The National Cycling network will take you past an area that used to be known as the 'quarry bins' on the way to Newlyn.....
with a breeze blowing the punts get a less than smooth ride along the shore.....
a solitary angler tries his luck with a set of feathers from the North Quay in the harbour....
back to the pontoon berths after landing for PZ56......
while the immaculate Carissa Ann heads for the market with the morning's handline haul.....
a truly partisan flag flies in the harbour - the Pan Celtic flag......
the resident Icelandic gull does not seem to perturbed by the heat.....
this classic motor yacht is today's star visitor.
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