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Mark! Where’s your camera??

In the old days (and yes I am old enough to know about them…) Mark never went on assignment without a camera- I mean, how are you going to entice readers with mere words?  No matter how eloquently you might describe a world-record-breaking ant hill, a picture is going to bring it all home…  It suddenly occurred to to me that Mark has been (I think) camera-less in all the Allen inspired stories…


But sure as shootin’, this is the mother of all ant hills…  compared to what one typically sees in Nature…


So Maybe these aren’t your garden-variety Red Imported Fire Ants…  Maybe they are a new strain, one that will threaten the world if they ever got off the island…  OK, I know… I’m just trying to manufacture a little tension here.

4 thoughts on “Mark! Where’s your camera??

  1. Actually that size of ant hill is commonly found in Africa. This one is large, but not remarkable — http://www.panoramio.com/user/1440789/tags/Matopis%20(Shepherd's%20tree)%20with%20a%20large%20ant-hill

    It is remarkable that ants could build one in volcanic soil — note volcano on “coral atoll” in background. Exposure to nuclear test fallout might have created freakish mandibles. Perhaps there scenes from a 1950’s B grade horror movie in our future?

  2. ant hill sizes aside, we finally arrive at our subject matter after experiencing “suspenseful” tumbles and falls with mark and abbey, oh and the wild boar attack too.
    sometimes I miss those crooked nosed thugs and their n’er do well ways chasing after our protagonists!

  3. Just how friggin BIG is this “tiny” island (as we first learned about it), anyway!? And how come Mark didn’t notice (or care to make note of) the huge volcano in the background, which has to be at least 5 miles beyond where they are standing? This is looking more and more like Conan Doyle’s “lost world”.

    And is Mark wearing shoulder pads? Is he planning on throwing a flying tackle at the ant hill? The last I looked, the neck does not attach to the front of the body, but to the top.

  4. Details, details. . .

    This bit of terra (not-so-) firma has been described by Abbey as an “uncharted island” – though we now see it is clearly a significant enough island to have necessarily appeared on nautical charts for ages, to say nothing of its visibility on modern satellite maps. And if you recall, the island shows evidence of having supported a civilization sufficiently developed so as to crafted huge dressed stone edifices for our intrepid author and FDA Agent side-kick to encounter and wonder at. Hmmm . . .i’m still wondering whether we’ll ever hear again of that anomalous discovery and understand its origins or purpose on the island . . . or in this story.

    Back to the mysterious island on which we stand : Our narrator described it as a “coral atoll” a month ago, and Cal in conversation on the helicopter ride out to the designated longitude and latitude referred to it as a “little atoll.” I’m no geologist or geographer, but just a bit of internet sleuthing reveals that an atoll does not become an atoll until the volcanic seamount upon which it rests has sunk beneath the sea, leaving the entire exposed surface (and typically a great deal of underlying structure) composed completely of coral, surrounding a lagoon. Per Wikipedia: “modern definitions of atoll describe them as ‘annular reefs enclosing a lagoon in which there are no promontories other than reefs and islets composed of reef detritus’ or ‘in an exclusively morphological sense, [as] a ring-shaped ribbon reef enclosing a lagoon.'” The rocky face which Mark & Abbey scaled and the looming (uncharted?) volcanic cones in the background cannot be part of an atoll. What we have instead is an island, perhaps with a coral barrier reef around its fringes.

    One would hope that in a comic strip devoted to exploration of the natural world (and the perils of a naturalist author) some level of precision in terminology would be observed. I do like learning about invasive fire ants and the like, as well the tangled social interactions of Mark, Abbey, Cherry, Rusty, et al. But I must confess that at times like this I find myself doubting the accuracy of the scientific observations depicted and questioning the plausibility of the character’s actions and motivations. I can only hope that my faith in Mark Trail will be restored after I return home this eve and have time to contemplate the bigger picture over a neat single malt.

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