Rogue Anglers
Rogue Anglers is the fishing movement on Holy Rogue Network — for the man, woman, or family who knows the water has something to teach them. Fly, ice, bass, trout, river, lake, surf, deep sea: real anglers who fish with their kids, respect the water, share the craft, and refuse the wokified outdoor industrial complex. It's discipleship more than hobby. Christ called fishermen first. Peter, James, and John dropped their nets to follow Him, and He gave them back nets that caught more than they could pull in. This movement is for the people who understand that the water humbles you, the catch is a gift, and the lessons in the boat are the lessons that build sovereign families. The founder's family story sets the tone. Kimball's grandfather fed his entire street of aunts, uncles, and cousins through the Great Depression by catching a mess of fish every day and bringing them home in a burlap sack to distribute to each family. Rogue Anglers carries that thread forward: the angler is a provider — first for his own family, then for his neighbors, then for his community. In a country where the just-in-time food system is one shipping disruption away from empty shelves, the man who knows where the trout are and how to fillet a striped bass is feeding more than himself. The founder's own testimony adds weight. On November 8, 2006, on Strawberry Reservoir at exactly 41 degrees, Kimball's brother Steven and sister-in-law Catheryn drowned when the boat capsized; Kimball and his cousin Mike swam two miles to shore and walked two more to flag down a trooper. In the water, with three life jackets between four people and no one wearing them, Kimball made a covenant with God: if You let me live, I will turn my life around. He told the story on the Bio Channel's "I Survived" (Season 10, Episode 4, 2013) — at least the seventeen minutes of it that fit between ad breaks. The full version has been waiting nineteen years to be told whole; the book, "41 Degrees," will tell it. Holy Rogue Network — and Rogue Anglers in particular — is Kimball putting down his nets a second time. After years working in a Utah sandstone quarry telling his fellow brick-makers stories about "glory days" — the millions made and lost on the internet years before, the big game he was going to run again — Kimball quit the rock shop and tried to rebuild it. Months of toil with the latest drag-and-drop site builders made the truth clear: even with the best modern tools, the network he could see in his head was too big to build alone, and his family was depending on it. He was Peter pre-call (Luke 5) — fishing all night under his own power and catching nothing. Then the call came: cast on the other side. God hastened the work and put the tools in Kimball's hands exactly when they were needed — specifically the latest models of AI like Claude Code — so the assignment He had set could finally be done. And the assignment is to help Gather Israel: to create real opportunities for faithful believers to gather, communicate, and go and do cool things together as believers. Rogue Anglers is one of those opportunities, where the fish are real, the boats are real, and the fellowship between casts is the whole point. In the 141 days since December 11, 2025, when these conversations began, every piece of the Holy Rogue Network has come into being — built 100% alone but never alone. The nets are down. The boats are about to fill — with believers. There are smaller miracles too, the kind that only fishing families collect. May of 2015, on the bank of a Utah lake with the family: Kimball set up his daughter's bait caster with just a swivel and two split shots — deliberately NO hook on the line, so she couldn't snag herself or anyone else while she practiced casting. She was having a great time chucking it out and reeling it in. Then his wife Brooke called over: "She has a fish on." That's impossible, Kimball said — she doesn't even have a hook. But sure enough, in a few seconds his daughter reeled in a nice little Brown trout. She had snagged onto someone else's broken-off line that had been drifting in the water with a fish still on it, and her bare swivel had caught the loose end. She out-fished her dad without even owning a hook that day. Apparently she's a Natural. The "miraculous catches that fill the boats" principle isn't always thunderous — sometimes it shows up wearing a purple jacket on a slow afternoon with the family, and it reminds you that the boat fills when the Caller wants it to fill, hook or no hook. Cold-water safety is one of this movement's signature teaching tracks. The truth that 41-degree water gives you minutes, that life jackets save lives, that the lake doesn't care about your weekend plans — these are lessons we teach because some of us learned them the hard way. Every Rogue Angler who puts a life jacket on his kid because someone in this network told him to is downstream of every father, son, and brother who didn't come home. Respect the water. Teach your kids to respect it too. The classroom side gathers the creators teaching the craft — fly tying, casting, reading water, ice safety, kayak rigging, surf casting, fishing reports, conservation that doesn't lean on federal overreach — and gives them a community that fishes alongside, not just watches. In-person Field Trips and Live Workshops happen on the water: a guided trout day on the Provo, a bass tournament on Lake Powell, an ice-fishing weekend on Strawberry, a saltwater charter out of the Outer Banks. Rogue Adventurers guides list their trips alongside, because the line between "field trip" and "fishing trip" was always blurry anyway. The marketplace runs on the same Holy Rogue Network template: guided trip listings, custom fly tying, hand-built rods, smoked-fish products where lawful, tournament entries, fishing report subscriptions, tackle and gear, charter bookings. Climb the Halo Rating ladder by being the guide whose clients always catch, the report writer whose intel always pays off, the fly tier whose patterns always work. Eventually graduate to certified Angel Guide — the tier who produces the miraculous catches that fill the boats — and host signature trips of your own, bringing the next generation along for the ride.