Tuesday, 22 September 2015

Tuesday Tails ~ The Extraordinary Voyages of Cap'n Basil Blackheart & His Motley Crew ~ Part I

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Featuring our latest bonkers time travelling pirate adventure

The Extraordinary Voyages of  Cap'n Basil Blackheart and his Motley Crew 


The Crimson Revenge

Arrrrggg and wunderpurr greetings supurr furriends

Here we are again on another truly unbelievable adventure, this time on the high seas.

I know it must seem quite impossible some of bizarre things which happen to us, [on a furry frequent basis] but paw on heart and let lightning strike if I effur tell an untruth...  BTW we're sorry that this story has taken precedence over The Realms Of Legend that we had planned to share with mew next, howeffur this is an 'as it happens' or a 'squirrels eye-view' or a 'fly in the soup' whoops sorry, I meant to say 'fly on the wall documentary'  kinda vibe.

Join us as we share the facts of what happened on that fateful Sunday night, as we sailed back home from Speedy's Pirate Party

So hold ye fast matey's, as we're in fur a wild ride tonight



Part I ~ The Whirlpool

"And Action!"

It was a chilly September evening, the breeze was biting and the sun was supurr low, just peaking above the horizon saying a fond farewell to another glorious day.  We'd just set sail on our ship, The Crimson Revenge with a course plotted back home after a rather wild and wunderpurr weekend at Speedy's place fur his Annual Pirate Party.  Let's just what happened at Speedy's stays at Speedy's! MOL

"Parsley, wake up the glow-flies in the lanterns!" I called.

"Aye Cap'n," Parsley replied as darkness descended on us like inky black shroud.

"Smooch, anything on the horizon?" I yelled towards the crows nest.

Smooch popped up, his night vision telescope scanning the blackness ahead. "No Cap'n, all clear!" he called back.

I leaned against the ships wheel and took a deep breath of the invigorating salty air, there's nothing like it fur freshness [well, snowy, icy air up a mountain comes close after being chased by a hoard of Zombie Yeti's, but that's another story fur another time].   Anyhoo as I stood there, each one of the glow lanterns burst into life after Parsley had given them a rather severe shaking.

"Good job young Parsley!" I said as the deck was washed with a pale bluish hue. "Humphrey?  Humphrey?"

Snowie nudged me. "He's strapped in a hammock below deck sleeping off the nip rum and all the party food, Pilchard is with him," she said with a shake of her head. "He'll be out fur hours, but the funny thing is he looks like a kitty chrysalis, I wunder if he'll be nicer when he emerges from his cocoon!" 

We burst out laughing. "I doubt it furry much," I replied. "He'll be as grumpy as effur!"

Amber lifted her eye-patch and glared at me. "How come I can't go and get in a hammock?"

I paused briefly, looking at the state of her. "Because mew, One Eye Amber were so off your chops mew couldn't even crawl up the gang plank and then mew fell into the water," I answered curtly. "I think mew are quite sober after that little impromptu icy dip, and just look at the state of your fur. I think mew should go take a bath pronto, savvy..."

Amber harrumphed rather loudly and stomped off, disappearing behind the main mast fur a quick clean up.

Posie began to sing softly, her voice was melodic and soothing as it wafted gently on the breeze while we sailed on in the dark.

We had been sailing fur approximately forty one minutes and fifteen seconds when the sea started to become rather choppy.  White foamy spray splashed over the deck and the ship began to lurch rather alarmingly.

"Smooch, what the flip is happening?" I yelled above the increasing noise of the rising waves.

A few seconds passed, and I gripped the ships wheel tighter as a strong current took hold.

As I was fighting with the wheel Smooch answered.

"Sorry Cap'n I had to attach my safety straps furst," he shouted loudly from the crows nest. "The good news is, they're holding me in place..."

"What's the bad news then?" I yelled back as forked lightning streaked across the sky in ways I'd neffur seen before.

He paused again. "The bad news is really bad news," he shouted.

Snowie was helping me hold the ships wheel as we were battered with the icy sea spray while the lightening flashed and thunder boomed all around us.

"Kindly relieve us from this suspense, tell us what the bad news is!" I almost shrieked to make myself heard above the din.

"We're being dragged into a whirlpool with a massive water-funnel and there's nothing we can do about it!" Smooch had to scream above the effur increasing noise.

I paused fur a second while I let this humongous bad news sink in, then I shouted as loudly as I could.

"Effurypurrdy strap yourselves to anything that's not going to move, NOW!"

I threw a length of rope at Snowie and then, using another length of rope I lashed myself to the ballustrading, then I gripped the ships wheel with all my might, if this whirlpool was taking us down then I was going down as a propurr captain - at the helm.


I jammed my hat on extra tight, and wiped the the salty sea spray from my eyes as we continued on a course I had no control over and in storm conditions I neffur knew were possible.

The ship pitched and rolled, the wood creaking and groaning with the immense pressure as we were sucked faster and faster into the spiralling vortex. Relentless waves crashed across the deck while lightening erupted from the central vortex in jagged, fractured forks.  I just prayed to any god that may have been listening that my crew were fastened tightly to something as the angle we were now on; sideways on and looking straight down into the gaping maw of the deadly unknown, because if they weren't securely tied to something they were surely going to be lost fureffer.

The pitching and rolling became increasingly violent as we descended the through the cyclic centrifuge in tighter and tighter circles as the huge funnel of water loomed up above us like a giant coiling snake hell bent on smashing us and The Crimson Revenge to smithereens.

The only thing going through my mind was that this was some really, really, monumentally freaky natural phenomenom and the chances that we were going to survive it, well let me just say I wasn't holding my breath!

I was abruptly brought back from my momentary mind-scape by my crews' terrified high-pitched screams as we reached what could only be described as the mouth of hell, and then there was nothing but blackness.

"And Cut!"


Guy's, we're sorry to leave mew in all in acute, harrowing suspense, but mew know that's how we roll! MOL

Also, I bet mew've got endless questions, such as:

How come The Crimson Revenge didn't get turned into toothpicks?

What about Kitty Chrysalis Humphrey below decks?

Where are all the crew?

And did they all get time to strap themselves to something secure?

What about Smooch in the crows-nest, surely that mast couldn't still be intact?

That whirlpool/water-funnel/storm is truly frightening, devastating, destructive, etc... can mew really survive it?


If mew have any questions feel free as to ask!

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So stop by next Tuesday fur the continuing tension and to see if we survive this cataclysmic weather phenomenom!  
[Obviously we did! MOL]

And if any of mew pawesome pals can Vote 4 us at Speedy's Blog fur The Best Dressed Pirate, that would be totally wunderpurr and we'll furever be in your debt! 

We're in Poll 1, second from the bottom.

Join us tomorrow for our regular Wordless on Wednesday post as mew know how much we love, love, love your company and all your wunderpurr comments.

Hearty purrs and salty sea-spray head rubs

Cap'n Basil & the Crew of The Crimson Revenge XOX


  1. WOW! Always so exciting over here!!!
    ღ husky hugz ღ frum our pack at Love is being owned by a husky!

  2. Oh No Basil, can't wait to read what happens next.

    Luv ya'

    Dezi and Lexi

    1. Oh my Dezi & Lexi, neffur fear Cap'n Basil is here! XOX

  3. We do know you survived 'cause you are here to tell the story. But, oh my, what a scary experience. And now we have to wait an entire week to hear more. Arggh! XOCK, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo

    1. Arrrrrggggg Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo!

      Sorry about the suspense, but mew now what we're like! MOL XOX

  4. a paws... a paws.... A PAWS !!!!!!!!! we love this storee tho smocch....why in de bne jezuz iz ya ...oh all palce...de crowz nest......this whirl pool graffix iz total lee rockin ....we iz tryin ta see if itz bringin up any fish !!! we loves yur ship bye de way itz way kewler than any thatz ever landed heer in TT !!! ♥♥♥

    1. Thanks tabbies :D Peg-Leg Smooch insisted and I mean insisted that his disability wouldn't prevent him from fully enjoying the crows nest, he's a furry willful little pirate! MOL We love the whirlpool graphic too, it's just purrfect... anyhoo we're glad mew're enjoying the story... arrrrrggggg... don't furget to drop in to see where we end up next week! MOL XOX

  5. Next Tuesday??? Are you kidding! How am I supposed to wait that long to find out what happens next!

    1. Sorry Flynn, mew know these things take time to unfold! MOL XOX

  6. Ooh, can't wait to see what happens next!!

    1. Pawesome!!! Stop by fur next weeks episode, same time, same place :D XOX

  7. OMC! What an adventure! We don't wanna wait a whole week to find out what happens next!

    1. Sorry Island Cats, we know the suspense is torture, but have a little nip rum and a sing song to pass the time! XOX

  8. OH MY MOUSES! What an adventure!!! Can't wait for the next part. That vortex was super scary, for sure.


    1. Seville, me hearty matey, mew should be with us on this one!!!! XOX

  9. My Goodness, what adventures you've been having.

    1. Bailey, mew have no idea what goes on... This is totally 'normal' fur us! MOL MOL Mew should check out our other stories, The Pink Flamingo Saga & The Curse of The Klepto Bunny! MOL MOL

  10. Yo ho ho, mateys! A good yarrrrghn! Mew know when mew get to a whirlpool thingy with a whirly-gig overhead--don't go there! Scurvy Cisco and Pegleg Pancho (he isn't missing a leg, he just carries an extra one to keep emurrrrgency purrvisions in.)

    1. Yo ho ho Cisco & Pancho, me supurr pirating matey's! It be great to see mew here, and arrrr, mew know not to get in a whirly whirpool with a whirly-gig thingy... it be right bad on so many levels!!!! MOL

  11. Ahoy there me mateys what troubles 'ave ye gotten ye selves into now? Ye be 'owling like thee banshee! Twas a strange night when ye left me,I should 'ave know ye be 'aving trouble behind ye tails! xx Capt'n Speedy

    1. Avast Cap'n Speedy, we be in some serious trouble and we certainly be 'owling like banshees right now! Aye matey we may need ye services in the coming weeks.... best pirating purrs Cap'n Basil xox

  12. PepiSmartDog: love your website. I barktended on Talk Like A Pirate Day on twitter. Hee Hee! Love all your pirate things!
    Thank you for joining our Thankful Thursday Blog Hop. Hope you can join us again this week too. *waves paw* :=o)

  13. Arrr Capt'n Basil Blackheart verily doth we be hopin ye... Ah gosh darn it Basil don't you or your crew drown already ok!


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