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Friday, 21 April 2017
Foggy #FishyFriday in Poldark country.
Fish galore on a flooded F#FishyFriday fish market here in Newlyn with over 10 boats landing a superb range of inshore, line, trawl, beam trawl and netted fish...
including a brace of beautiful monk tails form the Helford boat, New Harmony...
probably the biggest landing of lemons in years from Brackan's Spirited Lady...
and a huge trip, sure to make young Roger Nowell drool, over John Dory from the Scottish prawn trawler who was working away west of the Scillys and a good sign that summer is on the way and the JDs will be moving eastwards to the shallower waters around the islands soon enough...
the beam trawler, AA landed some big turbot...
and with that much fish on the market the porters were having to pout their backs into it to keep up...
though one it seems took time out to do his very own Chaplin impersonation...
this time of year always sees good shots of ray from the trawl fleet...
with the odd, suitably named thornback sneaking into the cod end of the Shiralee...
along with a striking example of cod, that most big-headed of fish
the Govenek of Ladram came up trumps with box after box of gleaming turbot...
looking outside the morning was brightening up...
over some visceral monk tails...
and big hake...
from you know who...
all of which kept the big buyers busy bidding on these beautiful 'butt'...
name that silhouetted buyer...
blue skies over Newlyn...
while looking towards Marazion it appears that the St Michael's Mount has disappeared...
as a fog forms over the cold Marazion marshes...
and a heavy dew point picks out the nights work from the local spider population...
as the fog rolls seawards...
temporarily obscuring the Mount...
as time passes..
the Mount comes into view...
and it looks set to be a glorious day in the far west of the UK...
and maybe a chance for some lunch to appear in the webs.