Whatever became of the Grungey Boys? Is Cliff angry at Mark for getting him DSQ from the Woodsman Olympics? Did Tad Crass fold his tent and fade off into the desert after Mark Trail announced he was publishing his exposé? Did the City of Las Vegas come to a decision? Did Paul Bunyan enter the Woodsman Olympics as a Dark Horse and completely sweep the field?
The answers to these questions—and more—will not be found in this past week’s strips. Instead, we got a week of Mark and Cherry playing footsy with each other at a fancy restaurant as Mark revealed what he really had been doing. Meanwhile, Cliff got stuck being the baby-sitter for Rusty and hanging out in the hotel’s swinging backroom video arcade. I’m sure this will help build up Cliff’s self-respect and friendship with Mark. Cherry showed Rusty’s photo of a “bighorn sheep” to Mark, who went on to drool over the anticipated success of his tell-all article on the machinations of Tad Crass.
Okay, this is not exactly an obvious ending for the story. Keep in mind that Jules Rivera has sometimes explicitly concluded stories with a “THE END” tag. Therefore, we might get another week of this epilog. With Mark Trail stories, sometimes we just don’t know when they will stop. Or pick up again.

Bullfrogs are interesting. I ran across them many times as a kid in the southeast. I used to catch their tadpoles in the ditch alongside our house. Never had the desire to eat a frog (that is, the legs), though they are a menu item in the South as well as other places. They are an invasive species in the rest of the world, having been released into at least 40 countries. Oh, I just read that females can lay up to 20,000 eggs at one time! That explains all the tadpoles in the ditch!
Jules Rivera gives Mark so much space and face time in these Sunday nature talks that there is just no room for more information. Then again, in this age of tweets, perhaps Rivera’s approach meets the brief attention-span criterion for public consumption, but might spur some readers to seek more information. Nevertheless, too much Mark Trail Face Time.


















