Two weekends ago, I went way up North to Hwacheon in Gangwon Province with two of my Fulbright buddies, Jing and Jillian. It was a 5-hour trek from Cheongju Cherryland to Hwacheon, but we were so glad to make it to the Hwacheon Ice Fishing Festival on its FINAL day. People paid 12,000 Won to catch fish with their bare hands at this festival. Included in the entrance fee were the bright orange shirts saggy knee-length pants we could wear in the fishing ring.
The contest began just minutes after we got to the festival site, so the three of us were very confused about what was going on. Women manning the changing booths shooed us into the line of people shivering and waiting to catch fish. Spectators bundled in their winter coats watched as one contestant after another jumped into the ring. The first contestant to catch three fish with his/her bare hands within five minutes would win the contest.
Those five minutes felt like fifteen minutes! My legs went kind of numb the moment I stepped in. For some reason, I thought that I could simply pluck the fish out of the water with ease. Nope! I was in squatting position, crouching with 3/4 of my arm submerged in the cold water, trying not to give myself away to the fish. Even my bra got wet from hunching over. The fish can detect any motion, and when you think that you've got them in your hands and squeeze, they slip right out because they're so slippery. I’m proud to say that I caught two fish, both of which I shoved down my shirt, in order to free up my hands to catch the third fish. Those two were flapping around my stomach, and removing them from my shirt was even worse! AKA see my face in the picture below.
|Go Jillian! Last woman standing in the ring!|
|Taking Flopping Fish #1 out of my shirt. Fish #2 was waiting by my belly button.|
|Salting the fish (after knocking its lights out) for the oven|
|Each aluminum foil-wrapped fish cooked in its grill for 30 minutes.|
Do you know what the best part of the day was? Eating the fish I caught just minutes after! Yumm!