Dead.

Muddy, but with surprisingly little current. Water temp was 62-64 degrees. Nope, that ain't a misprint and no, it wasn't at the Steam Plant.

Could not buy a bite. One crappie, a few bream. Nothing of any size.

Completely unrelated: I must have the only dog in the state who can spend five hours in a boat, come home, and empty a half gallon water bowl.