Before I begin the day, I must recall some of the events of the night.
Not long after glassing up the entrance, I noticed I had left a one-block hole in the roof. Fortunately, I blocked it up before any mobs fell in, but something strange happened. I placed the block, and my entire screen filled with dirt and I began losing health. I was being crushed. I had no idea what I had done. I lost several hearts while I just sat their stupidly. I was going to die from a god-damn block of dirt. What a way to go out. Then I snapped out of it and just started punching. I punched and punched and punched and I was free. I ran in circles and looked around frantically. What the hell just happened? Was a mob in here with me? Was there a hole in the wall? What had happened? To make things weirder, the ground was covered n a purple-black mist.
|What. The. Hell.|
I was really shaken up. It took another minute before I had the nerves to open my inventory and grab some mushroom stew.
|Feeling better, but still shaken.|
I felt better, but I was still shaking. Whatever had hurt me could surely continue to hurt me. To make things worse, a cacophony of moans and rattling was sounding in the night outside. I tried to shut it all out and open my workbench to craft some more armour. My boots and helmet had taken a beating from the mysterious damage. I was down to 24 iron now. I really had to find some more soon. Once I finished crafted, the mist was gone.
I mined for a while and even found two cubes of iron--enough to replace a single boot. When I returned to camp, the noise outside was deafening. Zombies and skeletons strolled by the glass. They knew I was in here. The mist returned for a time, too. Thinking about it now, it was probably just night-time cloud. Perhaps I have never just camped this high before.
|Skeletons at the door.|
|I want this night to end! >_<*|
If this was all some Halloween joke Notch was playing on me, I was not impressed. The noises were growing louder; the mist was growing thicker (okay, that was probably just my imagination); and my nerves were wearing thin. But eventually, the end came in sight, climbing over the horizon.
One by one the sounds faded. I could still hear a lone zombie burning for a while but then there was nothing but silence. I left slowly and backwards, but no creepers were waiting to ambush me.
|Time to move on.|
|An easy enough path.|
I got halfway down before my creeper-free morning was interrupted.
Gazing forward, it looked like my day might just be a calm, relaxing one. The ground was flat, the trees were sparse, and the sky was blue.
|Today is going to be a good day.|
|Looking back west at the hill I just came down.|
To the south were a couple of creepers. I decided to take them out for the gunpowder--and to clear a few arrows from my inventory (I had more than 64).
|A waterfall to the south, beyond the creepers.|
That sorted, it was time to head on east. The ground was flat for quite some time. It was a relaxing morning with little hindrance. After a time, I did find myself in a wide valley. I have used that word 'valley' quite regularly and care-free before now, but this was a real valley. Not just an area of ground with some higher ground around it, but a slither of land between near-symmetrical rolling hills. It made for quite the scenic walk.
|East over the plains.|
|Valley up ahead.|
|The Valley Animal Convention, perhaps?|
In that previous picture, look very closely towards the distance in the top-center. Can you see it? Not just a mountain blocking my path, but another lava fall!
It is probably obvious in these photos, but I did not notice what was happening until I got a fair bit closer: the lava was still flowing.
|Don't get too close.|
|It's still spreading!|
This was amazing. Certainly, the fall itself was not nearly as majestic as the previous fall, but this was a brand new fall coming into being. It was flowing out from the mountain before my very eyes! I found that quite amazing.
I walked around to the northern side (left in the above photo) where it looked like I could find a path through the gap in the mountains. I scaled the mountain slowly, careful not to get too close to the lava flow.
|Up we go.|
I jumped up the last few blocks and left the valley and the lava fall behind.
|The other side, looking south-east.|
|And looking more to the east.|
The following lands were bumpier than the morning had been thus far, but still relatively east. There were a few crazy craters, though; like inverted pyramids.
|Crazy crater. It was hard to do it justice. This was the best I could do.|
|Coming down the mountain.|
It was quite an elegant mountain I was looking at, standing by itself on the plains. It reminded me of that monument I saw early in my travels, day four, I believe. The one that reassured me this journey was a good idea. I had a nostalgic moment, and then I headed to the south to get around.
|The southern side of the mountain.|
|Om nom nom. I have quite the collection, now. (Not sure what the deal is with that gravel block.)|
Moving on, the plains continued to favour me and I made good time.
|One of the few caverns I saw that day.|
The mountain looked climbable enough, but I thought I might as well continue on the trend I had started today and walk around it. Besides, what was the rush? I headed to the north where the ground looked more flat and walked around, beneath the jutting overhang.
|Heading around to the north.|
|East again, in the shade.|
|And on we go.|
Beyond the hill the plains continued, but now they were blanketed in a large forest. That was really it for the whole afternoon, so here are a bunch of photos:
|Looking south, rear of the mountain to my right.|
|East through the trees.|
|A rather awesome large tree. (Don't worry, I didn't cut it down!)|
|More flat land. More trees.|
You get the idea. It was a really nice walk at the time. Perhaps you had to be there. Eventually, though, the sun began to set.
This was a problem. I had not seen a mountain worthy of a camp for quite some time. Ditches, yes, but no hills. I did not much like the idea of camping lower than ground level, where a creeper could easily fall on top of me in the morning. I decided to push on a bit further and see what I could find. In the distance, I could see a small hill, only six blocks at its highest point. I made a run for it, half expecting the skeletons to start appearing before I got there.
I made it to the hill and quickly dug a small cove. Problem was, however, I had no glass. I had to block the entrance with dirt.
I set down my furnace and smelted some glass. The night was still quiet outside. I decided it was worth the risk. I knocked out a single cube and quickly replaced it with glass.
I mined for a while that night, still nervous about my dwindling iron supply. At this rate, I would have to start using stone tools again. Not ten cubes down, though, I struck a vein.
It was only four more blocks, but better than nothing. I could hear zombies moaning, but continued to mine in the opposite direction until I opened up into a cavern.
I blocked it off, sealing away any potential treasure. I wonder just how close I have come to finding diamond? What if just three or four cubes deeper there was a diamond vein? I guess I'll never know. I guess it doesn't matter, either. I returned to my camp, put the iron in the smelter, and watched the creepers flicker in and out among the trees.