Plenty of cod on the ground at this time of year...
along with a good run of hake...
for the local net fleet...
imagine these in any number of recipes for monk cheeks...
even the beamers are landing boxes of big cod...
and the elusive stripy fish have shown their noses in the Bay once or twice in the last few days...
as the boys on the Gary M take the time to scrub down the boat before going back into tier...
still waiting in the harbour, the survey vessel
and trawler meets netter up the end of the new quay...
ready for the next deluge it seems, sandbags at the ready grace the threshold of a Newlyn art gallery.
