Who rules the roost? Why these friendly feathered fowl that run wild and free on the lush island of Kauai! The 1992 hurricane destroyed domestic chicken farms and overturned underground cockfighting cages, unleashing hundreds of chickens to roost, roam, and multiply in the wild! They have learned how to survive and thrive and are the freest of the free range chickens anywhere!
They flourish because there are no predators on the island like the dreaded mongoose. Wild chickens, roosters, and families of baby chicks run rampant through parking lots, backyards, roads, jungles, golf courses, and even in shops! Laying their eggs on the ground without a threat, these nesting birds are safe and sound!
The only drawback is their pre-dawn cock-a-doodle-doo- ing, rousing us from our peaceful slumber. And the crowing continues all day!
Some people get "ruffled feathers" about this annoying phenonemon! For me, it was like being back on the farm!!
They do eat centipedes which is a plus, and the roosters are splendidly plumed with multi-colored spotted hens as their mates. Not only does the Garden Island have the most beautiful beaches, romantic sunsets, and spectacular scenery, it's the greatest place in the world to just be a chicken!!
Kauai Wild Chicken Recipe
1 Kauai wild chicken
1 large onion
1 bunch seasoning spices of your
choosing
1 large lava rock
Salt and pepper
Put all ingredients into a large covered pot. Simmer over a low flame for
several hours. Remove the lava rock. Discard the chicken! Eat the lava rock!
Only joking, but literally these birds are tough! People don't eat them, either! They are at the top of the food chain and they know it! Islanders complain, yet the roosters have inspired numerous souvenirs -- pens with rooster heads, wooden rooster statues, and T-shirts proclaiming the rooster the "official bird of Kauai" or an "official unendangered species." Tourists complain, but then they buy everything that is ROOSTER!
Ahhhh Kauai...as you lie on her golden sands and the sun warms your face, the only sounds you hear are the lapping of the waves, the distant strumming of a ukulele and a
Cock-a-doodle-dooooooooooooooooooooooo!