Donald cheerfully sets up his umbrella etcetera for a day at the beach, but so did a mischievously lazy bee, who doesn't accept his actions inadvertently mess up the bee's spot. Once Donald is in the water in an inflatable raft, the irate insect uses its angle to sting not the duck, but the dingy, more often then Donald has fingers and toes to stuff in the holes, next makes sure to attract the 'gastronomical' attention of a whole band of sharks: duck hunting season at sea is open. Donald uses all the resourcefulness of desperation, and his only weapon, the beach umbrella...
