Two Octobers ago I went over to a conference in Spokane. Ducked out early on the last day and followed Hwy 2 west to the Methow, because I'd heard steelhead were being caught. Not really very confident because I'd never fished there before, I was swinging a green-butt skunk at the low end of a likely-looking pool and my fly stopped. There she was. Beauty smallish native steelhead hen. I released it and blissed out in the car all the way over Washington Pass and back to Bellingham feeling lucky.