La Vereda del Monte – Shadows along the trail much the way Murrieta would have seen them from the back of his California sorrel – following Clear Creek on BLM land back in May. I haven’t finished the story, nor reached the the rocks where Murrieta had his hideout and made his last meal with his gang of horse thieves, deep in the San Benito badlands, before Captain Harry Love hunted him down and stuck his head in a jar