When I'm Queen of the Universe, there will be more wine and chocolate, no Mondays, and in the woods there will be One Rule For Them All: DON'T BE AN AZZHOLE.
That would mean hikers would quit cutting and quit grousing. That would mean shooters would be responsible and not drunk and pick up their leftovers. It would mean horses would be off stuff that was obviously getting torn up by hooves. It would mean snowmobilers would slow down within 5-10 miles of snowparks and share with skiers et al. It would mean Motos and 4wd folks would not shred up muddy meadows. It would mean bikers would watch for others and remain as courteous as everyone else.
Violators would be caned on first offense, and put in increasingly long time-outs after that.
Oh, and meth-heads would be exiled to their own island to do their thing and annoy each other, hereafter known as "Methopotamia".