Well, Ol Dillon and I decided to try out the Old West Frankfort lake because some of the people who fish it said they had been having decent luck on it, so....what the heck. We set sail at about 6am and I had 2 in the boat right off the bat. Then all at once you hear a distant thunder.....I figure who cares we might get a little wet but oh well. At about that time Dillon's drag starts screaming, he starts to reel in whatever was on the other end with very little luck, it just keeps running. Finally after about 5 minutes his line snaps, poor kid. So needless to say we will be trying the old lake again, most likely when weather forecast is a little better.