Today they were hitting the trailing fly. I thought of it more as a swinging fly, something the steelhead hit as it came to the end of the swing. Today hookups to the little fly came during the dead-drift. I could even feel the Rogue River cutthroat trout’s nibbling bite to it. The steelhead paused the downstream travel of the fly line and leader connection. I took out the slack, and a good fish was on with the fly solid in the corner of the jaw.