There is no such thing as a steelhead. It is a myth, foisted upon an unsuspecting public by a diabolic evil genius, designed to syphon off all constructive energy of those affected by the malady with a belief in this mythical creature. Similar to dragons in the middle ages. My advice to you is to give me all of your steelhead flies and equipment and I will dispose of them in a proper manner. There is a secret way to do this and if not followed, a curse will prevail upon you, and your lines will become slack.