BREAKING NEWS-Lubec attacked

Saturday August 31, 2013
Lubec, Maine

 

 

It’s just an ordinary Saturday morning and we are going to the farmer’s market.

 

But when we get to town at about 8:30, something more is going on.   We stop by the bakery to have a giant raspberry Danish.  There’s something unusual here.

 

 

Upon closer inspection, she’s looking pretty saucy.  Hmmmmm

 

 

There are lots of people in town.
All ages, all sizes. 
They are hurrying toward the pier.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Pirates are hiding behind the stones at the top of the boat ramp.

 

They seem to have water bombs. 
Have they infiltrated the town? 
Are they friend or foe??

 

 

 

 

  

 

 

Out in the water I see a dory sneaking up on the side.
  It appears there is a female spy waiting.
I saw her earlier this morning heading toward the dock.

 

 

 

No one else notices this traitor. 
They are all gathered at the top of the hill above the harbor.

 

 

 

 

Rumors are flying. A pending attack?

 

I’m told I should arm myself as other brave citizens have done.

 

 

 

  

 

 

Is it rival pirate gangs? 
Or mercenaries for hire? 
How do you know who is on your side??? 
And who has been planted by the enemy??

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Out of the mist I see them coming.

 

A flotilla sailing straight toward Lubec.

 

 

 

 

As they approach, our courageous citizens come down to meet the aggressors.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I zoom in to see the blaggards. 
Apparently they are waiting for the entire fleet to arrive before storming our shores. 
All the better, it gives us more time to prepare.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Their leader is first on the dock

 

 

 

They charge toward the town, weapons blazing.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Swords drawn, they come to take us down.

 

 

 

We attack back! 
HA!  Take that!!

 

 

 

We give as good as we get

 

 

We’re gaining the upper hand. 

Our troops have their pistols firing as the enemy points to their air support

 

 

 

 

DRAT - We are being attacked by sea AND air.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But still our brave defenders have them on the run

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

They fire back

 

 

 

 

 

Mayhem ensues, water everywhere. 
We are putting heart and soul into defending our town.

 

 

 

 

 

Even our youngest troops are firing their weapons

 

 

 

  

 

 

And then we hear them….roaring up.
THE SCOUNDRELS!!

We are attacked by land. 
They have come by sea, by air and now by land.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Try as we might, this triple attack is too much for us. 
They have over run the town.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Will they raise their wicked flag??

 

 

 

 

To the victors go the spoils and the thrill of Victory!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Look at their villainous faces as they gleefully march into town. 
Some are parading their weapons and their booty.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Clearly there are traitors among us, the very bakery we visited earlier in the morning is welcoming the enemy.

 

 

 

 

 

Some of the brave defenders of Lubec.  First Mate Hook among them.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This gallant fighter definitely has MOXIE!

 

 

Now those are some fine fightin’ boots you have on ma’am.
Glad you are on our side.

 

 

 

There are many lusty wenches on both sides

 

 

 

 

 

The rogues challenge Lubecians AGAIN!

 

 
We are challenged to a duel. 
Those brave souls of our great fighters who remain must try to regain our honor.

The Pirate King is clearly confident.
But we’ll show him.

 

 

 

It’s a tug of war for the title of most powerful.  All able hands on deck!!

 

 

 

Our side tries with all its might

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But the heavy weight ballast on their end is just too much for us. 
Twice in one day they throw up their arms in victory. 
Alas and alack!

 

 

 

 

 

The kingpin and his side kick will decide the final fate of the Lubec lightweights. 

 

 

 

 

 

The price for not pulling your weight,
or even having enough weight, in the tug of war…….
OFF WITH HIS HEAD

 

RIP  DGB
Tug a War is not your game.

 

 

And so ends the sad tale of our morning in  Lubec. 
Take heed.

 

They will be telling it ages and ages hence,
our brave battle for sweet Lubec