April 30th, 2017

disney - ariel voice

Grandpa Stories: Snakey Folks Part II

Grandpa originally wrote this e-mail on April 30th, 2009. It was a follow-up to some musing on snakes on the farm, continuing his thoughts with another slithery critter.
Thinking back, I wish I'd asked him more questions. I wish I'd asked all four of my grandparents more questions about their childhoods and their lives. Well, at least I have these little e-mail stories...

Snakey folks - continued
I never fished for eels, but my older brother Rudolph did on Clear Creek/OkaBogue. From where the creek rose in out pasture, he went down about twomiles toward Milton where the stream was much larger. There he caught a mudcat, found fresh water muscles, caught an eel, and a lamper eel. We ate all except the lamper eel. I remembered the taste of fresh watermuscles, and have always loved oysters, raw or cooked. We also ate the mudcat and the eel, but I can only remember they tasted fishy. We were afraid of lamper eels and probably confused them with lampreys, a parasitic eel-like fish which now infects all the Great Lakes, the Finger Lakes, and their tributaries. I looked up Congo eels/lamper eels on Google.com and found they can be bought live for aquariums for $10 each for an 18 inch one. Larger ones are more expensive. They can be eaten, but there is no market for them as food. It is said they have 25 times the amount of DNA as a human. I suppose that means God has them in waiting, ready to mutate into all possible forms, after Armageddon.
(I've been watching the TV series, "Life After People.")
The life cycle of the eel has always fascinated me. How they could be born in the Sargasso Sea and make they way to some remote place like Clear Creek must be one of God's wonders. What attracts them? Do they descend from eels who went there before them? Or do they just go randomly to North America or to Europe or wherever? It is as strange as
the migrations of birds.