I don't know about you folks, but this one below goes into my personal version of the VFB Hall of Fame. *big big smile*
Wes Mark Klemick: If the insect tasted good I figured that the trout was also gonna be interested. Turns out that there are certain mayflies that taste sorta like the pale green base of a grass shoot. Mosquitoes are amazingly sweet, and some of the small brown caddis are fairly nutty, like a very weak almond. Maybe this was a clue to selectivity!??! Anyway, my friend Billy liked to egg me on, you know... sort of the Jackass situation, and he caught a monster huge adult stonefly and then insisted that there was no way I'd eat that sucker. So in the face of a "double-dog-dare-ya" I chomped that thing (making sure that the wings were still outside while chewing, for maximum visual effect) and it tasted really *bad*. Not like rotten or anything, just mostly like old mud. But that's not the best part of the story because that night I couldn't get to sleep (ZING) and my pulse was seriously elevated (maybe 160)... racing thoughts,... etc. Anyway, the sensations were similar to what's delivered by certain controlled substances (not that I have any direct experience with those).
