As Zaph didn't make it to the beach yesterday he was determined that we were going today. Around 11 we walked over to the beach as we were hoping to beat the crowds that normally come to the beach on the August long weekend.

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Zaph dragging Ed towards the beach.

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Made it ---- life is good --- stick in mouth, feet in water

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Extracting the stick from Zaph's mouth.

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I received much ridicule for my "beach attire". Don't most people go to the beach in blue jeans, a fleece and their husband's fleece with the hood up. Didn't get warm until we had walked for awhile away from the beach and the cold wind.

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We were actually surprised by the number of people on the beach as there really was a cold wind. As the day went on we assumed the beach became more crowded as the roads became busier and cars were parked everywhere.

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Seadoos waiting for renters.

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The water seemed a little rough for paddle boarding but this fellow was giving it his best shot. He was dumped a number of times and didn't seem to get very far from shore.

Rob and Ellen have a number of bikes, one of the dating back to Ellen's high school days and another one from their daughter's middle school days (read this as small bike). The four of us managed a nice bike ride around Sauble Beach though only one of us could shift gears and ride up the small hill. After the ride, Ed and Rob started tinkering with bikes --- all four work great now and the small one had it's seat and handle bars raised. I'm still asking the question --- why did they fix the bikes after we rode and not before?

When I got off the bike was riding to walk up the hill I saw a very interesting thing. A snake (and not a very big one) had it's teeth sunk (do snakes have teeth?) into the rear end of a fairly large frog and was dragging it backwards off the road. Poor froggy, think he became the meal of the week for the snake.