Before I became disabled at 16 years old, I took a lot of things for granted — like existing in a pain-free body, running to get the bus, and trekking on uneven hiking trails.

Growing up in WA, my family used to go on frequent trips to walk sections of the Bibbulmun Track, a 1,000km trail stretching from Kalamunda in the Perth Hills on Whadjuk Noongar Boodja all the way to Kinjarling (Albany) on Menang country.