When I grow up I definitely don't want to be like one of those said the Spirited Lady III...
as classic boats go, the Irene has a unique historical connection with the area, her first voyage after being launched in 1907 was ta cargo destined for Penzance...
an early-morning and subject worthy of attention from local artist Clare Bowen and visiting Michael Harding oil paint evangelist Vicky Norman...
who, for some unknown reason, chose to ignore the less beguiling lines of these modern plastic vessels...
the wings are folded which means there is still plenty of work needed to before the billy Rowney can dip her beam trawls back in the water in earnest...
meanwhile, on the end of the Mary Williams pier Brackan is busy taking off the Icelandic Polar trawl doors...
from the Spirited Lady III...
ably supported by a previous generation of the sea who no doubt can hear Freddie Howes, long-gone Newlyn skipper's oft repeated mantra, "100 years ago they had f*****g donkeys to pull stuff down the quay" echoing in his ears...
the classic lines of Mevagissey tosher Puffin steam past the action on the quay...
keeping an eye on the net drum unwinding...
as the trawl is pulled on to the quay
and guided away form the ladder...
never happier than when at sea...
Sheila T, a tosher with a very different set of lines heads back to her pontoon berth...
as skipper Brackan helps take the shore ropes before landing...
later on Sunday evening at 9pm setting a course for Devon...
