
Faces from last year, and room made for new ones.
In 2026: Jonesboro closed Main Street for us.
Somebody else plans the day, cooks the food and lights the fire. You show up, ride, and find out who's at your table tonight.

Faces from last year, and room made for new ones.
In 2026: Jonesboro closed Main Street for us.

Strangers who invite you in, and mean it.
In 2026: The Smith family opened their farm in Birdeye to every rider.

Towns that cook for you, then sit down with you.
In 2026: We skipped the lunch stop so riders would eat in Marianna.

Some nights the town throws the party.

The hard miles, when riders start looking after each other.

The goodbyes nobody is in a hurry to say.
In 2026: Arkansas City, where the streets are named for steamboats.
There's no podium and no clock. Good roads, welcoming towns, and riders who know your name by the end of the week. The riding ends every afternoon, which is about when the Graveler really starts.
Local cooking, and plenty of it. Live music from local artists. A camp each night to rest and recharge for the next day's adventures.
Riders from the week post their rides, find each other and plan the next one. The club is where the Graveler lives between Octobers.
Join the club on Strava →Longer stories from the towns and roads of the Graveler, twice a month.
Read Field Notes →Join the route for its last days. Same camp, same food, same people. Half-Grav returns with the 2027 route.