Geo Survey marker, one of the highest peaks south of Diablo. There are no charred stones but this is likely the spot where Murrieta lit his signal fires to el Mocho up the grade. And here, he most certainly hosted a guest or two, his crew would be in a celebrity mood, with a big job accomplished, getting the drove off, and a long trek ahead, they’d pass the night in a song. Just after rounding a hundred head, branding them at Point of Timber – the old rodeo grounds, for Marsh and every other rancher in the horse trade. where they would round wild Mustangs from the thick Tule grass along the San Joaquin River. herd them, brand them and sometimes break them on the grounds, most ending up on ranches from Stockton to San Jose. Musteneros. mustang runners, they were called, with a tilde. Murrieta’s crew were skilled, organized, hard riders, who knew the land, and knew what it took to make money – 300 horses, every month, from Brentwood to Sonora, Mexico. Just below this peak, they would corral the herd, hobbling those that were difficult, and prepare for the long path south along La Vereda del Monte. Brushy Peak was the second station along this corridor. The herds would be fattened to 300 by the time they hit Cantua Creek, 200 miles south, along the Diablo Range.