24 December 2019

My 32nd consecutive Christmas Eve ascent of Moel Famau in North Wales. I’m sure I’ll break the chain eventually.

This year, I was once again accompanied by Carolyn and her extended family. It took three cars to get us all there. The weather was dry, windy, and unexpectedly clear. Lots of blue sky. Lots of fellow walkers, too. There must have been around a hundred people at the summit, where we partook of mince pies, biscuits, brownies, and cups of tea, before heading down via the longer route through the forest.

No ravens this year, but we did get a very good view of a buzzard perched in a pine tree.

Shortly after joining the M56 on my way home, I spotted a red kite twisting low above the verge: my first red kite on the Wirral.

By Richard Carter

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