Day 758: Snow is still cold

Day 758:

I’m rethinking the wool mittens.

They’re great at keeping me warm, but once my hands are in them and they get wet they’re not much help.

That’s a problem when you’re climbing a mountain and swinging a pickaxe in increasingly cold and humid weather. It’s stuffy enough to snow and I’ve only made it to the peak of the first mountain. (Technically I didn’t even do that since I drilled through a big part of it chasing an ore vein through the middle of it.)

Maybe leather lined with wool?

I know from my previous journeys that the leather gloves I made when I first arrived are definitely not warm enough. And wool would be warm enough if it was waterproofed, or at least, if I could keep the wool wet from sweat from getting to the air.

A project for the evenings back at my cave. Because I’m definitely not sleeping out here. So far I’ve only seen sheep and cows, but that’s enough to tell me zombies could fit here if they wanted to.