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I left the van and skittered down the embankment for a shot of the lake. When I stepped onto the flatter ground, my left foot went straight through, into a hidden pool of wet sludge. Stepping carefully, I made my way around the bog, towards the more solid lakeshore. The ground felt like a rotten rubber skin, easily punctured.