Time and place for everything. One time walked into a hole in the late afternoon. A large group was packing up after spending most of the day there - without a bite. Tossed in a pink worm with a bobber and hooked on the first cast.
I was also walking out from the Sandy one day. A guy was standing near the hatchery creek. He told me that he watched two big summer runs come out of the creek and run behind a rock, but that they would not bite anything. He encouraged me to toss a jig behind it. I made one cast and hooked into a beast. I lost it at the bank but still felt pretty bad about it, so I just snipped my line above the bobber, tossed it to him, and continued on out. Another time I hooked 4 or 5 steelhead out a real shallow pocket. Probably hooked them all in less than 15 casts. I wouldn't have believed that they were there, and that there were that many, if it didn't happen The last one was pretty large, so I kept it as my second and pointed out the slot to two guys that had just floated down ( they saw me hook at least 2 and netted the last one). They were drift fishing while I had been using jigs. I hiked back to my car, did a few things, then while driving out I stopped and checked up on them. They were still drift fishing. No bites, but they did say they snagged and released one out of the slot.

I like to catch fish, so, I utilize the best tools I have available.