I am by no means an expert fly fisherman (this is year 4 for me), but what I can share is my experience with dry flies. My first year of fly fishing was quite fustrating......I caught more trees, grass and flowers then trout.
Presentation is as immportant as the fly itself......case in point:
This week I was fishing near Caledonia (SE Minnesota) and there was an evening blue wing olive hatch. I threw my BWO over and over with no luck and then I remembered reading in one of my trout books about watching the activity closley. I stopped fishing and sat on the bank trying to figure it out. What I saw was BWO's "bouncing" off the water. I changed to a lighter tippet (6x) and let the fly drift then instead of picking it off the water for the next cast I bounced it and viola! Fish! Also look close at where the fish are taking the flies. For example.....somtimes the hatch is cominng off near the shoreline not in the middle.
The beauty of dry fly fishing is spending time reading the water, the fish and the bugs or lackthereof and trying to come up with the right game plan. My enjoyment comes from figuring it out not necessarily from the amount of fish I catch.
Slow down and have fun and don't be afraid to try different techniques. There is not one technique that works all the time. Its a live and learn when it comes to fly fishing.
Goood Luck!
I took took up fly fishing later in life (when I was 38). I have been trout fishing for 14+ years, but nearly all of it with a spinning reel and worm. I had tons of fun over the years and I consistently caught fish in the 12" + category. That was lots of fun, but I was ready for a challenge. At 38years old I tried to fly fish, but got fustrated watching my buddies reel in the bigger trout while I untangled my line.
Now at 41 years old I have found my rhythm and now the fun is not in catching "lots" of big fish (the destination), but in the journey itself. I take the time to stop now and take in the beauty of the place and moment I am in.
I won't lie to you......my buddies can still reel in the bigger fish with bait (overall), but they always end up watching me....intrigued by the art of fly fishing. In fact, there have been many tiimes that no trout would even look at their worm so they sat on the bank and watched while I was having a blast reeling in one after another as a hatch was coming off a riffle. Gotta love those pay back moments! LOL!