So its good to see the Spirit of Mystery live up to her name as she ferries Pete, his brother Andy, son Eliot and friend Mark across to Oz in style. Valentine's day was anything but romantic for Pete and his intrepid crew as they were forced to mark the halway point of the second leg of their historic voyage by weathering the worst storm they have yet to experience. 
One week after the vicious little blow that swept the region last Monday sees barely a ripple in the harbour this morning...
as another porbeagle shark finds its way on to the market, this one from the Newquay netter, Band of Hope.....
on top of things and a chance to discuss the lowest fuel prices for some time on the Heltor tanker fleet....
it seems some mother's do 'av 'em......
evidence that there is now good monk fishing from the Aaltje Adriante ......
while the Little Pearl may have ended her winter sardine season last week there are tell-tale signs on the quay that other's in the fleet are continuing to catch away....
sign opposite the fish market, advance warning that the Fradgan will be closed for a few days next week.....
a tranquil scene looking across to the Jubilee Pool from the prom this morning.......
various members of the cephalapod family are still in evidence with trips from the beam trawlers on the market.
Work continues aboard the Ripple in preparation for her maiden voyage, more carpentry from the steady hand of John Lambourn now sees a set of wooden mounts for the port and starboard nav lights in place.....
sitting alongside relief RNLB Beth Sell, the Sound Diver a dive charter boat from the Lochaline Dive Centre based in the Sound Of Mull 44 miles west of Fort William.....
time to get the boxes back abord the Charisma before she heads out for another neap tide.....
a quick job on the hard for the Dom Bosco.......
as the CarolH heads out to sea on Sunday afternoon.....
in store its time to build up a season's worth of traditional withy pots for the Inspiration.....
and there's a queue at the iceworks this morning.
The sun comes up over a tranquil Bay, a far cry from the beginning of the week.....
though careful inspection of the waterline along the quay still reveals a ground sea in evidence....
there are only a handful of boats left in port.
Gurnards for bait covered to keep the gulls away.....
wait on the quay alongside the Emma Louise and Intuition.....
while alongside the market all ahnds guide Royden reversing the trailor alongside the Little Pearl....
so that the ring net can come ashore marking the end of the winter's sardine fishing for the boys.
The Lyonnesse makes her way back to Newlyn.....
while the waning moon sets over the top of the village.....
Thursday's market hall......
plenty of tidying up to do aboard the Resurgan.
Visiting Sennen lifeboat nestles between the lugger Ripple and Ivan Ellen.....
good job the residents here weren't quite as touchy about changes to the vista in Newlyn or maybe the Harbour and the RNLI may have been forced to go to the High Court just to get the access bridge passed - though it does have a certain charm at high water of an evening.....
a fresh set of nets in bins wait to go aboard the Carol H before she sets off on her next trip.