Family Time: The Disappearing Road

Hey :) It’s nice to be back, even if it’s for a little while. Sometimes strangers are all you need, you know? Even though most of you on here I do know, there are enough of you here that I don’t, and it’s…comforting. It’s been a weird week, excuse my oddness.

Anyway. Back to the story. St. Michael’s Mount is this island close to Penzance (a couple minutes away by car) that my dad decided that we had to go to because of the amazing disappearing road. It has this walkway to the island that’s only visible (and walkable, obviously) between the tides (I don’t even know if that’s the right terminology.) The point is. You can walk it at like ten in the morning and after six-ish in the afternoon (I think? Or these things might change? I don’t even know. Not in the mood to look it up, apologies :|)

Here’s what they have to say about themselves:

Welcome to

St Michael’s Mount

Explore the amazing island world of St Michael’s Mount
and discover legend, myth and over a thousand years
of incredible history…

Stroll across the causeway where a legendary giant once walked. Follow the footsteps of pilgrims. Boat hop to an island where modern life meets layers of history. Discover a medieval castle, a sub-tropical paradise and a close-knit island community. Delve into the history of a fortress, a priory, a harbour and a home.

Stray from the mainland on foot or by boat and get up close to the beguiling beauty of the castle-topped isle standing proud in Mount’s Bay. Come ashore for a family outing, a tour of the castle or a garden visit. Scale the fairytale turrets for dazzling views. Listen to live music on the village green. Tuck into fresh local food in the Island Café or the Sail Loft Restaurant.

Or, according to Wikipedia,

St Michael’s Mount (Cornish: Karrek Loes y’n Koes meaning “grey rock in the woods”) is a tidal island located 366 metres (400 yards) off the Mount’s Bay coast of Cornwall, England, United Kingdom. It is a civil parish and is united with the town of Marazion by a man-made causeway of granite setts, passable between mid-tide and low water

So in order to walk across, we made it there pretty early (for a college student, anyway) in the morning.

This…this is what we had to walk over. I know some of you might think I’m crazy (y’all probably do already anyway…) but this was torture to walk over. Just all the grooves under my sneakers….alwkgjlkwjer. Shudder. I couldn’t even.

They had seashells everywhere! Except not really…seashells…I don’t know what to call them in English. And they were alive!! I saw the little thing inside. And I took one, a tiny one, and named him Fred…

But then I felt bad so I threw him back.

Sorry I didn’t remember where all the rest of your family was, Fred. :( I’m sorry…

And my dad looking like a boss.

Look how gross these seaweed leaves are…bleh. It’s so…bulbous.

Look, these boats are sitting on the ground, right? Remember that for later.

I climbed down the ladder because I could and it freaked everyone out, lolol, and then ran away. And then took a picture. They’re all weird.

The tide started coming up, so my dad, my grampa and I went walking out to meet it…

Look how cool! It was like the water was chasing me.

GAHH I’m standing completely in waterrrrrr.~

Remember those boats?? :D

See the difference? How cool is that? :D

A disappearing road. Pretty legit if you ask me.

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