The Arkansas Graveler is a fully supported multi-day gravel ride that moves town to town across a different part of Arkansas each year. There is no clock, no podium, and no cut-off. You ride the day at whatever pace is yours, and everybody ends up in the same place for dinner.
What makes it work is not the route, although the route is good. It is that six towns agree to host a field of riders for a night, and then go considerably further than agreeing.
Eat at camp, drop your bag at the gear truck, and roll out when you are ready. There is no mass start to miss.
Aid stations twice, a store stop if you want one, and no clock anywhere. Fast riders are in by lunch. Nobody minds either way.
Find your bag, get a shower, put the bike away. The town you are in has been getting ready for this.
Dinner on long tables, live music, a fire. This is the part people describe when they get home.
The field runs from people who race gravel to people who bought their first drop-bar bike in the spring. E-bikes are welcome and about a quarter of returning riders are on one. The only real requirement is that you can ride fifty miles on gravel, get up, and do it again.
The bag gets moved for you. The route is scouted, marked and loaded onto your head unit. Aid stations, mechanics and medical are on the road. A vehicle will pick you up if the day gets away from you, and there is a hot meal and somewhere to sleep at the other end.
What you carry is what you want in your pockets.
How the support works →The Graveler was never built to stay in one place. Each edition takes riders into a different region of the state, which is why alumni keep coming back — it is a genuinely different week each time.
The first edition, north-west Arkansas — climbing, hollers and hardwood.
West and south, into the mountains and the national forest.
East to the Delta. Farm country, river towns, and the King Biscuit Blues Festival on the way through.