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Chased Across Australia Inspired by a Trip
I would like to share the inspiration for my thriller, Chased Across Australia.
We celebrated our 40th wedding anniversary a couple of years ago with a trip to Australia. At the time, I was teaching high school and my wife was working as a physical therapist in a nursing home. This gave me all summer free. My wife was indispensable enough she could pretty well get any vacation time she requested. Our son, Wes, was temporarily working in Sydney. What a better place to celebrate a special anniversary?
We stayed a month using Wes’ house as base camp. We made trips to the Blue Mountains, Cairns, and Melbourne. Wes took a week of vacation so that the four of us could drive part of The Great Ocean Road. Unfortunately, we only saw a small faction of Australia, but wow, what a fantastic month.
Every visitor to Sydney(who does not suffer from acrophobia) should go over the top. Going over the top means a person takes the bridge climb. Yes, for a fee, guides will escort people along the beams to the very top of the Sydney Harbor Bridge. It is a great view and well worth the cost. As we climbed, I wondered what a person would do if they went on the bridge climb in spite of being afraid of heights. Everyone is tied on with safety straps, but it is a long way down.
Cairns is a small enough town that we felt we needed our own transportation. Thus I came prepared with an international driver’s license, but I had never before driven on the left side of the road. Wes took me out for a half hour lesson one afternoon. Then we flew to Cairns where I rented a car. My wife navigated, and I concentrated on keeping the car where it belonged. Traffic in Queensland is sparse enough that we got around with little trouble except. . .
One afternoon we drove along the Captain Cook Highway to Port Douglas. En route, the road climbs along the sea-side cliffs in a snakelike fashion. We were not bothered by the inconvenience of having to stop for a road crew repaving a stretch of the road.
After an excellent dinner in Port Douglas, we headed south toward our bed and breakfast. When we reached the section of the road where the crew had been repaving, I found myself on a road with no center line and no markings on the edge. There was no moon. I had to drive on an unmarked black ribbon of asphalt that just faded ahead into the darkness of the night on that curving section of road. The headlights of approaching cars appeared to be coming from the wrong places. After all, I am used to driving on the right side of the road. It was more disorienting than flying in instrument conditions. I suffered vertigo, but managed to stay on the road at the posted speed limit of 50 or 60km/hr. (30 or 36 mph).
That got me wondering what would be going through the mind of an American who was driving the same road at high-speed with a car chasing him. What kind of vertigo would he be experiencing at 120 or 150 km/hr?
By the time we flew home, I had the idea for a story, Chased Across Austalia. Chased Across Australia is the thriller I have just published.
The general plot is about terrorists who plot to explode a dirty bomb in Sydney, but critical documents get accidentally downloaded onto the laptop of American tourists. Desperate to recover the files, the terrorists chase the American couple across Australia.
Of course these fictional Americans visited the same places we did, and the terrorist had to follow them. He followed them onto the harbor bridge in spite of his acrophobia. In the Blue Mountains, he followed them into gondola cars and incline railroads that further aggravated his acrophobia. Burglary is attempted twice, but fails both times. A woman is sent in to put the American in a compromising position, but he refuses to sleep with her. In Cains, the American finds himself involved in a high-speed car chase at night along the unmarked section of the Captain Cook Highway. The terrorists are shooting at the American. In spite of his vertigo, he must drive a lot faster than I drove.
Part of the challenge of such a story is writing the dialogue in dialect. When a digger was speaking, I used those dialect phrases as I knew, and used the Australian spelling for the words. I hope I did not do too much of a disservice to the way Australians talk.
The story was great fun to write, but I was glad it was fiction and not a memoir. I am not sure I could have done as well as the hero of the story.
My book is total fiction. The geography may be real, but all of the people and all of the events are pure fiction inspired by a trip to a beautiful continent with a wonderful woman at my side.
Reynold
We celebrated our 40th wedding anniversary a couple of years ago with a trip to Australia. At the time, I was teaching high school and my wife was working as a physical therapist in a nursing home. This gave me all summer free. My wife was indispensable enough she could pretty well get any vacation time she requested. Our son, Wes, was temporarily working in Sydney. What a better place to celebrate a special anniversary?
We stayed a month using Wes’ house as base camp. We made trips to the Blue Mountains, Cairns, and Melbourne. Wes took a week of vacation so that the four of us could drive part of The Great Ocean Road. Unfortunately, we only saw a small faction of Australia, but wow, what a fantastic month.
Every visitor to Sydney(who does not suffer from acrophobia) should go over the top. Going over the top means a person takes the bridge climb. Yes, for a fee, guides will escort people along the beams to the very top of the Sydney Harbor Bridge. It is a great view and well worth the cost. As we climbed, I wondered what a person would do if they went on the bridge climb in spite of being afraid of heights. Everyone is tied on with safety straps, but it is a long way down.
Cairns is a small enough town that we felt we needed our own transportation. Thus I came prepared with an international driver’s license, but I had never before driven on the left side of the road. Wes took me out for a half hour lesson one afternoon. Then we flew to Cairns where I rented a car. My wife navigated, and I concentrated on keeping the car where it belonged. Traffic in Queensland is sparse enough that we got around with little trouble except. . .
One afternoon we drove along the Captain Cook Highway to Port Douglas. En route, the road climbs along the sea-side cliffs in a snakelike fashion. We were not bothered by the inconvenience of having to stop for a road crew repaving a stretch of the road.
After an excellent dinner in Port Douglas, we headed south toward our bed and breakfast. When we reached the section of the road where the crew had been repaving, I found myself on a road with no center line and no markings on the edge. There was no moon. I had to drive on an unmarked black ribbon of asphalt that just faded ahead into the darkness of the night on that curving section of road. The headlights of approaching cars appeared to be coming from the wrong places. After all, I am used to driving on the right side of the road. It was more disorienting than flying in instrument conditions. I suffered vertigo, but managed to stay on the road at the posted speed limit of 50 or 60km/hr. (30 or 36 mph).
That got me wondering what would be going through the mind of an American who was driving the same road at high-speed with a car chasing him. What kind of vertigo would he be experiencing at 120 or 150 km/hr?
By the time we flew home, I had the idea for a story, Chased Across Austalia. Chased Across Australia is the thriller I have just published.
The general plot is about terrorists who plot to explode a dirty bomb in Sydney, but critical documents get accidentally downloaded onto the laptop of American tourists. Desperate to recover the files, the terrorists chase the American couple across Australia.
Of course these fictional Americans visited the same places we did, and the terrorist had to follow them. He followed them onto the harbor bridge in spite of his acrophobia. In the Blue Mountains, he followed them into gondola cars and incline railroads that further aggravated his acrophobia. Burglary is attempted twice, but fails both times. A woman is sent in to put the American in a compromising position, but he refuses to sleep with her. In Cains, the American finds himself involved in a high-speed car chase at night along the unmarked section of the Captain Cook Highway. The terrorists are shooting at the American. In spite of his vertigo, he must drive a lot faster than I drove.
Part of the challenge of such a story is writing the dialogue in dialect. When a digger was speaking, I used those dialect phrases as I knew, and used the Australian spelling for the words. I hope I did not do too much of a disservice to the way Australians talk.
The story was great fun to write, but I was glad it was fiction and not a memoir. I am not sure I could have done as well as the hero of the story.
My book is total fiction. The geography may be real, but all of the people and all of the events are pure fiction inspired by a trip to a beautiful continent with a wonderful woman at my side.
Reynold
Can You Forgive?
Jesus tells us to forgive our enemies. What then are we to do about a spouse when sexual infidelity is suspected?
In the last post, I asked men which is stronger, sexual temptation or loyalty to one's spouse. Considering the strength of the male sex drive, most of us would have to admit it would take a lot of strength to chase a strange, beautiful woman out of our bed. I believe it can be done, and hope I would do it if I were tempted like the hero of my book is.
Now, women, what would your response be if you learned that a beautiful woman slipped into bed with your husband in your absence? Whether or not the husband actually had sex or not, most men would deny having had sex. Would you believe him? How angry would you be? Would you be able to forgive him for what ever did or did not happen?
Let us further assume that at some time in the future you encounter the young woman in question. She is spectacularly beautiful, but she says your husband rejected her because you are so beautiful. Do you believe her? Is her statement proof that your husband was faithful to you?
Remember, this woman tried to steal your husband's affections from you. Would you be willing to forgive her?
Heavy stuff, eh? In a situation like this, the man faces a real challenge turning away the temptress. What about the wife? Does she face as hard a challenge forgiving her husband and the woman?
The Bible calls us to strive to live moral lives, but it also tells us that Jesus forgives sinners who repent. In like manor, we must forgive each other.
Read Chased Across Australia to see what my hero does in the face of temptation and what the heroine does in response.
In the last post, I asked men which is stronger, sexual temptation or loyalty to one's spouse. Considering the strength of the male sex drive, most of us would have to admit it would take a lot of strength to chase a strange, beautiful woman out of our bed. I believe it can be done, and hope I would do it if I were tempted like the hero of my book is.
Now, women, what would your response be if you learned that a beautiful woman slipped into bed with your husband in your absence? Whether or not the husband actually had sex or not, most men would deny having had sex. Would you believe him? How angry would you be? Would you be able to forgive him for what ever did or did not happen?
Let us further assume that at some time in the future you encounter the young woman in question. She is spectacularly beautiful, but she says your husband rejected her because you are so beautiful. Do you believe her? Is her statement proof that your husband was faithful to you?
Remember, this woman tried to steal your husband's affections from you. Would you be willing to forgive her?
Heavy stuff, eh? In a situation like this, the man faces a real challenge turning away the temptress. What about the wife? Does she face as hard a challenge forgiving her husband and the woman?
The Bible calls us to strive to live moral lives, but it also tells us that Jesus forgives sinners who repent. In like manor, we must forgive each other.
Read Chased Across Australia to see what my hero does in the face of temptation and what the heroine does in response.
Review of Chased Across Australia
A review of my book has just been posted on the author's blog. Please check it out at http://www.bloggernews.net/128501.
