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Wednesday, 12 November 2014

It's Wednesday.


Even the gulls are complaining about the weather this morning...


while in the auction a few soles with their miserable faces are in need of cheering up...


like the best of the bass...


and a box of which fish?...


there were only a handful of boxes from broken trips...


so quality gurnards like these guys made good money...


while a few boxes of the grey fellas...


and this big brill went down a storm...


the grey mullet's mouth is designed not for opening wide and cathcing small fish like the John Dory but has a mouth specially designed for grazing on the bottom...


another shower passes overhead...


with a few breaks to allow the waning moon to show through...


while some of the fleet get ready to sail...


the soon-to-be removed crane looks beastly this morning...


as it hangs tenaciously to the quay...


the  Ocean Harvester takes ice astern of the old Ajax...


while the crabbers wait for bait...


yet another downpour scurries across the Bay...


fuel making its way astern down the quay...



all watched over by Tom.