Fishin’ in the Rain… at Cold Creek

A healthy 9-inch rainbow trout landed on a custom 8-foot, 5-weight fly rod built by FisherDad.

Due to warm conditions late into the fall of 2016, the stocking of Cold Creek pond was delayed until the last day of November.  Adding insult to injury, early December turned very cold, freezing over the pond sooner than expected.  My last fishing day of 2016 was the 6th of October, so I’ve been patiently waiting for warmer weather to melt off the ice, on Cold Creek and all my other favorite reservoirs. 

Evidence of the wet and cold as seen on my ears and nose.

Temperatures in Vegas these last two weeks were in the 60s, and pushed 70° a few days.  Then yesterday’s weekly fishing report from the Nevada Department of Wildlife stated that the Wayne Kirch waters were fairly clear of ice.  I decided to give Cold Creek a try even though the Spring Mountains were forecast to have rain and even snow at higher elevations.

A wet Cold Creek before the wind and rain enhanced their presence.

I don’t mind fishing in a light rain, and I’ve written before that inclement weather can produce good results if you’re properly dressed for it.  So after I dropped off my daughter at school I drove the 50 miles to the Cold Creek pond.  The entire mountain range, starting at 6,000 feet, was engulfed in low rain clouds.  The light rain picked up a little as I neared the pond, and it was breezy with the occasional 15-to-20 mph gust.  The temperature at Cold Creek was 38° according to the Trout Truck thermometer, so I knew the combination of rain and wind would make it feel like 25°, especially on my exposed face and fingertips (thank goodness for fingerless mittens).  

Another healthy 9-incher with the beaded nymph secured in its lower lip.

The wind was coming from the west, so casting with my back to the wind seemed like a good idea to avoid the cold, wet wind in my face and eyeglasses.  I was wearing new 18-inch rubber boots from LaCrosse combined with my Cabela’s rain resistant jacket and gray Stillwater wool outfitter hat to protect me.  All that got wet was the back of my jeans from my knees to my butt.  I must say, I got wetter than I thought I would. 

I can already tell that this rod is going to be a workhorse in the future.

I took along my 8-foot, 5-weight fly rod.  I thought I’d need the extra push through the wind and the rain, and it turned out I was right.  I tied on a small bead-headed nymph with a wire body and white wings, thinking the white would increase visibility in the murky water due to run-off entering the pond.  Not sure if that was the best choice, but I did hook four trout in 45 minutes, three of which I landed.  All were small, but healthy. 

Just the foothills were visible under the low clouds.

At about that 45-minute mark the wind gusts became more frequent and my fingertips were numb.  I felt like I had accomplished what I set out to do, and despite the rain it was very satisfying to fish in perfect peace and solitude.  Maybe my next trip will be to the Wayne Kirch reservoirs, or maybe Cumins Reservoir. 

Trout released to return to his safe environment… to be caught again perhaps.

This was also the maiden voyage of the Trout Truck’s new Lear bed cap.  It was very convenient to be able to protect and access my fishing accoutrement under the cap, not to mention using the lifted rear window to protect me from the drizzling rain.  And don’t those new FisherDad decals look nice?

Trout Unlimited combined with, plus I included Matthew 4:19.
Okay, so I was somewhat thankful to get out from the cold wind and rain.

Author: FisherDad

I am a Christian who has been married to my wife for over four decades, with six children and four grandchildren so far. I have retired from a string of successful occupations as a certified public accountant, a chief financial officer, and a registered municipal advisor. I have been a fly angler for almost five decades. My one and only article submission was published by Southwest Fly Fishing magazine (now American Fly Fishing). You can learn more about me by clicking on “About” on the top of my blog page.

2 thoughts on “Fishin’ in the Rain… at Cold Creek”

  1. I am a transplant from the pacific NW and have been fly fishing since I was a tot. I love your blog and would love to check out Cold Creek. I've done some investigation on maps and such, but would love to have directions. I am sensitive to the desire to not overshare (I have secret spots all over the western states!). An email to would be amazing. I just got a new three weight for my boy (7) and my daughter (12) has been throwing my 8' 5-6 since she was 8. Thanks again for the inspiration, I love being here in the desert SW, but my soul needs to throw some bugs!

  2. Cold Creek isn't much of a secret anymore, and I suspect this blog contributed to the demise of its serenity at least for So. NV fly fishers. Weekends are a zoo up there, but mid-week in the early mornings are still nice, later afternoons, too. I avoid holiday weekends up there.

    This post has a satellite map that might help: (cut & paste link)

    If you use Google Earth or a GPS, you'll find the pond is at 36°25’39.70” N 115°43’55.81" W

    Basically, head north on US95 to Cold Creek Road (turn off at the High Desert Correctional Facility, i.e., State Prison). The satellite map on the blog shows you how to get to the pond when the pavement ends.

    The better kept Nevada secrets are Wayne Kirch WMA, Illipah Reservoir, and Ruby Lakes NWR. Your children would love to camp out at Cave Lake State Part near Ely NV, or even Spring Valley State Park near Ursine, NV. Southern Utah's "Color Country" is amazing too. You can google all these locations, or use my blog search feature to find stories about them

    Best of luck!

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