I think I know why I like creating a little fishing boy. It comes from my childhood memories.
With my boys, I spent 10 days in Japan at the end of August.
Our flight arrived early morning in Kansai International airport. We traveled in a motorway coach for three hours and a local train. It was a 24-hour journey door to door, but a relatively pleasant one.
We were warned that it would be steaming hot. The temperature was a little above 30, however, the humidity was over 80%! The air felt very thick and heavy.
This trip is for my mum’s memorial service. Everything happens very quickly when someone dies in Japan and I missed her funeral. We usually have another ceremony called 49th day. The urn containing the ashes is interred in a ceremony called nōkotsu on the 49th day, and the family stays in mourning until this.
It wasn’t meant to be happy holidays, but we did enjoy the stay. Last 16 years since we moved to England, we never traveled to Japan in the summer to avoid the heat, expensive traveling fees, and the mosquitos. There were a lot of new experiences for my two boys.
My parents’ house is situated in a country side surrounded by rice fields.
One of them was angling at the beach. My brother joined us a couple days before the ceremony and took us to the beach we both grew up.
My younger son had done a bit of angling with his friends, but it was at a pond of our local leisure centre. This time was a bit more proper with three hooks and live baits.
We arrived before sunrise. It gets too hot even in the morning and we needed to make the best of early morning cool air.
My brother threw the first line and his boy was looking after it. Immediately something got caught.
What a catch! It was a good sized one, too, but we didn’t know what to do with it. My brother said he had never caught an octopus. We released it back to the water.
We were aiming to catch ‘Kisu’ or Japanese whiting. They inhabit the bottom layer of water in the marine system and found in sandy flats. They are popular among recreational fishermen in Japan especially in summer since the species relatively easy to access from land based fishing areas.
We caught 9 of them in two hours. May be not enough for a dinner, but we had so much fun.
Mum used to cook his catch, but now she is gone, we had to do all fish preparations and cooking. My brother made them to Tempura, referring YouTube videos.
It took him almost two hours to do this but managed to produce nice Tempura for lunch!
The little pieces are fried spines, the great source of calcium!
Spending time at the beach, remembering and talking about our childhood with my brother was very therapeutic.I should have done this more often.
This may be the first and the last time we spend time at the beach like this, but what a fantastic experience we all had!
After this trip, my younger son seriously started considering living and working in Japan and applied for working holidays. He understands some Japanese but far from being fluent. It will be an adventure. I will miss him terribly, but I wish him a good luck.
My little brave one;