We departed for parts known on our first night out in the Chief.  Acadia National Park is close and familiar.  As we wait to tie up a few final details, we decided to spend 2 nights camping on Mount Desert...

"Hey, got a minute?"  Scott to me.  I was lazily getting ready to take the kids to Pink Camp with Grandmom.  No rush.  No hurry.  No worries.  "Yup, what's up?"  Scott, "Um... there's fuel dripping out of the Chief onto...

We're still figuring out where to go, when to leave, etc.  I'm not gonna lie, it's a little frustrating.  I'm not entirely sure what the hold up is apart from me being flighty and struggling to reconcile some tough requirements...