Im always hoping to get one of my buddies into the whole steelhead addiction thing. My worst trip ever was when I took a buddy of mine (for his first time) to the Cowlitz last summer. We got luck enough to find a spot on the bank where it was just us. The water was crystal clear and I could see hundreds of steelies milling around on the edge of the current. Needless to say, we fished all day and never touched a fish. The only thing I did that day was tie new leaders. The words "need a new one" will be forever echoing in my mind as the four worst words in the world. Went back the next day all by myself and caught up for lost time..