A windy trip to Marburg


My long gone grandad was born on a farm in a place called Marburg. Probably not in the tiny town part, but on a property somewhere within a few kilometres. No idea where.

It’s about 60ks from Brisbane by car. By bike it was about 75ks.

Just me and Zach today, being total masochists — riding one-way, directly into the westerly winds that pummel south-east Queensland at this time every year. They call them the “Ekka Winds”, cause Brisbane’s annual Exhibition is on roughly at the same time.

So we needed chook feed, or “Layer Mash” as the country folk call it. We could get it a bit closer to town, but we always seem to have bought it from the produce place in Haigslea, very close to Marburg. Dee offered to pick us up and as a bonus she got to visit the antique store at Marburg and get some super-cheap veges.

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The “Walloon Saloon”


8ks to RosewoodIMG_1783

Had to deal with quite a bit of gravel-grinding (due to roadworks) for the second time in two weekends.IMG_1787

There was a tiny climb out of Rosewood.

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Nice views at the top of the entire Main Range all the way down to Mt Barney. I can’t believe we rode all that way two weekends ago.

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At the top we had a nice stop at the historic Tallegalla Cemetery. I could think of many, many worse places to be buried. IMG_1805 IMG_1807 IMG_1808

Then we got to smash down and enjoyed the last 5ks with the wind at our backs for a change. IMG_1810


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