For me it was 1983 fishing the Skookumchuck on April 30th (last day of the season). A fellow was fishing below me when a huge steelhead jumped out in the river. I moved upstream and bottom bounced my corky and eggs. One cast it just stopped, I set the hook and thought it was a log because it didn't move. Then I felt the head shakes! Landed the fish - a 16lb. native which for several years was the biggest steelhead that I caught. The big thing I learned is that I had probably hooked (or touched) several steelhead because I had felt the exact same thing before while bottom bouncing. I have been hooked (no pun intended) ever since.