I left relatively early so I could zoom through Henry county as I was most concerned with the traffic there and this worked very well. Eagle's Landing and East Lake parkways had a good shoulder or bike lane and in any case, traffic was almost entirely going west, so I had a mostly deserted trip going east. My first gravel road, River road in Henry county, was gated, however it allowed "walking" and said no motorized vehicles or bikes. Poor wording but I chose to interpret this as motorized bikes are banned and not regular bikes. In any case the heatmap signature is solid so there's a history of people doing this. This was on land application water treatment area, and the hours open were pretty narrow, sunrise to an hour before sunset. Pretty cool though that they'd allow people at all, most counties just block everyone out regardless if they're actually actively spraying. I crossed the South river into Newton county and I was early enough(just after sunrise) that I had no problems at all. Next Rocky Plains road across the Yellow river was very good as well, and then I rode a nice gravel road north near the river. Soon I arrived at Austin Chapel Cemetery and found my 3x great grandmother, Nancy Hariet (Dabney) Bridges. Just a few graves here so it was easy to find. Flat Shoals road ran beside and of course it was a little busy(required if the road is called Flat Shoals), nothing crazy though. I followed this on into Covington, and was very glad to turn off onto a quiet street, after stopping at a DG to top everything off. Covington is very nice, at least the parts I rode though(which were admittedly the rich side). I rolled to the town cemetery and easily found my great great grandparents, they were exactly where the map said they were. I passed the farmer's market, lots of people walking on the sidewalks, and a group exercise session on the lawn of the downtown square. I rolled back to the Cricket Frog trail and headed east. Lots of people out. I diverted off south of the trail right after town to see another ancestor that had seen development circle the cemetery I was to visit. It was in the middle of a subdivision by the Alcovy river. I had no trouble wandering into the little patch of woods next to houses, and nobody was outside in the yards so it wasn't weird. Everything was very overgrown and indeed I think the person on Find A Grave who posted the photo of my ancestor's grave was mistaken, there wasn't any engraved stone other than three that were obviously not my ancestor. Lots of unmarked stones in the older section. Dissapointed and a bit scratched up I made my way out and across the Alcovy river. I rejoined the Cricket Frog trail soon and rode over to Newborn and stopped again at a DG to top off everything as I would be heading into the heat of the day and the hardest part of the route, a succession of WMA and NF roads and trails. Almost straight out of Newborn I was on gravel, and feeling pretty good and making incredible time. This route was relatively flat and so far had been mostly paved and the wind was very low. It was sunny and beginning to heat up though. i was glad for the relative shade of the narrow gravel. Soon enough I turned on to the first trail of the day, and it didn't look promising as it had a small dead tree across the path right away. These trails mostly get used by horses so nobody bothers to clear the logs and sticks. It was muddy and torn up in the low parts, and the constant logs and sticks made for slow going. But it was neat riding right beside Wise Creek, and at least the trail was visible. I turned left onto Oakfuskee path and this was more of the same. A couple more short road and trail sections and I turned onto Smith Mill road, a fast rolling gravel road. But I didn't stay on this very long, I turned onto another series of trails, in similar shape to the others. The mud was more intense and it got very obscure the closer I got to the river trail. I genuinely lost the trail a couple of times and had to use the GPS to try to find it again. Even the river trail was very obscure and I was fumbling around. But it got really hard when I got to Waits Ferry trail which was even more overgrown and obscure while still in the woods. Then I emerged into a recently logged area and the trail just dissapeared under a sea of brambles and a tangle of overgrown vines. There was a forest road crossing up at the top of the hill so I just sucked it up and plowed my way thorough. I decided to stay on the road, because the trail I had planned looked the same on the other side. I was pretty cooked by this point and nearly out of water, however the Ocmulgee river crossing(and a store) wasn't far away. I decided to gamble again soon after on a trail I had planned to the highway, which was actually a shortcut versus staying on the road. I figured I could come back if it was bad, but it was fine. I was very glad to get some cold soda and chips at the store. I picked many spiders off of me and the bike and left them at the store, then continued on northwest through Monroe county. The remainder of the route was almost all paved and my only challenges were the setting sun in my eyes, surviving the heat, and some intense chafing I was dealing with. But I managed all of these ok and made it back just before dusk.