I’m making an attempt to jot down a function about this man, so I don’t need to spill too many beans, however round Fletcher’s Boathouse on the Potomac, he’s often called The Snakehead King. He sight-fishes from the bluffs on the Virginia facet, and when he spots a fish basking at or simply under the floor, he descends so quick it’s a must to see it a number of instances to appreciate that he’s not falling however simply attending to the water as shortly as potential. He’ll snag them if he has to, however what he lives for is to spear snakeheads. He pins them to the underside with a do-it-yourself spear, slips a gaff in from under, then lifts and swings them ashore. To spear, it’s a must to be proper on high of the fish. It’s extra like searching than fishing. He’s the one man I’ve seen do that.
If the snakeheads aren’t transferring, he amuses himself catching big blue cats. He’s satisfied that there are 100-pounders within the river, thinks he could have had a number of on, however says they’re all however unimaginable to land within the quick water and sharp rocks the place he goes for snakehead.
What I really like in regards to the man is that he’s an all-arounder, a hunter-gatherer. He simply loves being on the market, being in contact with what nature is as much as in the present day. Positive, he hunts turkeys and deer with a recurve, however he additionally gathers wineberries, blackberries, and wild grapes. He is aware of the place to search out mushrooms: morels, chanterelles, oysters, hens and chickens. He is aware of the identify—or so it has appeared to me on each outing—of each plant and critter we come throughout. And he can’t restrain himself from selecting them up, whether or not they’re snakes or snapping turtles. He informed me has had 4 beavers by the tail, two accidentally that he didn’t see and one way or the other went after lures. The trick with beavers, he says, is to choke up near the the physique to allow them to’t flip tight sufficient to activate you. He may very well be hosing me, however I don’t suppose so. His identify is Rob Curtin.
Above are a number of footage. There’s a stringer of about 80 kilos of snakeheads that he donated to the Fletcher’s barbecue (they’re unbelievable consuming and went faster than the walleye). And he noticed the snapping turtles someday and “simply needed to choose them up.”