Two days after my meeting with Miyamoto, I went to Sonobe to have a look around.

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Miyamoto fans have made pilgrimages to some of the larger limestone caves near Sonobe.

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We got off the highway in Sonobe, which seemed both rural and light-industrial in a way that reminded me of Nyack.

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Next up was Komugi Mountain, atop which, Miyamoto had told me, I would find the ruins of Sonobe Castle, the epicenter of his childhood explorations.

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This was in the late nineteen-fifties and early nineteen-sixties, in the rural village of Sonobe, about thirty miles northwest of Kyoto, in a river valley surrounded by wooded mountains.

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Unless he overcomes these obstacles and establishes a harmonious working relationship with Mr Sonobe, he will find it hard to wrest the distinction of Japan's biggest comeback story away from Mr Ghosn.

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The trouble is that Mr Eckrodt will probably have less authority than Mr Ghosn, since Takashi Sonobe, president of Mitsubishi, is not a lame duck as was Yoshikazu Hanawa, Nissan's former president and present chairman.

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We stopped alongside the Sonobe River, where Miyamoto, as a boy, had caught fish with his hands, and I descended the bank and stared at the riffles for a while until I realized, with a start, that there were six or seven giant carp in a pool right by my feet.

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