50% Georgia | 50% Alabama | 100% Awesome

For those of us who remember when gravel was gritty, grassroots, and gloriously unpolished—Homegrown is still doing it right. No corporate rulebook. No cookie-cutter courses. Just real-deal Southern gravel, served up by folks who only want a pat on the back and a cold drink after a job well done.

Your entry fee doesn’t just buy you a killer day on the bike—it supports the people and the place that make this ride special. All profit, after expenses, goes straight back to the Franklin community. And in return? You get two distinct states of gravel packed into one unforgettable ride, with four route options: a brand-new 20-mile intro ride, a punchy 40, a classic 62-mile race, and a full-send, 100-mile soul-crusher—or really, a soul-cleanser. Because hot damn, you love ridin’ bikes.

We’re kicking off 2027 the only way that makes sense: tired, dirty, mildly sunburned, housing a big ol’ full-send grin, and surrounded by fellow graveleours who live for this stuff.

For the locals, this has become the traditional season opener—an annual rite of passage to shake off the cobwebs, get dirty, and welcome the season with some proper red clay therapy.

And for those of you north of the Mason-Dixon? Let’s be honest—this is the real reason to sign up. It’s February. And we’re riding bikes. Most likely in shorts (maybe knickers and arm-warmers). While your crew’s buried in snow or grinding it out in the basement pain cave, we’re out here soaking up Southern sunshine and chasing chili with finish-line brews.

We’re just an hour south of Atlanta and the world’s busiest (read: easiest to fly into) airport. So skip the snow, pack your bike, and start your 2026 season the warm, dusty, downright satisfying way.