The legend was born in a bygone era of lust, treachery and deceit - the days of the buccaneers. In tall-masted ships, these bandits of the seas plied the warm water off the west coast of Florida in aruthless quest for treasure. This is the saga of one such pirate, the most feared man ever to sail the Gulf - Harpoon Harry!
Known as the Scourge of the Caribbean, Harry was a rogue of unparalleled cruelty to his enemies. The long harpoon he kept at his side found its mark on many an unsuspecting foe.
At a young age, the magic of the sea called to Harry like a sensuous siren. By age twenty he had attained the rank of Captain on the Whaling ship, La Porta. However the wild fury of a mighty hurricane soon brought Harry's dream of pursuing great white whales to an abrupt end. The La Porta went down like so many before, shattered like glass against a coral reef. Luckily for us, Harry survived! A passing pirate ship - The Cassiopia - came upon Harry, alone on the seas, clinging to his harpoon and a bottle of old Spanish rum.
Now, the captain of the Cassiopia was a heartless man, as pirates are renowned to be, and one day drew his sword on a very young cabin boy. Harry spied the skirmish and from the quarter deck took aim. The harpoon slashed through the air and found its mark, straight through the Captain's heart. The crew of the Cassiopia howled with joy and rewarded Harry with command of the ship.
Thus it came to be that Harry and his rakish crew enjoyed unequaled success terrorizing the seven seas and relieving many merchant ships of their valuable cargo. Harpoon Harry became a legend, his fierce reputation along with a generous nature to his friends and crew, preceded him from port to port.
Some years later, off the coast of Key West, Harry and his crew plundered a small Spanish galleon, the La Estrella. The ship, en route to Spain, was laden with coffee, linens, and gold doubloons newly minted in Mexico City - treasure worth a king's ransom! Also aboard the ship was the willful and outspoken daughter of a Spanish aristocrat, the beautiful, dark eyed Bonita.
Captivated by Bonita's innocent beauty, Harry vowed true love. He wooed her with gold and jewels, only to watch her toss these treasures into the sea. He pledged his devotion. She vowed hatred. Harry's heart was filled with love. Bonita was doomed.
Raised as a flower of the Spanish aristocracy, she knew life at its richest. Ships quarters were cramped and dingy, while life at sea was monotonous. Her wretched surroundings, combined with Harry's unwanted attentions cast her into a terrible state of depression.
One night as the ship sailed off the Southwest Florida Coast, Bonita lowered a small dinghy over the side, climbed aboard, and cast off, undetected, into the darkness. Later, discovering her gone, Harry went into a passionate frenzy.
For two years, the Captain and crew of the Cassiopia, searched the entire Gulf coast to find the long lost Bonita - to no avail. Pirating was ignored, no ships were seized, no treasures gotten. Finally, able to take no more of this inattention to duty, the crew rose up and mutinied. Keeping his prized harpoon, they cast Harry adrift in another small boat - in almost the same location where the lovely Bonita had escaped.
There are many tales concerning what became of Harpoon Harry. Some say he was lost at sea. Others claim the grief stricken pirate lived out hisdays as a fisherman on the Peace River.
And so it goes that the legendary Harry happily passed his remaining days around Charlotte Harbor and his descendants became became famous local restaurateurs.
The story we like to believe has Harpoon Harry landing of the shores of Charlotte Harbor, where he discovered a fountain of youth of sorts in the love nectar from the local native girls. This potion forever mended Harpoon Harry's broken heart and inspired him to renounce his old ways of piracy and cruelty. The young women of Charlotte Harbor soon discovered the warm tender and loving man beneath Harpoon Harry's rough exterior.