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While at the lake Hamana, Noro Masashi described an old form of night-time spear fishing called ‘Takiya-ryo’:

“The light of the fishing torches sinks to the bottom of the waves and startles the fish; the oarsman’s song on the nocturnal boat rises upward to waken the traveller from sleep.”

Sure enough, as I arrived at the touristy part of Hamanako, I found an information map with an address pointed out where you can go and partake in this unusual style of fishing. However, when I arrived the office was shut. “Perhaps they aren’t open during the day; it is a night-time activity, after all.” I thought, but I waited all night and it never opened. The next day I did some research and found out that you’re supposed to ask your hotel to arrange the excursion for you. Unfortunately, I wasn’t staying at a hotel (I was sleeping on the beach) and despite my best efforts I was unable to arrange an outing. The previous night I had noticed that seemingly hundreds of people go fishing (the regular kind) at night anyway, so I tried to record that. Fishing is of course a very quiet endeavour and so the recordings made were all useless, consisting primarily of atmospheric noise and distant traffic. On the third night I tried once more to find something to record at this lake and stumbled upon this Japanese cicada. These insects are surprisingly loud – one is able to hear them from 50-100 metres away – and I had heard one before and remarked at how suddenly it had stopped, an event I hoped to capture. I got my recorder out and waited, but after over half an hour this cicada hadn’t rested once. Eventually, the batteries of my recorder ran out and as I hurried to change them the cicada finally hushed. It never started back up again. After three nights at this lake I had to settle with what I had and move on; I had a long way yet to go, and limited time to do so. This recording is dedicated to my father.

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