Wild Turkey Dinner

Lou went out turkey hunting between our summer of hiking and rafting the Grand Canyon. This year he decided not to use his bow since he didn't have any time to practice with it. Day two hunting in Southern Oregon with Jake he got one, a nice sized hen. Woohoo, wild turkey for Thanksgiving! When the boys returned to Jake's house we gathered round to weigh it, 6 pounds. It is impressive how much of their size is just their feathers.Putting the bird into the oven. Joan also got a Foster Farm turkey breast to be sure we had enough meat for the feast. The two birds were very different in their relative proportions and taste. Looking at the raised bird it was difficult to image how it was able to move with its over-sized breast muscles.
Lou's wild bird was oh so yummy! All in attendance decided they preferred the wild turkey over the Foster Farm turkey. After the day of feasting we packed up the car, again, for our last adventure in a year of adventuring.
For those of you that noticed Lou's very full beard he has been growing since June, about three weeks into our hike. It is so long I can grab two full hands of beard. It is his longest beard to date.