Well, after a couple of unproductive days on the river, I set out with one goal in mind...catch my first summer steelhead. I hiked around on the bank and unfortunately found a nest of hornets or yellowjackets that didn't like me there. After being stung 4 times, I managed to run away into the river. Those darn things followed me for 100 feet. Thank God I had a jacket, hat, and waders on. I licked my wounds and then decided that today was going to be my lucky day. Indeed it was, caught my first summer steelhead ever. A keeper too! Bright 30 inches and put up a good fight. I had another one on the other day that gave me the best fish fight thus far. It zipped upstream and took out 50 feet of line before I realized I had it on. Then it dove to the bottom and flew to the top and jumped no lie 5 feet in the air, dancing and shaking its head. It ended up jumping two more times before finally it spit the hook. How does one keep tension on the fish when they fight like that? Something for me to learn this summer I think. I was by myself so I had to settle for pictures at my house. One of the ventral fins was clipped too. Why????