We found a fat French merchant off the coast of Haiti. Few ships can out run the Diamond Cutter under full sail and this one tended to wallow around like a sow anyway.
A lucky cannon shot broke her main mast and it wasn't much of a battle after that. Plenty of swag for all and the
We put into Tortuga for some recreation and I found my way to a grog shop called "Ye Red Parrot". Horrid stuff. Worst tuna grog I've every had. Definite poison, so stay away! Trust me, I drank two whole bottles and it didn't get any better as you went along.
We leave the tide to make our way to the Cayman Islands. I've not idea what the Captain is seeking there, but it doesn't matter. As long they've got better tuna grog, I'll be happy
PeeEss: Do you like me new earring?