I was rummaging around at my folks house at the weekend and I think I may have found the source of my obsession with orange kit.
It was subliminal suggestion by the evil Palitoy mega corporation.
He’s got ten point crampons, a frighteningly long ice axe (or railway track laying/agricultural tool), a Whillans Alpiniste pack with helmet and goggles inside and ice hammer attached.
The polo necked jumper does away with the need for a Buff, and possibly makes a beard obsolete as well. I’m sure only the navy Action Man had a beard, but I’m sure sailors wore polo necks as well, at least in black and white days…
He’s pre eagle eyes and gripping hands which shows my age as much as his.
I actually have a smock that looks just like this, a Karrimor Alpiniste from the late 90’s. Same colour, same pocket, same glaikit look from the face sticking out the top of it.
He now stands proudly on the dressing table surveying the mighty unconquered peaks of the Duvetlaya across the Carpet Pass.
Until Joycee notices or Holly gets her hands on him of course.