I’ll share my latest experience from yesterday’s fantastically crazy fishing in Tokyo Bay. My friend Virginius visited me this week. In addition to work matters with Virginius, who is the alpha and omega of carp fishing, and can tell you about the peculiarities of this fishing in Lithuania from morning to the next morning, we decided that it is necessary to try the national Japanese fishing peculiarities.
I call my good friend Tanaka-san and ask him to organize a fishing trip. As later events showed, fishing was remembered for many years, because it happens once in a lifetime. Tanaka-san is a black bass and sea bass expert. Just few weeks before our fishing trip he won seventh place among seven thousand fishermen from all over Japan. If he hadn’t gotten married a month ago, I think he would have taken first place. During several weeks of competition, Tanaka-san caught several 84 cm size sea basses.
Everything is organized. On Saturday, we met at Hayashi’s recreational fishing boat rentals. Today our parade will be conducted by the captain of the Okada ship. Here comes Tanaka-san with his friend. Since two foreign gaijin will participate in the fishing, Tanaka-san also brings his childhood friend Suzuki, known as Su-chan. Su-chan is also an expert fisherman. Su-chan shows his trophies of this year: impressive octopus, squid, sea bass, black bass, etc.
We are moving to the ship. A charter boat has been ordered. It is true that it takes some effort to get to the ship. When the coast subsides, some five-meter poles are driven in, with some five boards on them, and it’s like a tall climber walking towards the ship. Let’s all jump in the boat and go.
Tokyo Bay looks impressive. Disneyland can be seen on the right, and after swimming further to the left I can see the Makuhari Messe Exhibition Center in Chiba. Twenty minutes later, the ship’s captain slams on the brakes and points out a fishing spot. here…. Ok, let’s rush to the sides of the ship and grab the fishing rods, while Tanaka-san pulls out two vibrating shiners from his fifteen million wobbler shiners, jigs and other goodies and says – throw this one. Tanaka-san is like a Kashpirovsky. He can catch the desired sea bass with a glance. After a few minutes, the captain of the ship shouts to us and we are are ready to leave for another location. VIP customers must be baited from the first minutes. Here the captain of the ship decides to bring us to a secret place.
We shoot alongside larger ships with our boat. The captain and Tanaka-san looks at the big ships with a mysterous look. Ships which stay longer in Tokyo Bay become great structures for bass and sea bass to hide. We dock at the tanker named Mumbai. I feel like some kind of Somali pirate. The tanker is huge. Probably carrying a cargo destined for an oil refinery in the Kawasaki area. With our water carriage, we float to the stern of the ship. Tanaka-san advices us to throw jigs as close as possible to the side of the ship. A couple of shots and Tanaka-san is already baited. Not even ten minutes pass, and we are already watching a beautiful sea bass. There is applause and the top of the tanker. It turns out that we are an interesting object that diversifies the daily life of sailors. They are also interested in what we will catch. We Lithuanians must not give up.
Our boat is slowly being carried by the current towards the end of the tanker. We come forward again. The action is repeated several times. Well, definitely pirates. It’s time for Virginius to show up. He, like a carver, can throw glitter into a jar at a distance of one and a half hundred. Virgis is like Stephe Curry, he can shoot three-pointers from the locker room. It’s my turn. After all, the second vip also needs to be distinguished. I concentrate. One try another try…And my jig instead of flying away like some balloon up up up up. Yes you are right. I threw my jog on top of the tanker. The video is worth a million. A handsome foreigner stands with a fishing rod in his hand and pulls the tanker towards him. After a while, the fishing rod twisted. hooked. Yes, what do you do now? I’m watching at Tanaka-san and looking for his advice. I’m already panicking and I’m going to lose the gift of speech. Nobody’s funny. In about three seconds, we all decide that we have already caught sea bassand set off with our water horse towards the other side of Tokyo Bay.
We drive without stopping and without turning back. It’s good that I showed up here. You need to clear your head and brain. I just raise my head and the breeze makes my hat fly away. Tanaka-san yells. VIP hat in the water. We cross and brakes pull the grab and run my dollar hat rescue operation. 2-0 in my favor.
As you understand, we have already caught sea bass. The ship’s consilium decides that our fishing should be extended targeting magochi, flathead fish. This is a large fish that lives at the bottom of the sandy sea. We sail to the other side of Tokyo Bay by Haneda Airport. Airplanes are flying overhead, a runway in the sea is nearby. Japanese technology. After the construction work of Narita Airport and the great unrest of its time, a story for another time, the Japanese build airports in the sea.
The captain of the ship does not stop here. He knows better locations. I already dream about catching an airplane. I can already see the trailer for the evening news – a Lithuanian terrorist with a fishing rod brought down a plane with three hundred passengers. Finally we stop at the edge of the bay. It turns out that a deeper channel has been dug somewhere, and this type of maggots live there. We change the lure to twenty-gram jigs that need to be pulled along the bottom. And as you know, twenty grams also flies very well.
After listening to the ship’s captain’s lessons on how to jig, we get to work. Well, what do you think? baiting!! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE I grab the rod and start pulling my monstrous maggot. Clinging to the reel with my teeth, I spin reel like crazy and see that I have the handle in one hand and the reel in the other hand. Oh shit reel handle broke. Virginius is looking blindly from the right. They say they have never seen such images in their life. To break the reel handle …There are no words. 3-0 in my favor. Meanwhile, the captain of the ship flies from the stern of the ship like a good fairy. But it turns out the captain of the ship is determined to take my catch. He takes the line in his hands and begins to twist it along his elbow, it’s good that it’s not on his neck. The maggot floats on the surface of the water like shit. so brown, flat, easily floats, and yet just pisses and hangs out. Oh my goodness.
Summary. if you want to travel to Japan and experience an unforgettable fishing moments, take me on board. Impressions are guaranteed.
