Caught on a hot August morning!
Caught on a hot August morning!
Very busy, but still enough time on a Sunday to catch some herabuna.
Celebrated with a river of Yebisu.
Fishing at a stocked herabuna pond seems to me one of the most scientific forms of angling there is, in addition to being very fun too. I never tire of it, and am glad to have made the trip despite my recent busy schedule.
the only underground railway station in the world that has bamboo fishing rods on display in it: Hatogaya. Three herabuna rods, one kawahagi and what looks like a rod for snapper.
The bamboo nori frames are stuck in place at Kanazawa Hakkei; the nori will be ready to harvest in December. I always like sailing from Hakkei and this time was no different.
This photo was from last Tuesday; the weather was still roasting-hot but at least there was a breeze. Today I went herabuna fishing in Tokyo to crown off three trips in the last week – flathead, aji and hera – and we have a another long weekend from this Friday, so we shall see what’s to do then.
Over the holidays I also broke down and bought a secondhand bamboo herabuna rod; my current one, also bought secondhand, is near its end, creaking whenever there is a fish on and somewhat warped beyond repair. I consider it a marvel that it is indeed the first bamboo rod I have bought this year, and it being September; however, in hindsight I have built three new rods myself in 2011! With the autumnal equinox soon upon us it is almost offshore haze season, so I broke out my haze rods from storage and look forward to hitting the water soon. I replaced the black nylon line on a couple of my rods with a new-fangled high visibility white line, and re-greased the joints in preparation.
From the cook-house: salt beef cooked in the Jewish deli-style (of course served with very vinegary dill pickles, hot mustard and rye bread). This stuff is boiled for many hours and then eaten hot, but if instead it is caked with crushed black pepper and hot-smoked, and thin-cut, it becomes pastrami.
I also dry-cured some pork which made acceptable bacon. This time I used a brown sugar cure:
The rashers ended up as a gift for a neighbour, but the end-pieces (usually a bit salty and difficult to slice properly) were easily taken care of in a simple pasta, chopped up and sauteed with red bell peppers, shiitake mushrooms and Japanese shiso leaves:
Made the trip up to Kasumigaura for some freshwater fishing yesterday. The mist and vapours gave an air of impending Spring, but it was deceptive: the rice farmers were burning the stubble in their fields and all about was still Wintery brown brush and low water. There was plenty of birdlife around, which always provides a diversion when fishing Kasumigaura: I spotted a Kingfisher, gigantic Grey Heron – surely one of the most absurd creatures in flight – and although I thought I remarked a buzzard, it turned out to be one of the usual kites. The regular discharges of shotguns in the distance throughout the afternoon was another reminder that it is still Winter, and perhaps accounted for the lack of pheasants that I usually spot when fishing in the area.