I dreamt this morning that I was going camping in this deep, twisty cave with Fizz and Mary and Joh. We followed the passages down to what I estimated was about halfway to where we could get if we were really serious and they started setting up camp, which included cots and plenty of lighting, apparently, for it was not dark. I wanted to explore more and went a little ways further but they were not following so then I came back and we made soup in a pot on a propane stove, or something like that. I think maybe this dream was about all the gear we hauled with us. It may have included some gridbeam.

Mom and Heather were also coming to join later. I walked up to the entrance so I could get cell reception. The mouth of the cave seemed to be in a horizontal groove maybe 20 feet wide and tall in the side of a cliff, so nicely protected from rain and stuff, and you could drive a vehicle along it. Mom and Heather would be driving up from the left in a Satisfactory tractor. If they decided to come, that is. Mom was texting to remind me that they were going to need a lot of help getting down there and that she wasn't sure this was a good idea.