Complementary colours complete the view of Newlyn this morning...
as the sun bathes the Bay in a golden glow...
though you would be hard pressed to believe that less than 300 miles to the East there is a heatwave...
that's a seriously big net drum awaiting fitting out...
Wednesday's market is top quality inshore fish...
from the inshore fleet and a couple of net boats...
with prices for turbot about as low as they can get - lets hop
signs that shellfish are on the move as the water warms are evident form the number being picked up by the boats that fish for turbot - though in the wrong place like in the Bristol Channel they are bombarded with brown crab on the grounds...
fast food fish...
new boxes for the Harvest Reaper...
it's demolition time for the old iceworks...
and it's demolition time at the fish market it seems, notice anything missing?...
the gulls are always on the scrounge...
if ever there was any doubt that Newlyn could become a major port for passing big yacht traffic here is plenty of evidence to support the plans to expand - considering Newlyn is not in the sailing almanacs as a preferred place to stop over it seems to attract plenty of big leisure craft - despite the extremely limited shore facilities - something that will surely change over the next few years if the port is to increase revenue and provide the kind of port services expected of a major player...
making it in through the gaps...
the Karen of Ladram heads for a landing berth...
while the trawler Our Olivia Belle waits to sail...
check those brakes Mario...
flying the new colours of the Mission...
and along the prom.