T minus 1 Minute and Holding

Mission Control has been sending emails to the fam all day . . . T minus four hours and counting, T minus two hours and counting.

We got to T minus one minute, and I went out to get in the RV.  I was ready.  Everything was loaded, the dog was in, all we had to do was drive off toward the land of the midnight sun.

But what was this?  Don was at the Jeep trying to get the brake buddy working.  With the help of the very able mechanic who lives across the street, those two guys should have been able to get anything going.  But no dice.

Finally, Don decided he would work on it further in Dodge City tonight.  He thinks he knows what happened.  He washed and waxed the car, and he suspects that something happened during the process.

I am sure it will all get worked out.  We are just hoping this is not the first of many interesting starts.

In the meantime, we are singing North to Alaska!