Not far off midnight on Tuesday evening with a full moon hanging over Newlyn Harbour gaps...
down the quay some of the resident gull population have settled for the night...
early Wednesday morning...
and the netter Ocean Pride has landed the last of her turbot trips on the market...
and the smart money says these could be the last big landing for the year...
her catch included monk tails...
a handful of haddock...
and a few hake from a mixed gear trip...
a few inshore boats helped with mixed fish supplies including these rare fish, the once common mackerel at this time of year...
other buyers managed to bag a few tasty rays...
and box of good sized paws...
but by not long gone six-thirty the market was well on the way to being cleared by the draggers...
and the waiting heavy goods transport loaded...
under an sky almost devoid of cloud...
one old timer resting in the morning sun...
as the netter Harvest Reaper manoeuvres against the fish market to land...
there's still plenty of work to be done before Phase II is completed...
the lugger Ripple getting spruced up for the summer sailing season - no doubt she will be heading over to Mousehole's excellent bi-annual Sea, Salt 'n Sail festival on July 13-15th...
with care and precision the new numbers are placed on the port bow of the Ocean Harvest...
the latest boat to join the Ocean Fish fleet...
like many trawlers, Tom's Harvest Reaper is laid up for her annual June paint-up, the month famous for its poor fishing for inshore trawler...
au-contraire, the number of yachts visiting the harbour has rising dramatically in the last few weeks...
very polite notice for fishing circles...
always good to have one of these to hand, even on a shop wall...
from an old saying Ed, one of three useless things never to be found on a fishing boat, one of the above - along with a naval officer and a wheelbarrow...
worth investigation perhaps...
cheers to David...
a blank canvas waiting to be painted...
the beloved Swordfish is now open for business after a complete makeover - though that doesn't mean it has been turned into a 'half paint and a pasty' pub as old man Dick Harvey once referred to the Dolphin in PZ post makeover...
with properly comfortable rooms and a beer garden all set for a blazing Summer...
the Swordfish...
boasts all the right-on requirements for a fishing-port pub...
even though it may have enjoyed a somewhat colourful ambience in the past harking back to more irreverent days when the port was packed with a much bigger fleet and bigger crews...
another stunning morning in the bay.
