Fishing Lake in Cleveland

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Golden Loch Fishing, Clatterwallops House, Berryhill Farm, Cupar, KY14 6HZ
Tel. 01337 840355

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Covering the following areas in Cleveland: Bagillt, Birkenhead, Buckley, Chester, Deeside, Ellesmere Port, Flint, Holywell, Mold, Neston, Prenton, Wallasey, Wirral

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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.

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They were quite optimistic that morning, as the weather had been rough up until a couple of days before but now the water was clearing, with enough of a swell to create some decent surf in the breakers. The bream and flatties should be feeding out in the deeper water, and it was an ideal sea state for a marauding bass to pick up one of the
whole calamari squid rolling around in their path, about 30 yards off the beach.
Frank and Terry hadn’t hatched any special plan to pay Ron back; it was just that, as he had walked some distance away to answer a call of

The tarpon only had to run further into the trees and the fight would have been over before it began. Instead, it decided to head directly for open water, and the route it chose, the most direct one, went straight between John’s legs!
With his rod pointed through the branches and both feet firmly trapped in the gooey mud, John couldn’t turn, so Robin watched from the boat’s casting platform as the tarpon, having reached open water and the end of the available line, started leaping a couple of yards behind John’s back. The sight of an enraged tarpon jumping ar

They took measurements and photographs and returned the fish to the river, where it recovered almost immediately and glided serenely away to lie beside a boulder opposite them, as though nothing untoward had ever happened. Then there was much hand shaking and back slapping, and the grin on Gendall’s face said it all: this was as much a triumph for him as it was for John.
They sat and ate their lunch, which was made all the better because they could still see the fish holding station right in front of them. Gendall did the weight calculations by comparing the