About 27 degrees (as opposed to the previous week's 40 plus temps), sunny and only a little windy. We decided to return to a little beach we spied briefly during the week and check it out. The wind was so much stronger down on the lake, making actual waves and choppy water. We kept having to move our gear as the waves chased us up the beach! It's such an enormous lake, which makes it easy to forget it's not the ocean. If the air had contained a whiff of salt and the sand had been white we'd have felt like we were back home in Oz.
The beach was littered with debris from yet another storm on Friday night and the water was way too crazy for swimming, not to mention brown and muddy, but Poppet had a great time nonetheless.
Much squealing at the waves and digging of soggy brown holes ensued...
When we'd had enough of the wind we wandered through the park and arrived at an awesome splashpad and playground. Plonking our stuff on the Muskoka chairs kindly provided we had some lunch and did our best to ignore the wasps.
Not sure if I've mentioned the wasps in Toronto. They linger, like flies. One of them took a particular liking to me or my hat or my lunch or something and gave very good chase. Tried to keep my squeals to a minimum, not sure if I succeeded. Nothing like a wasp an inch from your face to put you off your lunch!
A gorgeous place to visit and about a 15 minute drive from our place.
And we were home in time to watch Mr Bean's Holiday and have some pizza on the deck. Husband is just making me a cocktail...
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