Fishing Lake in Wrexham

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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 Wrexham: Broadway, Droitwich, Evesham, Malvern, Pershore, Tenbury Wells, Worcester

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Fishing Lake Reviews in Wrexham

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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

‘Just what you said would happen. There is so little money to be earned by the people here, but we have worked with them to take advantage of the large amount of rupees that visiting anglers spend. Instead of bringing supplies for my expeditions, I now phone ahead to ask local traders to stock sufficient to support the needs of my visitors. I have shown some how to run camps and cook for the western palate, and to provide local logistics like ponies and trucks. I have even helped train ghillies and guides for wildlife and cultural tourism. Now these people make

A few weeks later, Frank and Terry decided it was high time they repaid Ron in kind. They were fishing from Chesil Beach, a long, thin strand of shingle along Dorset’s Jurassic coast in southern England. They each had two rods, one to throw out as far as they could with ragworm baits in the hope of a decent plaice or black bream, the other for fishing closer in with squid, trying to intercept any bass that might be feeding in the breakers. They didn’t often hook bass there, but when they did, it was usually a decent one, Frank having caught the record for the tr

Steve took another couple of smaller giant trevallies and was playing a fourth fish. He hadn’t seen it yet and wasn’t convinced it was a trevally. It was definitely the smallest fish he had hooked so far and wasn’t fighting with the same gusto as the others. He began to bully it towards the surface, then everything went solid on him, as though the fish had snagged him on an obstruction of some kind.
‘I think he’s taken me into the rocks.’
‘No rocks here; not that shallow, anyway. Hey, what’s happening?’
The solid ‘rock’ had now woken up and Steve’s rod