We had a couple of acres on a Lake in Maine. My Dad bought it in the mid 70s and gave it to us when it looked like I was going to be transferred to work in Boston. It had lake access and an old barn board cabin with a metal roof and front porch. It had electric, propane for cooking and heating and the drinking water came from a natural artesian spring. No more than a few dozen cabins around a 4500 acre natural lake with a depth of 121'. Mail is delivered by boat. I spent several Summers up there as a kid and loved it.