Lonny, now that the cat's....er-r-r...make that the turtle, is out of the bag, as a kid I used to hold the sack for two of my dad's cousins while they waded creeks, drainage canals, and small back waters of rivers feeling under logs and junk, up in muskrat tunnels, etc., for turtles. I tried it, but my brain would never let my hands feel
real comfortable feeling something I couldn't distinguish with my eyes!!
In other words I was a chicken when it came to feeling in muddy underwater tunnels and obstacles for turtles.
But I did make a great sack toter!
Anyway we used to clean a pick up load of turtles when we would come back from southern IL. The two cousins could clean a turtle about every four minutes to my 40 minutes!!
We ate meat fried, grilled, baked, boiled and put into soup, and it was all great tucker!
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