Wheelchair
Down Under
You've seen the Olympics … Now see the rest!
Patrick and Anne Simpson motivate us to seek out our own dreams as they follow their own and make the Land Down Under come alive for armchair and wheelchair travelers alike.
"No Limits… Wheelchair Down Under proves disabled travelers restless and ready to roll."… full-page review in Spectator, Raleigh, North Carolina, (weekly circ: 55,000) Aug. 4, 1999.
"Their experiences are often humorous, sometimes painful, and always spiritual as they rely on each other to get through these daily adventures.
"…Paraplegia News, (magazine), Phoenix, Arizona, (monthly circ: 25,000+) Aug. 1999.
"… turns the day-to-day details into both a very realistic practical guidebook and the story of a successful achievement."… Disability Times, London, Oct., 1999.
"I saw this book at the NC Writers Network conference… I saw others pick up this book and found that they were just as intrigued as me by the fact the book offers a new glimpse of travel in a very difficult fashion… I hope to see more writings by this author."… marelyn@mindspring.com's Public Reviews, Amazon.com.
Wheelchair Down Under
— Excerpts:
Milford Track, New Zealand
— Thursday, March 24:
Today God allowed me to see some of the most beautiful scenery in the world. This morning the forty of us arose from our bunks in Mintaro Hut, had our breakfasts, put on our now dry clothes, and one by one started up the trail toward Mackinnon Pass.
I think we were all moving a little slower after yesterday's hike. This day's nearly twelve-mile tramp, including a side trip to Sutherland Falls, would be the toughest day of all. The rain had disappeared leaving brilliant sunshine and southerly winds. It was a perfect day to climb the pass and marvel at its impressive views.
After two-and-a-half miles I reached MacKinnon Pass. I had heard many pitiful stories of hikers who, having planned this hike maybe a lifetime, reached the pass in the rain and couldn't get off it fast enough. Today, however, was filled with glorious sunshine and all of us spent some extra time savoring unforgettable views of the mountain peaks around us. I could see back into Clinton Valley where I had hiked the day before, and ahead to Arthur Valley.
Anne:
Mickie, another Japanese girl, stayed with me [in the hostel] tonight. She told me her parents had sent her on this trip to find a man. Her mother had worked for years in a noodle factory to save enough money for this trip. Micki planned to travel around New Zealand for three to four months, primarily staying in hostels and riding on buses in order to meet a man.
Some men had come back late from the Milford Track crippled and tired and dirty and sore. I wondered what Pat would look like tomorrow when he returned.
Sydney, Australia
— Friday, April 8:
We weren't prepared for the [Sydney] harbor's breathtaking beauty and all that surrounded it. I found it easy to empathize with the English writer Anthony Trollope who confessed:
"I know the task would be hopeless were I to attempt to make others understand the nature of the beauty of Sydney Harbour. I can say that it is lovely, but I cannot paint its loveliness."
In front of us stood the world-famous Sydney Opera House, written about in the book The Other Taj Mahal. Basking in the glorious sunshine, it looked much like a great carved eggshell floating in Sydney Harbour.
The melodramatic story of Sydney Opera House's construction sounds more like that of a Soap Opera House. A worldwide competition was held for its design in 1956 and was won by Danish architect Jøern Utzon (out of 223 entries from thirty countries). His soaring white concrete shell design was inspired by palm fronds and yacht sails on the harbor. But construction proved extremely difficult and resulted in huge cost overruns. At the height of the hue and cry and hassles, Utzon – in his own words – was "forced to resign" and the building was completed by a consortium of Australian architects. The taxpayers never paid a dime for the huge costs, however. In true Aussie fashion, a series of New South Wales Opera House Lotteries paid out a $224,000 ($162,000 U.S.) first prize every two weeks and completely covered the shortfall. The Opera House took fourteen years to build and was completed in 1973, ten years past its original scheduled opening date and ninety-million dollars past the original estimated cost of twelve million. The final indignity to Utzon's design is that the Opera House is too small for most operas!
Kangaroo Island, Australia
— Monday, May 16:
We made our way west over several miles of washboard dirt road to South Australia's largest national park, the wild Flinders Chase National Park. This main kangaroo reserve of the island is ironically named after kangaroo-eater Flinders. At 284 square miles the park takes up nearly the entire western end of the island. There was no one at the Rocky River Visitor Center to take our money so we went on in. We assumed the government wasn't working today because it was Adelaide Cup Day, a state holiday. No tour buses had arrived yet so we had the whole park to ourselves as we drove through the beautiful eucalyptus forests.
The first thing we saw was a group of campers hand-feeding about a dozen very tame wallabies. Soon Anne joined in and I got some splendid photographs. We continued past more wallabies and plump green-beaked Cape Barren geese, eventually finding our way to Cape du Couedic (Baudin was here) on the southwestern shore. Topping the cape was a picturesque "automatic" lighthouse built in 1906. With considerable difficulty we trundled down a long path, Anne in her wheelchair, to the amazing Admirals Arch, a great open-ended cave. Rodger had called it the ninth wonder of the world and Anne wanted to see it no matter what. The merciless seas had carved a giant archway out of a limestone promontory. It was large enough to shelter at least a small neighborhood. Sunning themselves on the nearby rocks were several New Zealand fur seals.