I became 44 on Thursday. I celebrated by getting up very early, and heading up Moel Famau. I had visions of it being a bit like the last time we did it, but with the added lustre of a blanket of snow.
Sadly, the weather wasn't with me. I drove to Wales in heavy rain, which eased off nicely as I got towards the mountainside carpark. The roads were snowy but drivable with care. The path up the mountain was covered by several inches of fairly fresh snow that crumped and squeaked as I strode lustily forth.
As I neared the top, it became apparent that although I was seeing daybreak, I was not going to see the sun rise. The top of the mountain was shrouded in cloud. An icy wind drove tiny splinters of ice into my face. I took a few photos then hunkered down in the lee of the tower and had a warm coffee and some cold hotdogs.
The view out over the vale of Clywyd, though, as I trudged back down, was magnificent. I will post some piccies soon.
For my birthday, several of my relatives clubbed together to buy me a supercar experience. A great gift for a petrolhead like me!
At some point in the next few months, I will get the chance to chuck a performance car around a track. But which car? I have to choose between an Aston Martin Vantage, a Lamborghini Gallardo, a Porsche 911, a Ferrari 360 or an Audi R8.
Agghh!!! The agony of indecision!
driving lessons in Wallasey?