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"The 13th of April 1799, during a
terrible journey, the ship of pirate Joachim the Bask is prisoner
of a cyclone along the Caribbean islands.
Huge
waves crash on the ship throwing it in every direction; it
sometimes finds itself on top of one of these waves, sometimes
its down below, lost in the abyss, then the boat resurfaces
spinning like a cork.
In the hold
already, water level reaches the sailors’ waists. Joachim
descends holding on to whatever he can to avoid getting swept
by one of these gigantic waves.
Down under,
the sailors are exhausted, motionless. The men refuse to fight
back. Streaming, Joachim springs in the tween deck with a
“xahakoa” in his hands. He hands out the gourd
to his crew. They all drink out of it with whatever remaining
strength they have left. The miracle happens immediately.
“Jeki! Jeki!” shout the men. Like crazy, they
regain their places and fight back the cyclone with all the
rage of desperation… Suddenly the throwing and the pitching
stop. The sea magically calms down, darkness leaves the skies…
From the deck, a sailor shouts: “Land! Land!!! ...
In the middle
of the storm and thinking there was no hope, Joachim the Bask
remembered an old recipe from his grandmother. In his gourd
made out of skin, he mixed in some good wine from Navarre,
unctuous fruit syrups and some red pepper powder from his
far away and beloved Bask country.
His grandmother
used to say that this beverage made men stronger than fear
itself; she added laughing that the devil did not like Bask
peppers. She also used to say that it made men and women better
in bed, but hush… she didn’t want anybody to know
about it…"
Abstract from
“Souvenirs d’un basque gentilhomme et corsaire...
de Bayonne aux Caraïbes entre 1799 et 1804"
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