In Colorado last week the big-game season opened with a bang. Some 100,000 huntsmen (the manpower of more than six full-strength divisions) made a mass assault on the Rocky Mountains west of Denver. The weather was a bit too warm, foliage cut down visibility, and there had been no early snows to drive deer and elk from the high areas. But the early-season shooting was fairly good nonetheless. Stalking through the valleys, over barren ridges, through clumps of quaking aspen and oak brush, across rocky peaks, the luckier hunters had plenty of chances at game.
Their crashing fusillades prompted worried ranchers to...
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