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CÚL OF THE ROCK

          that A. Atkinson referred to in 1815 as a ‘half-formed harbour.
          This was the wave-scoured deeper channel edging the lee of the
          Gray Stones that became the kernel from which the town fanned
          out  and  grew. This  was  the  place,  also,  of  which  a  Fisheries
          Inspector named Mr J. Irvine, echoing the experience of local
          fishermen, reported in the 1820s:


              ‘Every heavy gale from the northward fills up this harbour and
              the next year’s southerly one opens it up again …’

          and then continued his recommendation in support of what the
          local fishermen wanted:


              ‘The opinion therefore of the fishermen also is that if a mere
              breakwater  of  loose  stones  was  run  out  from  the  beach
              towards the eastward with a return to the southward it would
              not only protect them from the northerly gales which are most
              prevalent and dangerous but would also prevent the partial
              choking of the harbour which then takes place.’


          And then, a ‘wheen of waiting’.

              Within   five   years    of   it  being    photographed      so
          comprehensively by Robert French some sixty years after that
          report, the Cúl of the Rock was already silted over due to the
          construction of the pier in the mid eighteen  eighties, and was
          gone  within  the  next  decade  as  a  consequence  of  the
          inadequacy of the north groyne completed in 1888/89.


              It was at this very spot, where once a half-transomed boat
          with four rowing thwarts was sculled to shore by a lone figure
          standing in the well of the boat, having tended to the mooring
          lines of a top sail schooner moored at the face of the jetty, that
          my brother Billy and I daily baited our lines in 1951, the year I
          first  fished  the  longline;  when  I  was  fourteen,  and  he  was

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