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The Clackamas Print
'Hard Candy doesn’t satisfy
well-known to Dark Horse fans,
and some that are definitely
more obscure. Many have very
For any comic book fan, more unique visual styles,' particularly
is better. T his. is not the case “Mister X: Hard Candy, part
with Dark Horse’s nev/release of one,” written By Dean Motter
in a noir-esque style (originally
“Dark Horse Presents #12.”
Dark Horse has offered many run by Vortex Comics, based in
comics bver the years, with some Toronto, Canada).
The majority’ of the com-
o f its most popular being based
on film and | television* and ics were all very strange, with
Some newer ones based on video the main focus Being based
games. They have carried many around zombies and the occult,
popular titles that are no longer although there was one superhe
in print, such as “Fear Agent,* ro comic and two (non-occult)
and some well-liked miniseries detective comics, along with'oile
like “The Escapist” and “The about foul-mouthed dairy prod
Helm.”;
ucts, conveniendy titled “Milk +
“Dark Horse Presents” was Cheese = Dairy Products Gone
Dark Horse Comics original Badl”
comic book series, which first
The compilation seems, at
released in- 1986 and has been first to be acceptable for reading
cancelled and rebooted three by alb audiences, by “bleeping
times since 2000.
out” swear words! but then the
The comic book is a com violence and uncerisored lan
pilation o f 12 different comic > guage prevails, dearly defining'
books, totaling 80 pages. Each that it is for mature audiences
one of the comics (except for only.
the last two) are all from differ
you’re not into zombies
ent series, some that are more and you’ve never read any of
By Isaac Soper
Arts & Culture Editor
Dark ,Horse Comics’ books or
graphic novels before, “Dark
Horse Presents #12” 'isn’t the
one to start with. Granted, it
was a compilation of quite a few
different; comics, but it didn’t
seem to offer the wide array of
material that Dark Horse has
to offer. Other than “Milk +
Cheese” and “Mister X,” most of
the comics inside were all about
zombies and the occult, which
definitely appeals to some fans,
but not to all. .
After reading the, .co’mic,, it
is understandable-as to why the
comic has been cancelled in the
ast, and then, as with the zom-
ies inside, the comic itself was
reanimated for your viewing dis
pleasure. Unless you are a huge
zombie fanatic, pass on this one.
Dark Horse Comics are avail
able from Things From Another
World in Milwaukie,, or online
at www.TFAW.com.
1 OUT OF 5 STARS
Snow covered road leads Wildman to unforeseen adventure
By Isaac Soper
Arts & Culture Editor
My fingers were painfully
cold after about 30 seconds of
attempting to dig "dût the snow
from underneath my car. We
had driven about ten miles up
the.. Clackamas River outsjde
of; Estacada, in an attempt to
locate the Eagle Creek Cutoff
Trail #504.
. From Oregon Hwy 224/211*;
I followed my map (provided
by the US Forest Service’s web
site) to Fall Creek Road, from
which I turned onto Divers
Road. The map claimed that
I was supposed to turn onto
Squaw Mountain Road shortly
after, to which, after driving a
mile further than the map rec-.
ommended, Divers Road'came
to a dead end. As I turned back
around* T decided to turn onto
Tumala Mountain Road,, think
ing .that maybe someone had
made a ridiculous complaint
that the road?s original name
was distasteful;
Three or four miles up the
no-longer-offensive road, there
were no houses or buildings,
in .fact, other than the sad,
discarded remnants o f coun
try-folk parties (campfires, beer
cans ana spent ammo) there
were litde traces that anyone
had been up Tumala Mountain
Road in a great while. The1 map
said that the road/trail should
be free of snow from July to
October, at which I scoffed, and
Wildman and his hiking partner came across the snow covered Tumala Mountain Road while in search o f the Eagle Creek Cutoff Trail
#504. Deep tire ruts through the wet snow and jagged-racks prove to be difficult obstacles fo r iU-equiped vehicles.
look at me now. After 10 milés,
I,was stuck in the snow in the
Subaru, having to attempt to
shovel out to get some traction.
Other than the fact that my
hiking partner, CÇG student
Katie Drahota, and d had to
dodge large, rocks in the road
and get out o f thé car three
.miles earlier than we’d expected
to dig out the tires, it was very
pretty and peaceful up there.
As we dug at the tires and
undercarriage, my fingers felt
blisteringly cold, though asking
Drahota how; her fingers were
showed how frail I may have
been compared to her. I viewed
myself as a mountain man, a
Wildman, or so I’ve ' claimed,
but without companionship, J
would have given up digging
in no time flat. I would have
focused my energies on setting
up camp opposèd to digging
any longer (although maybe it’s
because T wanted a ’reason to
hâve to. miss work in the morn
ing).
We successfully made it out
of -the snow, though we had .to J
use Frisbee golf discs-1© dig the
tires and undercarriage out* due'
to my lack of bringing a shovel.
W hàt can I say? It said July to
October,( but I» thought that
due to the'recent stint of warm
weather that any snow would
be melted by now. Even though
the car is all-wheel drive, sev
eral attempts to drive out ended
only in spinning tires, due to
the fact that snow was packed
in the undercarriage. I got the
idea to collect gravel from the
nearby mountainside and we
packed it behind the tires in
an attem pt to. get traction.
Thankfully, due to the support
o f my hiking partner (no thanks
to my lack of'confidehce) and
a quick prayer*, we were able to
get the tires to grab; after only,
an hour of digging with Frisbees
and frigid fingers, we were out.
Drahota and I decided that
it wouldn’t be worth testing the
limits, and venturing further in
the car, which ended up being
a wise decision indeed, for. the
snow only got deeper and more
wet from that point on.
After approximately an hour
of difficult trekking up the snow
covered road, which felt like
two hours, the snow was still
definitely deep arid the eleva
tion only continued to increase,
with no sign .o f our trailhead.
Snowshoes would have been
very helpful at that point of the
journey...
We hiked possibly three miles
prior to '■hearing what sounded
like strong wind or a creekthat
may or may not have been the
elusive Eagle Creek. After turn
ing off onto, a, nearby offshoot
o f the road to pass over the
creek, we located a clearing that
had’evidenee o f clear cutting in
the recent past. Hoping for the
trailhead to.appear was a pipe
dream, although the views of
the surrounding foothills were
very beautiful.
I All things considered, it was
a good adventure^ besides get
ting stuck 'in the snow and
never locating the .trailhead.
Unless you own tire chains or
a vehicle with tank treads, I
wouldn’t recommend attempt
ing to make the journey to an y
trails that claim to have snow,
no matter what your intuition,
or lack thereof, says, although
having someone to share the
journey with is totally worth
while.