Skeptical Steelheading
THIS STORY ISN’T UNIQUE, except that it’s mine. Picture the Olympic Peninsula in all its storied history. Rain. Cold. A father and son with no prior steelhead experience, and a guide who is careful to set reasonably low expectations. A raft, rugged from past trips, equipped with standard-issue Yeti. Hand-warmers and knit caps and still the kind of cold that stays with you for days.
As with
