Peter Pan: "You know, your hair is on fire."
Me: "Yes. It happened after a recent trip to Neverland."
Peter Pan: "Well, you can dunk your head in the pond behind us, if you want."
Lost Child of Neverland since 1996. ~Favorite Hero: Peter Pan. Favorite Villian:Malificent.Favorite Ride: The Haunted Mansion.~
This. Musty would be my second choice, if I was describing the actual qualities of the smell, but the nostalgic power of the scent is what I associate with pirate water more than anything. Just one whiff of that smell (once inside the building, that is) whisks me away and tantalizes my imagination with promises of adventure, of wonder, of voyages back to a past world under an ebony Caribbean sky preserved in the depths of time.
I suppose another fitting word would be "magical."