An esoteric evening in the Bay

a local seal watches points!.....
Sennen lifeboat has found its way to Newlyn.....
more wellies on the move as the sun goes down....
as the swans pass by the Monday race....
and the rest of the fleet pass by other more solubrious boats at rest in the Bay; like the chartered Solaia at anchor. Look closely, and you can just make out a kite that one of the guests is flying from her stern! Rumour has it that the present encumbent has swopped roles and is now a Pirate of Penzance!