Despite the inclement weather, three of the port's bigger boats toughed out the week to make good landings this morning...
stacked three or four high, boxes of...
monk...
more monk...
and more monk...
and even more monk...
Dover soles...
and more megs filled the floor along with...
some flying bass...
glowing tub gurnards...
enough to keep Ian busy shifting boxes...
with a full moon in the sky the net boats have finished their landings for the this tide...
some sort of sign from the cuttlefish artist...
a cross to bear...
the beast that is the Sapphire III...
and a visiting cat typical of the kind used to service wind-farms from Maritimecraft.
