Before I start this story, let me assure you that it has a happy ending. I’ve put hours and hours of work into my favourite world – it has an open-pit mine surrounded by sea, with a waterfall that goes all the way down to bedrock, where I’ve built a lake and grown some trees. Soon the dirt around the lake will be grassed over, and I’ll plant some flowers. Around the outside of the mine is a farming area, with wheat and sugar cane. I also have a tree farm in the form of a meditation maze, floating in the sea. Because it can be hard to spot the saplings and bits of wood that fall into the sea, I’ve started construction of an underground, glass-roofed room under the maze, which will be connected to the mine. I’m planning to turn the upper part of the mine into an apartment building, with caves dug into the cliff face. I’m building an ‘upstairs’ cliff house overlooking the tree maze as well – a three story place with floor to ceiling windows and a bridge across the bay.
But then – disaster! I open my level and Minecraft crashes. WTF? After a few hopeful re-tries, I manage to look at the error messages. The chunks are in the wrong places? Does this mean my level is somehow corrupted? Woe! But that’s ok, because I’ve been making backups – I’ve got another copy that’s only a few days old. So I make a backup of the corrupted level, just in case, and copy in the other one. It starts up ok, which is good – but my mine is only half dug! WTF? Somehow this backup is two weeks old, not a few days! Woe!
There follows a week and a half of desperate googling, installing of Minecraft backup and map-editing programs with dodgy linux versions which won’t run, and more desperate googling – interspersed with periods of despair. I can’t bring myself to start again on the old backup, so I start a new world. Even snow and lofty mountain caves don’t console me; it’s just not the same, the magic isn’t there.
But finally, yesterday, Steve (who is awesome!) managed to get MCEdit running and there it was before me – my mine, my trees, my cliff-house! Mysterious rectilinear chunks were missing from the world, but apart from a corner of my glass-roofed room, my creations were unscathed. Oh joy! He started up Minecraft, loaded the world… A moment of tense waiting – and there it was! My world had been returned to me!
The moral of this story? Make backups. And make sure your backups work. And, if you can possibly manage it, have a nerdy boyfriend.