|Spring Mountains southeast of Cold Creek Pond|
The weather was perfect, although breezy at times. The temperature was in the high sixties when I parked at the pond around 7:20 AM. The skies were clear, and there was no one in sight. In fact, it was odd that I saw no wildlife or horses on this trip save the one desert cottontail I spotted on the dirt road to the pond. Although the fishing was slow, I really enjoyed the solitude.
|The dirt road leading to the pond|
|Small rainbow trout|
|Flood fissures cutting into earthen dam|
|High water near spillway pipes; note beginning of fissures|