It had taken her two days to reach the mountains. She had to keep moving, using as many different methods as possible so she couldn’t be tracked. She had headed out through the lower cattle pastures first, making sure her tracks were mixed in with those of the cattle. It hadn’t snowed again so she couldn’t use it to help her.
Once she was closer to the mountains, she moved along the river where the ground was harder and didn’t leave as many tracks. She crossed over the river and headed up the mountain following little used trails Sam had taught her about when she was younger. There were a number of caves and shallow rock overhangs she could use for shelter in the higher regions.
She would head north now. There was a huge ranch on the other side of the mountain range. Maybe she could hire
