Amanda waved to a friend who towed his rusty but reliable old trawler to the boatyard.

The streamlined vessel bumped up against the jetty just as the last of the supplies were taken off the old trawler.

To work one of those old trawlers is to be on the moon.

A trawler, old but classic, was brought up from the muddy bottom, where she had tried to bury her ancient bones, and completely restored.

One morning, a big old trawler materializes very close to them, congealing out of nothing as the fog lifts.

In the middle of this area an old trawler sits, being cut up for scrap, cutting torches illuminating the black surface of the water all around.

At the Carib harbor, there was a wharf where a few rusty old trawlers lay moored.

My guess is the old blue trawler, or maybe the red one with the yellow wheelhouse.

I jumped the railing and boarded the old trawler for what was very likely the last time.

An old trawler is as dangerous as an old oil tanker.