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13/11/03 - Two questions

There are two difficult questions, which I constantly seem to be asked: “where do you live?” and “what do you do for a living?” They are particularly challenging because I'm not too sure myself. The first one is odd because it depends how it comes…

“Where's home for you then?”
“Well it feels like New Zealand sometimes”
“Ah, so you're a Kiwi?”
“Oh no, British”
“Ah so you're home is in the UK”
“No, not really”
“How come?”
“Well I don't live there”
“Where then?”
“Well I've recently spent 4 weeks in Spain”
“Right…”
*long pause*
“So where do you work then?”
“Hmm… challenging question”

I've been switching hemispheres since I was twenty, and all apart from two of them (one in Australia and another in the US) I've been nipping back to the UK for anything between three weeks and six months. Of course when I first started doing this I was working my way around. It's a bit more difficult to explain now:

“What do you do?”
“When?”
“For a living”
“I travel, fish, chase women”
“I really meant what's your work?” (ha ha)
“I'm a flyfisher”
“What, you make money doing that?”
“I guess so”
“How? By selling your catch?”
“Oh no, I put them back”
You put them back?? So, how do you make money then?”
“I own an Internet site”
“Really? What's it called?”
“Well, you're not going to believe this…”

Not that I'm complaining of course; I'm doing what I want to. Call it selfishness if you want, but I think that I should be doing what I want to do. That's what last week's newsletter was about. It doesn't matter what you do so long as it's what you want to do. OK, yes, that's a privileged position to be in, but how many lifetimes do we have? I don't care actually, I just want to enjoy this one, see as much of the world as I can, catch some sexy fish and – preferably – leave it a better place, and certainly no worse.

I don't think that's asking too much actually.

And I can live really cheap if I have to, and sometimes I've had to. I've travelled New Zealand, Australia and the States picking up all sorts of temp cash jobs. And that was fine, for once you know that even when you're completely broke, and jobless, you can still go out and find something, anything, then you never seem to worry about money again. In fact I never felt freer than when I had nothing.

Currently I have 40 kilos. I know that I have 40 kilos because the girl at the check-in desk told me. She made it sound like it was a lot. And she's right. However one of the advantages of travelling by way of the States, is that you can carry 40 kilos. The disadvantages are that… well we won't go into those, but let's just say that it's more hassle.

So I'm permanently on the road. It's been this way for a year really, and in one way or another most of my adult life, and although I touched base a couple of times this summer, I probably won't be returning to the UK/Europe next summer at all – instead I'll carry straight on to the States and follow the fly hatches. That should make Sexyloops quite interesting. After all, that's really what it's all been about: going flyfishing.

And I think the site needs a bit more focus on fishing in any case. The casting side is huge and very interesting, but now I'd like to develop the other areas and integrate the two more fully. The focus over the next few months will be on this and of course, the commercialisation of Sexyloops.

No, I'm not selling out (Tom); I am in fact implementing The Plan.

Talking of which, you may have noticed, Sage has now entered the sponsorship program.

Right, tomorrow I'll fish with Deano and after this I'll work out how to get down to Invercargill so I can pick up my truck. The Pulsewagon's been sold – for a paint-job (read that carefully) – and I'm now in possession of a 4x4, or at least I will be once I've reached Invercargill.

And am I looking forward to going there again… ;)

Great to be back,
Paul

Essential Bush Skills

The start of any flytying good flytying sequence involves squirting The Light of Apgai on your polyprops
Both alarm and curiousity set in when the polyprops start melting
Putting the lid back on the jar to stop *that* happening again
The flytying proper is underway
Notice the composure, that's true class that is
A difficult bit, you can tell that from the vacant expression
Essential bush skills: the third hand
Notice my hat here, it's quite daring
Snip, snip
I'm not quite sure what I'm doing here, but it's cool
Trimming an oversize hackle that appears to have become trapped in the whip finnish manoevre
Delicate precision work, the hallmark of any good flytyer
A sexy catch...

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