FINDING DETOURS
Inspiration sometimes comes from unlikely places. For Dani, it was a used copy of The Dharma Bums, found in a quiet corner of a local bookstore. Inside the cover, a small note was written out: “The detours are the destinations.” At first, she barely gave it a second thought, just a scribbled cliché, maybe left behind by a wandering reader. Days followed with exploring the coastline, riding singletrack, running coastal trails, and camping in the dunes. But as the trip unfolded, that phrase kept coming back. Every unexpected turn, every unplanned stop, every moment that didn’t go according to plan seemed to have new meaning. By the end, the note wasn’t just a quote. It was a truth. This is the story of a carefree journey down the Southern Oregon Coast and how a group of friends found joy and freedom by leaning into the detours.
Take a look at some of the stops Dani and crew made along the way!
UP FOR WHATEVER
First up, a coastal stretch with Dani and the crew cruising beaches and charging through soft sand like it was nothing. They take gravel roads through the trees, stopping when something catches their eye. The dunes rise and fall, and they ride straight through, no plan needed. With bikes loaded and trail shoes in the back, they’re ready for whatever comes next.
WHAT EMAIL?
Dani and Josh pull off the highway and head toward Whiskey Run, drawn by the promise of loamy Oregon Coast trails. The dirt is soft and tacky, perfect for carving turns and holding speed through the trees. On the trail, Dani finds her rhythm, focused on the line ahead and not the email she never responded to. Out here, there’s nothing but Bigfoot and the ride.
TYPE 2 FUN
Tyler and Keaton pull off at Humbug Mountain, lace up, and start up the trail. The path climbs through thick forest high above the Oregon coastline. The trail makes the run feel less like exercise and more like exploration.
IS THIS REAL LIFE?
That night, the four of them set up a makeshift campsite tucked into the dunes. They cook dinner, trading stories while the sun drops behind the horizon. Sometimes it seems so simple. Good food, sand in their toes, and no real reason to check in on the outside world.
Rigs that are ready for whatever is next:
*All images and content courtesy of Yakima
