The General shows The Captain (me) around the tea farm this morning. It was plucking awesome.

Me on a motorcycle with Mutwiri, the driver for the farmers' cooperative. Behind me is a chicken shoved in a box that I was careful not to lean on while Mutwiri asked me at 4-minute intervals, "Is the hen still alive?" We both survived (at least for today).

This cock was not so lucky in making it through the afternoon. We ate it for lunch - nearly 4kgs! The family asked me, "This bird we call a chicken - you have it in your country?"