That’s it?  Yawn.  That Marlin.  Early bird catches the worm, I guess…

Well, there’s always tomorrow…

Seriously.  Doesn’t your tailbone get sore or your seat all wet?  Just sayin’…

Mark seems only too happy to just let the whole “why do they have hunting gear” thing go…  huh.  He’s usually more inquisitive than that.  C’mon, Mark.  Show your stripes!  He promises to get some more pictures tomorrow… and it’s that darned camera that usually lights the fuse on adventure- capturing a still of something incriminating!!

And oh, hey, bad news, Rusty… That prick “Marlin” was “too busy” to mount that fish of yours… We ate it for dinner..”

Shadowy figures!  Now we are talking!  And unfortunately, so is Mark!  Why must he prattle on, en voce alta,  while he should be keeping to the shadows himself!  Nothing good happens on the water after dark, Mark.  You know that by now, you have stumbled onto a nefarious enterprise…

I keep staring at the third panel and cant’ decide what that is sticking out of the back of Mark’s head- is it a giant hackle, raised to signal danger?  A dorsal fin, designed to communicate dominance?  But hunting gear?  What?  Another Poacher based story line?  Good heavens I hope not…

C’mon Mark, don’t disappoint us!!  Since when do you let a closed (or even locked) door get between you and your natural curiosity?  Marlin said he had a “chore to do…”  I hope his work hasn’t become a “chore…”  that would be sad.

The look of anticipation on Mark’s face in the second panel is priceless…  Like a little boy about to see his first circus…  Very shrewd of you Mark- if he’s not in there, well, he must be someplace else…  no quantum theory in play on Pelican Point!

…but the owl knows better.  They always do…