Leaving the nest

It's the butt-crack of dawn, brewing some coffee and the only one who got up with me was Lucia, the dog. And she's already gone back to bed. There is fresh fallen snow and the shovelers are moving from house to house. What a thankless job. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate It very much, but I'm not usually awake to say thanks. I had purchased a lock to secure my bike rack to the truck, but it won't allow me to tighten the rack enough so the bike would bounce around. So it's free for the taking. However, I secured the bike to the rack with a lock, so if the thief wants any of it, it's pretty cumbersome for one person, so he'll need a buddy. Keep your fingers crossed. I don't have a golf cart lined up yet and if I lose my bike, not sure how snowbird will get around the gated complex. Okay now Frank, the other dog is awake and they are both staring at me, gotta feed 'm. I will see you some where between Indianapolis and Louisville. I miss my family already.