Paradigm shift

April 26, 2013 § 21 Comments

When I rolled up with my daughter and son in-law to the Ruby’s Diner in Redondo Beach, I was out of my comfort zone. I’d taken up Jim Hannon of Beach Cities Cycling Club on his invitation to join his ride up to LA’s Ciclavia. We would intersect Ciclavia in Venice and then take part in the daylong cycling festivities.

What is Ciclavia? It is proof that Los Angeles is one of the great cities in the world. More importantly, it’s the most subversive and revolutionary activity I’ve ever been part of.

The city shuts down a major road or series of roads to car traffic and makes the streets the province of people and bicycles rather than automobiles. When we merged with the event, which had already been going on for a couple of hours, I thought I would be prepared to see one of LA’s most iconic roadways, Venice Boulevard, clogged with 200,000 people riding bicycles.

I wasn’t.

State-sponsored subversion is the best subversion

And until you do the Ciclavia, you won’t be ready for it either, because it completely upends our notions of what this city is, what the streets are for, and who the people are who really make up our larger community. For example, did you know there’s a guy who rides a fourteen-foot high bicycle with no brakes that is so tall he has to mount it from the second floor of an office building? I suppose he’s doing his part to convince skeptics that bicycle riders aren’t batshit crazy.

Did you know there’s a group called Compton South Side Riders for World Peace who have the most beautiful hand-crafted chrome easy-riders that you’ve ever seen?

Did you know that the fat lady lying flat on her back with the paramedics trying to get her heart going again shouldn’t have eaten so many gutbusting lardburgers before throwing a leg over and riding 35 miles from downtown to the sea and back?

Did you know that LA is a brown city?

Did you know that tens of thousands of children have bicycles and love to ride them in the street?

Did you know that most people don’t ride bicycles with stretchy lycra panty thingies?

Did you know that cars are the enemy, and that they are not vital to our existence?

Did you know that with planning and cooperation, huge swaths of a city like LA, famed for traffic snarls and the supposed “automobile love affair,” can be turned into one giant playground for kids, families, and people who just want to enjoy being outdoors?

Did you know that if you open the streets to people on bicycles, small businesses have an actual competitive advantage over the giant chain stores?

Did you know that tens of thousands of people ride fixed-gear bicycles and virtually none of them are hipsters?

Did you know that the police are smiling and in a good mood when they’re policing bike traffic instead of chasing cars on the freeways, in fear for their lives and ready to shoot on sight?

Did you know that bicycles bring people together because bicycles are a metaphor for freedom, and a tool to make people free?

That’s “Mr. Fred” to you, pal

I would discover these and a thousand more things, but at the start of the ride I had my hands full grappling with my stereotypes. The Beach Cities Cycling Club people were the kind of people I never ride with, and their behavior was so bizarre that after we’d gone a half-mile I wondered whether I could make the ride. Of all the weird things they did, the weirdest was talking. Yep, they talked to each other, and I don’t mean the conversation you and I have on the bike, you know, this one:

“Hey. How’s it going?”

“Good. You?”

“Good.”

Followed, of course, by a flurry of attacks and panting and gasping and a relentless 2-hour hammerfest.

No, the BCCC folks had these weird conversations that were slow paced, that exchanged information, that were filled with laughter, and in which the people actually got to know each other. And no one screamed at anyone else or shouted, “Pull through, wanker!”

Like I said, I was freaking out.

The weirdness of this crowd intensified as we rode. They stopped at every single red light. The first time I almost crashed out. “Don’t they know that those lights are suggestions?” I wondered.

They stopped at stop signs, too. “Wow,” I thought. “So that’s what those are for.”

They pointed out obstacles in the road instead of swerving at the last minute and dragging the rest of the group over the open manhole cover.

Then, the thing that blew my mind was the sweeper. That’s right. They had a dude who was one of the stronger riders sit at the back and make sure no one came unhitched or got lost. “WTF?” I wondered. “As long as they’ve got a sweeper, how are they going to bury and abandon somebody 50 miles from home? How are they going to shred their friends in a paceline and leave them for dead? How are they going to attack, out-sprint, drop, and humiliate the people they like? Don’t they know that cycling is supposed to be an extended index of misery and pain?”

Clearly they didn’t, and then an even weirder thing happened. I started talking to the person next to me. Like, it was a real conversation, the kind I’m told people have with their spouses. By the time we reached Venice I was relaxed and had gotten to make friends with several different people, learning more about them in a few short miles than I’d learned about the countless cyclists I regularly meet up with on the Donut Ride or NPR. For the first time since I was a kid I was on my bike and the purpose of the activity wasn’t riding the bike.

“It’s not about the bike,” I told myself. “Hey, that’s a good name for a book.”

The ride was fun, but the fun didn’t involve a beatdown. I can’t really describe it. It was fun without being painful and awful and ending with a crushing defeat. I know, you can’t understand it, either. But it was. Why? Because this pain-free fun stuff, well, it’s pretty cool.

And on June 23, the date of the next Ciclavia, I’m doing it again.

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§ 21 Responses to Paradigm shift

  • Scott says:

    A refreshing perspective – I too will join on June 23. Thank you for sharing Seth.

  • Deb says:

    Hey! Welcome to my world! It’s kinda fun, isn’t it? See you at the next one.

  • Joe Camacho says:

    That is ludicrous!

    You mean I have spent the last 10 months lifting and training on rollers and beat-downs, on the track… to kill myself for four laps in the velodrome for no reason?

    So confused!

    … and you can ride a beach cruiser around aimlessly until you find a burger stand? Its a different kind of suffering!

    I have some decisions to make!

  • fitfatgirl says:

    As a fat lady who cycled 25 of 32 miles during CicLAvia and another 12 to get to and from it, may I suggest that dehydration — and not merely her size — is the reason that woman was flat on her back?

    • Admin says:

      I saw all kinds of people out there, and it was awesome. Fat, anorexic, and everything in between. If she was dehydrated, though, they probably shouldn’t have been using the defibrillator.

    • Taffy says:

      Yep, I’m a fat lady who cycled 31 miles. (Sue me – I live half a mile from one end of the route and decided it wasn’t worth cycling to the very start.) Guess what? Some of us fat people like to ride, too, and despite the fact that we are apparently too disgusting to you to be allowed on bikes, you won’t get rid of us that easily.

  • New Girl says:

    Looking forward to a nice long conversation on the 23rd, Seth. (And perhaps a few beat downs between now and then? #itsallGOOD

    • Admin says:

      I’m hooking up with BCCC on Sunday at 9:00 AM for their easy pedal out of RU High School, and am also going to try and make the Critical Mass ride on May Day. Tomorrow, Donut.

  • Sandbox says:

    “Did you know that if you open the streets to people on bicycles, small businesses have an actual competitive advantage over the giant chain stores?”

    And THIS quote is just one important reason why I hope these types of events catch on. Making neighborhoods in decline prosperous and hopeful again.

  • […] Before we get on with a bike-packed weekend and an ever growing list of events, take a look at what may be the best thing ever written about CicLAvia. […]

  • David says:

    Awesome. And think about the political clout you could get to promote biking if you started to speak not only together, but as one voice to government.

    So we written. Thanks!

  • LBRider says:

    Glad you enjoyed Ciclavia. They are a blast to do and I hope the people involved with planning start doing these every month! The person on the 14 foot bike is Richie. You can see a video he made on the ride here, and also a thread that he responses to questions on redit.

    http://www.reddit.com/r/IAmA/comments/1cx8dd/i_ride_the_tallest_bicycle_in_la_stoopidtall/

  • Chris K says:

    hey Seth right after CicLAvia, Wolfpack Hustle is throwing a sanctioned criterium in city hall/civic center with a road and fixed brake-less category. You should check it out.

    https://www.facebook.com/events/164860623670468/

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