We’ve staked out a point on the wall from which to lower ourselves and our supplies. But the only thing not in our supplies currently is a rope.
More than one would be best, but I would settle for just one.
It would seem that whomever set up the defenses at this end of the city was careful to remove every trace of a rope, or a line or anything else that could help us get down.
So Lyle and I decided that the best course of action for us would be to split up. He will head back into the city in quest of climbing equipment. I will remain in this area and continue looking for other ways out.
