I can still remember my first, Green River about 1974. Back in those days it was nothing for kids to leave their parents sight, just be home when the street lights come on. My mom dropped my friend and I off at the Soos Creek mouth and said she would be back before dark. We were 10 and 11, had our trout rods, a jar each of Pautzke Balls O' Fire green label and 90* summer weather. Two young boys couldn't be more in heaven.
We caught trout after trout, even back then practicing catch and release, even though we had no idea there was such a thing, we just didn't want to pack them around all day.

We worked our way up river casting into every little ripple, having a blast when we got to a deep hole with about 10 "serious" fisherman, all decked out with all the gear, you know the type

Anyway, there was no room for a couple punk kids trout fishing so we walked by them and up a little further.
Towards the end of the day, and way low on Balls O' Fire, we headed back to the parking lot but came to the head of that deep hole first. We made a cast and started walking down river, todays side drifting except we were walking, not in a boat

All of a sudden my rod jerked and I thought I was hung up. I pulled back but got that wonderful side to side head shake only a steelheader knows. The "serious" guys said "oh the kids got a sucker" but then they saw it roll. All of a sudden all hell broke lose, I was getting coached from all directions, "keep the rod tip up, don't pull too hard, let him run" all the usual. A guy grabbed a net and with my little closed face reel, 5 foot trout rod with 4# test line and one of those old school single egg hooks, I landed that mid teens ironhead. The hook was right on the end of the upper lip and the guys couldn't believe it. My friend and I took that fish down river to the parking lot to meet mom, who asked where we planned on putting "that thing" because it wasnt going in the car

I rolled it up in my t-shirt and put it in the trunk. Of course dad was all excited, chest all puffed up, his little boy had caught a steelhead. Pretty funny thinking back now.
So yes I agree with you guys, I have caught hundreds myself, and even bought a big boat that was mainly purchased for steelheading, but I still remember that first one like it was yesterday
