Headed out from my North Berkeley abode Sunday afternoon. Up Spruce, down Wildcat, then the Bears counterclockwise, back over Wildcat and down Spruce to home. Just for the record, I am slooooow going up hills. Even slower than bigbossman (except when he is feeling crappy). But I don't mind - I'm much more handsome than he is.

A stunningly gorgeous spring day - perfect temps. 35 miles, 3100 feet of climbing. And I didn't have to do that hateful little pull on Bear Creek Rd from the bridge up to San Pablo Dam Road. I hate that little POS.