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Back To Newlyn with an Hour to spare.

Well the Clocks went back so it left us with this extra hour so I decided to have a wander round the harbour on my way home just before we lost the sun for the day. (At least the harbour did)

Seemed very quiet tonight and the tide was low with most of the fleet out it left the quay empty:

Newlyn Empty Quay

Newlyn Empty Quay

I wasn’t alone in my pursuit of my art, I passed by the ice house and there was an Artist squatting skething the scene.. and very nicely from what I caught over her shoulder…
Sketching the scene
Sketching the scene

Must have been pretty uncomfortable squatting like that for some time judging by the amount she’d already sketched.. especially when the harbour supplies us with so many natural stools..

makes a nice resting stool for artists!
makes a nice resting stool for artists!
Further round and the activity started with Lyonesse moving around with the youngsters bailing something out.. not totally sure what they were doing.. its at times like these I wish I had the knowledge to imaprt the detils to you as well as laurence (Through the Gaps) Hartwell.. if you’ve not found his wonderful blog then please do by clicking the link and enjoy life in Newlyn in a way I could never describe…
Crew of Lyonesse

Crew of Lyonesse

Crew of Lyonesse

Crew of Lyonesse

Almost tripped over a Dogfish that the young black back gulls had been pecking at
Dogfish by the Market
Dogfish by the Market

I wandered down the far side by the harbour wall and watched the usual pied wagtails flitting backwards and forwards while the Blackbacks just watched on Nonchalently from their High perch above the workshops..
The light was falling fast as the sun slowly descended behind chywoone hill, casting some nice lazy long shadows and sparkling off the water light millions of tiny flashlights .

Know what this is?  Afraid Not.. (a frayed knot) ah well..
Know what this is? Afraid Not.. (a frayed knot) ah well..

 The Soft light warmed the stark lighthouse standing on the end of the quay and the pastel shades were already lighting up in the clouds..

Soft Light on the Lighthouse
Soft Light on the LighthouseKnowing I didn’t have much light left, and nothing to do with the fact that Leanne had called me on the radio to say she’d made a cup of tea at the van, I turned and walked back down the quay catching whatever images I could see in the fading evening light..Snowdrop mooring up to wait for the tide
Shackle and Ring
Shackle and Ring
Ruth undergoing work
Ruth undergoing work
Not through the Gaps but through the Ropes with lady jaqueline heading out
Not through the Gaps but through the Ropes with lady jaqueline heading out

And the last of the evening sun was fast dissapearing behind Chywoone

Last beams of sunlight
Last beams of sunlightOnly the far ends of the quay were still catching the sun so a final chance to catch the last few Boats from the fleet in the evening sunsetProudly catching the last rays of sunshine along the quay

Well that was the wrap for me and one final shot of Ruth high upon her plynth before going behind the lifeboat offices to my van and packing my gear away with a nice cup of Tea made by my lovely wife for me.

Ruth up in the air

Ruth up in the air

A nice slow drive back through Mousehole and up the hill home to mark the first day of the end of british summer time for 2009… Hope you enjoyed the post and pics

Till the next time
mel

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