Locked In

 

  Last fall, I walked down Cascadilla Gorge on the day they locked the gates for the winter.  Fate was on my side this year and I happened to go down as the employee was walking up to lock the top gate.  What he and I soon learned, was the employee at the bottom locked us in.  

  Roxy was nonplussed when I assured her Gail would pass us food through the gate until spring.