First steelhead was on the Lyre in the late 70s. The week before I had, temporarily, hooked a male. He stuck his head out of the water and spit the hook back at me. The one I got was in a pool below a big logjam. Took the cookie and yarn and ran a round the pool a bunch. That river (used) to put out lots of fish and was very accessible. Coworker lost 10 on the last day of the season (Feb 28) before finally bringing one to the beach.