I follow the river which snakes through a cave and out into a clearing. A light snow is falling and it’s colder than yesterday, but the extra clothes I found in the crates is helping. In the hazy, yellow light of the dawn I reluctantly leave the cabin behind and make my way up the frozen river that feeds the lake.
I get up just before sunrise and have breakfast: a can of peaches and another bottle of water. It’s warm and comfortable here, but I get the feeling tomorrow won’t be so cosy. I light a fire and cook the fish and venison, washing it down with water from the plane. I break some fallen cedar branches down for firewood and head back to the cabin just as the sun begins to dip, which casts a beautiful orange glow over the lake.
I also harvest some venison from the deer the wolf killed earlier. I head to the fishing hut and use a line and hook I found in the cabin to catch a smallmouth bass. There are a few hours of daylight left, so I decide to gather wood for a fire and find something to eat. I find matches, lighter fluid, energy bars, bottled water, and warm clothes. It’s a grim sight, but I pry it from his icy grip and use it to open the crates. Then I glimpse a man’s body with a hacksaw in his hand. I try opening them, but they’re locked tight. Surrounding it I see metal crates, presumably the scattered remains of whatever it was carrying. I follow it until I reach a clearing where I notice one of the cargo plane’s engines half-buried in the snow. I wake up in Echo Ravine, a winding corridor of rock that, mercifully, offers some protection from the freezing chill of the wind. But there’s a glimmer of hope glinting in the sun high above me: the wreckage of a cargo plane resting precariously at the peak of the region’s highest mountain. My bush plane crashed here and now I’m stranded in this bleak, frigid landscape. It’s a mountainous expanse of steep cliffs, treacherous ravines, and dark, maze-like caves-and it’s my home for the foreseeable future. Timberwolf Mountain is the most rugged, dangerous area in The Long Dark’s frozen Canadian wilderness.
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