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Monday 24 April 2017

Monday morning market mayhem!


This mornings dawning sky has a distinctly watery look to it...


though the harbour looking southwards looks benign enough, time will tell...


despite there being only the one beam trawler putting fish on the market this morning the landings board was full with fish from 18 boats..


including the netter, Ygraine...


and the port's pollack handline specialist, Sea Spray...


there were boxes as far as they eye can see...


big fish were very much in evidence including two good shots of ray...


and turbot from netters using different kinds of gear fishing different areas...


giving the buyers plenty to choose from...


many of the local fleet like the Brit are members of the Seafish Responsible Fishing Scheme - currently we are waiting for news of a Responsible Fishing Scheme for ports which will help guarantee the quality of fish and greatly simplify the amount of administration required to do so...


along with the netters several of the visiting fleet of big Scottish trawlers landed over the weekend - hence the ray being winged to ease the task of boxing such big fish...


with the boats fishing west of the Scillys some of its local residents have put in an appearance, like these zulus...


plenty of a fish far more familiar to the kilted Celtic cousins, whiting...


more signs that summer is on the way with an increase in the number of John Dory being put ashore...


other white fish like haddock...


and megrim are more familiar to the local fleet...


while a perennial favourite of the BBQ brigade are red mullet from the ex-French stern trawler, Nicola Anne...


another fish found further west, but a little magic is needed to identify these beauties...


fish inhabiting different locations tend to blend in with the bottom type they live on, hence the difference in colour exhibited by these Dover sole...


down the quay the Joy of Ladram takes on new nets...


chain saws make light work of sawing these big tree trunks...


being used to provide new quay fenders...


detail of the rubbing strip...


kind of dog-like features on some...


the skies over Mount's Bay were busy enough with passing air traffic it seems.

Saturday 22 April 2017

Mid-week market in Newlyn


Tom treated to a stunning morning overlooking Mounts Bay...



as a few of the punts set to work just off the gaps...



the Lady H is getting ready for the summer...



yet more more trawl fish landings from the big Scottish prawners...



unusually, the Shekinah skin their monk tails...



boxes of JDs from the 23m prawner, Replenish...



and a few from local Dory chaser, young Roger Nowell...




the one beam trawler put ashore a good shot of monk, megrim and...


other flats like these plaice...



whole monk from the Replenish...



with a few boxes of these monsters of the deep...



auctioneer Ryan in full swing...



if you can't beat them, join them - the James RH scratched a handful of prawns from her trip...



thornbacks don't come much bigger...



nor do haddock...



gaping cod...



pristine turbot from the Govenek...



and a few hake...



sometimes the topside skin pigment appears on the belly of turbot...



not the happiest hake it seems...



time to get the fish off the market...



one of the top predators in western waters...



heading down the quay to sea...



as the Admiral Glanville heads for the end of the quay...



poser...



not exactly reflecting her former glory...



Sowenaa III packs a huge amount of boat in 26 feet of Buccaneer hull...



the tallship, Bessie Ellen provides classic sailing trips...



blue is the colour, fish is the game, Falfish wagon...



signs of summer, another visiting trawler, Radiance gets ready to take ice...



23 metres of registered length, modern stern trawlers and their big beams pack a huge amount of boat...



into a short length of boat...



checking the stern ropes...




tools of the trade for shelterdecked boats, the only way to get the better of all those deposits left behind by the gulls which chase the boats at sea every time they haul...