Once a site for target practice for artillery, the island has become a wildlife refuge with thousands of migratory birds nesting here. No humans are allowed to set foot upon the island as mandated by law, but many still did to bootleg bourbon across the lake. To this day, the lighthouse that still stands is stacked with crates of contraband. Tall hackberry trees create a canopy, and the floor is covered in fern and poison ivy. Due to the flood of birds it has gained a rather unpleasant nickname: Vomit Island.