while Sid aboard the Sparkling Line gets to the market just in time...
two generations of fishermen exchange views...
as another stack of boxes comes ashore...
plenty of boxes for the Harvest Reaper, shame the port of registration number and letters permanently scribed in to the boxes have to be changed thanks to new MMO rules...
still more boxes to come ashore as the sun comes up over the harbour...
another new net taking shape in the net loft on the quay...
where in the world?