On Friday, June 13, 2014, I spend much of the afternoon at Lake Biwa, about a 20-minute drive from my house (map). After some unsuccessful bass fishing, I sat along the shore with a camera on a tripod for about 45 minutes. It was cloudy and windy, and the view of Mount Hiei across the lake changed as sunbeams played on the mountain.
As I was walking to a popular fishing spot along the shore, I saw a rod standing unattended. Weeds were hanging from the line, so I thought it had been abandoned.
The sign says (more or less), “Carp fishing. Please don’t touch.” Sure enough, about an hour later a guy came along, reeled in his line, packed his gear, and walked away. Like everyone else I saw that afternoon, he didn’t catch anything.