Hundreds charge in; abruptly halting their advance as they approached knee-high waters.

The waters were shallow, and they were approximately 200 meters from the sandy shore line.

A brisk wind was blowing, and the prospect of advancing another 200 meters to dip their shriveled pink privates in the chill waters had mysteriously lost is appeal.

The wisest among them had come prepared with a stocking cap, and quickly reprioritized their coverage.
Others cupped themselves with frigid digits.

Conversation was sparse, as they headed back to the beach.