Well, it was bound to happen eventually. My 32-year streak of Christmas Eve ascents of the mighty Moel Famau in North Wales came to an end today. The pandemic was to blame, obviously.

Moel Famau, Christmas Eve 2018
Moel Famau in happier times.

I find myself surprisingly unbothered by the end of the streak. There are far more important things to be bothered about at the moment. But I do hope to start a new streak as soon as possible. If I can make the next streak last 32 years, I’ll be at least 89 by the time I break my personal record.

It’s worth a shot!

Richard Carter

A fat, bearded chap with a Charles Darwin fixation.

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