I'll tell you a story that probably will never be repeated. In 1957 we had a group of 22 that were hunting in the Bridgeport/Sonora Pass area. It was the last weekend of the late (inland) season and was the end of October. Pretty late when you think about the seasons today. Season was almost 2 months long. We were hunting up the river at Pickle Meadows near where the Marine Base is today. We hunted Friday, Sat & Su and got 21 bucks! Yep 21, with some real bruisers. The deer were migrating and my Dad & I estimated we saw around 400 in one herd moving thru the sage brush 4 to 500 yards away. They looked like ants with 6 or 8 bucks that looked as big as bull elk. My Dad & I each shot a 4 x 4 that were really great deer. The only reason we didn't 22 bucks was one of the group couldn't hit his butt. He missed 4 or 5 bucks. It was pretty awsome, especially for a 16 year old kid who played hooky from school.
I used to backpack into the East Fork of the San Gabriel River above the falls and used to see lots of sheep up there. My Grandfather use to hike in and hunt deer & fish the East Fork back in the 1920's. Things have changed a lot...and not for the better.
Incidentially, my Dad is 94 and still hunts. We are hoping he gets to go to Wyoming for goats with us this year. He lives in Yucaipa and hunts ducks at the Salton Sea regularly.
Those were really the good old days!