Once airborne I’m experiencing total freedom. In the glider I am a pilot, no longer the guy in the wheelchair
It is a major inconvenience dropping some important item when you are a quad and can’t pick it up.
My wife and I have escaped the Canadian prairie winter to enjoy some outdoor time on the West Coast of British Columbia.
There are miles and miles of wheelchair-accessible paved bicycle pathways throughout the Rockies.
It’s not very often that we quads get to the top of a mountain, but here I go.
She is about a year old now, such a part of the family that we can’t imagine being without her.
For the adventurous, considering rolling onto the accessible Glacier Skywalk and looking down into the heart of the Canadian Rockies.
Murphy’s Law states that anything that can go wrong, will, and at the worst possible time. This dead chair situation certainly applies.