Fog rises from the ground, engulfing the small group huddled together on the wooden platform overlooking the gully below. The sound of an approaching train is faint at first and rapidly gets louder.
Placing my trekking poles carefully, I take the next step up a steep incline for the rim trail around the Conkles Hollow Gorge in Hocking Hills, Ohio. I’m not even sure I can make it to the top. I take a deep breath…
People line up to ascend a porch to pet the cat who lives there. Others take pictures of kitties hanging out in front windows with the cats’ names written in chalk below, and homemade signs with names of cats…
“Don’t let the boys play in the woods!” a community member sternly warned me. “The landowner is a mean, old man who will yell at them. The previous resident was mushroom hunting, and he stormed over and cussed them out!”
