Day 689:
Looks like I’d better start carrying a pickaxe again, because this cliff is a sheer side of rock with a little topsoil on it to satisfy the sheep.
(Also, there are sheep. And pigs. But I have sheep back at the ranch now so they’re not quite as exciting as they used to be.)
One of my worries out here is that I’m a good distance from my nearest cave entrance. I’m losing a lot of time just getting here every morning. I should probably expand the cave structure, because it’ll keep me from being shot… but so will getting this detritus out of here so I can get some clean lines of sight.
They’re hard decisions, is what I’m saying.
But where there’s a sheer rock cliff I’m betting there’s ore, so that will cheer me up.