The Bighorn I3I 



to the cape, characterised by great granite mountains 

 from four to five thousand feet in height, with deep and 

 often fertile valleys. 



It is with the northern province that the sportsman 

 has to do, and the splendid mountains, wild and majestic, 

 that form the backbone of the peninsula here, afford some 

 of the best bighorn shooting in America to-day, while in 

 the lowlands are deer, antelope, and a variety of small 

 game. All the ranges, seemingly culminating in the fine 

 peak of San Pedro de Martyr, afford game of some kind. 



The bighorn sheep may be considered one of the 

 forms that is gradually growing scarcer and which ulti- 

 mately will disappear. When I reached Southern Cali- 

 fornia in 1885, hunting it was considered one of the 

 sports of the country, and I recall seeing two fine heads 

 brought into Pasadena about 1887, in which year several 

 grizzlies were killed in the mountains. The bighorns 

 were killed on the north slope of San Antonio, about 

 fifty miles from the city of Los Angeles, where the 

 remnant of the herd still lives, protected by the game 

 laws of the State. 



The animal is a splendid figure, with its enormous 

 horns, corrugated, scarred, and turned back, bending 

 down and pointing to the front again. It ranges from 

 the mountains of Mexico north to Alaska, and is one of 

 the splendid game animals of America that is doomed 

 to pass over the divide sooner or later. 



I was once on very good terms with a tame ram in 

 Colorado, an old-timer having one in a small corral 



