Day 628:
Remember when I said the sand was a bit down from where the swamp meets the river?
That turned out to be inaccurate. There’s pockets of sand all along the river.
And there’s more than one river: there’s one that snakes to the north and one that snakes to the south.
So there’s more sand here than I expected, which is good. Maybe I can worry slightly less.
Or maybe I’ll be worrying more because all this hauling things back and forth is doing a number on my back.
I need, like, a monorail system. Something high enough the monsters can’t reach me but low enough I don’t jump to my death every time I leave.
Yeah. I’ll concentrate on the sand for now.