Davy Smyth
The school bell peals. A young boy races out the gates and down to the end of the pier at Carnlough Harbour, where his waiting father has moored the family fishing boat. They set off, the boat bobbing over the waves as they leave the picturesque Victorian harbour and head out into the bay. The boy helps put out the nets at the back of the boat as they head off to look for plaice. The chatter of kittiwakes and guillemots seems to rise as, one by one, plaice skip into the nets. Hours pass, the setting sun ignites the bay, the reddish glow transforming the beautiful hills around Carnlough.