Dr. Snakehead and I decide on seeing if we can nail an official world record this Saturday Morning for Cobra. Dondel and I got to the Federal Facility and snook in without any security guards looking our way, the morning were filling with the most phenomena of nature. Our giant skinny world records snake head Orca Pods were busy mating and heed little of interest toward any lures. We were embarrass and left them to their privacy for the duration and hope by the June those 50 inchers will start gaining some weight and past the thirteen lbs barrier by July so we will set a record in weight, girth and length not to be break for some time. These fishes have great length but weight wise they are lighter than the Jail or Tar pit Cousins that Bionic & Dondel have caught in the 32 inch range but weight 10 to 11 lbs. I think this is due to being land lock now, we have never caught a fish in there smaller than six lb and even the six lbs are a rarity. Also the thick wood is devoid of any green iguanas; hopefully the hatchings of coots and Muscovy duck will fatten the Orca very soon and the ever present water rats.
We went to Dondel secret Church instead, the location was a promising two miles of snake head boredom, Sargasso weed ingested, border by lust estate homes with annoying dogs. The phantom 11 lbs and some ounces was not seen again since Dondel buddy caught one many moon ago. The largest fish of the Five fish caught in this upscale neighborhood and religious shrine was a disappointing almost 32 inch 6.5 lbs snake head, we barely got it scale on my IGFA certified scale and my fractional line tape before the property owner dogs chase us off. It was a total failure as most of the smaller fishes were caught with missing eyes. Dondel told me a while back he had a guy who challenges him to some kind of snake head challenge and into some sadistically stuff about tearing their eyeballs and jaw off. Boy I thought three years as a sniper hunter for the government was the most patriotic and sadistically job I have ever done, but gouging out a fish eye and throwing them back was well disturbing at best! So we left this morbid corpse canal and it inhabitant in this high end neighborhood to its doomsday demise. My arms still sore from unhooking those fish Dondel, we ain't going back to that curse place. Bionic I told you the place yesterday, maybe you get better luck, we saw lots of giant logs mating. Funny they mate differently and different location, no orchestrated mass rut.
May 2nd, 2010 World Record Snakehead Pursuit III Sunday Deerfield
Chris our Michigan Yeti decided he has not caught a Snake or Clown fish since last year and hope I can take him Sunday to another Secret spots to pursue a World Record Snake or Clown which ever come first. I was bruised by yesterday lackey performance, my two arms were so sore from assisting Dondel. We went for Snake instead of cast netting for tropical smelt and walk four miles to get to the Clown fish site in the Loxahatchee was not my interest this Sunday. We arrive in Deerfield at 8am and made it alive through the barb wires and the resident pit bulls were to busy today—the mutts were absence from the joys of ripping our pants especially Chris new Swanky Bass Pro outfit, wow what a model.
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So we went to work and nail ten snake heads and losing as much. The largest fish being around 6lbs and measuring 24 inches with a misfit two lbs large mouth bass, ten other smaller basses caught in this Deerfield Swamp. Chris caught an almost World Record Snake head on sewing thread, a ten inch snake head monster barely larger than Chris green and white scum frog junior. Most fish here are short and fat like an over fed Chihuahua. We spot lot of World Record Logs, but for some reason they are just not biting our sinking or floating lures in all color, not even Dondel's famous zoom and my Lazer Toad on my Lucky Problem Child reel and rod. They just chase it, stare at it with a profound boredom and swam away disinterest in an anal probe from the two alien visitors in their mist.
By three pm the Sun was intensely scorching, Chris was burned crisp like a baked Maine Lobster and suffering from the World Record Delusion Pursuit. The two stupid get-off the-spacecraft aliens have forgotten to bring Sun blocker in our excitement!
Firetiger when are we going for the World Record Snake Head, at our age I don’t know how long we old men can pursuit this snaking sport. Why don’t you and I team up and the two old men can show these youngster how it is done. I got another secret World Record spot in Parkland I have left it Virgin until now. Your Saturday morning is free let hit them early at Nine am and put these teenagers to shame?
Safeman: Sardines rule baby!!!
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