And then it hits you. This wind is cold. It's coming straight from the south, over all that water, and it's cold. The waves, breaking against the offshore rocks and rolling up onto the sand, look not at all inviting. You shed a moccasin and stick your foot in.
Pain comes quickly.
You can't fool Lake Michigan. The lake knows what season this still is. Now you do, too. Where you walk today, toes deep in soft sand, you might walk next week, knee deep in snow. The Lakeshore area has many roads with views so stunning that newcomers are inclined to slow down and just gaze at the water.