Empire of Gold (52 page)
Authors: Andy McDermott
‘Now that’s more like it,’ said Mac admiringly. The broad waterfall ahead was much more impressive than the one they had passed on the road, plunging down a vertical cliff for over two hundred feet. Its base was hidden by jungle; the falling water had cut a deep bowl out of the hillside, every square inch packed with plant life. Above the cliff, tall peaks loomed through the clouds, the river feeding the falls flowing through a narrow valley between them.
‘This is the place,’ said Nina. She passed word via radio to the other vehicles. The soldiers turned off the road and led the way into the little forest, crunching the Jeep up a slope for a few hundred yards, winding between the trees, before the sheer density of vegetation blocked their path. The other 4×4s stopped behind them.
Everyone climbed out, glad the bumpy ride was over. Nina stretched and looked round. The waterfall was now obscured by foliage overhead, but the echoing rumble from up the hill meant it would not be hard to find.
She noticed that Mac appeared a little hesitant on the uneven ground. ‘You okay?’
‘I just need a bit of extra support,’ he said, smiling. ‘And there it is.’ He picked up a fallen branch and knocked it against a nearby trunk to shake off loose dirt before leaning on it. ‘There. A perfectly good walking stick.’
‘Tie another couple together and you’ll be able to make a Zimmer frame,’ Eddie joked.
Mac waved the stick at him. ‘Do you want me to kick your arse, Eddie, or beat it?’
‘Now, now, boys,’ said Nina, amused. She turned to Osterhagen. ‘Okay, Leonard. What are we looking for?’
Osterhagen had photo blow-ups of the Paititi map laminated in a folder. ‘First, we find the waterfall, I suppose. Then, if the painting was accurate, the ruins should be to one side of it.’
Zender bustled over, Juanita a step behind. ‘Is this the place? Have we found it?’
‘We haven’t even started looking,’ Nina chided. ‘Okay, to find the waterfall we just need to follow our ears. Then we’ll see what else is there.’
The soldiers stayed with their Jeep as the rest of the expedition moved uphill into the jungle. The rumble of falling water soon became a roar, and they emerged from the trees to face its source.
‘Now that’s pretty . . . wow,’ said Macy.
‘No kidding,’ Nina agreed.
Close up, the falls were even more spectacular than they had appeared from the road. The flow, some ninety feet across, plunged down the wide, almost sheer cliff to crash thunderously over the broken boulders at its base. Spray swirled across the pool carved from the rocky ground, sparkling rainbows shimmering in the sunlight breaking through the clouds. A broad, fast-flowing stream acted as a run-off, water rushing away into the forest.
Osterhagen compared one of his pictures to the view before him. ‘It looks a lot like the painting. Don’t you think?’
‘It’s pretty close,’ Nina agreed. While the mural was stylised, there were undeniable similarities between it and the real-life features of the landscape.
‘So in that case,’ said Eddie, ‘where’s this lost city?’
‘Let’s take a closer look, shall we?’ Nina led the way to the water’s edge. ‘According to the map from Paititi, it should be off to that side of the waterfall.’ She pointed. ‘We’ll split up and check the cliffs.’
Eddie looked up at the falls. ‘Think this really is the place?’
‘It could be. I’m getting a vibe.’
‘I thought you left your vibe at home?’ he said with a dirty smile. Nina shook her head, then directed the others to begin the search.
Despite her gut feeling, however, nothing turned up. The cliffs were conspicuously lacking in golden cities, or nooks and caves that might provide entrance to one. Empty-handed, the expedition members regrouped by the pool. ‘I don’t understand,’ said Osterhagen disconsolately. ‘It matches the picture from Paititi. What are we missing?’
‘There is nothing here,’ said Zender. ‘We have wasted our time.’
Nina was losing her own patience with the Peruvian official. ‘We haven’t finished searching yet. There’s the other side of the waterfall to search, for a start. And then there’s the waterfall itself. There might be an opening behind it.’
‘Easy way to check,’ said Eddie. He picked up a stone and flung it into the plunging waters. A faint
clack
of rock hitting rock was audible even over the rumble of the falls. ‘Well, that’s solid,’ he said, picking up a second stone and hurling it at a higher spot. ‘And that’s . . . ’
clack
of rock hitting rock was audible even over the rumble of the falls. ‘Well, that’s solid,’ he said, picking up a second stone and hurling it at a higher spot. ‘And that’s . . . ’
The second missile was swallowed up without a sound.
‘. . . not,’ Eddie concluded, surprised. ‘Huh. I was only doing that to take the piss!’
‘There’s a cave behind the waterfall?’ Mac asked.
‘Maybe . . .’ Nina regarded the falls thoughtfully.
Eddie threw another stone, aiming at the same height as before, about sixty feet above the pool, but some way off to one side. Again, the missile disappeared noiselessly. ‘It’s at least forty feet wide,’ he said, bending to pick up a new projectile.
Nina put a hand on his shoulder. ‘Save your pitching arm, hon. We’ve got an easier way to check.’
Amongst the team’s equipment was a laser rangefinder, which Nina had requisitioned from the IHA to take measurements of whatever they found. The results took some time to collect; while the device could work through rain, it hadn’t been designed to send its beam through a torrent of water. The reading constantly fluctuated as the laser light was refracted by the falls. But she didn’t need millimetric precision, only for enough of the beam to reflect off the cliff for her to get a reading . . . or not.
Osterhagen stood beside her as she scanned the waterfall, sketching the results. It became clear that there was indeed an opening hidden behind the deluge – a large one, at that. The cave mouth was some seventy feet wide and at least forty high, its lowest point fifty feet above the pool.
Always
fifty feet above the pool. While the outline of the opening was irregular in shape, its base was completely level. ‘That’s got to be man-made,’ Nina said.
fifty feet above the pool. While the outline of the opening was irregular in shape, its base was completely level. ‘That’s got to be man-made,’ Nina said.
‘It could have formed along a rock stratum,’ said the German. But it was clear he didn’t believe it.
Eddie looked at the drawing. ‘Be a bugger to get to it. Even if you climb up that high away from the waterfall, you’ve still got to get across – and that much water coming down’ll knock you right off unless you’re seriously well attached. That’s a job for a pro climber.’
‘I used to climb,’ offered Cruzado. Everyone looked at the portly, middle-aged Peruvian. ‘A long time ago,’ he admitted.
Nina continued surveying the cliffs. ‘We might not need to go all the way up,’ she said, pointing at a spot almost dead centre of the waterfall, and considerably lower. ‘There’s another opening.’
‘It is not very big,’ said Osterhagen as she took more readings. He marked it on his sketch. It was roughly twenty feet above the base of the falls.
Nina swept the rangefinder back and forth. ‘I think that ledge leads to it. Someone might be able to climb up to it and then go along behind the waterfall.’
‘Someone,’ said Eddie, with a faint but distinct sigh. ‘You mean me.’
‘I’d volunteer,’ said Mac, ‘but, well . . . ’ He banged his stick against his prosthetic leg, plastic and metal rattling.
‘Can you do it, Eddie?’ Nina asked. ‘With the climbing gear that we’ve brought, I mean. Or will we need to go back to town for more equipment?’
‘No, I can probably do it with what we’ve got,’ he said. ‘I’d rather take the chance than drive along that bloody road again!’ He looked between the waterfall and Osterhagen’s drawing, judging distances. ‘We’ve got enough rope, so . . . yeah, I think I can do it. I’ll put in some spikes so I can hook up the line.’
‘So that we can get across?’
‘I was thinking more so I can get back. It’s only twenty feet up, but I don’t really want to end up in that pool. There’re a lot of pointy rocks.’ He gave the cliff one last look, then nodded. ‘I can do it. Let’s get the gear.’
Eddie, Nina and Macy trekked back to the Jeeps, finding the four soldiers sitting around smoking and looking bored. Their interest perked up when Macy filled them in on developments. The highest-ranking of them, a young lieutenant called Echazu, decided to accompany the group back to the waterfall – purely in the interests of gathering information for his superiors, of course, rather than the hope of being involved in something mediaworthy. Another soldier, a corporal, persuaded him of the benefits of having a second pair of eyes to help with his report, but the two remaining privates were left disappointed as they were told to stay and watch the vehicles.
The soldiers in tow, they returned to the waterfall. Mac and Osterhagen had been to the base of the falls in the hope of glimpsing what lay behind it, but nothing was visible through the water and spray. ‘That looks like the easiest way up,’ Mac told Eddie, indicating a particular section of rock face.
‘Yeah, shouldn’t be too hard,’ Eddie agreed, before giving the older man a look. ‘Been trying to find a nice simple route for yourself, have you?’
‘Well, of course! If El Dorado really is hidden behind there, I’m not going to stand outside like a lemon while you and Nina explore it. I want to see the place for myself.’
‘That’s if there
is
anything back there.’
is
anything back there.’
‘There must be,’ said Osterhagen earnestly. ‘Everything fits - the map at Paititi, the khipu, the trail of
huacas
. This is the place.’
huacas
. This is the place.’
‘Then let’s find out,’ said Nina. She regarded Eddie expectantly.
‘Muggins leads the way, as usual,’ he said. ‘All right, I’ll go and find you another archaeological wonder. If I must.’ He grinned, then gathered his equipment and went to the foot of the cliff.
The edge of the waterfall was only ten feet from where he began to climb, and spray quickly soaked him. As Mac had thought, the ascent was straightforward; it took barely a minute before he was level with the ledge. It was only a matter of inches wide. Eddie hammered a spike into the rock and attached a carabiner, then threaded the rope through it and dropped one end down so the others could follow him up, tying a knot to secure it. Then, the line coiled over one shoulder, he faced the wall and edged sidelong along the ledge.
Even though the route was set slightly back beneath an overhang, the falling water still pounded at his back. He dug his fingers into cracks in the rock, clinging tightly and advancing step by cautious step.
After about forty feet, the cliff bulged slightly outwards. It would force him directly into the deluge. He tried to look past it to see if the ledge continued on the far side, but his view was blocked by water and spray. Keeping hold with one hand, he took out a second spike and gingerly supported it in the crook of his thumb before tapping it into place with his hammer. Another carabiner was hooked on, and the rope clipped through it. Satisfied it was secure, Eddie took several deep breaths – then found a firm handhold and pulled himself into the deluge.
He almost lost his grip as the full force of the water hit, threatening to hurl him down on to the jagged rocks below. Blinded, unable to breathe, he pressed his chest against the rock and groped ahead. The protruding section of cliff was only short – his hand found clear air again on the other side. He hugged the wall and slid round it, emerging back beneath the overhang.
Utterly drenched, Eddie shook water from his face and regained his breath before attaching another spike. Holding the rope, he twisted to look at what lay behind the waterfall.
His eyes widened at the sight. ‘Well, bloody hell . . . ’
Nina’s radio crackled, Eddie’s voice almost drowned by the noise of the waterfall. ‘Nina, you there?’
‘Eddie! Are you okay?’
‘Yeah, I’m fine. Fucking soaked, though.’
‘What can you see?’ she asked. ‘Is there an opening in the cliff?’
‘Nope.’
A shock of disappointment ran through her. ‘What? There
isn’t
an opening?’
isn’t
an opening?’
‘Oh, there’s an opening. There isn’t a cliff.’
The group exchanged confused glances. ‘What do you mean?’
‘I mean, it’s not a cliff. It’s a
wall
.’
wall
.’
31
E
ddie gazed up at his discovery. Behind the waterfall, everything was shrouded in shadow, but there was still more than enough light to see the scale of the wall. Like the ceremonial buildings at the heart of Paititi, it was built from exactingly carved blocks, fitted together with incredible precision. Thirty feet above him was its top, a horizontal line bisecting what had once been an irregularly shaped cave mouth. He couldn’t help thinking it looked like a battlement, the almost sheer, incredibly smooth surface making it impossible for anyone to get inside.
ddie gazed up at his discovery. Behind the waterfall, everything was shrouded in shadow, but there was still more than enough light to see the scale of the wall. Like the ceremonial buildings at the heart of Paititi, it was built from exactingly carved blocks, fitted together with incredible precision. Thirty feet above him was its top, a horizontal line bisecting what had once been an irregularly shaped cave mouth. He couldn’t help thinking it looked like a battlement, the almost sheer, incredibly smooth surface making it impossible for anyone to get inside.
Except by the entrance further along the ledge.
The laser rangefinder had been correct; there was a second, much smaller hole. He regarded it with deep suspicion. It was about five feet high by four wide, and as far as he could tell wasn’t barricaded. A simple, inviting way in.
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