In the Jennings River wilderness, beneath the ancient watch of the Cassiar Mountains, you don’t just hunt Stone sheep—you rediscover your own wild heartbeat. It’s a place that leaves you different. And that’s the real success.
Jennings River Stone Sheep
There are few places left on earth where you can stand at sunrise and hear only wind, water, and the far-off call of a raven. The Jennings River region, cradled by sweeping valleys and flanked by the stoic Cassiar Mountains, is one of those sacred places. It is here, in this secluded frontier of northern British Columbia, that hunters undertake what many call the most profound adventure of their lives: the pursuit of the Stone sheep.
A Remote Eden at the Edge of the Map
The Jennings River winds through a pristine wilderness that feels almost prehistoric. Accessible only by floatplane, horseback, or long overland excursions, this region is tucked away in northwestern BC near the Yukon border. Towering to the east, the Cassiar range stands like a silent sentinel—its peaks cloaked in snow year-round, its basins sheltering one of the most elusive big game animals on the continent.
This is not a place of casual visits. It asks for commitment. And for those who answer, it gives back more than they ever expected.
Entering the Realm of the Stone Sheep
Stone sheep here are true alpine ghosts—thinhorn rams with coats the color of the cliffs themselves. They thrive in solitude, clinging to impossible ledges and skirting weather systems with an uncanny sixth sense. Spotting one in the Jennings drainage is a heart-stopping moment; hunting one is the journey of a lifetime.
What makes this area so special is its remoteness. With sparse human access and vast, undisturbed habitat, the sheep here live as they have for millennia. Their wariness is unmatched, their endurance humbling. Success requires not only marksmanship, but mountain sense, intuition, and grit.
