Had an awesomely fantastic day swinging flies on a river in the Oregon Coast Range for wild winter steelhead.
Ok. I confess. I did cheat and spent the last 30 minutes dredging a run with a god awful rubber legged nymph and egg fly combo.
Didn't get so much as a bump or even see a steelhead all day. But, if you count the success of a trip by how fish you catch, you're fishing for all the wrong reasons.