HP Jr. and I decided to hit the duct last night since I had to take the kids back to their Mom's today. One last Father/Son trip before he comes back in a few weeks. :( 1st spot on the backside of the gates, my 3rd cast, whamo! Fish on!! So, I tell HP Jr. to try the backside. As I'm sitting behind him watching, no, not whamo, but bam!!!! We hear the gate motors kick in. Loud as can be. So loud it gave us a good scare. We had a good laugh and decided to head to the 2nd spot. Unfortunately, no luck there! Gates were open, but not a lot. We then decide to head to the 3rd spot with no love. We were ready to head home, but HP Jr. wanted a fish bad so we headed to one last spot. Flow was good, so I let HP jr. fish the heck out of it. He gets struck but fails to hook him. After that he tried and tried but just couldn't find a jailbird. Man, I wish he would have hooked mine, cause I know he wanted to hook one bad. Hopefully, the next trip he'll hook 1,2,3, or more! Conditions were tough but we managed one. He was still happy that one of us landed one. 3.14 lbs on my new digital scale. (Xmas Present) Later dudes.