It's that time of year (June) traditionally when many trawlers take time out for an annual paint-up and overhaul for all those jobs that are critical to keeping the vessel 'shipshape' as many of the fish they normally target have spawned and moved well offshore - the Nowell fleet of beam trawlers including the Louisa N are no exception to this practice...
owner and part-time skipper Mike Nowell has slipped off his shore-side office footwear and donned his work boots for the day to steam the boat, sans derricks, on the short journey to Penzance dock to continue the work...
rust, the enemy of any vessel attacks bare steel withing minutes of being exposed to oxygen in the atmosphere...
the boats aren't the only thing getting a makeover, the harbour offices are being refurbished to include a 30 seat conference room which can be hired from July...
with relatively benign neap tides the hake netters have been seeking their elusive quarry...
with some of them also working tangle nets to fish for turbot...
plaice don't come much bigger than this beauty...
or in better condition than these big reds...
pristine white ray belly-side up...
trawlers always pick up the odd lobster on a trip, scallops are equally rare - they would never have made it to the market when I was on deck, two seconds with the gutting knife and a still-pulsing scallop along with a dash of seawater would be sliding down my throat...
that's if a certain young Billy 'Saffron' Bunn didn't spot the scallop first...
superb ray specimen...
Brackan kept up the haddock tally this trip...
while Tom targeted those delicious JDs...
and a few more reds...
though there still seem to be good shots of lemons for those trawler skippers who know where to tow...
a gathering of gurnards...
no doubt Cap'n Cod would have liked a few full boxes rather than just a covering of the ever-elusive mackerel...
for boats working away north of Lands End there is always the chance of a few langoustine...
bass are still in short supply it seems...
while Dovers are there for the taking fo you have the quota to 'retain them' on board...
grey mullet shoal up at this time of year, though the days when the Sennen Cove men and others around the coast landed huge shots from beach seines are few and far between...
the evil greater weaver, definitely one not to stand on buried in the sand at the likes of Sennen beach, but a superb tasting fish nonetheless...
tubot charged...
Girl Lynn all set for a bottom scrub...
tiz a mizzly misty-morn so they won't be seeing much of the sea views just yet at the G7 summit talks......
breakfast is still being served at the Swordfish as the harbour Cafe is currently closed due to Covid restrictions...
works of art at the Collywomple Gllery next to the Chinese in Newlyn
just in time to enjoy this year's first Penzance Art Trail which includes several venues in Newlyn...
good to see Debbie has lost none of her sense of humour despite having a tough year as landlady of the famous Star Inn, birthplace of the first transoceanic voyage by the Newlyn fishing vessel Mystery...
only in Newlyn would you find a carniverous cactus...
the remains of its last meal discarded beside it...
fast-tracked fresh fish speeds away from Newlyn courtesy of Quayside Transport......
trade must be good if young Mr Smart can afford to feed the harbour's resident seal fresh mackerel!
