A Hundred and Ten in The Shade at Squaw Creek Reservoir

With the dogs kenneled up, the beer on ice and the tunes playing in the CD player, we were on our way to Squaw Creek Reservoir to do a little fishing and hang out with some good old friends. Little did we realize that by the time we got to our favorite spot, the day and evening would play out just like the John Fogerty song,"A Hundred and Ten in The Shade".



Now I know that you would think it an unwise decision to drive up near the Black Rock Desert and camp ou t - but we thought for sure with the little rise in elevation and the Reservoir known to be windy from noon till early evening, that we would have been just fine. I can tell you that by the time noon hit at Squaw Creek, there was no one to be found on the water, rather everyone was in the water to simply cool down.

The tempature must have been over a hundred degrees and there was absolutely zero wind. Nothing. Nada. Even a few cold beers and a trusty canopy couldn't cool down what turned out to be one of the hottest camping days in my history.



As we watched the time go by and multiple beer cans and beer bottles adding up, we slowly counted the minutes before the sun set behind the northern mountains. Finally, you could actually leave the not so comfortable and minimal shaded area to wonder about in the little less than smoltering heat.

After a few games of 'Washers', a few more beers, and a few BBQ'd burgers it was time to say your prayers and only ask that the next day could be a few degrees cooler.

Oh...and did I mention that since there was no wind, no rain and no anything that there was an overabundance of one thing: Mosquitos. Even after becoming as·phyx·i·ated by large amounts of DEET, I was not so overjoyed to wake up the next morning with multiple skeeter bites in places I couldn't even describe to you online without charging $2.99 a minute.

Waking up scratching and clawing at every little bug bite, with only 3 hours total of sleep... the morning couldn't have come any sooner. Halleluiah.... I would say that our prayers had been answered. There was cloud cover and cool breezes all over the Reservoir.



With the float tubes in the water, our lines in the water and the chance of rain, we were the happiest we had been all weekend.

Sinking line with an olive leech and olive wooly bugger seemed to do the trick and allowed us to have some fun on the water for a few hours. Bait fisherman off-shore seemed to be getting lucky as well catching both Trout and CatFish using Worms and Powerbait.

If you have any hot and humid fishing stories, feel free to send them our way at info@fishthewest.com.

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