Day 134: More on trees

Day 134:

Trying to shore up the landscaping here, I’m doing my best not to have too much of an impact on the environment. Part of that is replanting trees when I harvest some. There are enough seeds that I generally don’t have too much of a problem accomplishing this, in fact I have more problems because I’m overplanting than that I’m stripping the plants.

It helps that the trees sprout and grow to full size in 3 days. Even on the rainiest of days we don’t get enough soil erosion that the environment changes irrevocably from the deforestation before the trees go back.

I’m pretty sure that environmentalists on Earth would be jealous.

watercolor of a seedling emerging from a seed. It has two large oak-like leaves on a twig-thick stem.
It stays like this for about 15 minutes once it hits dirt. Back up when planting or find yourself in the air. They’re kind of loud when they grow too.

Day 133: Trees

Day 133:

There are a couple different kinds of trees here. There are huge thick trees that produce a wood the color of a dark oak or mahogany. There are thinner trees that definitely represent oaks. And now today, there are white-barked trees that remind me of birches back home.

None of the leaves for any of these trees are anything like on Earth. They’re mossy  and much more fractal in every direction, like a bush with a skin condition.

But they make good firewood and they make decent handles for tools, so I’m happy with them.

watercolor of 3 badly drawn trees. leftmost is a giant oak the height of the paper. in the center is a regular oak about 2/3 of the height of the giant oak. on the right is a light-colored birch the height of the oak.
Not a lot of variety, considering.

Day 132: dig dig dig

Day 132:

Digging holes, collecting rocks, still puzzling about my cliff.

a line sketch of bobby the ducken sleeping with his beak almost touching the ground and his wing tucked. Labeled "bobby sleeping while I work."
Being a ducken is apparently exhausting.

Day 131: Still exploring the east entrance

Day 131:

The problem with digging out to a new entrance that lands right in the middle of the cliff face is you have to figure out what to do about the cliff. Just close the hole back up? Eventually weathering will clear any debris you use to clog it. Carve it out and install some doors? Possible but then if you get turned around in the tunnels and go out those doors, you’re flat on your face a few hundred meters down.

Landscaping the area to be a safe exit seems to be the best answer, but that takes a lot of work too, especially since I’m trying to lay low and not indicate where I am.

Which is a different topic because, well, I’m not sure that’s worthwhile anymore. I mean, I’m four months into this gig, which is three months longer than an extended gig, and I’ve heard nothing from the company.

If I don’t see anyone from the mountain, I might just say to heck with it and stop covering my tracks.

We’ll see. First I have to design a safe and secure door to the middle of the air.

really bad line sketch attempting to show that the ravine is essentially a round hold about 30 meters in diameter that goes deeper than the author can see.
If I kill a few hundred pony-sized spiders I could probably make a rope ladder.

Day 130: Holes and east

Day 130:

Found an underground lake, that wasn’t very underground once I accidentally cracked the roof with my pickaxe and the whole thing collapsed, while I was standing on it. Bruised my leg up pretty badly. Not particularly fond of how wet I ended up either.

the map from day 125, except now there's a small lake cut into the hill covered in trees.
Nothing like that first sound of stone hitting to water just before the ground gives way to make you scream obscenities at the top of your lungs as you fall.