So the fishing sucked for the most part. I really do not know Rend well enough at all to hone in on spots and the 'fishfinder' is so poor it has problems even determining water depth. But this is my story.... My father and I went out in the lake with the boat. We deployed some stationary jugs and were about to go drifting for cats. I realized that my tackle box was missing, as was my fathers. Upon further inspection, so was my black and blue custom rod and reel. We were robbed over night. Oh now Sunday morning fishing just turned to crap and lost about $500 worth of gear. We pulled the boat out and began to drive around looking at campsites near us. We checked on what kind of folks were around and everything... well there was one site where a bunch of teens and younger adults were. They were partying hard all night long. Well, they were already beginning to pack it up to go home. When we drove by, I noticed they were looking to the bed of the truck. There were about 10 people and 7 cars in this one little camping site at Wayne Fitz. We couldn't see anything when we drove by the first time, so we parked out van adn boat and went into our camper to watch them. They continued to watch our camp ground heavily until something snapped in me and I get very angry. I stormed out of the camper and just walked up to them and asked if they know if anyone was around my boat late last night. They said no, they went to bed early. SO I walked right up to their truck adn looked in the bed, sure enough, I saw about a foot of my black adn blue rod sticking out. They tried to cover it with blankets and things. So I lost it and threw all their crap to reveal my rod. I grabbed my rod and said a few profanities and I was ready to fight. I was demanding to know if they knew nothing why was my rod in their truck. By this time, my dad came running because he saw abunch of the kid's buddies coming out of the woodwork towards me.. more than likely ready to jump me as I was getting ready to remove this thief and teach him a lesson. I started to demand where my tackle boxes were... and he said he did not know. I told him he has one more chance before I make him tell me where my tackle is. He went to the cab of his truck and pulled out 3 tackle boxes. One was my fathers, one was mine, and one was someone elses who they ripped off. I took them all and got ahold of the park ranger, who then radioed in for Sheriff dept. The game wardens were not responding to the radio for some reason. Long story short now.... 2 sherriff's arrived. The kid who I was after had no driver's license because it was held up in courts apparently in St Clair. His buddy had a warrant for his arrest in Peoria. Uncovered a lot more stolen gear.... One whole truck trunk that is in the back agaisnt the cab was removed from one guy. It contained about 800 bucks worth of hunting camoflage gear and high powered binoculars, a battery charger, 2 vehicles syphoned dry of gas, a gas can, 2 bass rods, 1 catfish rod, 3 tackle boxes, and some other minor things. It came out to be about $2100 estimated value these kids stole from 4 different campsites. One of the people that the kid stole from was the kid's PAROLE OFFICER. Needless to say... some extra phone calls were made and the kid did not enjoy his time in jail. oooh: So.. even though 99% of the time noone messes with yiour stuff... be sure to lock it up and put your equipment away. Not always is gear found and criminals caught.. this time I was lucky.