…Mark reflects on his separation from Cherry, his isolation from civilization, his forced camaraderie with Dr. Camel and the rest…

…yet.

This particular episode has turned into a long, long one filled with talking heads, accusations, no punching and NO ANIMALS WHATSOEVER! Is this Mark Trail or Mary Worth?!?? We can only hope for something. Anything.

Okay, still with the talking heads, but some admissions are forthcoming. (I don’t know if this really happens, but it should!)

Well, gee whiz, Dr. Camel’s back-story really is exciting and tragic!

….and he’s back to being an insufferable cry-baby, too!

And what, pray tell, has Dr. Camel learned from his harrowing life experience?

,,,and at least we’re not hallucinating like Mark or Mary.

To be honest, Mary isn’t hallucinating. Every poor soul who stumbles across her path is…

HAPPY 2020! And heaven save us all!

Mark continues to doubt Dr. Camel’s Good Intentions…

…and then, this happens!!!

Well, nothing has been said about finishing up this current storyline (and Mark misses out on the family holidays yet again), but dang it, he has things to do! People to educate! Cool things like that! And if the story wraps up rather quickly, I’ll be blaming Dr. Camel anyway!

And again I say unto thee: “YEAH, RIGHT!”

My personal opinion is that neither Mark nor “Ha-Haw” Camel ever outgrew the “girls are icky!” phase of development. OTOH, nothing that Mark nor Camel has done or said suggests that they’re sniping at one another.

These two can continue dissing, Genie, but an abandoned way-station is suddely a lot more interesting…

And, personally, I like David Hurst’s (on FB’s Readers of the Comic Curmudgeon) take on the exploitation of indigenous people:

Someone also wondered if a Mark Trail / Mary Worth crossover was a sign of the Apocalypse.

I don’t know. I just don’t know.

But I digress from the dangerous danger — the perilous peril — the TERRIBLE TERROR that Mark and the hiking group find themselves in! At least the selfless Mingna might be able to help!

Thank you, noble third-world person!

Unfortunately, many third-world persons appear to look like every other third-world person…

And so much for the thrills and chills of escaping the Jaws of Death ™:

I’m pretty impressed that Mark filled up a panel nearly 50% with dialogue! Well, it had to be said.

…or am I really hearing something?

Minga’s right…it’s the only merciful thing to do.

Whoa! Whoa! WHOA! Treacherous climbs! Weird sounds! Male-bonding! Sometimes, we all have to sit back and think things over quietly and calmly…

You’ll feel better…honestly!

Wow…finally in Seduwa! It’ll be a hop, skip, and a jump until we reach the next part of our journey, and another three weeks! Rusty will probably be in junior college by the time Mark gets home.

And we’re off again…tents and crappy rations, ho!

Wasn’t it more than a little good fortune that Mark’s last adventure sent him to the U.S./Mexico border?

No matter where, you know it’s got to be interesting!

Like I said, it’s always interesting. I bet Mark could find a crocodile in somebody’s swimming pool!