After runnin to within 6 or 7 miles of keaton and still no sign of the water clearin up, I started thinking that it would be less than ideal to get caught way over here if it starts to get rough. At that point I just cut a big U-turn and started headin back. I made it back to rock island and decided it was time to fish, since I had already killed over an hour and a half a tank of gas.
Well to make a long story short, the reason that I didn't miss a fish all day was on account of me not actually having a bite all day. I think that this is the first time I have had a "perfect skunk" and hopefully it will be the last.
Anyhow, the boat made it back in with no more sputterin, and so I guess "nothing lost nothing gained" will be my motto for the rest of the day.

Fish Masterson
P.S. If any of you feel sorry for me and want to give me a few pointers, I'm all ears