No go! The Carol H, normally the first netter away, is still against the qauy. The forecast gives gales for Sunday, which on top of the swell running (see below) would be more than uncomfortable. Shaun Edward's crew having put the grub aboard head off to the Mission and wait to see the forecast again. Back in the mission a number of skippers check the MagicSeaweed site - the swell animation for the week looks awful on Wednesday and Thursday! In the deceptively calm conditions, Pru Esther makes her way in after an ealry morning shot at Cornish sardines. A close inspection of the horizon tells a different story - if the horizon, all of fifteen miles away appears as a wavy line imagine just how much 'sea' is running out there! Take off - the gulls don't care!
A stormy outlook for the day as the Anglian Princess rides anchor. The Kuzh Heol makes it back into Newlyn after spending 24 hours at sea. The Eridan joins the Kristel Vihan(Little Kristel). Terry, le patron of the Kristel Vihan and crew watch the Eridan manouvering in the storm force sou'westerly winds. All three vessels eventually made it into tier.
Loctudy boats Eridan, Oceanideand Le Jusant sheltering for weather.
KuzhHedl, Kristel Vihan, Gwaien and the Santez Anna.
As ever there is no respite for the crew so the trawl is up for mending - so the London cabbie has it tough eh? The boats in these picture have been working in gale-force winds all week - but 60 knots is too much even for them!
The Loctudy boats sport their crest with two langoustine flanking an anchor.
The skipper of Le Jusant gives the wheelhouse windows a scrub with the pressure washer.
The ConchaMarvivier lorry decorated with spider crabs reverses down the quay to pick up crab from the local crabbers who worked through Saturday's weather.
Four crabbers and the last two gill-netters to make it home, Carol H and the Sowenna. Ex Sowenna skipper Mitch must be glad he can now take it easy on his new cat over in the Scillies!
Taking brown crab aboard the ConchaMarvivier lorry.
Meanwhile, out in the bay its not just MCA Coastguard vessel Anglian Princess riding out the waves, two local Newlyn lads take advantage of a rare wave off Newlyn Green.
Even St Michael's Mount looks like its sitting in the middle of a cauldron.
Bet you've never seen a torso and a camel togther before! Badcock's Gallery, Newlyn. The lump is visible on the horizon and more weather is due tonight. In the meantime, its all go on a Saturday for the Newlyn Orion Art Gallery's extension building project. The local shop for local people, Newlyn Post Office.
On a day like this, better in here looking out, than out there looking in.Except of course the boys on the crabbers who don't get to miss many days at sea. The Cesca landing alongside the fish market straight to a vivier wagon. Meanwhile, the latest addition to the Rouse fleet, Dom Bosco rides the swell in the harbour at the end of the new quay.Loctudy registered, and proud of it, The Annais makes use of the time to put a trawl back together under the shelterdeck. Becalmed inside Badcocks gallery, two yachts form part of the latest exhibition - when you've had a dose of art, catch a beer in the Swordfish, Star or Dolphin all within spittin' distance. Early Saturday morning and the Annais heads for home with the customary starboard list - maybe to counteract the Westerly swell she's going to roll with on her way South.
On a day like this, better in here looking out, than out there looking in.Except of course the boys on the crabbers who don't get to miss many days at sea. The Cesca landing alongside the fish market straight to a vivier wagon. Meanwhile, the latest addition to the Rouse fleet, Dom Bosco rides the swell in the harbour at the end of the new quay.Loctudy registered, and proud of it, The Annais makes use of the time to put a trawl back together under the shelterdeck. Becalmed inside Badcocks gallery, two yachts form part of the latest exhibition - when you've had a dose of art, catch a beer in the Swordfish, Star or Dolphin all within spittin' distance. Early Saturday morning and the Annais heads for home with the customary starboard list - maybe to counteract the Westerly swell she's going to roll with on her way South.