Having spent many happy hours as a child fishing various venues in Rhyl, usually without any success, I decided to have a go again.

In June 2005, at the ripe old age of 36, I was invited by Sinbad to accompany him to the low tide mark, beyond The Perch, on the Kimnel Bay side of the river mouth. We both blanked in style, but the seed was planted. I loved the experiance and my mind was made up.

Sea Fishing was once again for me!!!!!

Part of what follows is a chronicle of my attempts to actually catch a fish from Rhyl Beach from that day to the present.

The rest of it may evolve over the coming years.(it is August 2006 at the time of writing)

Update - 24/11/2007

Well it's 2 and a half years since I re-discovered the delights of standing on a deserted beach trying to catch a fish.

I've spent hundreds of hours fishing with even more time taken preparing for the outings and endless discussions recounting stories and experiences as they happen.

It's a fine line balancing family life, work and fishing. I feel as if I have managed to divide my attention in a way that all aspects can be compatable.

There have been some incredibly memorable outings along the way. I have memories that will stay with me forever.

Alongside the 'memorable' trips, there have been many occasions where the fishing was slow. These sessions have also been immensely enjoyable.

Being stood on a wet and windy beach, with not a single other person insight is one of the most invigorating things you can experience. It makes you feel alive!

Rhyl only exists because of the beauty of the shoreline. A fact that had escaped me prior to picking up the rods again.

In all, it has been an incredible couple of years that I wouldn't have missed for the world.

Happy Days Indeed!!!!!!!