Fly News

Casting back

My memory of Montauk begins before I was born. Men lined shoulder to shoulder, taking their turn casting into the night, my father among them. The Point. Turtle Cove. The …

One big fish

It wasn’t the first time I had seen a large shark but it may have been the first time one saw me. After several hours off Monomoy chasing gannets and …

The fall run

I started fishing Cape Cod in the fall 30 years ago. My father and I had camped – illegally, as it turned out – on a Provincetown beach where he …

Visiting with an old friend on Cape Cod Bay.

Old friends

“.. and there the murderous bluefish, undismayed by imminent death, glares fiercely and snaps his savage jaws to the last.” – Theodore Lyman, Massachusetts Commissioner of Inland Fish and Game …

Fathers and fish

Like the successful release of a hooked fish, time has a way of reviving connections once thought lost. Raf is one of those people I haven’t seen in years but …

Everyone gets a prize

I was never a tournament guy. Don’t get me wrong. I liked the idea and have been in a few; the Cheeky and the now-defunct Harwich Headhunt come to mind. …

Giving thanks

This adventure would not be possible without ongoing advice and support from many. In addition to the invaluable assistance of my family, I’d like to thank the following individuals who …

Welcome

Welcome to Cape Cod on the Fly. My name is Patrick Cassidy. I have been fishing around Cape Cod since my father brought me here nearly 30 years ago to …