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FYI. Cooked the turkey two ways tonight, and both were excellent.


Method 1
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Portions about the size of a chicken boneless breast.

Made a marinade out of BBQ sauce and water and then used a meat injector (basically a giant syringe and needle) to infuse the marinade into the meat. Grilled it while continually basting the meat with BBQ sauce.



Method 2
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Portions about the size of chicken nuggets.

Marinated the nuggets for several hours in honey and just a little Tabasco. Dipped them in egg, battered them with flour, and then deep fried them to a golden brown. Drizzled them with honey while hot.
 
KnifeAddictAK said:
Stuffin' the turkey early huh? ;) :D :eek: (I see your boots) LMAO
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Now that is too funny. Don't let the dinner guests see this thread. :barf:

Congrats bro.
 
Nice bird Guyon!

I tried the turkey hunting back in 1991. I was stalked by two different hunters at two different occasions. I was hunting on public land south of Gainesville, FL. Almost got shot once. OUCH.

My story, if anyone is interested.
I arrived to a nice location in a swampy area beside a creek before dawn. A couple owl hoots, and return gobles across the creek. We are in business now. Waited a while, now the sky is lightening up. A few clucks with a diaphram call, a copple more gobbles reply. Quiet. I heard somone 100 yards or so away come in with a box call. OK a few more clucks with the diaphram call. Maybe, just maybe we could work a Tom in.

Well, The other guy kept getting closer, I could hear his box call comming up a fire lane. Crap. Next thing you know he is about 25 yards away. I did an owl hoot. He calls back. I did a quail call. He calls back with box call. Now I see him hunched and creeping! So I did a dove call with my hands. He calls back with the box call. CRAP. I see him creeping again. I call out in a muffled voice "hey buddy", He calls AGAIN.

HELLO, so now there is an owl, a quail, a dove a turkey and a person all in the same spot!

I racked my shotgun and go the hell out of there.

No more Turkey hunting for me on public land. I have hunted ducks and rabbits for years as a teenager on public land. I have encountered some strange things but I have never been stalked by another hunter.
 
gatorzingo said:
I arrived to a nice location in a swampy area beside a creek before dawn. A couple owl hoots, and return gobles across the creek. We are in business now. Waited a while, now the sky is lightening up. A few clucks with a diaphram call, a copple more gobbles reply. Quiet. I heard somone 100 yards or so away come in with a box call. OK a few more clucks with the diaphram call. Maybe, just maybe we could work a Tom in.

Well, The other guy kept getting closer, I could hear his box call comming up a fire lane. Crap. Next thing you know he is about 25 yards away. I did an owl hoot. He calls back. I did a quail call. He calls back with box call. Now I see him hunched and creeping! So I did a dove call with my hands. He calls back with the box call. CRAP. I see him creeping again. I call out in a muffled voice "hey buddy", He calls AGAIN.

HELLO, so now there is an owl, a quail, a dove a turkey and a person all in the same spot!

I racked my shotgun and go the hell out of there.
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Sounds like he was really horny. Probably best for you that you skee-daddled. :D
 
Yeah, I am here to tell my tale.

One of my fraturnity brothers was killed in a hunting accident by his cousin about the same time. Purely carelessness, but scary indeed.
 
super bird deep fry those breasts . making me hungry . great beard , how long were the spurs ?
 
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