By Ethan Hartley

Mariners that frequent the Palmer River and casual onlookers from nearby shores in Barrington or Warren might have noticed something mysterious and intriguing moored in the serene waters the past couple of summers.

Amidst the plentiful skiffs, sailboats, and flashier motorboats docked or moored about the waterway sits what appears to be a boat that was dropped into the surf via some tear in the space-time continuum — a vessel that would be more suited to ferry Captain Jack Sparrow from one 18th-century rum running spot to the next rather than any modern Rhode Islander out for a peaceful cruise — decked out in wooden planks and flying the skull-and-crossbones flag proudly on its mast.

But fear not, ye mateys, lest ‘yer heart beat too fast from fear. There be no real pira

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