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God.Addtothatthemythictide,whichsendsthesurfspeedingeightmilesinandoutwith
each tide cycle. Long before the causeway was built, when Mont St-Michel was an island,
pilgrims would approach across the mudflat, aware that the tide swept in “at the speed of
a galloping horse” (well, maybe a trotting horse—12 mph, or about 18 feet per second at
top speed).
Quicksand was another peril. A short stroll onto the sticky sand helps you imagine
how easy it would be to get one or both feet stuck as the tide rolled in. The greater danger
for adventurers today is the thoroughly disorienting fog and the fact that the sea can en-
circle unwary hikers. (Bring a mobile phone.) Braving these devilish risks for centuries,
pilgrims kept their eyes on the spire crowned by their protector, St. Michael, and eventu-
ally reached their spiritual goal.
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