I had a horrible first go with culling chickens when I was a kid with my dad. I learned in a rather traumatic way that the saying “running around like a chicken with its head cut off” is a very literal one. Fast forward 45 years and I’m raising chickens with my kids (almost 10 years now, and wanting not to pass on the same bad memories. Still, after much preparation, all went well until the plucking, with a drill bit plucker. I ended up getting covered, from head to toe with chicken crap… I basically never wanted to eat another chicken again in my whole life.
On the bright side, I regrouped and planned even better the next time, making adjustments to help avoid the elements that grossed me out the first time… I bought a yard bird chicken plucker, and it’s been worth every penny. The things that have also really turned out to be critical for me are, a razor sharp knife, kill cones, and a leg hanger to allow me to butcher with one leg secured. Don’t despair, instead, as they say in sailing, keep tacking (adjusting the sail). With a few more tries it gets a lot better.
As an aside, Cornish cross mature to harvest weight before the roosters become aggressive. They are ready for freezer camp in 6-8 weeks, and are in general quite docile.