The guide in question is Maki Caenis. I've thought long and hard about whether to mention his name, because truth be told, he was unprofessional, impolite and he let me down at the eleventh hour by cancelling my booking. In fact the week before he had already threatened to cancel my booking by sending me an email headed "urgent response required". The email explained that he had another client desperate to fish with him on the same day as my booking and unless I replied urgently to confirm my booking he would "have no choice" but to cancel mine. Fortunately I happened to check my email account that day but couldn't avoid the strong whiff that something just wasn't right with the guide from thereon in. I'd prefer to write about positive things but this guy was rude and his eventual cancellation two days before our diary date was most inconvenient to me, meaning I had to look around for another guide at short notice and change my travel schedule. The silver lining however is that the replacement guide I found was excellent and I'm more than happy to endorse him - Motohiro Ebisudani (Ebi). In short, Ebi has a good command of English, has fished for trout and other species on the fly all over the world and his friendly style put me at complete ease. Even better, Ebi's fee (communicated to me very clearly and upfront as an all inclusive charge) came in at just a little over half of what Maki Caenis wanted to charge (or more appropriately my best estimate of what Maki Caenis wanted to charge). I'll leave it to you to decide if you wish to hire Maki Caenis if you're ever fortunate enough to visit Japan...
|Fishing up the little tributary|
|My first Yamame|
Ebi's guiding business is based out of Tokyo so I had to make my way back there which was as simple as jumping on a one-change Shinkansen (bullet train) on Japan's highly efficient rail network. I explained to Ebi that I wanted to target Yamame and Iwana and he said no problem. He seemed more concerned that his suggested collection time of 05h30 outside my hotel would be too early for me. Being a national holiday in Japan he wanted to avoid the traffic out of the city and I replied that it's never too early to start the day for a fishing trip! We hit the road for 90 minutes north west of Tokyo where we reached the base of the imposing Tanzawa mountains. There we started to ascend what is probably the most impressive and vertigo-inducing mountain pass I have driven in my life. In many places the road is a single lane and cyclists tearing down the hill in the opposite direction kept us on our toes. Out on the river a little later I actually felt a slight bit of motion sickness from the winding road - it's highly unusual for me to get motion sickness from a car so it gives you an idea of the state of the road!
Driving down the other side of the pass to the valley basin I caught glimpses of a little powder blue tributary through the trees which we followed until we met the main river. Ebi commented "lots of fishermen" as we pulled up and I noticed a handful of fly fishermen rigging up in the car park. What followed was incredible, yet highly enjoyable because it was so different to anything I have experienced before. There were probably about 30 fly fishermen sharing something in the region of one to two kilometres of river. Ebi shrugged his shoulders and simply muttered "Tokyo style fishing". Anywhere else in the world the chances of fisticuffs erupting with this many roving fishermen sharing such a limited space would be high, but typical Japanese politeness prevailed. At one stage I glanced downstream and saw four fly fishermen fishing the four pools immediately downstream of me like the river was a conveyor belt at one of the country's leading car manufacturers. Usually this type of fishing would be a big turn off for me but I enjoyed the complete uniqueness of the situation (for me at least), the single-minded purpose on display and the sense of camaraderie between anglers. It also helped that the fish didn't seem to mind and I immediately started to catch them.
|Voicing my disapproval at the ugliest little stocked rainbow I have ever caught. If you have native species like Yamame and Iwana why stock rainbow trout?|
|Getting bigger but still ugly|
|Now this is a nice rainbow trout!|
To avoid the crowds and "get my eye in" Ebi took me to the confluence of the tributary we had seen from the road, seemingly ignored by the other anglers. I had instant success in the tributary, convincing what appeared to be a Yamame to take a para RAB, but lost the fish in the fight. In the very next pool my fly stuck and I brought an Iwana to the net for my first fish of the day. An Iwana is a species of char and shares strong similarities with Arctic char and brook trout. Shortly afterwards I brought a 9 inch Yamame to hand, a near trophy, and convinced myself from its near perfect fins and tail that it was a wild fish. The river here is stocked - it has to be to feed the needs of the high number of fishermen - and I did catch many other Yamame and rainbow trout which were clearly the product of hatchery ponds.
It was a fantastic morning of fishing, followed by a curry lunch and salad at the lodge and a further hour's fishing in the afternoon before we set off to beat the rush hour traffic in Tokyo. I lost count of the fish I caught but it was somewhere between 25 and 30 (I'd guess 60% were Yamame, 30% were Iwana and 10% were rainbows). The rainbows were generally ugly little creatures but my best fish of the day was a fat little rainbow in perfect condition with no signs of a hatchery upbringing on its mouth, fins and tail.
|The fishing lodge, called 'Tanzawa Home'|
|Tokyo in the far distance|
|There are bears here. One fisherman even walked with a bell rigged to his leg to make his presence known to any otherwise unsuspecting bear|
I really enjoyed this day of fishing! Thanks Ebi.
[Credit to Ebi for the majority of photos in this post]