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Outfitter Review - Safari Nordik

Submit Date: Jul 19, 1999

Outfitter Information

Outfitter Name: Safari Nordik

Outfitter / Contact: Henri Poupart

Location: Quebec, Canada

Hunt Information

Animals Hunted: caribou

Game Quality: not applicable

Game Quantity: none

Accomodations: dirty, over-crowded

Camp Condition: satellite phone not working

Food Quality: basic meat & potatos

Guide Experience: tried hard, but no game

Other Personal Experience: not applicable

Review Information

Hunter: ray barnes

Phone:

Email:

Would Recommend: no

Overall Impression: waste of time & money

Outfitter offered a written guarantee to relocate us to another camp, if there were no caribou at our camp. Despite multiple requests to the camp manager, this guarantee was not honored. I sought out Henri Poupart at the Montreal airport, and advised that the guarantee was not respected. Henri said that he "would take care of us". My subsequent pleading via mail resulted in an offer, two months later, of 1/3 discount from regular price of next hunt. However, the "regular price" was raised by $400.00. I feel that I was "warehoused", along with 22 other hunters, for 6 fruitless, gameless days. Of 46 licenses in camp, only 2 were filled, on runts (the only 2 caribou sighted in 138 man days of hunting). I understand that we "missed" the migration, but the relocation guarantee was intended to negate this possibility. Lack of effort was not an issue: we hunted 10 hours per day, every day, for 5 days, ranging as far as 20 miles from camp. I saw 1 arctic fox and 1 flock of ptarmigan. Tried fishing once - more fun and productive than trudging the tundra. With 23 hunters in a camp intended for 12, camp facilities were grossly over-capacity. In sympathy for the over-worked camp cook, I washed dishes two nights, and swept the floor twice. Mood of the camp was dark and brooding. Five hunters from PA were on their 2nd gameless hunt with Safari Nordik, and their extreme dissatisfaction was apparent. We were never greeted, let alone welcomed, to Montreal, Kuujjuaq, or Camp. At camp, it was a big effort to find a bunk, then to try to find a place to stow your gear. I finally used the (empty) butcher shed for my rifle and spares. At least I was in the plywood cabin - 11 other hunters were in a plastic tent. I needed to wear my boots in camp - there was more dirt inside than outside. Imagine the line-up for the only shower and toilet in camp.

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