The doctor who walked Perimeter La has a prescription: Escape from your neighborhood

Dr Roy food, a long time surgeon, likes to move his feet. He has climbed mountains and run three marathons.

But when he shared his latest show about his wife a few years ago, he took it in stride.

“You’re a nut,” she said.

Maybe. He was closing in on 80, and His plan was to grab his walking poles and make the final 342-meter walk to Los Angeles. His wife got a little crazy idea, somehow, after eating agreed to meet the best walkers here and there.

But you might be wondering the obvious:

Why would someone walk around a large, bedridden, unfriendly city of 500 square kilometers?

Food had its reasons. Curiosity and impatience, for starters. Also, the belief that you can’t really know a city in a wind storm, and the confidence to always be fit, physically and mentally, is the best way to strengthen the work of Father time.

One thing: patients who have been eating for years have come from all corners of the city, and the city of Kansas City sees it as a personal development that has not been familiar with half of its life.

To plan his course, eat what happened with the acconcoon-style map to look at the view, and go there navigate.lacity.org to plan the exact outline of the city limit. Easteas Eze-Ezandise border frames like a scorched Kite, with San Pedro and Wilmington looming over the line at the southern end.

Dr. Roy Pilts takes a break from his walk to talk to Louis Lee, owner of JD Hobbies stores, along West 6th Street in Downtown San Pedro.

Food divided his journey into ten kilometers, 34 in all, and began to walk in two parts every week for four months, going through the MT conference. Lukens north of town.

The first day started with a bang, so to speak.

Food falls on loose rocks near the summit of MT. Lukens and the stabbing, dipping elbows and knees, and pulling the aluminum shaft of one of his walking sticks.

But food is not someone who earns a white flag or wants to get out of a helicopter.

“Later, at home, I used my orthopedic skills to fix the broken pole,” Eats food “Walking the line: Finding Los Angeles City Limits,” His Busy Book of Travel.

Dr. Roy Parts walks along West 6th Street in San Pedro.

Eating, now and then and seeing patients once a week at the UCLA clinic, is always straight all the way, sticking to his chosen field of devotion outside the city miles. Returning to his starting point each day, he used to take the buses and found that even though it was slow, the passengers often got out with thanks to the driver, “

The doctor sprinkled with two leading poles, a cross-country skier falling into the great ocean of the road. He carried a small backpack, wore a Los Angeles “ballcap” and a shirt with a long city border on the front, and handed out business cards with a link to his book project.

Those who clicked on the link were advised to flee their places and wait for their doctor to give them food: “go out on foot, and make discoveries, have life, be curious, be fit.”

The food was all these, and as his last name suggests, he was never shy about sampling which is a lot of sample offering.

He tried hard pork intestines at the Big Loom Pinoy in Wilmington, he went to the tongue and chins made at tacos y birria at the cafe in Sylmar, and he entered the hawkins barrel in Sylmar, wanting to know how to advertise with American, Mexican and Ethiopian advertising.

Food delivery has been attempted at Dockeiler Beach, fencing at the Santa Monica border, climbing at Chartworth, boxing and Kart racing at Sylmar, Weightlifting at Suble Beach in Venice.

Dr. Roy stops to eat at the wall of the American American Memorial while walking one of the many ways he wrote in his book.

In each field, food is sought for statues and plaques and historical points that begin to go back to the gabrielinos and Chumash, and the days of Mexican and Spanish rule. He also explored the history of those unique pestists and turned to the city’s generosity, destroying the stew of LA.

What remains of the foundation of Campo de Cahuenga in Studio City was one of the few places that “moved my emotions,” consumed my emotions in “walking the line.” There, in the year 1847, Andres Pico and John C. Frémont signed an agreement resulting in the part of Mexico in the US, changing the structure of both countries.

In Venice, food was equally stirred when by mistake when he accidentally placed a marker where, in April 1942, more than a thousand Japanese Americans boarded buses in Manzanar.

“May this memorial … remind us to be forever vigilant to protect our constitutional rights,” it read. “Government power must no longer shine indiscriminately on any group based solely on nationality, gender, sexual orientation, race or religion.”

In the Firehouse Museum, food has been studied at times when “black firefighters encountered great hostility in mixed firehouses, or were forced to eat separately.

Dr. Roy Parts walks past a display of a projectile that pierced San Pedro.

Although the food visited well-known places such as Watts Towers and the Getty Villa, one of his most enjoyable experiences was what he called “the way” found in the first column of interests, such as the obelisk in Venice.

“Among those I stumbled upon,” Eating food, “was the platinum house, the poetry house, and the food court, and the seaplanes, and the marine mammals, and the injured marine animals. The commitment is inspiring and contagious.”

His book is also infectious. In a country with miles of roads and streets in countless towns and villages, among the obvious faults, we can all find a thousand things to complain about. But food put his stethoscope to the heartbeat of Los Angeles and found a thousand things to please.

When I asked the good doctor if he wanted to visit part of his journey, he suggested that we meet at the place he gave his golden path with its points of interest – San Pedro and Wilmington. There, he visited the barricade, Drum Barry, fermin lighthouse point, Bellsin friendship with KOREA, World War II Bunker, Sunken city, Maritime Museum, etc.

Food was in full Get-up when we met at 6 with Gaffiy in San Pedro. Walking sticks, a T-shirt with a jigsaw map of LA, a modest “Los Angeles” hat.

“Let’s go,” and we headed towards the tap, but we didn’t get far.

Dr. Roy Pilts takes a break from his travels to visit Remod San Pedro Resident John Papadakis, 75, who owned the now-closed Taverna in the area.

A wonderful man came out of the office and we sold rounds of “Hello.” He introduced himself as John Papadakis, owner of the now-closed Greek Taverna restaurant, a longtime local institution. He takes us to his office, a museum of pictures, Greek statues and memorabilia (he and son Petros, Grideros Talk Show Host, were gridiron grinders at USC).

San Pedro is “the soul of the coastal city,” declared Papadakis.

And we were on the road, eyes open to the wonders of a limitless city that reveals more every time you turn a corner, say hello, and hear the first line of an endless story.

Down the road, we looked at the renovation at the Art Deco Warner Grand Theatre, which is approaching its 100th birthday. We checked the Vintage copies of Louis Lee’s jd Hobbies Magazine, talked to Adrian Garcia about “getting down some top dogs” and found 50 private schools of his uniform from Norman’s clothes, 1937.

At the Post Office, we tested Fletcher for Fletner’s 1938 Martin mail delivery. Back outside, with a view of the harbor and the open sunlit sea, we met a Seaman merchant, resting on a bench, who told us his Son worked for the New York Times. Later I found a moving story by that reporter in his long search for this man we just met.

“Walking allowed me to think and grow to respect LA more than ever,” Money wrote in his book.

When we left, while we were talking about what was next, the food said that he was thinking about exploring San Francisco in the same way.

We were approaching Fermin Point, where there was a huge Moreton Bay fig tree that threw an acre of shade and cooled the salty breeze.

Dr. Roy Parts walks the LA Harbor West Path, one of the many trails he wrote about in his book, San Pedro.

“If anything,” food told me, “I’m quick to look at small things. You know, stop and enjoy a flower, or even an interesting way of shadows on the street.”

The message of his book, he said, is simple.

“Basically, just take it down and look.”

Steve.lopez@latimes.com