I’ve always thought that Mark and Cherry’s cabin was something like Dr. Who’s Tardis:  It looks rather small on the outside, as if it might have space for a front room and maybe two small bedrooms. Yet, once you enter, there always seems to be plenty of space with a kitchen, living room, dining room, a hallway, presumably a bathroom, and then the bedrooms. Unless the family has adopted the Medieval tradition of the Great Bed where everybody slept together, the cabin must accommodate Mark and Cherry, Rusty, and Dr. Davis. To say nothing of the two dogs. That’s a lot. But sure, this is just a comic strip and we need to just go with the flow, like TV shows where friends just walk into peoples’ homes without knocking and not getting shot as intruders.

Also interesting is that today’s strip signifies the actual end of the story, especially noted by the “TV sitcom finale” of Mark winking directly at us readers. And how curious it is that this story ended on a Monday, as opposed to the end of the prior week. Anyway, there is the rest of the week to fill out, so maybe we will see Rusty get the attention he deserves in his scouting troop. Or maybe Troop Leader Ranger Shaw will point his finger at Rusty and reprimand him for aping Robbie’s photo achievement.

Art Dept. I was going through some early stories and found what I think may be the earliest incarnation of the Grungey Boys. It is actually in the story (Sunny and the Bees) where Honest Ernest is introduced as an exterminator and the other two people are his assistants.

Oh, Jules Rivera devoted today’s strip to reach a visual punch line, because, what else is there to explore or discover, right? No flashy gambling halls, no big-time shows, no outdoor presentations, no trip to Hoover Dam, not even any streetwalkers! In short, no Las Vegas experience.

You know, I was thinking that Mark might have tried to clear his project with Bill Ellis ahead of time, so he wouldn’t waste his trip or his opportunity to become the Top Woodsman and get that Big Money! Bill just might have warned him off, like he did to Mark at the end of the A-I, A-I, Oh! story that ended in late June 2025.

Confessions of an American Crow-Eater (with apologies to the late Thomas De Quincey).  My trivial “what’s wrong here?” quiz blew up in my face when I checked my assumptions on human anatomy only after I posted yesterday’s blog. I was struck by the descending length of Cherry’s fingers in panel 3. “Probably a design choice,” I thought, ”but clearly not realistic! After all, my fingers don’t look like that!” Well. Turns out that some hands (more frequently on females than males) do have finger lengths that run from longest to shortest. It’s not at all common, but does happen. Busted! So, my apologies to you all for running with an inaccurate assumption while ignoring one my basic tenets: Do your due diligence first!

What we first learned on March 5 was that land originally allotted to a solar energy firm is now “under dispute with Tad Crass.” Then on March 6, we discovered that Tad Crass had already started construction on the site in question, but it had been stopped by the city and was under review. I’m not sure how any major construction project can take place without permits already in place. Right?

If the land was first “allotted” to the solar project, where did Crass get the permits to begin construction on the site? Well, I’m not sure how much Jules Rivera researched how construction projects take place or how land disputes are resolved. In fact, we never found out how the land dispute turned out. I suppose we are to believe that solar arrays now fill that valley for hundreds of acres.

It all seems backwards to me, but I know nothing about such subjects. And Cherry’s suggestion for the title of Mark’s article, (panel 3) suggests she should stick to her day job of being Violet Cheshire’s factotum.

Art Dept. Rivera’s drawings of Cherry look natural and believable. No exaggerations, awkward poses, or goofy expressions. Unlike Moosejaw Mark.

Rant. Yesterday was Earth Day. Yes, I forgot that, until now. My brain is a sieve. But I don’t write and draw this strip. Did Mark Trail (or Jules Rivera) say anything about Earth Day? No! You’d have thought it would get a mention, since the salvation of the Earth is kind of Mark’s Prime Directive. I mean, Rivera could have shoe-horned it into the story: Instead of having their dinner right away, Mark and Cherry and Rusty and Cliff could have stopped on the way back to the hotel and spent a small bit of time (4 panels’ worth!) celebrating (or at least acknowledging) Earth Day. But they didn’t do it. In my opinion, it’s a major oversight. You would have thought Rivera’s syndicate editors would have said something in time. And that’s all I have to say. Time to move on to today’s installment!

The story pivots to Rusty’s photo where a small, but significant morality event is recounted. And once again, Mark is shown to be self-centered. Is this deliberate or does Jules Rivera believe she is just writing a sarcastic quip? Shouldn’t Mark’s first remark be something more along the lines of “That’s pretty cool! Looks like our Rusty is growing up.”

Or, we could take his comment at face value. Mark is both happily surprised at the photos, yet bothered that he was left out of the experience until now. But once again, Mark comes across as hypocritical. After all, did Mark share his own experiences with Cherry during his investigation? Did she even know where he was half the time? I don’t think so. Mark could have said in panel 4 “Gee, I’m sorry I missed all that, Cherry. I got so caught up in my investigation that I forgot to check in with you!” Either way, as far as I can see, Mark comes out looking like a chump. But maybe I’m making too much of a petty issue.

Art Dept. I think Rivera made a mistake drawing a part of Cherry’s anatomy. Can you spot it?

There’s Mark, not feeling very sorry for Cliff, in spite of the fact that Mark shares the majority of the blame for taking advantage of Cliff’s friendship that got him into this position. Cliff really wanted a crack at that prize money, but Mark didn’t care. He had no hesitation or doubt about corralling Cliff into his plans to derail Tad Crass, even if it meant Cliff getting injured or disqualified. Which happened! As panel 2 suggests, Mark believes a few arcade games is all it takes to cheer up good ol’ Cliff, because …what? Cliff is a pushover, a friendly goof who is easily led? So Mark shouldn’t be taking anything hard at all, since what happened was a consequence of his actions.

And why did Cliff get stuck babysitting Rusty? It looks like another example of Mark taking advantage of Cliff’s good nature. No wonder he’s glum. Mark should have hired a nanny and let Cliff go someplace on his own and find some fun. Wouldn’t be hard in Vegas. But instead of female company or rolling dice, he’s stuck in a silly arcade with an eleven-year-old kid! All in all, I’m not feeling very positive about Jules Rivera for making Mark act like an inattentive dick. Or am I reading too much into this story?

Clearly, we missed a lot of competitive events that were not covered in this story. And they were all won by meeple who are curiously facing us. Looks like even the Grungey Boys failed to score any trophies. It’s an unusual closing ceremony that seems more like a summer camp with kids celebrating their participation medals.

Well, at least Mark, Cherry, and Rusty had a fun time, right? Everybody got to tickle their fancies a bit. Mark even got a chance to play rough with a couple of big boys and stick it to Tad Crass. We still don’t know how the land conflict will be resolved; however, I expect that we will know before Sunday. As I wrote before, I’m still unsure what Mark found sleazy in the land conflict, other than it was run by Tad Crass, who opposed alternative energy. That’s probably a good enough reason for Mark.

And what a surprise that Mark got kicked out of the competition. I wonder if Cliff did, as well. Cliff? I wonder what happened to him? He’s probably in a bar with the Grungey Boys getting drunk and dissing Mark for getting him disqualified. This may be the last time Cliff invites Mark to a competition.

It seems like the point of this adventure was not to dig into the pros and cons of alternative energy versus entertainment or the complexities of land usage, but to … uh, let’s see. Just what was the point of this adventure?

Jules Rivera nicely closes out this chapter of the story, featuring the panel that we previewed in its original black & white format in my April 1^st blog. I’m even okay with the puns today, because they seem to fit the context better, without shouting.

This might be the formal ending to this odd adventure, even though it leaves questions unanswered and more holes than a bag of donuts. But I expect we’ll see at least another week of wrapping things up.

If the strip—Mark Trail—focuses on issues of nature, wildlife, and the environment, how does this story shape up, disregarding the Sunday pages?

1. We saw Rusty’s attempts to get some good animal photos to present to his somewhat biased scoutmaster, Ranger Shaw. This included a brief hike in a desert nature reserve, more or less.
2. We watched Mark become aware of a land conflict between Tad Crass and the developer of a solar energy farm. The solar farm was intended to supply energy to some or all of Las Vegas and apparently needed a specific plot of land. Tad Crass wants the same land to build a sports complex. The subtext here is Business disses alternative energy. Okay, but the story paid scant attention to the Solar Farm project. It didn’t bother to explain how it would be implemented, how it would benefit the citizens, why that particular piece of land was worth fighting over. The Solar Farm simply became a plot device. The same could be said for the Sports Complex. It would have been nice to at least let both parties justify (to us readers) their positions. That is, shouldn’t this story also attempt to be informative?
3. Heck, even the Woodsman Olympics competition was severely underwhelming and almost irrelevant. Sure, expanding all of this would make the story longer, but that doesn’t mean it would be less interesting or exhausting to follow. The extra detail could make it more interesting by providing some depth and meaningful context. Might at least help the storyline!

I don’t want to give the impression this is an issue only with Rivera. There have been numerous stories in the past where Nature is just a prop: for example, the Mexican vacation adventure (“Dirty’s Revenge“) by James Allen, where Rusty and his friend, Mara, get caught up in an artifact smuggling scheme in Mexico.

So far, Tad Crass is showing the kind of inspired off-the-cuff thinking and BS that is getting to be all too common these days. And he doesn’t seem to be making any headway. Jules Rivera gave Tad the “Simon Legree” sneer in panel 3 to make sure we understand who the Bad Guy is here. Maybe that explains the startled look on Mark’s face, as well. Mark returned to his expression of indifference in panel 4, which should get a rise out of Tad. No doubt, he will think it is a negotiating tactic and try to up the bargain.

Art Dept. Speaking of Mark’s face, I’m kind of twisted in my grasp of Mark’s head in panel 1. I don’t get the anatomy. The neck looks like the head has twisted around from the back. It’s a very odd look. The problem I’m having might be exacerbated by Rivera’s decision to draw Mark’s head in profile, rather than a three-quarter rear view that his torso exhibits. As we have seen before, Rivera tends to avoid drawing heads from that angle, opting for flat profiles (see also panel 3). But that approach can lead to awkward results.

Yep, snaky Tad Crass hopes to buy some good publicity for reasons that are not very clear, by bribing Mark. The scene builds to panel 3 with its extreme facial close-up. It’s conceptually a good progression to the deal. Well, it would have been more impactful and dramatic if Jules Rivera had spent more time on that face, giving it some dramatic shadow and making it look less sketchy. Close-ups and dramatic dialog demand attention and detail.

I wonder what that better offer is:
Perhaps a job to be Tad’s publicist?
Maybe a college scholarship for Rusty when he comes of age?
Maybe a family season pass to the Chedderworld Golf Resort?

Mark is high on his horse, but apparently forgot that the Q&A can go both ways. I don’t believe he asked the Solar Farm company why they can’t pick a different location for their project. It’s not as if there isn’t the same amount of sunlight a few miles down the road. And in spite of Mark’s accusation in panel 4, I’m not really sure what underhanded tactics Tad Crass is using here. He certainly expresses the stereotypical “Big Business” trope of greed and disdain for environmentalism.

I’m just fine with solar energy, especially when the alternative is another sports complex. However, if Tad wants to use his Woodsman Olympics event to help his offer, that’s just business. It’s not what I would come up with in his place, but I’m not Tad (thank goodness). However, the only underhanded tactics I’ve seen so far are those used against Mark (and Cliff, too. Remember him?).

Art Dept. Jules Rivera seems to have a loose brush with regard to the consistency of character faces. The face (and even the head shape) of Tad Crass, for example, has gone through several permutations over the past several days. Even today, he shows a part in his hair in panel 2 that is missing in the other panels. Perhaps all of the facial variations have more to do with reflecting different emotions? I’m trying to come to terms with his face in panel 3. It’s like a face filled with gelatin, giggling around under Tad’s skin as he shakes his fist. It’s quite maniacal looking.

On the other hand, I do like the confident pose Mark displays in panel 4. It’s a good negotiating tactic, giving the impression he has the upper hand in the discussion.

Sometimes it’s just hard to believe Mark Trail almost talks sense; even when it is right in front of us! No hysterics and no theatrics, he even sounds all grown up. On the other hand, Tad Crass makes little sense. In panel 1, Tad suggests that he created the Woodsman Olympics to distract Mark from his land scheme. Why does this make no sense? All he had to do was not invite Mark in the first place! But it’s like those early James Bond movies where the villain brings Bond into his lair and reveals his secret plans before trying to kill him. Tad wants to be the one opponent to beat Mark Trail.

Well, that “distracting whomever” bit (panel 3) may be a stretch, if that is what Crass calls influencing the city council. So we see in panel 4 that Mark finally delivers the obvious question that we’ve been harping on all this time. What will Tad have to say in response?

It makes me wonder:  Could there be something else hitherto unrevealed? Is there something underground, perhaps, that Tad really wants to get his hands on (e.g. rare earths)? Thus, the stadium would be the distraction for the City Council to focus on. Could Tad Crass really be that clever? I shudder to think.