The 1960s we lived in Wiltshire, about 60 miles from the sea, so Saturdays were "get out and play" i.e. round the village, the castle or down to the edge of the New Forest.
Sundays were Church in the morning, and then get out and play in the afternoon.
There was only one car in our street of several hundred houses...
We used to go on holiday somewhere on the south coast from Swanage through to Isle of Wight for a week each summer, It took over two hours just to get to the nearest beach!
In the 70s, my parents, lived in the Outer Hebrides so I was sent to a council school and hostel in Inverness, Holidays were just going home at the end of term. Miles of sandy beaches with no one on them, because if it was not raining or blowing a gale you were being eaten by midges...