Alas, the crescendo of our expedition – a phase trip to Castleton to face, and subsequently scale, the dizzy heights of Mam Tor. Why? Well, this was the last of our 6 epic adventures into the outdoors: walking over hill and yonder to reconnect with nature and take in that northern fresh air – the best there is I’m told! On this particular adventure, we made our way – weary eyed amidst the dawn chorus – to the heart of Derbyshire to take on the challenge of this unique peak – affectionately known as ‘Mother Hill’. Of course, our tough Doncaster children just reveled in the challenge and I’m pleased to say that each and every one of them managed to reach the summit. There reward? Well a deep sense of achievement – but of course, that must always be complimented by ice -cream, Soleros and ice-pops. What a day!