Gone Fishin’ for Steelhead
Sorry I haven’t been posting the last few weeks. To update folks, the company I was working with was sold at the end of December, and I continued to work there through the end of January. This is a great thing for me for a number of reasons.
When I joined this company 5 years ago the plan and intention was to put the company into a position where we could sell it. Our goal was to bring a return to our investors, board of directors and employees. This was not a long-term play. I knew coming into this job that who ever would purchase us, would be large enough that they would have their own HR group and I would probably be out of a job. The goal was to work myself out of a job. Needless to say, with the sale of the company, I was pretty busy.
If you have stuck with this blog, you know my other passion is fly-fishing for Steelhead and the months of February and March are the height of the season here in the Pacific Northwest. For the next 30 days I have rented a house with a great friend and professional fly fishing angler / photographer Brett Seng here in Forks Washington. For those of you not familiar with Forks, this is where the book and movie series Twilight was based and filmed. Blogging will be sporadic but I will continue to try to get something up in between fishing, tying flies and visiting with friends who travel to this part of the world each year to chase Anadromous fish.
That being said, I am going through the job-hunting process myself and thought it would be an interesting experience to blog about some of the events along the way. There are actually a lot of analogies between job hunting and Steelhead fishing with a fly, so there will be an occasional post there as well. I will try to make it all relevant to job hunting and careers.
More to come, but in the mean time, I have posted a picture that Brett Seng captured of me on the Queets river.
See you at the after party,
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