It was just our luck that we landed on Tybee Island during the Pirate Festival. There were lots of good costumes, but that was about it. The activity planning was pretty pathetic, so we skipped most of the festival and went to the beach. We got some good pictures, though.





No self respecting pirate would get less than 85 mpg! The space for swag is limited, though, so you have to be choosy when looting.




This is my favorite picture of the trip. I’m still trying to come up with a caption. Please post comments and help me come up with something funny.




“The devil came down to Georgia; he was looking for a soul to steal…” He sure looks like Charlie Daniels to me. I don’t see a golden fiddle, so I assume he lost that one and is therefore souless…





Local officials really took the Pirate Festival very seriously. Honestly, though, I was very tempted to plunder and loot their costumes. I am lucky enough to work at a place where wearing such clothing would actually gain me some respect.





Keith Richards. No doubt about it. Look here kids, see what sex, drugs, and rock and roll will do to you. Stay in school.





Local wenches. We actually asked one for dining advice. Big mistake. Cheap booze and cigarette smoke do not a fine dinner make…





A couple young pirates in training. Maybe one day we too can get drunk at local gatherings with fellow townies.