We still dry fish this way on our island. Then we sell some and eat the rest. It's like beef jerky: just as tough to bite off but flakier and unspiced. Super good when smeared with fresh Icelandic butter.
Those who are acquainted with Asian cusine will have come across dried-fish-as-snack before, and some of you may even appreciate it's appeal. I know that when growing up in California, though, my non-Asian friends thought just the idea of dried fish disgusting. Those who dared try it, though, usually ended up liking it.
Icelanders, on the other hand, can't grasp the concept of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. And the few who've bravely tried it at my urging have taken wary bites, grimaced, spit it out and hated it even more.