No panic! says Quentin as he grabs a bacon buttie before heading off to the Nova Spero for their third tuna trip.....
still flying her mizzen sail, the Ben My Chree was bought many years ago from the Breton port of St Guenole - they disovered a full set of sails in her forepeak - bet they wish they had them now to help cut the cost of steaming - which is what the sails were for - the then Breton, Gloria Maris fished for tuna with poles just as the Nova Spero is today and would start the tuna season with a seven day steam down off the Azores!......
and here's her shot of hake on the relatively quiet market......
for the second time this year, young Charlie is caught working......
back on the Nova the boys are waiting aptiently for Quentin to finish his buttie and yarning.....
here's happy skipper Shaun about to leave for the tuna grounds....
but not before studying the latest sea temperature printouts for the Bay of Biscay.....
over on the slip, harbourmaster Andrew Munson keeps a careful eye on the Algrie as she is placed carefully in the cradle....
with their own personal fly-past organised, the Nova Spero heads off into the rising sun.
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