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It's another fine FishyFrday in Newlyn.

Last few hours for the netting fleet before they leave their berths to take ice and head away for the next tide...

with fine weather comes fine fishing and the auction was full of inshore landings this morning...

with boats like the Immy putting Cornish sole ashore...

along wit plenty of rays...

braces of brill...

fresh blood means fresh fish...

not that the squid fishing s too cracky...

the oddly named Plus Four...

the port's biggest boat Enterprise landed their usual selection of ground fish like these turbot...

more megs...

plaice...

lemons...

monk tails...

haddock...

and Dovers...

while Tom took good luck talisman Ben with him who obviously knows a thing or two about where those summer-time JDs live...

a shining example from the Butts...

of those beautiful bass...

live brown crab...

and a box or three of blues made up the rest f the day's fish up for auction...

those shellfish guys get through way more bait than the local fleet can catch for them...

PJ heads away...

and out through the gaps...

every little helps to increase propulsion power...

off with the old prop and its mystical markings...

homage to the sun god...

as young Andrew...

steers the punt Benediction...

through the rays of the rising sun spreading its heartwarming glow over all those lucky enough to make their living from the sea...

while inland the cold night air has created an early morning mist...

that has begun to roll down form the hills at the back of the port...

giving the old ice works an almost castle-in-the-air look...

not that the net-setter working from the depths of the net shed...

 gets to enjoy the view...

always good to the the Ivan Ellen and the inshore boat exactly where they are - in berth and not at sea...

the hunt for mackerel continues under mystical St Michaels Mount...

the tranquil scene disturbed only by a guy riding some sort of witches broom around the bay.

Newlyn, basking in glorious early morning sunshine.

Ray's of early morning sunshine, won't be too long before the market starts its working day in darkness so morning's like this are to be cherished...

whereas these rays are on their way to Smarts for skinning...

the humble gurnard come in many shades...

a brace of bonito tuna...

pristine red mullet...

megrim or Cornish sole make fine eating when cooked on the bone...

as do brill...

while bass taste good however they are served up...

the meaty monk tail makes for a great curry dish with any recipe from southern India or Sri Lanka.....

crawfish are now seen everywhere, recent studies which include tagged fish being returned locally indicate that they have been moving ever northwards from the waters off Portugal and Spain...

not the prettiest of fish but oh so tasty and not a bone in sight...

and Newlyn sees tons of them landed daily...

yet another fine start to the day...

with one of the younger local resident gulls taking stock of the situation...

temporarily held up in port with a dose of Covid...

local scallops get a reprieve for a day...

the classic west cargo ketch Bessie Ellen - book an adventure you won't forget...

makes a fine sight for those that pass close by on their way to sea...

as the skipper heads ashore for an early morning cuppa following her work carried out by Brad and his team at Sandy Cove boatyard.