Transferred my bad luck to my buddy Dennis today. This time we took his boat, which took an hour and three batteries to start ( after removing ice from the plug wires). Then the smog around the motor made my eyes water so bad I couldn't feel the thump. Trolling motor was the next to go and ran for about 20 seconds before retiring for the day. With three locators on the boat the one we were relying on had the transducer at such an angle that it seemed like the brush was sneaking away from us all day. ( I finally figured that one out) At the end of the day my friend decided to give away my dinner ( three 13" crappie) to some guys fishing on the slimy side so they could use em for bait ( which was blasphemy pure and simple) so Divine Retribution came swiftly when he wrecked his stainless prop on the rocks leaving the slimers. Yeah we caught a few but I'm pretty sure Dennis didn't think it was worth it. I enjoyed it though. Now he finally has to put his boat in the shop and get it ready for the spawn in Arkansas!