29 not out

I made my 29th consecutive Christmas Eve ascent of Moel Famau earlier today, accompanied by Carolyn, her sprogs, and a great dane named Minnie.

Moel Famau, Christmas Eve 2016

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I'm beginning to think I might be in a rut. (As in a groove in the ground; not as in what deer get into.)

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28 not out

I made my 28th consecutive Christmas Eve ascent of Moel Famau earlier today, accompanied by Carolyn, her sprogs, her niece, her niece's mum, and two dogs.

On top of Moel Famau

On top of Moel Famau

On top of Moel Famau

It pissed down for the first 5 minutes of our walk, then the sun came out and it was all rather glorious. Am I a jammy git or what?

(As I've said before, you will stop me if this becomes boring, won't you?)

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27 not out

I made my 27th consecutive Christmas Eve ascent of Moel Famau earlier today, accompanied by four dogs, Irish Mick, and almost an entire soccer team provided by Carolyn (some of whom I had never met before). This wasn't so much a walk as an expedition.

Group shot on top of Moel Famau

A large number of people and dogs on top of Moel Famau earlier today.

As usual, it was very windy on top. So windy, in fact, that one of our team got blown away:

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A teenager getting blown away this afternoon.

One particularly large gust even caught Carolyn off guard:

Carolyn cartwheeling

Carolyn caught off guard this afternoon.

As I've said before, you will stop me if this becomes boring, won't you?

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26 not out

I made my 26th consecutive Christmas Eve ascent of Moel Famau earlier today, accompanied by Carolyn and two of her sprogs.

Carolyn (R) and me (L) on top of Moel Famau earlier today.

I very nearly didn't go. I've been nursing a severely knackered left knee for most of the week (freak decorating injury, don't ask). But I hobbled up in the end. It was blowing a hooley. Carolyn, being Carolyn, forgot to bring a coat and gloves, so I loaned her my spares.

You will stop me if this becomes boring, won't you?

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25 not out

It's that time of year again. So did I make it up Moel Famau for the 25th consecutive Christmas Eve?

I certainly did:

Expedition team.

The Silver Jubilee Expedition team.

An excellent turn out! Irish Mick and Carolyn had a lot of catching-up to do. The last time they saw each other, she wasn't even a mum!

Twenty-five years! It's official: I'm in a rut.

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24 not out

Is it really 24th December already? Greetings LIVE from an extremely windy Moel Famau (yes, we now have the technology).

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Carolyn and her family are here too.

24 years on the trot. I should probably try to get a life.

Postscript: More photos here »

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23 not out

It's that time of year again. 24th December. So did I make it up Moel Famau for the 23rd consecutive Christmas Eve today?

You betcha!

Carolyn and me on top of Moel Famau

Carolyn and me on top of Moel Famau this afternoon.

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(You will let me know if this starts to become boring?)

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