Where did it all begin?

A few months ago I was on one of my favorite rivers here locally in in the southern part of Tennessee called the Duck river. Some locals don't think much of it, but it is only a couple of miles away from my house and it is filled with a variety of different fish but you have to know how to fish it. That hot summer day I pitched my last bass lure for the very last time. The next week I was at a fishing expo and there I saw it a video of Joan Wulff casting a fly rod and it looked like a picture you would only see in a movie with special effects. (More on this veteran of this sport a little later)But in my mind at the time, I asked myself,"fly fishing in the South?" too expensive, too far from Trout, and a sport only for the extremely wealthy. Now I know I was far from the truth. But something inside of me urged me to seek further knowledge of this sport and see where it would lead me. After stopping by a few fly shops, searching the Internet, and talking to a few fly fishing guides, I had a new fly rod combo set which didn't cost me anymore than what I would spend on a regular bait cast rod and reel, so my wife was very happy, and I was as well. But I had a problem I was ready to fish but I couldn't get the line to go anywhere! All I got was a bunch of knots! What was a tippet? What is a leader? This knot that knot! wet fly or dry fly! I was used to grabbing a lure, a minnow, or a worm and I was all set! What in the world have I gotten myself into? I was frustrated and disgusted. I wanted to cast with precision! I wanted to put that fly where I wanted! I wanted to see that mist of water spray from the fly line! But all I got was wind knots and and few plops in the water! What would I do now? give up and go back to my old trusty bait cast rods? Stay tuned to see what I did as a freshman in this fly fishing realm!