Saturday, March 14, 2026

An Epic Rescue Adventure – Almost No Forests Were Harmed


Last week’s expedition could best be described as a wildlife documentary narrated by something that hates us personally.

The theme was simple: nature vs. nurture, except nature brought teeth, claws, and a deeply personal vendetta. The nurturing part never really showed up.

Last week we all died by Polar bear, then some of us were rescued and died again by polar bear, and others died by wolf, and Craig died falling off a cliff. All in all, it was nature vs. nurture, with a lot of gnawing at our bones and no nurturing.

It was, in short, not our finest hour.

So this week we scheduled an extra session on Saturday, because clearly the correct response to catastrophic failure is to double down immediately and wander back into the frozen murder biome.

The mission objectives were simple:
1. Recover from last week’s polar bear–induced humiliation.
2. Run away from the Polar Bears with dignity (or at least speed).
3. Rescue Myles.
4. Head back to base alive, preferably with the same number of limbs we started with.

Amazingly, things started going well.

At one point we even shot a deer to distract a polar bear so Zaph and Dave could sneak past.
Myles’ commentary – amazing idea – great work, Dave.
Dave’s comment – I can’t believe that worked.
For once, the universe blinked first.

A Brief Moment of Competence

Back at our main base, we engaged in activities normally associated with people who are not being hunted by apex predators.

We mined some stone.
We fed the animals.
We patted the cat.
We put a roof on the extension Dave had been building.

It was domestic bliss, frontier edition.
Zaph, however, had learned an important lesson from the previous week.
Specifically: bows were useless against Polar bears.
This revelation led him to the only logical conclusion.
He learnt how to make a gun.
Dave, meanwhile, installed a fishing platform and fish traps because if there is one thing Dave cannot resist, it is building infrastructure in places that are actively trying to kill us.
Everything was going smoothly.

Which of course meant something terrible was about to happen.

The Craig Situation

“What about Craig?” you ask.

Ah yes.

Craig respawned, turned on the scanner that Dave forgot to do before we left, so he basically saved the mission – a true hero, who is now starving to death in the frozen wasteland (because why pack food) and waiting to be rescued.

Yes.

Craig had single-handedly saved the expedition.
Craig had also single-handedly stranded himself in the Arctic with no food.
Heroism is complicated.

The Radio Call

Don’t worry Craig, we are coming for you – Myles radioed.

I just need to make a checklist, check it twice, shoe the horses, pack all of Daves stuff, feed the animals, make medicine for Zaph etc, etc, etc.

On the other end of the radio came a burst of static.
Pssht, fizz, .. What? replied Craig – your are breaking up – Pssht, Pssht.
Stupid Comms – said Myles, who is yet to realise we are yanking his chain.
Naturally, we allowed this misunderstanding to continue.

For morale reasons.

This Week’s Song

Every epic journey requires a soundtrack.

This week’s song – Gonna Be – by the pretenders, sung by Zaph.

And it went a little something like this:

When I wake up, well, I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who wakes up next to Craig on fire
When I go out, yeah, I know I’m gonna be
I’m gonna be the man who goes along with you

But I would ride 500 miles
And I would walk 500 more
Just to be the man who walks and rides a thousand miles
To save Craig from starving, scorpions and Polar bears

It was heartfelt.

It was heroic.

It was also slightly concerning.

The Expedition Begins

So here we are, on Friday the 13th, setting off on an epic arctic journey to rival Shackleton, Scott, Bourke and Wills.

Mount up! yelled Myles – Let’s get this wagon train rolling!

Dave, who has a long memory and a grudge that could power small machinery, immediately raised a concern.
Do we really have to rescue Craig? Dave whined – I mean, he is responsible for the gold dragon fiasco of 2001. I vote we leave him to die a painful death, so he learns a lesson.
Zaph, who was getting tired of Dave punishing Craig for the gold dragon episode, pointed his new rifle at Dave.

Something is getting shot tonight! he declared – I would prefer it to be a Polar Bear, but it could just as easily be you.

Dave considered this carefully.

Right replied Dave, got it, be right there, I just need to make some extra stuff to pack…. Rope, fur armour, food, animal bait, arrows.


Meanwhile, Craig Waits

Meanwhile, Craig is pondering the eternal question of life:
Have we forgiven him for the gold dragon debacle?
That’s a hard NO!!! from Dave.
Craig waited in the frozen wilderness contemplating this harsh truth.

Into the Frozen Pass

As Dave’s faithful buffalo had died last week, he was riding a horse this week.

Dave and Myles set off whilst Zaph was still having breakfast – destination – Scott hut in the Arctic Pass.

The journey was not peaceful.
There were wolves everywhere.
Dave and Myles had to stop often to shoot wolves, and when they weren’t shooting wolves, they were taking wide detours around large scorpions.
Not normal scorpions.
Scorpions the size of a pony.
Because apparently the planet looked at Earth wildlife and said, “Let’s scale that up.”
Finally, after dodging claws, stingers, and very poor life choices, they arrived at Scott hut.

There was a horse outside.

Inside, Zaph was warming his hands over a fire.

WTF!!! yelled Myles, throwing wolf meat on the fire.
Zaph just grinned.
what took you so long?

Dave, who was last as usual, replied:
Hey, these berries don’t pick themselves.

Zaph Goes Exploring

The next morning Zaph set off, gun in hand whilst Myles and Dave were having breakfast.

…that is the last we saw of him…

…for awhile.

The Lakehouse

When Dave and Myles arrived at the lake house – there was no sign of Zaph.
Myles checked the map.
Zaph was going the wrong way.
After a quick discussion with Zaph he decided to press on, hoping to find a new pass into the arctic region which would be closer to Craig’s last reported position.
Which was optimistic.
And probably unwise.

Craig’s Running Commentary

Craig, meanwhile, kept up a running commentary of complaints.
I am starving, the hut is falling apart, I can hear the scorpions trying to get in, what’s taking so long?
After listening to this for several minutes, we made the smart choice.
We turned off the radio.
Nobody wants to listen to the last sobbing cries of a dying hero.

Zaph vs The Scorpion

Finally, Zaph arrived at Mawson's  hut.

He left food inside, grabbed his rifle, and went looking for revenge on the bear that had slaughtered his horse last week.

Circling the hut he could see one scorpion.
Just one.
It paced slowly in the snow.
Zaph sighted in his rifle.
He breathed in.
Then out.
Then took the shot.
Crack.
Chitin exploded from the scorpion’s head as it collapsed in the snow.
Victory.
Brief.

Zaph vs The Bear

Wap!!
A polar bear that had been stalking Zaph smacked him hard.
Zaph hit the snow rolling, desperately trying to bring his rifle to bear.
He fired.
The polar bear kept coming.
Munch. Crunch.
Zaph was dead.
And then in an act of sheer spite, the bear killed Zaph’s horse.

Score – Bear 2, Zaph 1.

Craig the Rescuer

It was all up to Craig.
Could he dodge the bear and rescue Zaph?
Craig considered this carefully.
Then declared:
I am going to wait for the guys to get here.
He hid in the hut.
Strategically.


Meanwhile, Back at the Lakehouse

Dave set up the fishing rods.
Myles threw meat on the BBQ.
If we had invented beer, we would have cracked open a cold one.

Dave’s Mobile Hardware Store

After a leisurely lunch, Myles decided to head out to meet the guys halfway.

Dave strapped a new cart onto a new buffalo and packed the essential supplies:
A concrete furnace
An anvil
A work bench
Wood
The mission boards
A spare horse

Because Craig didn’t have a mount.
Dave then headed out slowly.
Very slowly.
Because the spare horse refused to trot, canter, or gallop.
It preferred existential reflection.

The Pass

Eventually Dave arrived at the pass.
Myles was already there.
Surveying a mine.
Because if there is one thing Myles cannot resist, it is discovering new places to extract resources.

Craig’s Heroic Rescue

Meanwhile, back at Mawson's hut.
Craig had repaired the hut.
He had eaten cooked pumpkin.
Starving people are desperate people.
Then he snuck past the bear and rescued Zaph.
Zaph and Craig set off walking back to the pass.
Hiding from bears.
Sneaking past scorpions.
Trying very hard not to become wildlife snacks.
Eventually they reached Myles, who had ridden in partway to meet them.

Industrial Mining Operations

Another horse was called down.
Myles provided a saddle.
Then we set up shop at the mine to strip it of all its resources.
The Concrete Forge was installed, as this can turn any metal into ingots.
The anvil was deployed for repairs.
A workbench was deployed to allow refuelling of the lanterns.
We stoked it with coal.
And got busy mining.
Whilst Dave and Zaph were being productive, Myles built a campfire to cook meat.

The Forest Incident

Score: Myles 1, Forest 0
Yes.
Myles lit the forest on fire with a campfire.
On the plus side:

• We now have more charcoal than we have any use for
• Craig was not responsible

This alone marks the event as historically unusual.

The Trader Mission

After we got bored with mining, Myles signed us up for a new mission.
Provide some materials to a trader who wanted to open a store for purchasing vegetables.
Myles had decided if he couldn’t stop Dave picking flowers, he could at least make some money from it.

The Trader needed:
Aluminium
Sulphur
Glass
Beeswax

Easy peasy.
We mined some nearby silica and used the Concrete furnace to create Glass.
We turned the Aluminium we had mined into ingots.
We mined some nearby Sulphur deposits.
Meanwhile, Zaph headed back to the lakehouse with some bees he caught to make a bee house so we could collect honey.

Dave’s Expanding Industrial Empire

Dave and Myles packed up the mine.
We left the stone firepit for Craig to pack.
Oh well we can always make another one.
Back at the lakehouse, Dave added an extension to the house for all the new toys he needed.

Then got busy constructing them.
Machinery bench
Biofuel composter
Kitchen Stove
Fishing Station
Concrete Furnace

Craig supplied stone and timber which mysteriously vanished into Dave’s industrial complex.
A barn extension was built to house the carpentry bench and other equipment.
Dave’s building projects now occupy roughly half the continent.

Beeswax Problems

Zaph was off doing real life chores.
Myles did a delivery run to the trader.
Soon the only thing outstanding was the beeswax.

Unfortunately:
It takes a long time for bees to make honeycomb.
Which then has to be ground up in a mortar and pestle to make Beeswax.
Bees are industrious.
But not that industrious.

The Delivery Run

Finally we had had enough.

Myles and Zaph set off to make that delivery whilst Dave installed an automated mining tool on a nearby Sulphur deposit.

The Trader had:
A glass house
Water pumped to his garden beds
A nice two storey house

Zaph looked at the property.
Then turned to Myles.
Don’t let Dave see this Zaph commented – or we will never get him away from the house.

This Week We Learnt Things

(that we thought we learned last week)

• Polar Bears are freaking tough, and sneaky.
• Don’t get emotionally invested in your animals – they will die.
• You can get Craig to log in, but you have to really motivate him to rescue the rescue party.
• Don’t deploy a campfire on ferns, unless your goal is to burn down the forest.


Did We Achieve Anything This Week?

Fist of the mountain baby, FIST OF the MOUNTAIN.
Only 1.1% of players have achieved this…
…oh wait.
That’s Borderlands 4.
Surprisingly, Icarus said we achieved a few things.

Actual achievements.
Dave doesn’t have to make stuff up.
But he did anyway.

Achievements

Dave achieved – So Cool (Build a structure with Ice)

Myles achieved –
Highly Skilled (reach the bottom of a talent tree)
Pyromaniac (burn down a forest using only a campfire)

Craig achieved –
Stone is my Jam (Mine a thousand stone)
Lumberjack (chop down a hundred trees)
It wasn’t me (someone else burnt down the forest - really)

Zaph achieved –
Suited Up (Drop with a full suit of armour in your loadout)

Next Week

Tune in next week when:

Dave visits the trader to learn how to make a farm.
Zaph trains his third horse.
Myles feeds the animals fish chunks.
And Craig mines a stone mountain and chops down a forest to keep Dave too busy to talk about the Gold Dragon incident.







 

Saturday, March 07, 2026

Today’s Adventurer Is Tomorrow’s Frozen Bear Scat

 


TPK by 

Ursus Maritimus

Spoiler alert for those hoping this was a heroic tale of exploration, triumph, and frontier grit: it is not. It is, instead, the cautionary saga of four supposedly experienced space-age prospectors discovering that polar bears are not, in fact, large cuddly snow puppies.

This week's Theme Song – Polar Bear, a chilly lament for lost souls

There in a blizzard of ice
Four old man are riding
Myles is leading his Eskimo life
And knows where he's going
Out where the caribou run
This wilderness desert
He sits alone on the ground
Shaking and silent

Something is coming to take him away
Where will his long life end
After his life has been taken away
He'll be reborn and return

Please save him, polar bear
Release his spirit
Take him to where he'll be born again
You know him, polar bear
And many before him

You taught them where they'll be born again

Today’s adventurer, as the philosophers say, is tomorrow’s frozen bear scat.


The Grand Architectural Vision

If you remember last week, we talked about building a small extension to our house. Not a grand hall or a cathedral of frontier engineering. No, this was to be a modest project. A tasteful little architectural flourish. A small room extending out over the river.

Stone. Wood. Leather.

“More stone, more wood. more leather!” yelled Dave with the focused intensity of a medieval blacksmith preparing to arm an army. He stood at the anvil forging iron nails with grim determination while the masonry bench spat out stone floors and walls like some kind of enthusiastic geological vending machine.

Dave’s vision was simple: a tiny 5 × 5 extension, with two-storey walls. Something elegant. Something practical. Something that definitely required far more nails than we actually possessed.

Meanwhile, the rest of us had begun to realize that perhaps—just perhaps—we were spending slightly too much time on interior decorating while an entire alien planet waited outside.

“Are you finished yet? We need to get the buffalo packed.” Myles asked.

Dave paused and looked into the cupboard.

The expression on his face could only be described as the emotional equivalent of discovering the coffee machine is broken on a Monday morning.

We were out of iron.

No iron meant no nails.

No nails meant no roof.

And thus our architectural masterpiece became what real estate agents would charitably describe as an open-plan design with excellent ventilation.

It was time to hit the road.


Mission Selection: The Fateful Choice

Myles checked which operations were available.

Two options appeared:

  • A 3 skull Desert mission unlocking a bunch of new missions

  • A 2 skull Arctic mission unlocking a bunch of new missions

Now, any experienced adventurer will tell you that the desert is hot, unpleasant, and full of creatures that want to eat you. The Arctic, however, is cold, unpleasant, and full of creatures that want to eat you.

Naturally, Myles went with the Arctic mission, because 2 skulls means it’s a walk in the park.

Followed by a snow zone.

Another walk in the park.

And then a frozen landscape.

Nothing we hadn’t seen before.

Piece of cake.


Packing the Expedition

90 minutes were spent prepping and packing the buffalo.

Not five minutes.

Not ten.

Ninety.

This was less “packing for a quick trip” and more “Victorian polar expedition preparing to discover the Northwest Passage.”

Eventually we set off:

  • Over the new stone bridge

  • Through the forest

  • Down toward the snowy pass

Myles and Zaph rode ahead scouting and killing wolves to protect the expedition like responsible expedition leaders.

Meanwhile, Dave was riding along peacefully when a bear attacked him.

Dave immediately kicked his buffalo up a gear and raced away at maximum speed.

Craig, seeing an opportunity for glory, leapt heroically off his horse to kill the bear.

Score

Bear 2, Craig 0


Casualty Retrieval Services

Myles and Zaph returned to recover Craig’s body, while Dave calmly deployed the delivery board and called another mount down from the station like a frontier Uber driver.

Soon we were back on the way.

Slightly more cautious.

Slightly more suspicious of bears.

But still confident.


The First Polar Bear

When we reached the snowy pass, the way forward was blocked by a Polar Bear.

“How tough can it be?” asked Dave.

Those words have historically preceded many regrettable events.

Myles deployed a fortified wall and some hedgehogs (spikes, not the cute kind).

Myles, Zaph and Craig took positions on the rampart behind the wall while Dave stood on a rock like a dramatic statue of misplaced confidence.

Zaph fired.

The bear charged.

Ignoring Dave entirely, it slammed into the wall and destroyed the spikes.

After many arrows and bullets, the bear began to resemble a porcupine more than a bear.

Eventually it collapsed.

Victory!

Clearly we had mastered the Arctic.


Return to the Lake House

We travelled on, eventually reaching the forest and our lake house.

Here we stopped to:

  • Cook some meat

  • Refill water

  • Get a night’s rest

Everyone carefully locked in their respawn point at the lake house.

This will become important later.

Very important.

In the morning Dave packed one of the bed rolls onto the cart.

Unfortunately, he unknowingly chose the exact bedroll that he and Myles had bound their respawn to.

At the time, this seemed like a minor logistical decision.

In hindsight, it was the opening move in a comedy of catastrophic errors.


Into the Arctic

We headed North then East searching for a pass into the Arctic region.

Eventually we reached the edge of the Arctic zone.

Unfortunately the weather had other plans.

Storm after storm rolled through.

So we built a stone hut for shelter while multiple storms blew across the tundra.

And while we were sheltering…

A bear snuck up.

It killed Zaph.

It also killed his level 40 horse.

We cried for the horse.

Score

Bear 2, Zaph 0

We called in another horse.



The Frozen Grind

We travelled deeper through the Arctic.

Fighting off:

  • Wolves

  • Hypothermia

  • Frostbite

  • General poor life choices

Eventually we located the first component in a supply box.

Then not long after we found the second component.

Things were going well.

Suspiciously well.


The Door Incident

The weather began to look ominous.

Myles suggested we build another small shelter.

“Dave, build a small stone house.”

Dave grabbed stone pieces from the cart and assembled a 2 × 2 hut.

It had:

  • A work bench

  • A doorway

“Just need to install the door,” Dave said.

“Put in a fire and some bedrolls.”

Dave looked at the cart.

No door.

“Where is the door?” Dave asked.

“I told you to build it,” Myles replied.

What followed was a heated debate involving:

  • Logistics

  • Responsibility

  • Whose job it was to craft doors

  • Several creative suggestions about where the missing door could be shoved


The Polar Bear Arbitration Committee

The squabbling attracted a polar bear.

The bear attacked.

It ate a mount.

We scattered while drawing weapons.

The bear killed a second mount.

Then, bored with horses, it killed:

  • Zaph

  • Myles

  • Dave

Craig circled the house with bow drawn.

This was his moment.

His chance to shine.

To rescue the group.

To be the hero.

“Rescue me!” pleaded Dave.

“Rescue Zaph!” pleaded Myles.

Craig focused on the bear.

He fired.

He missed.

The bear casually swatted him aside and ate his Moa.

Craig ran for his life.

The bear followed.

Craig tripped.

Fell off a cliff.

And died.

The bear almost died laughing, then slaughtered the Buffalo.

Silence fell.

Broken only by the dripping of blood.

Score

Bear 8 ; Party 0


We hadn’t sucked this badly since the gold dragon incident of 2001.


The Respawn Catastrophe

“No problem,” said Myles.

“Dave you can respawn here using the bedroll you deployed.”

“I didn’t get a chance to deploy it, so back to the lakehouse we go,” replied Dave.

Dave clicked respawn.

Icarus replied:

“No Respawn point found – do you want to respawn in a random location?”

This is the sort of message that makes the blood run cold.

Zaph and Craig respawned at the lakehouse without any gear.

Myles respawned as far away as possible on the map, close to our main base.


Dave waited patiently for rescue.


Rescue Attempt #1

Craig made his way back and rescued Dave.

Dave searched the area.

He couldn’t find the buffalo.

He couldn’t find the cart.

The bear returned.

It slaughtered Craig and his mount again.

Dave almost killed the bear.

In the same way the Titanic almost missed the iceberg.

…It was that close.


Score

Bear 3 ; Craig & Dave 0


Rescue Attempt #2

Zaph made it back to the hut in the Arctic and rescued Craig and Dave.

He also found the third piece and constructed the device for the mission.

Then a scorpion appeared and killed Zaph’s horse.

Because of course it did.


Meanwhile: Myles’ Long Walk

Myles began the extremely long journey back across the map to rejoin the group.

Halfway there he was killed in the frozen wilderness by wolves.

Because apparently the wildlife on this planet operates a kill-on-sight policy.


The Waiting Game

Dave built a small stone hut and huddled inside with:

  • The beacon

  • A camp fire

  • A bedroll

He waited for the device to activate during a storm.

Craig and Zaph occupied a slightly larger hut nearby.

We eventually called the session before it went into overtime.


Final Score

Icarus (Bears, wolves, scorpion): 17

Including one full TPK


Lessons Learned

Every story has a moral. A takeaway. A lesson for future generations.

This week we learned:

  • Polar Bears are freaking tough, and sneaky.

  • Don’t get emotionally invested in your animals – they will die.

  • When the buffalo dies – you lose everything.

  • Whether you survive the weather depends on solid preparation, and planning.

  • Todays hero is tomorrows Polar bear scat.


Weekly Achievements

Did we achieve anything this week?

Bugger all really, so once again we have to make stuff up.


Dave achieved – Doorway moment (Forgot to pack a door)

Myles achieved – Erimophobic (afraid of the desert), TPK (Total Party Killed)

Craig achieved – Trifecta!! (Killed 3 times by a bear)

Zaph achieved – I am scat (Become bear poop), XL pet (Level 40 mount died)


And of course, we will be back next week to find out if Dave dies in the hut in the Arctic waiting for the device to do something.

(Zaph did you put batteries in this?)