I find the tracks left behind on the sand in this photo by the tide sweeping in and out really interesting; it reminds me of sand in a desert that’s been blown around by the wind
This is the pathway that leads to St Michael’s Mount in Cornwall.
Those who know about it, know that when the tide goes out the walkway becomes clear for you to walk on and leads you to the small island that has a castle or ‘mount’. The Island has many stories about it’s history, some factual, some in folklore, the most famous being it was once home to King Arthur.
Once the tide begins to come in the pathway begins to disappear beneath the waves (which I found out half way down on my way back to the mainland with my shoes getting soaked)
Once the tide is completely in from afar it seems like the pathway never existed and was perhaps even magic!
I’d love to hear your experiences of St Michael’s Mount and if you saw the tides coming in or out