Goddionduon is the sort of name that trips up anyone not fluent in Welsh place-names, and the sort of lake that rewards the trouble of learning to say it properly. It sits in the hills above Betws-y-Coed alongside the club's other waters, small and unbothered, the kind of place you fish as much for the walk as for the water itself. The wild browns are exactly what you'd expect from a lake this size and this high up — quick, plentiful on a good evening, sulking under a hard blue sky. No boat, no frills, just heather and a rod. Go when the wind's soft and the light's fading, and don't feel obliged to tell anyone where you've been.
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