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Day 505:
Turns out there’s also a waterfall pouring out of the wall next to the lava lake.
That seems to happen a lot here, which is really weird. I would think that water would
both of which should keep it far away from the lava lake.
But apparently I am wrong.
Either way, it’s bad idea to get caught up in a wave of water that leads to a lava lake, so I’m keeping my distance.
Day 504:
My mining today was punctuated with angry spiders and more of those rock rats. The rock rats appear to live in tiny fissures in the rock, but the pony-sized spiders certainly do not. I have no idea how they keep getting in, especially when I’ve had my main corridor blocked all day and, hey, this wasn’t even a cave until I dug it. Some days I could swear they just magically appear.
My best theory so far is that I’m not seeing their eggs but I’m somehow uncovering them. I’d think this far-fetched at best if I hadn’t personally witnessed a cow pop into existence from a calf 3 days after its birth. This place is weird, yo.
But seriously, I could do without pony spiders in my caverns.
Day 503:
Still mining away. Found some more emerald but not more diamond. Also almost fell into an underground lava lake. Those are inconvenient at best.
I’m almost done this particular area, I think, but it’s always hard to tell how often I’ve doubled up on myself or left something outstanding. I’ve started marking the paths I’m finished with a torch in the middle to signify it’s done. Because it’s easy to get lost down here.
When I look up, all I see are walls I’ve already mined, with twists and turns and juts and oddities. It’s both impressive and scary, as I hope I’ve buttressed everything appropriately that it doesn’t come crashing down on my head.
Day 502:
Decided I needed a break from all this aboveground stuff to go do some mining below ground.
It’s a relief to be out of the sun and away from the duckens, smacking rocks apart and finding valuable bits.
Plus I found some diamond, and that always makes me happy. I’m getting ever closer to my dream of wool socks, especially now that I know how to make a rail system to get me there.
Day 501: the cart now travels from place to place on the rails I set using the power of red rock, some coal dust, some clay, and the occasional nudge by me as I climb in.
It’s good enough.
It’s nice to sit down and let something else move for a change.
It’s also nice that my cart is moving slowly enough that I’m not convinced I’m going to die any second, because I have absolutely no steering mechanism, seat belt, HANS device, or anything else to keep me from being splattered all over a hillside.
So now I’m wondering: do I build some indoors? Well, in-mine, anyway?