Spank's Pirate Party

The signal keeps crapping out out here.
Sorry godevil, I'll have pics when I can.

Didn't pirates have lookouts? You just send some poor meep to the top of the tallest closest hill and have them climb to the top of the tallest tree they find there. You tell them to watch for Ranger Rick and his associates from their "crows nest" and "oh yeah... upload these 2000 pictures while your at it." I know swarmers are too sharp for this blatant hoodwink, but maybe some of your co-workers......

I can only hope that Vas shows up in a pirate ship, anchors off shore, and unloads the meeps chained in the cargo hold.

The wenches were a'plentyfull. Spanky almost got a new disease named for him.

What an amazing couple of days. Thanks again for all your hard work and generosity, Spanky. We all had a fantastic time.

Pics to follow...

Amazing is not sufficient.After the Idiots that missed out didn't show, we walked about and found other humans from around the planet in the campground, and had the most wonderful discourse. Englishmen, Australailns, Continentals, and folks from all about the US were discussion the facets of the human condition. WONDERFUL!

In one bloodless, putsch ... Spanky has become the official leader of Linkswarm. Congrats on all your efforts. Looks amazing.

Okay, here we go:
I got to Goat's place Friday morning and we started bringing everything to the campsite:


First one to show up was MrLance and family


...followed by my coworker's daughter and hubby


The kids entertained themselves with the swords


...as did the adults


Goat borrowed my coat and went apesh*t

I waited around for more people to show and got some nice beach shots:


...and saw a little wildlife.


In the end, I had two families show up from work out of the ten or so that said they'd come.

...
...
F#ck it. Let's recruit the neighboring camps.






Another coworker arrives...


That's better.


I explain the rulz


And the game is on.
MrLance is amongst the first...

...to end up in the stocks.


But he's quickly replaced.





Then we have a winner:

'bout meep time.


And another...

...and another.

HAH!
Thanks BigDin, but I'm just the class clown :)
However, MrLance, Goat and I are looking into getting some help to liven this place up.
I know jack about websites, but I know a dying one when I see it.
We're gonna see about this.

The HUNTS

The first winner, an older gentleman got the Oak Chest.

(I always liked it best, being a classic)

Le Map:


Le Big-meep sand dune:


Get up there, old fart.


Waitaminnit.
MrLance, did that old meep ever climb that hill?

Hmph.




MrLance; Working his meep off and smiling like a winner.

Hunt #2
Mermaid(Titty) Chest

Map:

A VERY hard to find little beach:


My treasure burial assistant:


Now where are our intrepid hunters?

Ah, there they are!


C'mon, you can find it!



Spankette and her (goofy-looking) camp crush join in the search.


But it's Spank Jr. who uses an army shovel as a climbing axe and JUST FLAT-OUT BEASTS his way up the hill with the chest.






(Sigh)
Is ANYONE able to do their own lifting?

The hunts ran longer than expected, so hunt #3 (Monster Chest) had to be delayed 'till morning.
Meanwhile; barbecue, drinking and socializing.




Enter: English Guy

The gentleman was "on holiday" in the states and just happened to be in the right place at the right time.

He was a big hit with the girls.
Spankette begged him to say "raw".
(She LOVES how they make it sound like "roar")

Pepper had her raep face on.







Speaking of...
I'm watchin' you boy.

You and the rest of the gang that attended this event, which is perhaps the most elaborate thing ever done by a swarm contingent, deserve a big round of flashing titties.

I feel 1/happy that I missed out.

Sunday Morning
Hunt #3 (Monster Chest)
Map:





See it?







It's hard to show the 2' gap over a 15' drop that they're straddling there, but it's pretty scary from where they're standing.

Jew dun missed howt

That HoneyBee got her goods!

It was about 3pm by this point. We were tired as meep and just wanted to get the last few done, so we went just let the kids on the beach spin the wheel for the last of the swords, guns and the bikes we never used.

One kid got the Wells Fargo chest.
My battery died, so no pics unfortunately, but this was the map:

We buried it at Hazard point in a sand spill.
I guarded it until the family showed up and the kids swarmed all over like psychos, looking for it.
I got the kid and his dad to stand on the rock I was on when I took the inset pic and after a bit they figured it out and started searching the right area.
It took about ten minutes.
They walked over the top of it two or three times.

It was funny watching a half dozen kids swarm all over the box to dig it out.
the winner spent a good minute tapping the key against the lock face because he was shaking too much to get it in the keyhole.
When he opened it and they crew saw all the loot, cap guns and random western treasures, they totally lost their sh#t.

MrLance's kid got the Zelda chest.

And the Grand Prize:


Well, there was a key hidden in one of the swords.
after they were all won, I let everybody in on the secret.

And of course the winner wasn't present.

Spanky Jr. recalled seeing one of the kids head out to the beach after getting a sword and went to chase him down.

This little meep right here.




I couldn't put the young lad in a rowboat to voyage out to the sea cave where the treasure was to be hid:


So I just handed him the damned box.

Congrats kid.
You have an entire website full of enemies now.

Spanky Jr. Just advised me that the guy who won the first chest DID in fact dig up his own chest.
Old fart, you have my apologies.

Also, THIS was the kid who won the Wells Fargo chest:

Inside Information.

Was it a rule that everyone in attendance had to be overweight or look stoned, or did it just sort of work out that way?

I apologize, that should have read "overweight and/or look stoned." There is definitely some overlap and I don't want to seem like the black & white type.

You could also be 6 years old

Or JUST SHOW UP!

I'd like to do this every October.
(Not as elaborately as this year's though.)

I'm thinking:
Three chests.
Just the wheel for spinning.
Friday afternoon for playing/drinking.
Saturday for hiding/hunting.
Sunday for finishing up/cleaning up/relaxing.
Two people (trained to run the buffalo) solely there to barbecue or everybody just bring something.

It was fun, but the game plan got all f#cked up.
We can make it better by making it simpler.

Every year we are alive, THIS!

sign me up for next year, unless I decide to breed again (big ol' nope). I'll find some way of making the trip over.

Maybe my wench will grope you, also, while your lovely wife bounces the Nurglette upon her knee. (Beware of the Goat Grabs, however....)

Nurgs...

If you nail her now, you'll have a new spawn in 9.5 months. This will leave you plenty of time to board a plane and attend.