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Ever seen this sight before?

That's what I thought.


As we searched the northern part of the island for buried treasure, we trod a walkway bordering the site of Fort Wilderness. Suddenly, who do we see walking up the path but the captain himself!

As he passed us Wendy said rather accusingly, "Well, if it isn't Jack Sparrow." He made no sign of acknowledgment for a couple seconds, then as he walked away he muttered in our direction "Captain." Ha ha, silly old pirate.



I found the treasure. Piece of cake.


Having thoroughly explored the island, we headed back to the rafts.



Near Dead Man's Grotto we found this guy hanging around.



Returning to New Orleans Square, the River Belle Terrace caught our attention. Dad had refused to eat at the bakery, and so had not yet eaten breakfast.