March 96 on the Nooch. 14# hatchery hen on a #2 spin glo with eggs, drifting it using a bank sinker. It was my 29th time trying to catch a steelhead. I fished almost every other day the rivers were in shape starting in December of 95, I was just determined to get one. I was checking out books from the library and pestering the old timers around town trying to figure out what to do. Man that was a fun time, since I didn't know how easy it could be I never got frustrated, just kept on keepin' on. Minutes later I landed my second one.