Vers le haut de la tête du diable

Because affe taunts me with stories of Brooklyn, I present this morning's mountain bike ride up to the top of Mt Diablo (ok, it's not the top of Mt Diablo, it's the top of whatever the ridgeline that is to the south of the peak, above Alamo, is called...it's still a 2500 or so ft elevation peak). The wildflowers are just starting to come into their full bloom and the weather is still nice and cool, so it was a spectacular day for a long ride to the summit. As always, click a picture for an enlargement.