Day 344. There’s a constructed lake near to where I live, called Lake Barrington. People use it for rowing, for boating, for fishing… you get the idea. There’s a very well-developed complex where all the action happens. Today, whilst looking for aforementioned complex, I got a little lost, and ended up at something of a ‘shadow’ village; old, crumbling buildings, condemned steps, and a couple of damaged boat ramps. Funny really, but when I found the ‘proper’ complex, I preferred this one…