Monday, 21 March 2022

Angel visits Nelwyn

Spirited Lady III up against the fish market...


with what looks like one of those things, as the old saying goes, that you'll never find on a fishing boat, along with a watering can and a soldier...


fresh whiting...


red mullet...


big haddock...


a single smalle-eyed ray...


and plenty of Dovers...


made up a good landing from the Spirited Lady, though the spacing between the boxes made things a little tight for the guys putting out the fish tallies this morning Mr Q...


a sign that summer is heading this way...


while there are still plentyy of ray across the grounds...


a solid shot of hake form the Silver Dawn helped fill the main chill room...


hake need a big mouth to satisfy their voracious appetite...


they look like megs and taste like megs...


away with the fish...


monk tails by the box...


those dogs still keep coming...


and a big shot of Dovers with the beam trawler, Cornishman...


along with a few lemons...

only a few handliners found fishover a rather breezy weekend which kept most of them around the coast on their moorings or tied against the quayside...


turbot are making huge money at the moement, as are all fish...


even dabs...


and pouting...



boxes of cockles and...



whelks round off the morning's fish landings...


these guys are waiting patiently for their breakfast to be served by the harbour staff...


is this another Oligarch's mega-yacht attempting to evade dtention by hiding in Newlyn?..


the Sring inshore trawler invasion is underway...


first time in Newlyn for the latest addition to the Waterdance fleet, in years past we had the beam trawlers Elizabeth Caroline, Elizabeth Anne Webster and more recently, the Elizabth N...


but this time round it is Elisabeth with an 's'...


as Jeremy heads out to sea with the Danmark...


to pick up a line from the Angel of Ladram...


to tow her in through the gaps...



for a quick fouled prop job...


boulders, just what you don't need in your codend - beam trawlers are powerful enough and the gear strong enough to retain stones this big in their codends - most of the port's trawers of they picked up stones this big would suffer considerable damage to their nets, most likely the stone would rip out the entire belly or at least split it right down to the strat of the stocking - with the ctew facing hours of mending on deck - worse trip for me was 18 hours of mending - boy was that roast beef overdone that day as we couldn't eat until the trawler as back in the water - the gear comes first.