We've escaped from Brisbane and are up in the hills of the Darling Downs in a town called Toowoomba for the weekend. It's a beautiful couple of hours to drive out here through wide open farmland under the dome of a blue blue sky - it makes you feel like you're living in a snow dome. And just before you reach Toowoomba itself the road turns skywards and you grind up 700 vertical metres before popping out in what seems like the town centre.
The town is in the middle of prime farming areas and the architecture reflects that heritage of civic cash
Although the street layout is that of a classic Aussie country town - a grid network of wide streets stretching off to the horizon with central parking
We're not here to sightsee though, we're here to ride. There's a ' tour de toowoomba' bike race along with an accompanying charity ride, and we're here to make sure the intensity of the charity ride is kept high. Our motel is right next to the criterion course, which means it's slowly filling up with lean, shaved-legged cyclist types. Hope they don't keep us awake with their wild roadie partying tonight.
The town is in the middle of prime farming areas and the architecture reflects that heritage of civic cash
Although the street layout is that of a classic Aussie country town - a grid network of wide streets stretching off to the horizon with central parking
We're not here to sightsee though, we're here to ride. There's a ' tour de toowoomba' bike race along with an accompanying charity ride, and we're here to make sure the intensity of the charity ride is kept high. Our motel is right next to the criterion course, which means it's slowly filling up with lean, shaved-legged cyclist types. Hope they don't keep us awake with their wild roadie partying tonight.
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