Digital Angling: The Future of Fishing
You ever tried fly fishing? I mean proper fly fishing—where the mist’s still clinging to the water at dawn, and you’re knee-deep in some hidden Devon stream, praying that monster brown trout doesn’t snap your leader? Yeah, that’s the stuff. Dom’s been guiding folks through moments like that for 25 years now, and trust me, the man knows his stuff. Whether you’re a total newbie (no shame—we all started somewhere) or a seasoned angler looking to tackle Exmoor’s wilder currents, he’s got your back.
Now, here’s the thing about Dom’s setup—it’s not some cookie-cutter “here’s a rod, good luck” operation. He actually listens. Fancy a chill half-day on the stillwaters with the kids? Done. Want to test your skills against pike that fight like they’ve got a personal grudge? He’ll take you to spots even locals overlook. And yeah, under-16s fish free on full-day bookings, which is pretty sweet if you’re trying to get the next generation hooked (pun intended).
Oh, and the perks? No nickel-and-diming here. Your day ticket’s covered, gear’s included (none of that rickety loaner tackle either), and Dom’ll even snap a few trophy shots for you—because let’s be honest, if there’s no proof, did it really happen? Lunch and licenses are optional, but why wouldn’t you? Nothing beats a riverside sandwich after outsmarting a cagey chub.
Locations? Take your pick. Fancy the adrenaline rush of hauling rainbows from reservoir depths? Or maybe you’re after the finesse game—stalking roach in those glass-clear Somerset backwaters. Dom’s got a knack for matching the water to your vibe. And if you’ve never held a fly rod? No sweat. His “how to not tangle yourself like a Christmas tree” lesson is legendary.
Seriously though, the man’s credentials are airtight—licensed, first-aid trained, all the boring-but-important boxes ticked—so you can focus on the fun part: actually catching fish. Wild, isn’t it? Most guides just dump you in a boat and check their watch.
Anyway, if you’re even remotely curious, shoot Dom a message. Worst case? You spend a day knee-deep in some of the prettiest countryside England’s got. Best case? You land the kind of fish that’ll haunt your dreams ’til next season.