In northern Hokkaido, Lake Shumarinai is known as one of the places where winter lasts the longest, and where Japan’s cherry blossom front finally comes to an
end.
The Chishima cherry trees I visit every year stand quietly along the lakeshore where
Japanese huchen lie hidden beneath the water.
As the cherry blossoms reach full bloom, the water temperature begins to rise. Ugui start their spawning runs, and along the now crystal-clear shoreline, the silhouettes of huchen appear and disappear in the shallows.
The huchen grow wiser at this season as well, turning each encounter into a true battle of wits between angler and fish. Yet drifting across the surface, cherry blossom petals gently soften the tension of the moment.
Every year beneath these cherry trees, I spend time with fellow anglers who continue chasing their dreams of Japanese huchen.
No matter their age, they never stop challenging themselves—and that spirit is truly admirable.
And the huchen that answer those challenges are just as magnificent.
Now May is coming to an end.
Until next year, farewell
to the cherry blossoms, and farewell to another season of huchen guiding.