Name boards of old Fife fishing boats in a museum in Anstruther, from my recent Scottish travels.
It’s all in a name, as they say.
I love these two names.
Names that speak to virtues of dependability and sustainability.
Symbols of strength to call on when braving the often harsh maritime environment.
Symbols are really just things that remind us of what we are about.
Playing pretend now – if you had a boat or ship, what would you name it?
Taking that one step further, if your life was a symbol or virtue ,what would it be?
Fishing boat docked in a Fife harbour.
It caught my eye because I’m a Leo, not a pirate – I would be pretty inept at that.
The naming of ships and boat is fascinating and very personal and I learned a bit about it when visiting a fishing museum in Anstruther a few days ago.
As for the flag , it reeks of maverick. I can see Captain Jack Sparrow at the helm, assuming of course that he had gone straight and taken up an honest life,lobster fishing …
In my previous post I mentioned the catching of lobsters and crabs.
Pictured are creels sitting on the dock at Pittenweem in the Kingdom of Fife.
Multi-coloured cages ,with acres of rope and string, to trap crustaceans in,as has been done in this manner for centuries.
Some things don’t change …and the catch still tastes sweet!
North Sea waves piledrive into the breakwater of the harbour at Pittenweem, Scotland yesterday.
The title of this post has an exclamation mark to bear witness to the velocity of wind and waves that roared and smashed during my stroll along the breakwater at dusk.Spectacular!
Powerful and unrelenting forces of nature versus man’s cunning engineering.
The breakwater protects fishing and other vessels in the harbour, where it is artificially calm.
Of course ,there are a lot less boats owing to the decline in the fisheries.
One day there may be no more haddock, crabs, lobster and prawns.
And,maybe no more breakwater if the sea has its revenge…