Welcome to the "Trout Tribe", your fellow tribe members are easy to spot, we are always soggy, and scraped up but griinning like loons when we are spoted in the wild. We smell of 3 days past gone peanut butter and jelly sandwhichs and out of date granola bars. You can always spot one in the store, when they reach for change they always have 3 inch pieces of tippet mixed in with coins and a copper john with no wire they are saving for some obscure reason. If you take a ride from one of your fellow members, always feel the seat cushion, you are liable to scream out in pain with a #14 pheasant tail in your bum, while they scream "I knnew I didn't lose it"!
On a serious note, I suggest finding your local Trout Unlimited chapter, they are filled with great people (and they will always remind you if you forget it), who share the passion and doing what we can to pass it on. LRO and the Orvis store here are the same way, and are all great folks to know.
Good Luck and most of all have fun, it's a sport not a job!