The Best Towns Aren’t on the Map Yet: What Douglas Taught Me About Travel

I arrived in Douglas early, just as the sun was rising over the mountains to the east.

The timing wasn’t planned. My car raced down the highway from Bisbee into town. Color rolled across the sky. Long shadows stretched through the streets. Everything was quiet and still.

I was there for BorderLands Gravel, but standing in the early light, it was clear Douglas was already offering something more.