I have never worked so hard for so few miles in all my life.... the gravel was worse than riding railroad ballast, the place was actively smoking everywhere and actually still on fire in places, I guess they did burning here this week. I first took old Whitley road to the lake where it used to cross the now swollen Brush creek, this was really really bumpy but tolerable. I was hoping to find a creek for water and took Teal Pond road hoping for such, However after the ridiculous gravel road of death(imagine trying to ride on marbles, they just kept moving around on me), this gave way briefly to flat clay, then for no reason at all it was littered with holes EVERYWHERE. Even riding the worst road ruined by wild pigs in Mabry Carlton preserve near Venice, FL was better than this. I don't think we have many wild pigs here so who knows what it was. It looked like they had recently been in there possibly even on Friday itself managing their prescribed burning. Anyway finally it ended at the lake, crappy Chattahoochee river water. I declined to take any and returned back to my campsite. I still had a liter which was fine.