It's a bad picture but the eggs will be really dark like the one in the center.
Here is the current production we are having. I did not think the turkeys would start laying again, this late in the year. They just recently stopped being broody. We are getting a couple every day. I just sold a dozen to one of our customers. He loves how big they are. I also put some in an apple cake that I made today. It has a carmel glaze, yummy.
Here is another picture of the mama turkey. They are roosting in the crab apple tree. They get out of the fence almost every day and we have to run them back in. I don't think we will let them hatch their own next year, they are too wild and the babies are too. I have been working with them everyday, hand feeding them but they are still really stand-offish.
Here is what happens when a very large Narri tom turkey gets done clomping and pecking through it.
Yikes, what happened!
OK, back to the business of chickens and plucking
Here is my pattern all measured and drawn out.
Here is the cone. In the end they were kinda too weak. Either we should have had stronger aluminum or we just should have gotten some orange cones. We ended up having to use an orange cone because the metal ones broke. Now, you may be wondering why we had an orange cone laying around... funny story.
And yes, those are wheel chair wheels. I have trying to get him to throw them out for months and he finally did throw out the wheel chair itself but would not part with the wheels because as you all know"I might need them for something"! Well, they work, kinda looks like a hot-dog cart to me though. His Dad will be proud.
Here is our chill tank, filled with ice it kept everything really cold. I'm glad you all didn't have to stick your arm two feet into that freezing water to gather up 40 chickens, it was cooooold! We could only grab a couple and then had to warm up our arms.
Our turkey fryer made a perfect scalder.
One very nicely plucked chicken. This one had a couple tail feathers left but most of the others were very cleanly plucked.
Up to my wrist in chicken guts. Actually, I was trying to get at the lungs. Next time I will get a lung scraper, it will be worth it instead of trying to dig in between the rib bones with my fingertips to get to the lungs, they're sticky little things. You can't really see in the picture but Kevin put up a screen between me and the killing cones, I couldn't watch.
Here are two lucky little meat birds. Kevin wanted to keep two of them, the one with it's head in the pan is a hen and we think the other is a rooster. We were hoping they were both hens but the one is looking like a he. He's got plans for them. I think he is hoping to get some eggs from the hen, if she lives that long. They are not known for their lifespan. He wants to cross her with Dominic. They are so friendly, and they have a lovely chirp, a little different than the layers. I've noticed that the Maran pullets that we raised have a little different sound that they make too.
I shall make every effort to post more often, I have received some comments that I wait too long but it takes something to inspire me to cause me to sit here for two hours and blog, sometimes longer when I make 50 million typos. (I had actually typed linger instead of longer, duh)
Til next time,