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November 4, 2013 at 9:01 pm #8434
Bear hunt of a life time
I went on a seven day black bear hunt to Wolfe’s Creek Guides in Ontario Canada. It was the big game hunt of a life time for me. I did my research into the company and found them to have good reviews from the past. Also I had made the arrangements with a group of friends that I dear hunt with each year. So I had a great level of anticipation and excitement for this hunt. I went out and bought new light-wait camo gear. I also picked up a life saver, a thermal cell for the mosquito. I heard the mosquitos where the size of small dogs and plenty of them up there. So with child like glee in my heart and a level of excitement that I couldn’t contain. We loaded up the truck and trailer with six grown men and enough gear to supply a small Boy Scout troop for a month. We headed off to the great north for a August bear hunt. There is almost not enough words to be said about cramming six grown men in one extended cab pickup truck. Except for are we there yet, who cut that one, someone open a window, and did you shower today. Now 16 hours into this trip we reach the Canadian border. The border guard we encounter at first we think is a pretty blond young lady. But no she turns out to be pissed off and angry before we even give her our pass ports. We end up having our trailer and all our gear scattered all over the place. We declare our firearms and pay a entry fee to bring them into Canada. Now 9 hours later we reach Wolfe’s Creek Guides and that is when every thing started to go down hill. We have to wake up the guide Sarah and her fishing guide at 9:30am. Then we find out that the lodge that we thought we would be staying at is being remodeled. So we were going to have to stay here at Sarah’s home and she was going to take her kids out to her farm. First she asked us to wait while she cleaned up the house. When we got into the house it smelled like someone had a beer party the night before. We were told that there was going to be some one to come in and cook for us. But that never happened and there was almost no food in the house to work with. That’s also whin we started to wipe things down, vacuum the floors, and clear the sink of dishes. All this to make the place habitable for human use and be able to move our gear in. Then we went down to the provencal gov. office and get our nonresident hunting permits. Of corse the rules have changed from the last time some our group had hunted in Canada. (Not with this guide that was for sure) So I had done some homework and had my hunting license for this year from my home state. Or a hunter safety corse certificate that is required to get a hunting permit. So of all things we had to get the only provencal office that didn’t know all the regulations for nonresident hunters. It toke for ever and some of our group also got fishing permits. Out of the six of us only five were there to hunt and one was there to fish. He payed for a guided fishing excursion for the next seven days. The member of our group that had been in contact with the guide. Said that the guide had said nothing about the recent changes in the regulation to get a permit. Also the guide never went over any safety guidelines that we needed to be aware of at all. That night we went ahead an got food from town and figure all of this out in the morning. The next morning the guide didn’t show up till 9:00am and brought in some eggs and sausage we fixed. Then we went out to sight in weapons and make the guide feel good about our shooting ability. That was understandable from a liability point of view. So when we got back to the house the guys were asking about the boat to go fishing. Because part of the deal we had with the guide was a boat, motor, and fuel would be available each day. The boat we could use, the motor was broke an had to be changed out. Then the fishing guide for the one member of our group didn’t show up at all that day. By the time the guys got out to go fishing they only had about two hours. Before they had to be back to get ready to go hunting. So we ended up not getting out of the house till about 4:00pm. That is when we found out that where we needed to go to hunt was 45 min. away. By the time I got out to my stand it was already 5:20pm. Also the bait barrel looked as if it hadn’t been baited for at lease two weeks. The stand that I was to use had been put up in a bad place. There was a limb that came across the seat and was way to low on the tree. I went ahead and turned the stand so the seat could be used. Then I settled in for the all to common wait. It started out as I expected the only big game I saw for the first hour was the mosquitos. Then some other wild life started coming out like skunks, ground squirrels, and a bobcat but no bear to be heard of. So about dusk I work my way out of woods back to a gravel road that we came in on. Oh I left out that our guide had used a GPS to find where the stands were to drop us off. So here I am up here in central Canada standing on a gravel road waiting to be picked up. That is when I see a truck coming it is our guide an the missing fishing guide and one of our group in the truck. They asked if I had seen any bear and how I was doing. They were on there way to check on the other members of our group and there was no room left in the truck. So I would have to wait for the last member of our party to pick me up. Because he had the truck, that was understandable. So I just started to walk the road in the direction the other member of our group had been dropped off. I saw a truck coming back down the road from were the guides had gone. It was our guide and the fishing guide only in the truck. So I asked about the other member of our group that was with them. They informed me that they had dropped him off with other member of our group to wait to be picked up. I asked them if they had seen all the other members of our party. They said yes except for one on up the road from where they had originally came from. So asked them if they could check on him because he is 77 years old and let us know. So they left and kept walking an walking. I saw another truck coming, it was our guy and he was alone. So I got in and we went off to pick up the rest of our group. We picked up two of our guys one the guides had dropped off and the other had came out of the woods. Then we headed on down the road to find the last member of our group. When we found him, we asked if the guides had been by or not. He said yes and they had started to just drive by him when he yelled to them. They had backed up and informed him that they had seen all of us and they were on there way home and left. We found out that the driver of our group hadn’t seen the guides and he had a bear down in the woods. He had tracked it, gutted it, and drug it almost back to the road. So we went to were he left the bear loaded it up and headed back to the house. Back at the house there was no guide, no food. We talked to our member of our group that was there to just fish. If he had seen any of the guides and he informed us “no” not a soul. So we scrounge around the house and fix something for dinner. Put the bear in the garage and this is all about 11:00pm. The next morning we didn’t see the guide till about 10:30am. We talked to her about them not being around to help with the bear. That there was no food ready when we got back from hunting and the general lack of communication from her. The general failure to foe fill what was promised by email, phone calls, and from the web sight. She informed us that she was not going to cook and she would be bring some food in. But when, we didn’t know so I went into town that was 20 miles away. I picked up groceries to make a beef stew and roles for dinner tonight when we got back from hunting. We understood that after the first time if the bait needed to be refreshed it was up the us. We were also under the impression that the guide was to help track, field dress, and skin the bear. She nor any other guide had done any of this at all. The key word was help not for them to do it. We also asked about the guide for our one member that payed just to fish. So she loaded up a canoe for him in her truck as we were leaving to go hunting. We followed her to her other property where the fishing guide was playing carpenter. That is when everything went south, the fishing guide started in about what was going on. First how he didn’t have time to take our guy out fishing today because he had to much to do on the property. Next he went into a big production on how incompetent we where as hunters. Then the next minute he is complimenting some of us for how prepared we are. He kept switching back and forth from complimenting us to we were the most incompetent hunters in the world. This fishing guide hadn’t been out with us at all up to this time. He went on with a rant of I’m a survivalist and you couldn’t last out here one day. Now what that had to do with anything I don’t know. From this point on I had lost all interest in hunting. I was more interested in getting out of there because I didn’t know what this fishing guide was going to do next. Was this guy a closet axe murder or was I living a Canadian version of deliverance. I didn’t want to find out, so I informed my group that I was done. If there was a way to get to a airport I would ship all of my gear home and fly out of there now. But I had gone on a hunt of a life time with my friends. So we went and dropped off two of our guys to hunt that night. They had no luck and didn’t even see a bear at all. By the way after the big blow up and the trip down to crazy town. We didn’t get to drop them off till about 6:00pm and we picked them back up around 8:00pm. So back at the house we all agreed to see about leaving the next day. Before we are dealing with the provencal police or the fishing guide goes back off the deep end and kill us all in our sleep. Now we have been here for three days our group has hunted about six hours total and fished for a whopping two hours. That also includes the one member of our party that payed just to fish. So through a lengthy discussion and negotiation we made a deal to get out of there. We got back a small amount of a refund an with that we grabbed our gear and headed for the border. The one member of our group that got a bear. Well he couldn’t take the meat or the skin with us because first the guide didn’t have the GPS grid to put down on the paper work. Then it was Saturday and the provencal office is close so we couldn’t get a export visa for the bear. Now feeling relieved that we got out of there with our lives, we could sit back an reflect on our trip. Yes the trip home with six grown men in one extended cab truck. Now you would thing the worst was behind us but then we see in the distance the US border guard shack. Now reflecting back to our fond welcome into Canada we could only fear the return back to the states. We pull up the US border guard asked for our passports then asked for our city and state of origin. Then asked what we were doing in Canada, we replied with a short version of our nightmare. After that we were waiting for the other shoe to drop but it didn’t he just said welcome back to the US and have a nice day. So nineteen hours later we are home with a very expensive life lesson an for me a ton of regrets and disappointments. I hope some day I can go on another big hunt and have the real hunt of a life time.
Life MemberNovember 5, 2013 at 8:55 pm #8485
Sorry to hear about your trials and tribulations.
Still Hoping for Improvement. . .November 5, 2013 at 10:37 pm #8491
I would have gotten all my money back .Sorry about what you guys went through.
Well here I am .November 6, 2013 at 6:56 pm #8600
Sorry to hear thatNovember 7, 2013 at 7:48 am #8623
I thought the bear hunting trip to Ontario my son and I went on was the trip from HELL. The place was either Fawn Ridge or Doe Ridge. The gas powered frig would not make ice. The misquotes were comeing up through the floor of the cabin. The black flies were so bad that on stand we put tissues in our ears to cut down on the buzzing. The electric was by generator in the barn that ran fro 6 pm through 9 pm. This was a spring bear hunt and where were we when the electric was on. We brought fishing rods to fish on the trout stream on property. My son of 15 actually straddled the so called stream. There was one other hunter there. My son and I left on Thursday.
1. Get references from people in your state that have been there RECENTLY
2. Ask plenty of questions.
3. ask what you did not like about the place.
4. For a group of your size maybe rent another vehicle. We rent a quad door pick up from Enterprise. These vehicle have maybe 10,000 mile on them.
We were using a outfitter in South Carolina that the reference he supplied had not been there for years. Notice I said were.
As far a bear hunting we went to Fundy outfitters in Fundy New Brunswick. I talked to several people in person as references. They were correct, I would go back in a heart beat.February 7, 2014 at 5:28 am #12463
Thanks for sharing your story, I hate that your trip was such a nightmare , but you have done a great service by putting the so called guides name out there and giving those of us who are dreaming of the “Hunt of a lifetime” a heads up . I guess I will be doing ALOT of research on a potential guide when I go. But even research can inly do so much. Thanks again and at least you got to spend time with good friends , but that’s about it.
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