My wife resisted it for a long time. However, she used to play golf with me and we had a blast, until she broke her wrist in a hiking accident. She has a lady friend that fly fishes and so she sprung it on me that she thinks she would like to try it. So, I gave her a little advice on rod weight, waders, boots, layers of clothing, etc.. and then let her pick everything out. I went on these shopping trips with her and it gave us some opportunities to spend more time together talking about the sport. I tried, very hard, to only answer questions, so as not to go overkill on the fishing conversation.
We spent some time in the yard learning to cast. We spent time around the kitchen table learning to tie 3 knots. Perfection Loop, Double Surgeons Knot and the Davy Knot. I felt like that would be enough information to allow her to become independent on the river. I tied up some flies, that I knew would catch fish on the Lower Illinois and began filling her own fly box.
We put all of her new skills to test on Saturday. The cast started out a little rough but got better as the day progressed. The Knot tying skills were mostly forgotten. Setting the hook and landing the fish was a new experience, for her, and a source of unlimited amusement, for me. I think she yanked the teeth out of a few fish with her "Quick Set" method of setting the hook.
Walking around in the water and on land in waders and casting was a little tiring for her. She decided to take a little break and just watch, however, I was able to hookup and land a decent fish and she decided that she'd rested enough.
She, finally, landed a nice fish and as the saying goes, "The Tug is the Drug". She is now an addict. She has already asked me when we can go again. Yes, I am a lucky man!