Ahoy! I set me vessel into the icy, frigid waters and set sail to the northeast to pillage me a flag! Currents were runnin' swift and strong and pummelin' the rocky shores, but me an me trusty peg leg tested the narrows, found dry dock in the harbor and the loot in tact. Aye! Me ship fared well, but me peg leg busted once I dropped sail on the port side. Aye, it nigh been a watery grave fer me lest the third leg gave sooner. Time to align the sextant, hoist the Jolly Roger up the mast and see where she blows ...