Adventure Cyclist, Speaker, Photographer, Writer
Posted by Peter Gostelow on Nov 16, 2013 in | 1 comment
This is true – when I was in Gambia, W. Africa in the Peace Corps some of us volunteers would frquneet this one bar in the capitol when we pulled out of the bush for a few days of R&R. This place was not frquneeted by tourists. There was this small group of rough looking characters with dred locks and unusual attire that always kept to themselves sort of in the back of the place. One night they all got roaring drunk and started singing that old pirate song – yo ho ho and a bottle of rum, 15 men on a dead man’s chest, etc. Nobody seemed to know anything about them and the locals avoided talking about them. I presume they were just some street thugs but I will never forget them singing that song.To the point of the blog entry, the fact that thugs ply the sea in this manner should not be surprising. Why not? They do it on land all the time. Like any gangsters, they probably hide their weapons aboard the mother ship and pretend to be fisherman. Piracy on the high seas has never ended, it just hasn’t gotten any headlines for a few hundred years. Carribean pirates are notoriously blood thirsty. They don’t fly the skull and cross bones anymore however.
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