The mighty megrim, like most fish at this time of year full of roe - the dark patch in the belly of the fish...
stacked high with fish on the netter's end of the market, shout auction in progress...
big fish = big roes...
tell-tale mesh marks on the heads of fish caught by gill net...
the distinctive bottom sensor on the chin of a ling...
a turbot tale...
catamarans provide acres of working deck and comfort - up to a point...
one of the rugby family star fleet...
huge Cornish Sardine net on the quay...
in pots freshly retrieved after the storms reveal there is little evidence of ghost fishing...
a convenient resting place for the much disliked Black Back Gull...
looking in a sorry state fast becoming the latest focal oint and subject for artists recording life and the passage of time in the port...
dining out on fresh crab al fresco gull style...
high water times around the bottom of the current neap tide...
sample menu from Newlyn's top seafood eating place, the Tolcarne Inn with chef Ben Tunnicliffe...
bargains galore in the Newlyn Art Gallery...
looks like Tom will be protected for a while yet.
