This is a theory I had back in 2010 that if I ate a snakehead and inherited some of its spirit, that I would be able to eat one. Well I got one while electro-fishing with John Odenkirk of the VDGIF. The TPFR.org folks ate the fish at a cook out at Fletchers on 9/11/10. I had clients so I missed out. As you know, I caught one accidently while carp fishing last year.
Per the last post, you know that I ate a snakehead over the weekend. Today was a bad day. The baby lady was up just after 0500 and was a sad pixie. She is teething and her body is going haywire. She has a cold. I spent most of the day wiping snot from her face. The wife told me to go fishing after work. I did.
I wadered up at my evening spot, grabbed my 8wt with a 30lb-->20lb mono leader and the old Orvis curly tail bunny fly, weedless, in purple.
I waded the shores as the tide rose. I felt a tug and pulled in a nice 3lb bass. It was a great fish but I was disappointed. I kept fishing. The pic is on my point and shoot and its in my car so no pics.
I moved down the spatterdock and cast again. I felt a tug and set the hook. I immediately noticed the black and white splotches. A snakehead. I almost crapped myself. As the last two big fish I hooked were lost when I fought them on the reel, I stripped in the line.
After a brief fight I got my mouth grips in its mouth and held it high. I shouted to my friend Andrew in his canoe and they paddled over half way. He took lots of pictures.