tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45268374363690379402024-03-12T19:35:14.357-07:00Kidder FishingThis is all about my obsession, and those that share it.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger325125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-71567657122598344672022-11-28T20:36:00.000-08:002022-11-28T20:36:14.321-08:00The Way it GoesThe plan was that the four of us would go fishing the day after Thanksgiving, but soon after my family finished our dinner I heard the news that Jeff and Weston had decided to go duck hunting instead. So, Dad and I did the only sensible thing, we went without them. The day started out cold, but Dad found fish right away on his Thin Mint Bugger. I found a couple of smaller fish on a Tim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-27972428999212753402022-10-25T15:22:00.000-07:002022-10-25T15:22:13.771-07:00Spike HuntAfter the first weekend of not even seeing an elk, my expectations were low for our trip, even though we had five days to get after them. My hopes were raised when we showed up in camp and my brother Weston had gotten a cow elk that morning. So we headed out for the evening hunt, but after a few minutes of driving around I was ready to get out and take a walk, Dad and Weston promised to Tim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-49570707701792094792022-09-10T16:13:00.007-07:002022-09-10T16:13:56.855-07:00"We're Doin It!"I spent the end of the Summer chasing fish on still waters. One of those trips was to Southern Utah with my brother Jeff where for whatever reason he kept sayin', "We're doin' it!" Unfortunately, that trip and the one after it (this time with my Dad) produced very few fish and not much of a story. We went, fished hard, and caught very few fish. One of the highlights was finding a lake chuck full Tim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-63654225075637546412022-07-02T14:23:00.000-07:002022-07-02T14:23:43.220-07:00An Epic DayJeff called and wanted to get out and do some fishing and I was more than ready even if it was a weekend. There were people everywhere, but we decided to try and go where we wanted and if it was too busy we had backup plans to float a nearby lake. Luckily, there was only one vehicle at the trailhead, so we loaded up and put some trail behind us before starting to fish. Right away Jeff was into Tim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-788643314832615002022-06-20T08:31:00.001-07:002022-06-20T08:31:18.273-07:00A Fisherman's WordI've been tying a bunch of flies in anticipation of another trip to southern Utah to hit some stillwaters, but when my phone fell out of the car while we were driving it kinda put a snag in my plans. Fortunately, my son Atley is a technowizard and could fix me up with a temporary phone while waiting for a new screen that he would eventually install for me. Jeff still wanted to get out so weTim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-9338797724352831222022-06-13T09:20:00.000-07:002022-06-13T09:20:10.740-07:00The Next FishFor whatever reason, there was an area in the state that I've been wanting to get to for a long time, but it seems like I just can't make it happen. I'm sure it's only because of all the options closer to home that keep me from making the long drive, but this summer Jeff became curious about the same area and convinced me to make the effort. We decided to take our boys, Caden and Luke, with us (Tim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-44142355897358259582022-06-04T12:48:00.001-07:002022-06-04T12:48:28.031-07:00Hoping ForOnce school is out I have a few weeks without work, so my schedule is pretty open. Unfortunately, my wife Deli's schedule isn't. She has to plan for a vacation for quite a while, and she's the type of person that won't take a vacation if it's going to be inconvenient for her coworkers. So we planned on taking a few days and going camping, but we were locked into those days even when the weather Tim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-54983467690342404492022-04-10T16:09:00.000-07:002022-04-10T16:09:15.372-07:00Try, Try AgainAs I've gotten older I've noticed that going alone is starting to lose its appeal, and I'm starting to really search out opportunities to fish with others. Especially if the 'other' is someone like Lane that really knows what he's doing. As usual, we met up before light in a random parking lot and rode the rest of the way together. This time Lane was a little late, so he drove the rest of the wayTim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-76551757930157897522022-03-06T09:44:00.001-08:002022-03-06T09:44:21.502-08:00Back AgainI'm always looking for new places to fish. Sometimes that means heading to a new stream or lake and just trying it out to see what lives there. Other times that means talking with people to see if they'll let a hint drop on where they fish. Usually, people guard their best spots pretty aggressively but if you read between the lines sometimes you can get an idea of where to start looking. Then Kidder Outdoorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06336731190333952929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-7625916674596890222022-02-27T08:57:00.009-08:002022-02-27T09:29:51.094-08:00First of the YearIdeally, the temperature reaches at least 40 degrees or more to give you a shot at a good midge hatch. Even if the hatch doesn't pan out, those kinds of temps would at least keep the ice out of your guides. You really should invite someone to go with you, just to keep you from getting into trouble out there if nothing else. You could always stay home, and that thought has more than crossed your Kidder Outdoorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06336731190333952929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-9843631603636260752022-01-29T09:05:00.001-08:002022-01-29T09:05:51.023-08:00The Off SeasonIn Utah, there is no 'Off Season' or at least no closed season on trout fishing. Certain waters do get closed for parts of the year to protect spawning fish, but there's always somewhere to wet a line if you're feeling the itch and can withstand the cold. That's IF you can withstand the cold and a lot of people I know refuse to get out there and freeze. I can't really blame them, it's not much Tim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-19920454978862854772022-01-02T07:27:00.005-08:002022-01-02T07:27:50.372-08:00Despite the WeatherEver have the feeling that if you didn't move quick you were going to miss out on something? I felt like if I waited to go fishing I'd end up not going and would regret that because a busy January is waiting for me on the other side of the break. Weston and my Dad said they had to wait until later in the week so Jeff and I decided to head out without them. The drive was long and pretty sketchy inTim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-26432995337602431572021-12-18T15:47:00.052-08:002021-12-21T15:38:39.556-08:00Coyote HuntingI'm not sure what it is, but it seems like we all go through phases where we get super obsessed with one thing and that's all we want to do. Right now, Jeff's got the predator hunting bug again so I decided to take a day and go with him. Last time we went we took our boys and despite all the extra movement & noise we still called in a coyote. Unfortunately, I was trying to film the hunt and Tim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-87108296456253768902021-12-11T07:30:00.000-08:002021-12-11T07:30:47.047-08:00ConsistentGoogle photos started showing 'memories' like Facebook, and the morning of our trip I had a memory pop up that one year prior, to the day, is when Lane and I hit the same water that we were supposed to fish. It's pretty weird when you're that consistent without even trying! As I worked with the Summer Marching Band program I watched the clouds gather over the area where we were supposed to be Kidder Outdoorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06336731190333952929noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-85299355005765930552021-12-05T08:20:00.000-08:002021-12-05T08:20:33.587-08:00BrokenI'm always willing to get out and do some fishing, but I'm even more excited when someone else is willing to go with me. With the success I experienced on the dry fly last week (read about that trip HERE) I couldn't help but let Lane know where the fish were looking up. Lane is always the first to switch to a dry fly at the slightest indication that the fish might be willing. We exchanged aTim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-10813013715321559222021-11-28T10:20:00.000-08:002021-11-28T10:20:48.761-08:00Not a RepeatIt's hard not to keep going back to the same places to try and re-create your experiences, but we all know that isn't really how it works. Last week I went to a local stream and had a great time catching some really nice browns on a nymph rig, so this week I went back hoping to have the same type of day. After taking care of a few things around the house (not the big project of finishing the Tim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-74804428423837832572021-11-21T10:34:00.000-08:002021-11-21T10:34:02.322-08:00Playing HookyI haven't written in a while. I know, but to be fair I also haven't been out too much either. The end of the summer was spent in my basement playing sheetrock games (there's a crazy story there, but now's not the time or place) and not out chasing fish. Hunting season came and went with only one close call, but I still suck with a bow and missed an elk at a ridiculously close range. Oh well. WithTim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-41980491982659269922021-07-24T16:32:00.000-07:002021-07-24T16:32:00.780-07:00The Koke KidI've been told by several people now that "boat" stands for "Break Out Another Thousand" (or "Bring Out Another Thousand") and I never would've thought it could be true until I owned a boat of my own. Now it isn't really funny... I've been trying to get the boat set up to do some trolling. I've upgraded the bow mount electric trolling motor and in preparation for this trip I added two downriggersTim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-10465755126978142962021-07-19T08:42:00.000-07:002021-07-19T08:42:10.347-07:00A Good FloatI've been wanting to go fishing with my cousin Garry for a long time, so I reached out to him and planned a day that we could go and float a river. Met up with him at midnight to make the drive out to the green river below flaming gorge, drinking coffee and swapping stories including how this is Garry's new drift boat his previous one had been sunk by his friend. It sounds like the friend was Tim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-68893148155362580412021-07-12T11:51:00.002-07:002021-07-12T11:51:45.286-07:00Reality CheckIt's a tough idea to follow through with, that if you find success you shouldn't try to recreate it again because it almost never works out. But if you knew where a bunch of big fish were hanging out for a while wouldn't you try and go after them again? It makes it even more tempting when you know that this situation doesn't last all year and any day could be the last. Super low, clear water Tim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-10329331278101215822021-06-12T10:21:00.000-07:002021-06-12T10:21:07.717-07:00Caden's CutthroatThere is a list of places that I'd like to fish this year that is much longer than the days (or funds) available. So, despite the great day I had on my last outing, I wasn't too hep on trying to do it again and instead wanted to hit another spot on the list. The area I decided on is a longer drive than most, so I figured it would have to be an overnight trip. Luckily, Caden decided that he wantedTim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-55529929216615630192021-06-05T10:58:00.003-07:002021-06-05T10:58:37.058-07:00Summertime! The first week of summer break! As a teacher, having time off is one of the advantages of my career. Nevermind the fact that it's basically leave without pay with our 9 month contract pay is stretched across the full year, it's time off! As a music teacher that runs a summer band program, my summer isn't completely devoid of work but I still have plenty of time to spend on the water. The first Tim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-65556065988628339922021-05-31T11:39:00.003-07:002021-05-31T11:39:43.126-07:00Turkeys and TroutWe've been really spoiled the past few years with turkey hunting success coming quickly and close experiences happening throughout the season. This year started with my Dad and my brother Jeff drawing out on a limited entry turkey hunt for Southern Utah. The whole idea of a limited entry turkey hunt is ridiculous and I wish Utah would rethink this. There are many options including an archery-onlyTim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-48519295368306258042021-04-18T17:35:00.000-07:002021-04-18T17:35:37.667-07:00Maiden VoyageAnyone that knows me is aware of my fondness for inside jokes. So when we finally were able to buy a boat earlier this year, of course, we'd name it something that wouldn't be funny to anyone but our little family. Caden ultimately came up with the name, but I think we're all in agreement that it's the greatest. Our boat is "The Sea-Liquor". Really excited about the possibilities, and hoping thatTim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4526837436369037940.post-15061854960914925302021-04-07T18:10:00.000-07:002021-04-07T18:10:20.444-07:00Never EnoughI love it when my boys go fishing with me! Unfortunately, I think I pushed them too hard when they were still too young and now my boys don't like to go with me. Either that, or I always want to go too far and stay too long...Atley refused to go with my Dad and brothers on a long trip but promised that he would take me fishing sometime soon. That time came over Spring Break when we had a morning Tim Kidderhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13080177798781990096noreply@blogger.com0