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February 19, 2014

Ontario Spring bear hunt – proposed pilot project

For those who haven’t heard, the MNR (with the support of the OFAH) have proposed a pilot spring bear hunt project to take place in 8 wildlife management units (mostly in the North) in areas with high levels of nuisance bear activity. The main communities affected are Timmins, Thunder Bay, Sudbury, Sault Ste. Marie and North Bay.

The project would consist of a limited early (Spring) bear hunting season for Ontario residents from May 1st to June 15th, in 2014 and 2015.

What do think of this proposed initiative? Make your thoughts known on the Environmental Bill of Rights Registry – enter the code: 012-0981:

http://www.ebr.gov.on.ca/ERS-WEB-External/displaynoticecontent.do?noticeId=MTIxNTE3&statusId=MTgxOTg4

In an open letter to the editor, the OFAH has spoken out publicly on this proposed pilot spring hunt:
Dear Editor:

Some northern Ontario communities are on the brink of experiencing a spring bear hunt for the first time in 15 years. The Ontario Government has finally listened to the concerns of northerners, and proposed a pilot project that will bring back the spring bear hunt to a limited number of northern communities during the next two years. While this partial reinstatement is a positive step, the Ontario Federation of Anglers and Hunters (OFAH) strongly believes that all of bear country deserves the benefits of a spring hunt. The OFAH has worked tirelessly during the past 15 years to bring a spring bear hunt back to Ontario and will continue to push for its full return.

The decision to cancel the spring bear hunt was driven by politics, and was in no way based on science. Although Ontario still has a healthy and sustainable bear population, the big city animal rights extremists responsible for lobbying the government in 1999 will try to block the return of the spring bear hunt. The OFAH is calling on northern Ontario residents to help us make sure that does not happen.

Ontario’s spring bear hunt was a proven and sustainable wildlife management tool used to assist with the maintenance of bear densities at levels that minimized dangerous encounters with people. The spring hunt was particularly important for reducing male bear densities (70% of the total spring harvest) to help lessen cannibalism and aggression on other bears, decrease the number of moose calves and deer fawns killed by bears and minimize problems with people.

The spring bear hunt was an excellent example of a sustainable use of a renewable natural resource that offers enormous benefits for the residents of Ontario. Nowhere was this more evident than in northern Ontario communities where the hunt provided wholesome food, valuable hides, rewarding experiences for thousands of hunters, and generated over $40 million every year to help sustain hundreds of family businesses and associated jobs.

OFAH members are your neighbours, and want the best possible wildlife management for northern Ontario. Please take a few minutes and express your support for the spring bear hunt. It can be as simple as saying “I support the spring bear hunt.”

Ontario Federation of Anglers and Hunters

Is this a political play or a wildlife management move?? I suppose only time will tell…

Outdoorsguy

January 22, 2014

Trailcam memories of fall

Ahhh, don’t you wish it was Fall again?

I know I do, especially after browsing through some of my favorite trail cam images from this past fall. I never get tired of photographing deer, I don’t know what it is.

All of the following Bushnell trophy-cam images were taken around my place – right here within City of Ottawa Limits from 4 different trail cam locations. Each camera is a slightly different model with somewhat different features.

Take note that most of these deer have never been hunted and end-up succumbing to predators, the elements, are hit by cars, or die of old age. (Vehicles and predators usually get them long before natural causes do)

No, I may not get to hunt these beautiful animals, but observing and photographing them throughout the year is nearly as rewarding. (almost)

Here are a few images to kick-it off and I’ll be adding a bunch more this evening…

Enjoy…Fall is still a long 9-months away !!

November 21, 2013

Hunters' bragging board(new stories & photos!!)

OK folks, it is that time of year again…when men are men and the bears, moose and deer are nervous!

If you’re back from the woods and have enjoyed a successful big-game hunt this fall (& have harvested something other than Labatt’s or Molson) I invite you to share your story and photos right here at the Outdoors Guy Blog.

As someone once said, it’s time to show ’em if you got ’em! You’ll notice that all my hunting pics are from previous hunts as no ungulates fell to my rifle this fall.

Please keep in mind that all photos (submitted by pm please) should be in a small file format. Usually less than 1/2 GB is fine.

As I point out in my latest Pembroke Daily Observer Outdoors Column, not every hunt requires a grip-and-grin photo to be truly successful (stated by a man with no such photos this year..)

Pembroke Daily Observer: http://www.thedailyobserver.ca/2013/11/21/harvest-less-deer-hunt-was-still-a-blast

Outdoorsguy

Congrats to Hunting Mom and her son Sam on a great deer hunt this year!

Memorable Hunt – by Hunting Mom

It was another memorable hunt for us this year. As I’ve said before, Sam and I have the privilege of hunting with a group of highly skilled men with years of experience. They are mentoring Sam and he is benefiting so much from their expertise and wisdom. I do appreciate that they let me tag along too. Sam got this nice doe on the first day of our hunt, and it was not the only one he shot at. Our group got a total of 7 deer during the week — 4 of them were on that first day. It was action-packed — everyone seemed to be getting a shot at something (except for me of course). The rest of the week was great, but that first day was one to remember.

Looks like Imacdon also enjoyed a productive hunt this year – not a bad way to start your retirement!!

Hi Jeff, we got two deer the first week, a doe and four pointer and a five pointer the second week. Nothing big, we seemed to do a lot better than the surrounding hunt camps. Does not seem to be a lot of deer around. We only saw the two bucks, the rest where does and fawns. Even got in some duck hunting the second week.

Imacdon’s brother with some ducks and his old buddy Duke. He could not get his young dog Jed to sit still for a picture. Duke retrieved the ducks.

Matt had a great time hunting with his grandfather this year. Evidently the excitement of a deer hunt never disappears, even at the age of 87!!

Hey Jeff , here’s a special pic of me and my long time hunting partner of over 30 years , my 87 year old grandfather .unfortunately he didn’t get to harvest this nice little 7 point but he wasn’t far away when I did!! Although he did get a crack at a nice ten point on opening day it appears after 50 plus years of hunting “buck fever ” set in and he had a clean miss !! I guess that’s allowed at 87 years young eh ? Lol Cheers Matt

Seems there was so good deer action over at Iggy’s hunt camp this fall. Iggy Junior took a very fine buck which field-dressed 197 and sported a great-looking crown too! Evidently Jr’s buck was a scrapper based on one of the main beams! And from what I read, there may be more pics from Iggy headed our way….

Iggy’s Deer Camp

Opening morning is what everyone dreams of, first chase, a doe and two bucks down! My son, dogging the bush with one of the dogs right in front of him jumped two deer, he got one but the other one got away and ran right past a watcher before he even got a chance to shoot at it.

The two other deer were stirred up by the other dog man and ran to two different watchers. We got another buck on Wednesday, one of our guys that enjoys hunting at the notch was sent there with a little reluctance. It’s probably the hardest watch to get to, but once there a nice eight point ran up from the valley below and that was the end of line for him.
We got another dandy buck on the Friday….Iggy

My pal Maple (and his son Maple bud) also had a great deer season by sound of it!

Hey Jeff, The other day I got your e-mail but decided to wait a couple of days before replying since my son was due to come hunt on Wednesday, and you never know. Anyhow, here’s the short version and a couple of pics….

For me, it’s been a hard deer season. Wasn’t here in early October, and the deer were elsewhere when I was hunting bow season. Since I only had a buck tag, of course, there were lots of does and healthy fawns seen. A good sign.

Some nice bucks showed up for the trail cam photos at night which did me no good until shotgun season in November, when a 5-pointer made his way into my sights at 12:30 PM, and I gladly took him. The first one I’d seen all year! Meat in the freezer and sausages on the grill!!

After that, I had to wait for my son and his buck tag to come hunt with me, which wasn’t until yesterday during the muzzle-loader season. We sat in the stand together for the afternoon and caught up on the news in whispered voices. As the evening settled in, a doe came into the field 60 yards off and kept watching to our left. Sure enough, this thick chested animal shows himself and his antlers at 70 yards, and soon my son sparks up the old smokepole.

As always, we wonder about the hit, get the ropes and big flashlight, and go to the hit sight. Easy tracking in the snow brought us to a dandy 9-point buck only 50 yards into the bush.

Thanks given, photos taken, and tag applied, we hauled him out to join our family and friends for supper throughout the year. What a lucky bugger that son of mine is. Him and his 3 hour hunts. – Maple
Sureshot dave’s deer hunt:

The crew arrived on Sunday, spent the afternoon checking a few tree-stands and setting up a ground blind. A few of us decided to check our guns to make sure they were still shooting straight. That’s when the adventure started for Mike Jr. Let’s just say it was a challenge to get his guns to pattern. He ended up using his dad’s shotgun. That’s how good things were going with his own guns…Anticipation was running high for Monday morning. What would the deer gods put in our sights throughout the week?

Monday morning was cold, and still. Not much wind, which made it a perfect day for deer movement. I had a doe right next to my ground blind at legal light, and then the morning started out with a bang! Well, a bang, bang I guess. Mike jr had two bucks go running past his stand, behind him of course. Without time to adjust, he had to shoot left handed. First shot was about 10 yards, second would have been closer if the slug had not buried itself in the tree right behind the stand. He called on the radio, I told him to sit tight for a while because it was such a perfect morning. When I got to his stand later on, he and Michel were scouring the ground for any sign of a hit. There was some hair, but no blood. We spread out a little and continued to look. Nothing. I decided to go back to the stand and start over. I walked the ATV trail checking for blood. I’ve been lucky in the past to find drops of blood where deer have crossed the trail. Sure enough, one drop of blood. Something to start with. Once we found the trail, it wasn’t that hard to follow. We found where the buck had stood for a while, then where he bedded on an old ATV trail. The frost was all gone from the spot, and lots of blood in his bed. I told Jr to be ready to get another shot off if he wasn’t dead yet. I knew he couldn’t be far judging by the blood we were seeing.

A little farther up the trail, he jumped up and took off out of the hemlocks. I managed to find him in my scope for a second. The .257 barked, and it looked like he went over a hill just as I fired. We walked up to where he was when I shot, and there he lay. A nice basket rack 8 point was the first deer of the week. We tagged and gutted him before going back to the camp. Everyone saw deer that morning except for Big Mike at the front food plot. The afternoon sit was just as eventful. Mike St. Amour is always one of the first to head back out. He picked the condo, never sat there before so he wanted to see some new ground. The rest of the gang headed out, and I settled into my stand just after 2. Not long after, a shot rang out, and almost immediately Mike St. Amour came on the radio. “Buck down” was the report. The excitement in his voice was obvious. Sounded like a kid on Christmas morning.

I headed over to the condo, and sure enough there was a buck across the beaver meadow. Turns out that Mike had shot him in the neck, when I got to the buck he was still alive so I put another round into him to end his ordeal. Tagged and gutted him right there because we were going to have to drag him a little ways to get to a trail. Or so I thought. Turns out that the Keddy’s had cut a new trail in, and it was a 50 yard drag to it. Nice and convenient. Michel was down at the homestead, so we got in and out of there quickly as to not screw up his hunt. Mike walked back to the camp, I climbed in to the condo stand to see if lightning would strike twice in one afternoon. Not long after, a shot rang out from the homestead. Michel had a spike come out to the food plot and decided to take a crack at him. Sure enough, just down the hill lay a nice little spike. 3 bucks on opening day!

Thursday afternoon Rodney chose the condo. He had gotten a nice buck there a couple of years ago. Sure enough, at 2PM another buck came down the same trail that St. Amour’s buck did. Rodney had to put down his smoke, but he did a fine job of sending some lead on its way. I had brought the boys to the camp for the rest of the hunt, so the first thing we got to do was go and look for Rodney’s deer. The boys were excited to get out and search for a buck. It was right where he shot it, victim of a perfect shot right behind the shoulder. Two bucks, middle of the day, on the same trail. Not bad!

Friday we sat for a couple of hours, then decided to push some bush. The honey hole didn’t produce any deer, but yours truly missed a big coyote with the 12 ga. Those buggers are fast!!! Since we were all together, we decided to put the Shadow Ridge push on. As I was going around to get started, the boys put up a bunch of deer on the way in. A nice buck with a couple of does, and then a spike. Apparently the deer were already where we needed them to be. No shots presented themselves, so I just hoped that I could get them turned around. On this drive, Cameron was with Big Mike, Evan was standing with Michel and Ryan was with Jr. I got into the pines and it wasn’t long before I saw some deer ahead of me. I got on the radio to say that they were heading towards the guys and to be ready. A shot rang out soon after, and Jr came on the radio saying “deer down”. We only had one buck tag, and one doe tag left, so we needed to know what had just hit the dirt. “Doe down” was the call. So now we needed antlers. Nothing more came out of that drive, but Ryan sure was pumped when I got out to them. Jr. had shot the doe at about 10 yards, and Ryan saw the whole thing. What an awesome experience for a 7 year old boy!

That was the last tag we filled. Friday afternoon we saw some more does and fawns, but no bucks. Not a bad week!!! – Sure shot Dave

Ok , we all know how ‘timing’ plays a huge role in anyone’s deer hunt. We all know the concept of ‘being in the right place at the right time’ and conversely we have experienced the sorrow of ‘being in the right place and then abandoning it right before the big buck arrives’. Its a situation demonstrated here by Otter Burn:

Right place wrong time – by Otter Burn

“First decent Buck I have seen on Camera and/or LIVE… since Oct. 1, 2013…AND I was AT THIS SPOT on 11.28.13 until about 4 pm…..WAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaa !!!! :o( LOL…but as they say…..”that’s FISHING”!………………

Needless to say, I know now where I will be spending the hours in the cold until I can arrow this puppy or until end of season Dec. 31…..Which ever comes 1st…..

A magnificent animal…worthy of the effort not experienced since ’09 success with the two year quest of “Bouble Brow”….

October 18, 2013

Podcast – Moose calls on CHEZ 106

Check out the audio from my segment last week on CHEZ 106’s – Doc & Woody Radio Show.

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A special thanks to Doc, Woody, Randall & Eric for having me on again to celebrate the moose season!

Happy moose hunting to all…btw, no actual moose were injured during the taping of this show!

Bullwinkle says click here:

September 24, 2013

Calling all Pickle Lake moose!

For the past couple of weeks, sure-shot dave has been crying to me about an injured shoulder and his concerns over the coming hunting season.

Who would have thought a shoulder injury would turn out to be a good thing!

Thanks to sure-shot for sharing details of a moose hunt in Pickle Lake he’ll likely never forget.(Hope the shoulder is feeling better, dave?)

Calling all Pickle Lake moose – by sure-shot dave

Left my driveway last Friday at 5:35 PM for the long drive to moose camp. 24 hours later we pulled over in Pickle Lake to meet up with the rest of the group. They had flown out to Edmonton to pick up a truck that they had left out there (it’s a long story), and we’re heading back from that direction. Somehow, we only had to wait 15 minutes for them to show up. Back on the road for the final 100 miles of gravel. Blew a tire on the trailer within 10 minutes, after a Nascar style tire change we were back at it. The road follows a hydro line for a good portion of the drive, and there must have been lots of blueberries because there were bears everywhere. A couple of them had us debating getting out of the trucks and sending some lead their way. Problem was that camp wasn’t set up yet, and it was getting late.

We finally arrived at the boat landing about an hour before dark Saturday night. We quickly set up the tent so that we could get some sleep before heading up the river to our final camp location. Sunday morning dawned cold, frosty and a perfect morning for hunting. Too bad we still had all the work to do. We loaded the boats and headed out for the hour long ride to our spot. With the amount of gear and crap we loaded into the boats, you’d think we were going for a month. Got to our spot, everyone got right to work and we got things set up fairly quickly. Then it was off to try and catch dinner, I had a limit of pickerel and a pike in less than 30 minutes. Man I love this lake!!! Slowly the crew dispersed for the evening hunt.

I headed to the spot that I had spent some time in last year, and had been thinking about going back to. It was a bay at the far end of the lake that just had that look and feel to it. Shallow water with lots of feed, and a nice creek that had lots of cover and feed around it as well. It just looked “moosy”. I cut the motor and rowed the final 200 yards because the water was too shallow. Quietly I dragged the boat up on shore and loaded up. Ken lent me his 300 Win Mag Browning BLR again, I know it well by now. As I walked in I saw lots of sign, tracks, droppings, a couple of spots where moose had bedded. Things were looking good. I got set up at the same blow down that I had used last year. I let things settle down and then let out a series of cow calls. It was fairly windy so it was tough to hear any response. I called again after another 20 minutes. Still nothing. Grabbed the horn and let out another set of lonely cow calls.

I put down the horn, and within 5 seconds heard what I thought was a bull grunt right behind me. “Errrrrp”. Nah, my mind is playing tricks on me. It’s less than an hour into the hunt. “Errrrp” again. Huh, I really need to get my mind checked, I think I’m going nuts… “Errrrp”, ok that’s three times now. Maybe I should grab my gun just in case, and turn around to have a look. As I turned around, I saw some movement through the trees about 40 yards behind me. Now my eyes were playing tricks on me… The wind was blowing towards the moose, and I think he winded me because he quit grunting and I didn’t see him anymore.

After about a minute of silence, I decided to go have a closer look. As I walked, I grunted like a bull to hopefully keep from spooking the bull, if in fact he was still around. I walked about 75 yards through the trees looking for any sign of a moose. Then I looked out into the bay, and couldn’t believe my eyes. There, about 150 yards out in the wide open, was a bull moose. He was standing broadside looking back towards me. Just standing there. In the wide open. Just standing there. Bad choice for him. I guess he figured that the quickest, and easiest escape route was out and across to the far side of the bay. I did not feel sorry for him in making such a bad choice…

I scurried to where I could get a clear shot at him. All this time, I’m telling myself “don’t screw this up. This is what you’ve been waiting for for 5 years. He’s out in the open, you’ve got lots of time”. And the last time I checked, moose cannot outrun lead fired from a small cannon. As I got to an opening, he started to trot off, quartering away. I had the gun up, but wasn’t quite ready yet. So I grunted again. He stopped and looked back again. Arm through the sling for a steadier hold, crosshairs on him, breathing controlled, almost ready. He takes off on a trot again. Have I mentioned how I am astounded that an animal that big can trot through the mud like nothing. We’d be stuck, losing our boots in the muck, but he just glides through it.

Anyway, as he starts to trot, I start to squeeze the trigger. Everything slows right down at this point. “Boom”, the gun goes off, and I’m already working the lever to reload. As if in slow motion, the bull buckles, and drops like a sack of potatoes. It’s a sight I will replay in my mind thousands of times. His head drops first, then the rest of his body follows. Ass over tea kettle. And he stays down.

My mind finally realizes that I did it. I finally not only saw a bull moose, but I taught him who’s boss of these woods. At this point, I’m literally doing a happy dance on the shore, and I bet the grin on my face could be seen from a mile away. I’m tempted to go get my things that I left at the blow down, but I wanted make sure he didn’t get up. I wait a full two minutes to make sure. Now the adrenaline kicks in and I realize that my bucket list is one item shorter…

Wayne was hunting close by, and by the time I get my things, row out in the boat and start taking pictures, he’s coming up the bay in his boat. The next five hours are spent towing the bull back to camp, field dressing, quartering and hanging. We figured he weighed somewhere around 1200 lbs live weight. I’m still amazed at the size of a mature moose, and it’s hard to believe that a little piece of lead can drop them in their tracks. Monday we skinned the quarters, and put them in cheese cloth. It was getting warm and the flies would be buzzing. Tuesday it got warmer, and the nights were not cooling off. By Wednesday morning when it was still 16 degrees out, we decided to pack up and head home. The only problem with shooting my bull that early in the hunt, is that we had to cut it short so the meat wouldn’t spoil. I’d do it again in a second though, even though I’m now sitting at my desk, going through a mountain of emails.

Sincerely,

sure-shot dave

September 4, 2013

Heading to hunt camp anyone?

I’m heading back up to the hunt camp this weekend, to put out some trail cameras and poke around a few places. I know I run this same hunt camp post every year, but we all keep coming back so why shouldn’t I!

Ahhhh, ‘Hunt camp’ can mean different things to different people.

One person’s hunt camp could be as basic as a 4-man tent, while for someone else it might be a summer cottage transformed into a makeshift hunt camp when autumn arrives.

Others might be members of a private hunt club or an organized lodge, while some might even choose to go with an outfitter, rent a chalet or a small cabin. You could convert a fishing or trapping camp into a hunt camp in the fall and you know what, it doesn’t really matter.

Regardless of what four-walls make-up your hunt camp, tis the season to celebrate the sport we all know and love in your private little domain. Sharing the experience with friends and hunting companions only serve to enrich the experience.

The hunt camp experience is something only a true hunter has ever known and will ever really understand. Sorry to all animal rights people, environmentalists and other ‘non-hunters’ out there, you simply cannot relate and this post will mean absolutely nothing to you.

Yup, it is a time of year when many other things in our busy lives will take a backseat to this special place. We will dream about it at night and long for that glorious day when we first arrive.

After 33-years of this tradition I realize the hunt camp experience is over in the blink of an eye..so enjoy your time to the fullest and for goodness sake, let it all soak in. You just never know when it could be your last!

Our hunt camp was broken into over the winter and some pukes caused quite a bit of damage, shooting out the glass in all the old hunting pictures just for fun. Dad and the boys were up there this summer to clean it up and fix the damage. These pukes will have a couple of surprises if they try to break in now.

Hey, everyone ready for hunting season…I know I am!

Outdoorsguy

June 17, 2013

Coyote Cull planned for Larose Forest?

Ok folks, word on the street is that a well-orchestrated coyote hunt is planned for Larose Forest in Bourget.

Dare I say the word ‘cull’ or would that jinx things??

Anyhow, my sources tell me this ‘controlled hunt’ is scheduled for early this summer (possibly Canada Day long weekend) and involves at least 2 officials possibly from the MNR, as well as other concerned members from the community of Bourget.

A burgeoning coyote population has wreaked havoc on eastern Ontario over the last 10 years, and the fragile Larose Forest (home to self-sustaining populations of moose and deer) has been no exception.

This spring, for example, an orphaned deer fawn was discovered cowling under a Bourget resident’s porch, badly bleeding and injured from an apparent coyote attack. The doe was nowhere to be seen presumably killed by one of the hundreds of marauding yotes that call the eastern Ontario their home.

Although details remain sketchy, this organized coyote hunt will include well planned out drives of specific areas of the forest, with hopes of harvesting as many coyotes as possible. There will be several ‘shifts’ of hunters taking part and a handful of local residents, who have Ontario hunting credentials, were asked to assist in the hunt.

I have sent a request to the MNR for more information on this initiative and also to commend them on something that should have done long ago. With a bit of luck, similar organized coyote hunts could be planned for other areas within City limits, but I won’t hold my breath.

Any more information on this initiative please drop us a line!

Stay tuned for more updates….

Outdoorsguy

April 30, 2013

Keebler's Wild Turkey Hunt

Our buddy Keebler enjoyed a nice start to his 2013 Wild Turkey season…check out the story of his hunt:

So my buddy’s land is in between 2 farms. The turkeys travel back and forth throughout the day, but don’t roost there so I opted for a late opening day hunt.

I set myself up and gave one hen assembly call. Normally I make a call, wait a minute or 2 so I can hear any responses then set up my camcorder.

That didn’t work this time. I was just reaching for my camcorder when I heard something walking. A bearded hen came out! I let her go – no sense shooting the poult breeder. She looked for turkeys, but didn’t see any (I didn’t use decoys) and she left.

I waited 3 minutes and assembly called again. Waited 5 more minutes and gave 1 gobble. Nothing in response whatsoever. Since I knew there was at least 1 turkey in the area, I didn’t set my camcorder on. No sense getting busted because I couldn’t see how far she had walked away.

Then I heard more walking coming from the direction in which the hen left. I turned my head cam on and waited.

And out stepped this beauty of a tom. I saw the beard, the redhead, my safety was off and I slowly moved my 12 gauge for a shot. He wasn’t fanned out…just walking with his head pivoting looking for the gobbler (which was me!) He stood there and took a few steps back the way he came, his head was up the entire time looking around. Bang, he was down instantly. 22 lbs 8″ beard 1.25″ spurs. Great colour to him.

Not bad for a 20 minute hunt…

Keebler

April 24, 2013

Ladies and gentlemen start your gobbling!

This Thursday marks the beginning of Ontario’s 2013 Spring wild turkey season – a week that many hunters have been waiting for with baited breath.

I predict some good calling weather ahead for the weekend.

What are your plans and where are you headed?

Drop me a line, and be sure to check-out this Thursday’s Ottawa SUN and Pembroke Daily Observer(now online) Outdoors Columns dedicated to the pursuit of this province’s favourite fowl!

Outdoorsguy

March 7, 2013

Fairmont Kenauk up for sale!

When I heard the news of Stompin’ Tom’s passing..I knew it was going to be a bad day.

I am not sure what to think this morning, with the National Post article indicating the my favorite home away from home – Fairmont Kenauk – in Montebello is now up for sale!

What???

Anyone who’s been following my articles over the last decade have, undoubtedly, heard my talk about this little slice of heaven. I have been going to Kenauk regularly since 2000, and have followed the history of this magnificent place since I was a boy.

Kenauk was once an exclusive private hunting and fishing club…for the Quebec Senators and political elites like Pierre Trudeau and Lester B Pearson. It was known as the Seigneurie Club and famous for its moose and deer hunting, as well as top notch trout, pike and bass fishing. Contrary to what some articles are reporting, there is no bear hunting at Kenauk.

The immense 65, 000 acre estate is currently owned by Oxford Properties which acquired Kenauk from Fairmont Hotels back in 2006. There is no word as to why they have decided to put the property on the market.

I was doing some quick math, and if all the regular contributors here at the Outdoors Guy Blog put-in 4 Million apiece we could all be co-owners.

Ahhhh, dare to dream!!!

Outdoorsguy