Took a friend from work out this evening. Caught 12 between 6 and 8 PM. All nice ones. He was beside himself. When I picked him up at the boat ramp, he was talking about getting a boat sometime in the next year. After fish number 3, he declared that he was buying a boat this weekend. Bad news! My Auto Pilot trolling motor lost its mind. Wouldn't stay on course and kept spinning back and forth. I'm just sick about that. It was back to fighting the trolling motor to stay on course again. Rats. Mike.