by cdg » Sun 28 Aug, 2011 6:43 pm
A lot of national parks overseas have huts and well marked trails, so when tourists think that they will have a crack at hiking in one of our national parks, its a big culture shock for them. As we all know, many tracks are not always well marked and im not the only person who can read a map to have wandered down a wombat track thinking i was going the right way. for these foreigners its even worse, especially as they sometimes arent fully conversant in the queens english.
a similar thing happened to me in tunisia because i couldnt read french or arabic and walked about 10km in 40 degree plus heat. fortunately this was in an urban area. i was so dehydrated it had started to affect my decision making abilities. i saw a small cafe shop and bought a 2 litre lemon drink from the shopkeeper, paid, drained a litre in about 10 seconds, wiped my chin and said 'excuse me sir, can you tell me where the station is' he pointed across the road. i had walked past it! future walks were planned with the phrasebook dictionary and a much better map. heres a tip - the lonely planet tunisia maps are poo...! the shopkeeper who sold me the lemon drink GAVE me a map which was much better. he also had his son run across the road and find out when the next train was, and insisted i sit in the shade and 'practice english' with him until the next train arrived. the kindness of strangers always amazes me.
i lived in central australia for a few years and it was common for japanese tourists particularly to get rescued while riding a bicycle from adelaide to darwin. usually they'd be found dehydrated on the side of the road outside port augusta. the larapinta trail is another one where lack of appreciation for the environment can be fatal. backpackers in particular believe they are bulletproof. i would often pick up hitch hikers, especially aboriginals if i saw them in the middle of nowhere. i figured it was a form of insurance. i had a very distinctive vehicle and i knew that if i picked up hitchhikers, then if i broke down the favour would be returned. i never broke down, but hey you dont always claim on insurance do you.
apropo of aboriginals in the middle of nowhere, we (white blokes i worked with) would often wonder why on earth you would see an aboriginal fellow in the middle of nowhere with his thumb out. next time i was driving to adelaide i picked one up about 60km out of alice and decided to ask him, he said that the roads were near mens business areas. made sense. none of these places were on maps so when we look we just see nothing but a road on the map, in reality the fact a road runs through or near a special area is a happy accident for blokes who need/want to get back to their country for a ceremony or sorry business.
Darwin can be defied though - i helped a minibus full of german backpackers get their car started at the henbury meteorite crater. it was obvious that the starter motor was about to die. i suggested they go back to the nearest roadhouse/mechanic and get it fixed straight away. they had six mount franklin bottles between them. in summer. they said ' we must keep to schedule'. i push started them and followed as they headed out. instead of turning left, they turned right and headed off to kings' canyon, on a graded sand road, in a run down vehicle on the verge of failure. i was genuinely worried. if they stopped to take a leak it was probable their minivan wouldnt start again. they were clearly out of their depth and refusing advice.
i watched the news closely for the next week, but didnt see any 'german backpackers found dead on trail in broken minivan' stories so i assume blind dumb luck carried them through.
i much prefer hiking in bush this side of the dividing range, mistakes/bad decisions are less fatal than they are in the centre.