Well in simple terms, I pull all the insides out through the rear, cut at the bottom of the neck to empty a pouch like area they store crap in there before it goes down to the gut.
When I get home, I pull any feathers I might want to keep or give to the neighborhood kids. Cut the head and lower legs off, and then I pour water I boiled on the stove over it and the feathers practically fall out. You can basically wipe them off the skin with your hands after the hot water. I do that to leave the skin on, like it would be if you bought it at a store.
Then cook that puppy for the best Turkey you will ever have!
Should look something like this my friend Bill is holding in pic afterwards in attachment I'll try.
Today's headlines read, "Hunter Dies of Heart Attack!"
I don't know how many times I have seen that headline in the past 16 years that I have lived in Colorado.
I moved here in 1994 via the U.S. Army to Ft. Carson, Colorado. The "Mountain Post" as it is sometimes called.
When I arrived here, in pretty good shape, the unit told me that I could not participate in P.T. (physical training) for at least 30 days. Now, I had just come from an overseas tour in Korea and was stationed in the...