My first hooked steelhead, came from behind some submerged boulders to grab a spinner. All I saw was a flash of silver, and that pull, the sreaming of the reel.....You know what I did, I just stood there, in disbelief...I couldn't believe that something could fight like that, My heart pounded.....But I just stood there! It came off the spinner, and I have been hooked ever since. Winter, summer, always in pursuit.