Fishing Lake in Cardiff

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UK Fishing Lake

Taff Bargoed Angling Association, Fishing Lodge, Treharris, CF46 6RD
Tel. 01443 414988

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Covering the following areas in Cardiff: Abbots Ripton, Arrington, Barkway, Benwick, Bythorn, Cambridge, Castor, Caxton, Chatteris, Chrishall, Comberton, Cottenham, Croxton, Elsworth, Ely, Fowlmere, Gamlingay, Great Gransden, Guyhirn, Histon, Huntingdon, Isleham, Kelshall, Kimbolton, Madingley, Manea, March, Newton, Papworth St Agnes, Parson Drove, Peterborough, Potton, Prickwillow, Pymore, Ramsey, Royston, Sandy, St Ives, St. Neots, Steeple Morden, Stretham, Swavesey, Teversham, Tilbrook, Tydd, West Wratting, Willingham, Winwick, Wisbech, Wisbech St Mary, Wrestlingworth

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Fishing Lake Reviews in Cardiff

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You will find short extracts from Amazing Fishing Stories on each of our directory pages. There is a link to buy the book on our book page.

Short Extract

‘We always keep some wood and kindling and matches here, just in case anyone gets caught out on the lough or wants a dry place to have lunch. You must have started the fire yourself. The rest was in your imagination, Mr Cuthbertson, believe me!’
Charles slowly nodded his head. That must have been it: he had managed to find his way here and light a fire, but everything else had been a dream.
O’Reilly put an arm round his shoulder and guided him out through the door. ‘Let’s get you back to the hotel, where you can have a bath and a decent breakfast. You’ll f

The session went well from the start. Mark had long given up using live baits for pike and instead offered them a herring with an incision down the belly to let the smell of the guts radiate around to attract predators. From the first cast, small jack pike hit the bait, but it was an hour or so into fishing that he had his first take from a reasonable fish. He followed the time-honoured method of hooking a pike: let it run with the bait until it stops, then give it a few seconds to turn the fish round in its mouth in preparation for swallowing it head first and

Victor managed to tell the story between sobs and sighs, but his tale was half-hearted. ‘I know you don’t believe me, I just know you don’t, but it’s true, all true, I promise…!’
‘Victor, of course we believe you,’ said his father, ‘especially as I think
I know what’s happened.’ ‘What?’
‘I saw a very large bird making off over the loch holding something in its talons. I think an eagle may have come down and stolen your fish.’
Victor sniffed and stared at him. It made sense, especially as he had seen a glimpse of a huge bird himself. ‘But you’ll nev