Sunday morning, after a nice breakfast of Wheetabix (a breakfast cereal) toast and coffee, Scott and I drove down to St. Michael’s Mount, across the bay from Penzance (fabled land of Pirates… AAarrgh!)
We were lucky to arrive during low tide, so we walked across the causeway to this ancient hilltop monastery, then climbed the hill and toured the facility. Once again, I was somewhat limited to what I could see because of acrophobia! Imagine a huge monastery turned baronial hall situated high up a crag located on an island in the middle of a bay on the Atlantic coast. The walls of the castle were sheer with the cliff walls!
From there, we drove to Penzance where we ate our first Cornish Pasties! That’s pronounced past ey. The a sounds like an a in the word can. Quite tastey! See the picture! Okay, there’s not a picture of a pasty…
After lunch we drove back to St. Ives (after briefly getting lost) for a little bit of shopping. Then, BACK to Penzance to the Merry Maidens, a circle of 19 stones erected by stone age people of England a thousand or more years BC. After exploring these stones, we searched out Carn Euny… for pronunciation, try CAIrn Yoonie. This is a stone age town that saw constant habitation from 500 bc to about 400 ad. That’s longer than Europeans have been in the Americas!
After dinner at the Life Boat Inn in St. Ives, where I had the Steak & Ale Pie with chips (french fries) and Scott had Bangers & Mash, we drove up to a little town called Nancledra to get a sunset shot of St. Michael’s Mount. Unfortunately, the clouds and the sun did not cooperate.
We wrapped up our evening sipping whiskey with our hosts at Chy-An-Creet.
On The Road II 
I’m glad you’re having such a fun trip to England. My mouth is watering at the thought of those genuine Cornish pasties!
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