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Month: June 2026

  • The Rebel Tide: Privateers of the American Revolution – Lambert Wickes

    Ahoy, mateys! Bootstrap Ginny at the helm, and my crew and I have been feelin’ the pull of a new tide — a rebel tide. With the 250th anniversary of these United States upon us, it’s high time we honor the salty dogs who took to the seas not for kings, nor crowns, nor gilded…

  • Where Tew Fell and the Round Changed Forever

    There are moments at sea when the world holds its breath — when the wind stills, the ropes go quiet, and even the gulls seem to wait. There undoubtedly was such a moment aboard the Amity, when Thomas Tew stood at his cannon like a man wagering his soul. The Indian Ocean shimmered hot as…

  • Where the Rich Winds Blow: The Pirate Round and the Rogues Who Rode It

    There are winds in this world that smell of silver and gold — rich winds, heavy winds, the kind that whisper to a sailor’s bones even before they fill his sails. And if you ever felt such a wind on your cheek, you’d know why men like Thomas Tew, Henry Every, William Kidd, John Bowen,…

  • The Rebel Tide: Privateers of the American Revolution – Pirate Jones

    Ahoy, mateys! Bootstrap Ginny at the helm, and my crew and I have been feelin’ the pull of a new tide — a rebel tide. With the 250th anniversary of these United States upon us, it’s high time we honor the salty dogs who took to the seas not for kings, nor crowns, nor gilded…

  • Lost to the Deep

    Some things the sea takes for herself — and if she gives ’em back at all, they ain’t the same as when they left. Aye, mates… the deep has a hunger all her own. She don’t roar about it like a storm, nor brag like a gale. She just waits — patient as a graveyard…

  • Past the Edge o’ the Map — Where Only Fools and Legends Go

    Ahoy again, ye brave — or foolish — souls. Bootstrap Ginny’s back, and today we ain’t dealin’ with tidy coastlines or clever little symbols. Nay… today we sail past the edge o’ the map, into waters where ink gives out and courage takes over. See, most sailors cling to their charts like babes to a…