Rubio: The Legend (Ben Blue) by Bradshaw Lou

Author:Bradshaw, Lou [Bradshaw, Lou]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-02-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

His horse had run into the brush and had stopped when it found my two ponies. I collected mine and brought his along. Breaking his lance, I tied it to the blankets he used for a saddle. Then we worked our way down the other side of the ridge and found the other bodies. There were two twisted and broken ponies and two mangled warriors scattered on the rocks at the base of the bluff.

I broke their lances and lashed them with the other broken shaft. There was no plan behind keeping the lances, but I wanted to use them to send a message. I knew the men to be Mescalero by their blankets and their moccasins. I would think of a way to send fear and worry into their village. To let them know that no one would be safe from Walking Wolf. If they took me for a spirit, that would be so much the better.

For many days, I rode with three ponies, but I never rode the Apache pony with the broken lances. That pony was reserved for something special. Slowly, I started to develop a plan. I would have to wait to get a good feel for the land and location before I would be able to work out the details.

Finally, I came to the big river flowing west. It was not as large or as wild as the big south flowing river from the days of my youth. But it was the largest and wildest river I had seen in many moons. It was coming from the east and flowing to the west. The land was changing. The rim was becoming a green, broken, and mountainous land.

The river was running full, due to snow melt and recent rains. I would need to cross when the river came from the north. Where the river made a large loop north and then back south, I should see a large mountain to the south. The mountain sat in the middle of the loop standing alone in the desert.

The Mescalero village was supposed to be in the broken canyon land on the southwest flank of the mountain. I would have to go all the way around and come in from the opposite side. It was a long way around, but my best chance was to stay invisible.

It took several more days before I reached the point where the river changed directions. Standing on a low bluff overlooking the churning river, I could see the mountain in the desert. It looked like a green lump in a vast plain of brown and gray. I would have to stay close to the river after crossing because there was little cover out on the plain. But first I had to cross the river.

I continued along the north bank of the river looking for a place to cross. The next morning, I found what I was looking for. It was a wide shallow place with a rock and gravel bottom. Lashing my weapons together, I used a sling to tie my bow and supply of arrows across my back.

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