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A strange name, almost otherworldly. Plucket? Who is he? A foreigner? An adventurer from a novel? No. Plucket is simply a French privateer, a real one, a tough one, a Dunkirk native. Born in this city of wind and salt, he fought for the Republic during the Revolution. But in Dunkirk, the land of Jean Bart, there's only room for a single statue in the public square. So Plucket fell into oblivion. In another city, his name might have been engraved in bronze.
Here, he remains a hero without a pedestal, but not without a story. Dunkirk is not a city like any other. It's a frontier: between sea and land. Between peoples. This is a city that changed nationality three times in a single day: Spanish in the morning, French at midday, and English in the evening of June 24, 1658. And yet, it has always remained true to itself: a proud, strong, indomitable city. A city of sailors, soldiers, and workers. A city of men like Plucket. So this ship bears his name. Not to recall a frozen past… but to pay homage to those who fight without glory, but with greatness.
