If my only option were to fish just for hatchery winter steelhead, it would be a half hearted fishing experience, confined more to terminal fisheries and concerns about limits of fish than the fish itself. I fish wild steel for the following:

Experience, anticipation, escape and the little bit of mystery associated with it all. As well as this-
“…to wade and cast, wade and cast for hours or even days on end without so much as the sign of even a single fish-and then to experience the explosive, helpless, breath-robbing excitement that comes in the split second when a steelhead finally does take with a strike that shakes your arms all the way to their sockets, to see the unforgettable sight of the fish's first cart wheeling leap, its sides flashing with a brighter light than day.
All these things, and more, are part of the steelhead tradition. Long may it continue.” –Steve Raymond, Steelhead Country (1991)