A Walk on the Beach

We went for a walk on the front in Grand Bend today.  The views were fab so I'm going to inundate you with photos, at least you won't have to listen to me wittering on.  This is the beach from the viewing platform, all those little people were having a game of football, brrr.

This is looking the other way, that white stuff is where the lake should be.

Here's the pier.

It was enclosed by pack ice.

Despite their best efforts the children did not fall in.

Jacob and Rose found a 'volcano', guess what happens next...

The magma chamber was very deep and Rose had to be rescued.

It was very, very cold but Rose could not understand why the splash pad was not working.  Jacob told her it would be too cold in her bathing suit so she said she'd wear her tankini instead.  The obvious answer.  When we got back to the car I got an overwhelming urge to eat proper, greasy, English fish and chips with too much salt out of folded newspaper.  I think it must have been triggered by the idea of swim suits on the beach in sub zero temperatures reminding me of Scarborough (the English one) at the height of the summer season.