six years ago I am living "near the water."  And I love it!


"Ye can swab the poop deck, but ye can't poop on the swab deck."


The first Tipton in this county, my sixth great grandfather was Jonathan Tipton.  He immigrated to this country from Port Royale, Jamaica. Doesn't that sound very "piratey?"  He wasn't a pirate as far as I can figure out, he actually made barrel staves for rum barrels.  A hurricane wiped out his business so he made a new beginning and landed in Anne Arundel County (Baltimore) Maryland in the late 1600's.  Why was he in Jamaica?  The best we can figure out he was either an indentured servant at one time or a political refuge who fled England (he was a Royalist who supported King Charles II) when Oliver Cromwell and the Roundheads took over.  Both stories have some credence in the Tipton family history.






I don't want to bore you all with my family history, I'll leave that to my other blog "Tipton Tales and Trails."  But I did want to make the point that at one time one of my Tipton ancestors was on the high seas.  I wondered if he ever encountered any pirates.


"Dead men don't tell tales."






"See you in Davie Jones' Locker."

8 comments:

  1. anne marie in philly9:19 PM

    arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!

    nice frank sinatra song quote there; and a nice shout-out to the cajun (I read his blog too).

    you and lar look like you're having fun!

    PS - got up to 97 here; it's now 9:30p and 91 degrees. bloody hell!

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  2. Hey Anne Marie!

    I was going to do "arrrrrrrgh" but I wasn't sure how to spell it. Yep, we had a good time today and it was good to see the Cajun too. You would like him (and he you) I am sure. Way too hot today though.

    Ron

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  3. Holly9:42 PM

    Love the pirate pics! My oldest son and I became enamored with the POTC movies and never tire of the trivia that we share with each other on the making of the movies. Did you know we had real pirates in the Chesapeake as well? If you ever get a chance to see a performance of Calico Jack, the duo are awesome, not only in their songs but their piraty lore. I'm with you on the beach being too much during the day. We sometimes go down at night, I love the carnival atmosphere there then. And it's cooler.

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    1. Thanks Holly!
      I've always loved the pirate lore. Not the modern pirates but the old time ones back in the 1600's and 1700's. They were some of my favorite movies when I was a kid. I also love the carnival atmosphere of the boardwalk after the heat of the day has died down.

      Ron

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  4. Ron,

    Thanks for the trip, I always look forward to it.

    I had a Bloody Mary, by the way. It's a spicy drink, which helps on a hot day. I don't think I ever had an Old Fashioned in my life; although I may be old fashioned myself anymore. I sent you some photos and yes -- there is one of you sipping your Margarita.

    Lar

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    1. Lar,

      You're very welcome! I'm glad we have this new tradition. We should have started this years ago. Can you imagine the many different photos of characters we would have now? It's always nice to have something to look forward to.

      Stay cool!

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  5. Ron,

    Interesting timing for your 6th Great Grandfather. The very ruthless Pirate Captain Henry Morgan set up his home base in Port Royale in the 1660s and he and his Pirate band pretty much ruled Jamaica from there while they made their various raids. Morgan ran Jamaiaca until around 1685, when he last favor with English support and retired after that. If you 6th Great Grandfather was in Port Royale during those years he probably couldn't have avoided rubbing elbows with Morgan's pirates.

    You wouldn't want to cross Morgan. He and his men had a nasty way to get information out of people they didn't like. They would tie a rope around a man's genitals and then hoist him up by them. Ow!

    Lar

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    1. Lar,

      No doubt my 6th great grandfather Jonathan Tipton and the pirate Henry Morgan probably did "rub elbows." One of the reasons I have been able to so easily research my family history was that Jonathan left Jamaica with a great deal of money! Do you think he got that all from his barrel stave making business? Hmmmmm.

      Ron

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