Here are some additional photos taken back at camp. Look at the beard on that gobbler!
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And yup - that is the same Chevy pick-up I'm still driving. Shinier and without the dents of course. These photos was taken back at Hidden Ridge where we owned the park model trailer home. I think I had to instruct my neighbor Rollie on how to snap the photo for me. When we moved into the trailer home my daughter and her pal promptly christened it - The Villa. Ostensibly a pre-adolescent attempt at humor and sarcasm over the size of the new chalet in the woods. Nowadays these small manufactured homes (complete with wheels and a tornado magnet behind the skirt) are called Tiny Houses. I am proud to be an individual endowed with the wisdom of great foresight and vision having owned and lived in a Tiny House before it became chic and trendy. But I digress.
Dead bird on the deck awaiting plucking and cleaning. It was a two beer bird - if you know what I mean.
Bird in the sink for the plucking of the pin feathers and a final rinse before heading for the freezer.
These old photos bring back a flood of fond memories. I'm sure more are out there to be discovered. Stay tuned...
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