When I was a kid, growing up in Sacramento, California, my father often took me on backpacking trips into the coast mountains of Northern California. We usually went to Bear Wallow Creek, where his father took him when he was a young boy. Bear Wallow Creek flowed into Stony Creek, which flowed into the Sacramento River. I fished with a spinning rod, and used natural bait. I would turn over rocks at the edge of the stream to find hellgrammite nymphs, which would eventually turn into Dobson flies. I also caught stonefly nymphs. Both nymphs were deadly on Rainbow Trout. If I didn’t catch anything by the third cast, it was time to move on to the next pool. As I grew older, and took some of my friends to Bear Wallow, one of them, a fly fisher guy, ridiculed me for being a “meat” fisherman. But I caught fish, and he didn’t. He was still ridiculing me while dining on my catch. While fishing on lakes in The Sierras of northern California, I would chase down grasshoppers.. They were effective as bait, but much less so than hellgrammite nymphs.
When I started canoeing in northern Canada, I tried to pack light. I take three Mepps spinners, two gold, one silver. I have caught pike, lake trout and grayling with these spinners. Usually fairly easily. But then again I have caught grayling with a bare hook. Reading this thread, it seems there are many ways to skin a cat, as well as many ways to catch a fish. I don’t know anyone who has ever skinned a cat.