The airport birdstrike saga wrapped up as follows:
Buzzard kidnaps Sammy Sam Sam,
Mark punches Buzzard once, defeats Buzzard,
Mark goes to question Leo and Lawson, Leo voluntarily caves,
Everyone goes to jail, Mark grimaces with pride at another closed case,
Mark returns home to Lost Forest, having never written the birdstrike article he set out to write.
This took roughly 30 strips to conclude. After that, somebody's love for a duck prevented totally capitalist developers from building a Mall on fragile wetlands. Mark grimaced with pride and accomplished nothing he set out to do. Yes, this is a trend you're witnessing.
And now the shaky foundations for another Trail saga have been set, the first quivering stones being laid by impossibly mustachioed Trail buddy Johnny Malotte:
By the looks of his ravenous brood, Johnny has obviously been working hard to clear up the misconception that his camp is a place to hunt and fish, not to be hunted and fished. It's going to take all of the children and a coffee cup chock full of badgering optimism to land this friend-recommending deal. Johnny taps Paul's stomach goiter to pick up the clientele.
The goiter's plans take an unexpected turn, however, when a mysterious boat appears from the ether, in one of the surest hurries Paul's young cap has ever seen.
Unable to stray from the prime objective, young Mallotte is reduced to bold-lettered stammering.
Eventually, the bigger, stronger boat overtakes Paul's dinky one-prop vessel, dashing the hopes of a timely arrival at the trading post. Panel three finds the saboteur's boat reflecting loudly on his pilot's intentions.