In the very far, center-picture, mountain top, you can see 5(i think five?) american barracks buildings. The jagged little outlines.

Simple day, nothing magical, just pictures here. Mountain goes up, mountain goes down, marshland goes slop, and humanity goes "we are not in this area"

This day ended outside of any access to civilization, with a campsite that was definitely a campsite as it had a shithouse. The door to the shithouse was unhinged, and the smell was top tier 10/10 sewer level aroma. Overall, anyone could do this day, though slipping and falling is inevitable in the marshlands later.

The frenchman had left some marks for us on the path, his footsteps in the snow occasionally. He seemed to mostly try and avoid the snow.

I had a low amount of cooking fuel on me, but i did take a bunch of candles, and for tonight i wanted hot soup. So i wanted to save my fuel (saving the medkit for the boss and never using it moment) and i built one candle into the Super Fuck-Candle 9000. I shoved about 20 match sticks deep into the candle wax, each working like a wick, which caused the entire candle wax to liquify within seconds of lighting the candle. Within a minute, it seemed to be more vaporized white gas wax than liquid wax. The candle burnt hot and well, but was INCREDIBLY wind sensitive. Last pic related. I cooked a pot of water on this, but would not recommend, with wind this is impossible to use. But works in a pinch. Also it was a cinnamon candle so it smelled real nice.

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In the very far, center-picture, mountain top, you can see 5(i think five?) american barracks buildings. The jagged little outlines.

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