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Ahoy, mateys!

A hearty thanks to all who joined the twentieth anniversary o’ the ASC Pirate Race! The chaos and fervor were truly beyond compare! Fair winds in our sails and blue skies overhead fueled a day of jolly mayhem.

Thirteen crews faced off in this year’s Pirate Race! Cap’n Gilt Garb Wright and his trusty mate Kent Wait emerged victorious as team Narwhale, tied with the SkibidiJack crew, Gabe and London. After much reckonin’, the final decisive factor was Geoff’s fabulous pirate garb. Still, a tip o’ the hat to London and Gabe fer snatching all the unstealable treasure points by bein’ first to complete the tangram puzzle, the swiftest in the sponge race (with a time of 1:03, only 6 seconds faster than team Ritteabaarrgg— Johnathan and Emily), and for deliverin’ the best pirate joke. Gabe and London sailed into the harbor with a single treasure, but with those three bonus points, they tied 4 and 4 with Geoff and Kent. Just shows— bein’ a pirate really is all about putting on appearances. 

Some o’ me favorite moments include (but be not limited to):

• Peter abandoned his crew after bein’ bribed with snacks onto another vessel…and he took treasure with him to the Trimiran—aka team Kerberos!
• I was bribed fer a handicap in the sponge race by Marilyn with chocolate and snacks (I now understand why Peter abandoned ship—Marilyn was convincin’ as all get-out) while she was drippin’ wet and shiverin’ uncontrollably. The priorities of a true pirate.
• Gabe valiantly tried to intercept Piper and Oliver before they sailed into the harbor, only to capsize himself and have Piper and Oliver reclaim the treasure. (This was likely not Gabe’s favorite part.)
• Nancy’s scooter slalom race after dinner, with Johnathan’s expert and hilarious commentary, topped off an already perfect day.

I wish I could’ve been there to see all me riddles and puzzles solved, but I couldn’t be everywhere at once. I’d love to read about any of your favorite moments in the comments o’ this here blog post!

A special thanks to Nancy and Darren fer all the support they gave me over the last month o’ plannin’. I’m certain they quickly realized this was more than they bargained fer, but kudos to them fer stickin’ with me. Thanks to Camille and Cathy fer manning the committee boat and handin’ out clues! Thank ye Johnathan fer bringin’ yer speaker system and MCing the day. And finally, special thanks to Duncan and Raia (me roommates and fellow pirates) fer puttin’ up with me and me puzzle-brained ways over the last month.

Enjoy some o’ me favorite photos from the day:

Fair winds and followin’ seas,
~The Dread Pirate Hannah

The pirate race will take place at 1pm on Saturday, July 27th at the Alaska Sailing Club. Please have boats in the water and be ready to go before then!

Ahoy me hearties, sailors, pirates, and swashbucklin’ adventurers!

I be in a right pickle, I am! Me ankle’s gone and snapped like a rotten yardarm in a storm, leaving me and me crew marooned at the worst possible time! Arr!

We recently received the inside scoop on a stash o’ the finest treasure ye ever laid eyes on. But alas! With me leg in a splint and me spirit unwilling to let such finery slip through me fingers, why not give me ol’ “friends” a chance to claim it?

Now don’t be thinkin’ I’ve gone soft! I’ve crafted a little game for ye, and I hope yer ready to puzzle it out with yer trusty crew.

If ye dare to join, set yer course for 61.5°N, -149.9°W on the twenty-seventh day of July. Be ready to hear the rules at 1300 hours, for I’ll be tellin’ them but once.

NOTE! If ye win, yer crew DOES NOT (necessarily) have to plan next year’s pirate race.*

Specific Race Rules

• No capsizing
• No Pedal Drives
• Teams limited to 5 sailors per boat

So, me fellow pirates, are ye ready to rise to the occasion?

Fair winds and followin’ seas,

~The Dread Pirate Hannah, Fair Lady Fancy Nancy, and Cap’n Darren “RedBeard” Black

* The next pirate race planner will be chosen via lottery. Aye, there be a way to wiggle your way out of the drawing, but I ain’t spillin’ the beans until the day o’ the race.