St Michael’s Mount

I was hoping the tide would be in which would have meant a little boat trip to get to the tiny island St Michael’s Mount which is next to Marazion in Cornwall. The tide was out though so I climbed into the bear carrier for the trip as the surface looked a bit wet and I didn’t have any wellington boots with me.When the tide is in people and bears can cross using this strange boat with wheels which is called an amphicraft.The St Aubyn Family have lived on St Michael’s Mount since the 17th Century, though in 1954, the 3rd Baron St Levan gave most of St Michael’s Mount to the National Trust though they kept a 999 year lease (which is a very long time) to live in the castle and manage public viewing of the historic rooms (source Wikipedia). National Trust members and their bears can visit for free as long as they show their membership cards….As we climbed up to the castle I stopped to have a little rest then Karen pointed out to me that I was right next to The Giant’s Well. I didn’t stay there long.I climbed up into a little window in a wall that I thought might make a good place to hide from giants.Further on I came across some battlements with a row of cannons. After clambering up onto one I could see a lovely view of the sea. Just in front of the castle I paused to take a ‘selfie’.It was a long tiring trek to the front door. I was rather hesistant entering as just inside the door there was a bear much bigger than me with very big teeth. The views from inside are amazing. I was jolly pleased that my human had put her coat in the bear carrier which turned it into a pillow to stand on.In one of the rooms I spotted a rather grumpy looking dog.On the roof terrace there was a very old thermometer which was a tad confusing to read as it was in Farenheit instead of Centigrade. In between freezing and temperate seemed about right though!I peered over to have a look at the sea which seemed to make the humans a bit nervous.The gardens looked splendid.Back inside I noticed that the Queen had visited recently. Being a bear I am sometimes able to go places where humans cannot. I had a peak up this very old staircase, but at the top there was a piece of glass and I couldn’t go any further.They are well prepared for any fires that might break out. These buckets were full of sand.On returning to the outside we came across more battlements and smaller cannons. In the past these would have been used to defend the island.All the climbing and walking around made me very hungry. I was very pleased to find a cafe. The Sail Loft make very yummy celeriac soup.