Fishing Lake in Denbighshire

Find a Place to Fish in Denbighshire

Find out where to fish – ALWAYS BEST TO GIVE THEM A RING – search for the best places to fish near you, local fishing spots, using our fishing lakes directory.In addition, learn more about species that can be caught in these waters as well as places to buy fishing tackle, licenses, equipment etc. from our friendly experts listed here.

UK Fishing Lake

Fiag Estate, Trench Farm Red Hall Lane, Wrexham, LL13 0NA
Tel. 01444 881161

Llandegla Trout Coarse Fishery, Casgan Dittw, Wrexham, LL11 3AA
Tel. 01978 755851

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Covering the following areas in Denbighshire: Barnard Castle, Bedale, Bishop Auckland, Catterick Garrison, Crook, Darlington, Ferryhill, Hawes, Leyburn, Newton Aycliffe, Northallerton, Richmond, Shildon, Spennymoor

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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

The next day was blowing too hard to go to sea, so they phoned the Fisheries Laboratory in Plymouth to tell them about the shark and ask what it could be.
‘Great white,’ came the immediate response. ‘It probably followed the mackerel shoals across the Atlantic. We’ve known about them in British waters for years.’
This was before Stephen Spielberg made Jaws, so great whites didn’t have the global reputation that they do today. Even so, Rick’s interest was aroused and he was determined to catch something more interesting than the blue sharks he had hooked ma

‘Take it home and eat it. My father’s rather partial to eel.’
It was after midnight when Barry arrived at his house. His immediate problem was that, after six hours in a fish hold and a similar time in the boot of the car while supper was eaten, a couple of pints drunk and he had driven home, it was probably advisable to take some conservation measures, otherwise the fish might not be edible by morning. He took a large box of sea salt from the kitchen, grabbed the plastic-covered eel in both arms and staggered up the stairs as quietly as he could, mindful tha

The door opened and he fell across the threshold.
‘Oh, you poor dear!’ said an old woman. ‘You look as though you’re perished. Come in by the fire.’
Charles nodded and smiled his thanks at her, then lurched across and sank to his knees in front of the open grate.
‘You’ll be wanting some tea,’ she said, ‘and I have some stew on the hob. Here, now, take those clothes off and I’ve a blanket you can wear until they’re dry.’
‘You’re … too kind,’ he stammered, his teeth chattering uncontrollably.
‘Nonsense! I often help the fishermen off the lough. Ol