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Pirate dinner show is a swashbuckling adventure

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A pirate wipes the window of the a ship window as others look on during a pirate-dinner show at Coconut Cove in North Wildwood. A pirate wipes the window of the a ship window as others look on during a pirate-dinner show at Coconut Cove in North Wildwood.  A group of pirates handed maps to children and sent them off to search for treasure Tuesday, July 31 at the Coconut Cove restaurant in North Wildwood.

Some children found blue flags that were scattered around the restaurant, which overlooks Beach Creek.

Samantha McGuigan, 9, of Atco in Camden County and her twin brother were among the treasure hunters.

They came up empty-handed, but that didn’t seem to bother McGuigan much. She said she loved the treasure hunt, which is part of the pirate dinner show on Tuesday nights.

About 12 actors take the stage every Tuesday at the Pirate’s Cove, which is part of the Coconut Cove restaurant at 400 W. Spruce Ave.

"It's family oriented," said Mary Walsh of Cape May Court House, who is the director and playwright for the pirate-themed dinner shows.

Walsh, a teacher at Wildwood Catholic High School in North Wildwood, directs musicals at the school.

She said the dinner show is designed to be interactive. There are sing-alongs, swordfights and lots of high-energy swashbuckling.

The actors range in age from 10 to 25 years old, she said, and many live in Cape May County. Practicing got under way in May, and the shows kicked off in mid-June.

One of the actors is Ryan Hart, 25, who lives in North Wildwood and in Ocean County and is studying to be a chiropractor at a college in Connecticut.

When Hart is dressed as a pirate, he appears to be in his element.

He said he often goes by the name Captain Hart. Has been performing as a pirate at various venues for about seven years, he said.

He choreographed the stage combat for the show.

"What's more fun than pirates?" he said before the start of the July 31 show, while pirates roamed around the restaurant, greeting the families seated at the dinner tables.

Most of the action takes place on a floating stage next to the restaurant’s outside deck, but during the show the pirates also roam around the tables, talking with the guests, singing and dancing, and getting the little ones involved.

During one of the scenes, a pirate discovered the treasure had gone missing.

“And I spy the scurvy dog that done it!” Hart said, as one of the other pirates, Mangey, sneaks up to the ship’s dock.

Mangey eventually gives himself up, saying he was protecting the treasure.

"Well me, 'earties, what should we do with Mangey?" said one of the pirates.

Mangey said, "Forgiveness!"

One of the pirates suggested having Mangey walk the plank.

The audience joined in with the crew chanting, "Walk the plank, walk the plank, walk the plank.”

Mangey jumped.

At one point the kids were rounded up and taken on stage for an “Arrrrggggg” contest.

The pirate dinner show is presented every Tuesday through Aug. 28. Seating is at 5:30 p.m.

The price is $20 for adults and $10 for children and includes chicken fingers and french fries for the kids, and Caribbean chicken, barbecued or pulled pork, steak fries, and corn on the cob or coleslaw for adults.

For information or reservations call Coconut Cove at 609-522-7600 or see www.coconutcovenj.com. 

 

Children crowd in close to watch the pirates perform. Children crowd in close to watch the pirates perform.

Pirates stop at the tables to greet diners. Pirates stop at the tables to greet diners.

Corey Wertz, 6, of North Wildwood interacts with pirate actor Luke Bischoff of Wildwood Crest, who goes by the name John Silver. Corey Wertz, 6, of North Wildwood interacts with pirate actor Luke Bischoff of Wildwood Crest, who goes by the name John Silver.


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