Fishing for Work

Flyfishing in Korea

 

Finding a teaching job is a lot like hunting: hence “job hunting” I suppose. You research, get the right equipment, make a plan then do the work and capture your prize.

At least ideally.

On the other hand, my sister pointed out it may be more like fishing. It requires a lot of paraphernalia: portfolios, coat and tie, computer and printer, FedEx envelopes, etc. There is a lot of preparation: organizing resume, soliciting references, researching alternatives and potential locations.

Eventually you need to cast. Whether you are fishing with a worm and bobber, trolling behind a boat or casting flies, you need to get your hook in the water. This point reminds of Red (from the Red Green show), “Remember to keep your stick on the ice!”

Depending on your fishing style, true to job searching, you need to work your hook. If bobbing, keep it in the water and keep an eye on it. Check occasionally to make sure bait is still attached. Pay attention; watch for movement.

If casting flies you need to find your rhythm, watch your footing and cover the target area. This is one thing that makes fly fishing so much fun; there is always something to do.

The movement itself can be its own reward. Even if there are no trout rising, you can still cast and practice. Work on getting more distance; work on a softer landing. Try different casts to avoid the brush behind while getting maximum distance up the water.

It also matters what the trout are eating. If you are casting the wrong fly you will get a lot of exercise and practice but no fish.

I think I am treating the process a bit like fly fishing; hopefully; with some artistry. But if not, at least I am getting better at casting. Cast, drift, reel in line; cast, drift, reel in line, cast again …

So far the hypnotic aspect eludes me. Lot’s of sweat; the only bites are insects biting me instead of fish on the line. I might have timed it wrong. Or it might be the timing is right. Maybe the insect hatch indicates trout are on the rise. Maybe I can expect a beautiful trout to be watching carefully under the surface for a big fat fly to touch down. “Be patient,” I remind myself.

“Do the work.”

Cast; drift; pull in the line.

Cast; drift; pull in the line.

No fish rising, but the pole is flexing beautifully; the line and tippet are collaborating into perfect arcs. The light is falling amber through the alders. It’s beautiful and one fragment of this scene is my volitional creation, born of many casts. Probably made better for doing more casting than reeling in. I’m just going to enjoy it.

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