Camping departure

I shouldn't be telling a story about our camping departure, I should be departed and on my way.  We're supposed to be in Waterton National Park camping with my sister and her family.  Although being home writing about it is better than being out on the road stranded somewhere. 
I woke up in the 6th hour this morning getting everything ready for camping, we planned to leave around 11 AM.  We cleaned, and organized and hauled everything out to the tent trailer, put our bikes in the truck and canoe on the tent trailer.  Spencer had me help check the lights just before we got in the truck to leave.  Left signal... good, right signal... good, brakes... ppppfffff.  The brake line to the passenger side tire blew up.  Let that sink in... 
Now, I could have been upset, but all I feel is gratitude.  Could this have happened in a better place?  No.  Better here than out on the highway.  We were so thankful that someone is looking out for our family, Kali told us that she said a prayer, she is so faithful.  The brake line should be in tomorrow morning, Spence should be able to fix it.  Life is good.