In an effort to be careful not to alert the birds to my presence in the pre-dawn, I decided to ride my Winter fat tire bike to my hunting spot.
So, on the first morning of my hunt, I slung my decoys over my back, laid my shotgun across my handlebars, and headed out.
The hunt was pretty quick, and exciting.
About 5:30 AM the birds started calling from their roost. By 6 AM multiple birds were gobbling just to my North.
Shortly thereafter, a group of five Jakes came to my calling and decoys and I shot the largest one at about 10 yards.
Here’s where things became interesting. I hadn’t anticipated the difficulty of riding back home holding the turkey in one hand, while trying to keep my shotgun on my handlebars, and steer with the other.
Needless to say, it turned an easy ride, into a difficult one.
Fast forward to yesterday.
Before I headed out for a long bike ride yesterday morning, I put the turkey breast fillets seasoned with salt and pepper in a slow cooker with a little water, a bottle of Sweet Baby Ray’s bbq sauce, and two ounces of bourbon.
When I returned from my ride mid-afternoon, I shredded the meat and put it back in the slow cooker for two more hours.
Served on slider buns topped with coleslaw, tomato, and a refrigerator pickle.
My wife who’s not always a willing participant in my wild game cooking experiments commented that it was “really good”.
