Completism - Sunday, March 23

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Nathan Snider

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COMPLETISM

It's a bike ride.
Sunday, March 23, 2025
Departing California Donuts #21 at 9 AM (yes, in the morning!)

The last Completism to take place in Los Angeles proper is a classic route that we've by now re-done a few times. However, since I missed the time that Sean led it in 2018, we are going to do it again, in the day this time. It's a fun one with a simple concept and kind of ridiculous execution. It's got a lot of hills in the first half. Also, I should mention that we are not planning a lunch stop (at most perhaps a convenience store stop near the halfway point), so you'll probably want to bring snacks!

Join us this Sunday morning as we re-do Passage #437 - Square Town/Town Square, originally announced thus:

We continue our revisitation of past rides this week with one of my all-time personal favorites. While Square Town/Town Square perhaps could be seen as fitting into the category of "routes that draw a shape on a map" (a category we don't actually tend to do all that much), it is of course more precisely about drawing an old map onto the current map. And, as Nathan pointed out in the original announcement below, that means all sorts of interactions between the old city shape and the present conditions. It also means a ridiculous hill or five. And, you know, fun!

ORIGINAL ROUTE ANNOUNCEMENT:

Los Angeles today is an oddly-shaped thing — tentacles reaching toward the mountains and the sea, perforated by smaller cities and unincorporated areas — but the first officially recognized boundaries for the city (at least under American rule) were quite simple: a square, two leagues on a side, centered on the Plaza de Olvera.

The traces of that old boundary are still visible on maps, where street alignments shift and property lines are arbitrarily sliced. From an appropriate vantage point — say, atop a particularly large hill — parts of the boundary can be seen in person. In other places, it is a boundary not so much seen as felt: our movements are thwarted by the awkward meshing of old and new street grids; the logic of travel is momentarily interrupted; the landscape undergoes a subtle change of attitude or architectural style. And in a few places, where buzzing electrical lines trace the path of the old city limits, the boundary can even be heard.

But as you may discover, there are many places where history has removed all traces of the old lines (arbitrary and imaginary as they were) and the boundary can be reconstructed only with great effort.

We are willing to expend that effort.

(~30 miles; many hills; some dirt and hike-a-bike)

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