For those of you curious about how exactly one "goes to the beach" in Canada, here are some action shots from Lake Huron:
You ride in a golf cart down the bluff from the cottage to the shore. You could walk of course, but then you would also have to walk back UP, which might constitute exercise and is not part of a vacation.
You perform water dances similar to those of the Little Mermaid. Maybe several hundred water dances, all of which require an audience.
You gnaw on a plastic shovel for upwards of an hour.
You make sure to bring along a beautiful grandma who also cooks and babysits teething infants.
You enjoy the solitude.
You sit in a chair and read.
You wear proper sun protection.
You play in the clear, shallow water for as long as the grown ups will let you. (And I mean VERY shallow. It's the longest sand bar I've ever seen. To give you some perspective, we were probably a hundred feet out at least and Jim and I were on our knees in this picture.)