So I did bear mountain solo today. Lessons learned:

There will be no more trusting of the weather man; 80 and sunny == 60 and pouring.

There's nothing to get your 2nd wind in action like being chased by angry border collies snapping at your ankle.

Being yelled at by stupid teenagers from the safety of their Pathfinder is well worth the entertainment value of chasing them down and watching them run from a dude in spandex.

Never, EVER, hold a Powerbar in your left hand while panic breaking. Nothing like having your bike suddenly and involuntarily turn 60 degrees in heavy cross traffic.

Most.Eventful.Bear.Mountain.Ride.Ever. :-P