The sounds and smells here are an elixir; the banter and laughter of the fisherman, the cry of gulls, music from a nearby boat and the ocean roar from the outer bar. It has taken close to 45 minutes to cut one window. now there is a second one. The ocean spray eats away at the windows and they need to be replaced every two years.
On the other boat two fisherman pull in endless feet of nets. They are untangling and cleaning nets, many of which have hooks in them. The fish they catch with these nets are mostly monk, skate and dogfish. Destination; China, Japan, France, England, " all over the place."
As I watch these fisherman I am in awe. It is hard work but I think most of them love what they do. They have a profound connection to the sea. They also have a connection to anyone who loves and eats fish. They put food on our tables and for that we should give thanks.