scheduled
Derbies
Entry fees, a boundary drawn on the map, your sponsors on it, prizes paid out properly. Ties break on who documented the fish better.
Every fish gets measured off the board, checked against every fish we have ever seen, and signed off — before anybody’s leaderboard moves.
Every dot is a catch claimed today. One of them was actually checked. Weigh-ins kill fish and burn hours; photos prove nothing; leaderboards pay out on stories. That single magenta dot is the entire category we built.
Nothing is checked in order, and nothing has to pass before the next thing runs. The photos, the board, the water, the fisherman’s history and a captain’s eyes are all weighed together into one call — and any one of them can be weak, or missing altogether, without holding up the rest.
— — — magenta ring is the verification threshold. You see which part of a catch is shaky — here the weight, and whether the fish has been seen before — instead of one number that tells you nothing.
Published, and they add up to one. A missing piece counts as neutral rather than zero, so a catch with a bad photo still gets a fair call instead of an automatic no.
Some fishermen film every second. Some send a photo from the camera roll three hours later. Take both — just never pretend they are worth the same.
The full routine. The only one that can stand up as a record.
Three shots and a read straight off the board. Quicker on the water, still fully checked.
Club nights, kids’ events — anywhere a four-step routine would just stop people entering.
Old paper cards and past seasons, typed in by hand. Recorded, never counted for a prize.
No signal on the water is normal. Catches sit sealed on the phone and go up when the truck hits pavement, with the original times intact.
Everyone on the water sees the same thing at once — who is out, where the boats are, and a catch the second it lands.
Fishermen cut their own highlights while the original stays sealed. Verified catches turn into clips worth posting.
The fish is graded before the boat is back at the ramp, and it swims away in the meantime. No livewell, no scale queue, no hauling a dying fish to a stage so somebody can believe you.
Nose to tail off the board. Girth across the shoulders. Weight worked out from the shape of the fish and what that species runs — given as a range, never a number nobody can argue with.
Markings, spots and shape work like a fingerprint. The same trout caught by three different fishermen comes back as the same trout — not just "a trout".
Running a derby on a species we have never seen? Three confirmed catches and we can call it on sight. Nobody waits on us to catch up.
Every catch is checked against every fish that fisherman has sent before, and against the same water and species. Recycled fish and borrowed photos come back flagged — before the cheque is written.
Entry fees, a boundary drawn on the map, your sponsors on it, prizes paid out properly. Ties break on who documented the fish better.
Small divisions of about thirty, with promotion and relegation. A middling fisherman always has somebody he can actually catch.
Everyone is in it automatically. Standings, streaks, slams and a growing list of species caught — something to chase on the days nobody leaves the driveway.
Started from the boat in four taps. Every verified fish counts automatically in whatever he has joined.
Put the measurement, the outline and the near-matches straight over the photo. Every check, flag and captain note is kept — so a protest ends in thirty seconds instead of an argument.
Run it quietly alongside your own captains for a season and compare. When it has earned your trust, switch it on. Until then it changes nothing.
Fishermen earn BAIT building the tackle index — every rod, reel and lure, catalogued by the people who actually use them. Get good at it and your entries go straight in.
Duplicates get caught, there is a daily cap, sloppy entries cost you standing, and anything later found wrong gets taken back. Every movement is on the record.
$20 a season, $60 a year for captains, top-ups, entry fees, sponsors — all settling through one balance, so a fisherman only ever learns one number. Kids are free.
Kala is our own fishing app — live map, verified sessions, streaks, the species list, everything — and it is just one thing built on top of this. If you want a finished app, put your name on Kala and run your first derby this month. If you already have an app your fishermen love, keep it: send us the catches and show our results in your own screens. Nobody ever sees us.
Bring us your format — a national tour, a state creel program, a brand's ambassador series, a 40-boat club circuit, a youth league. We'll walk one of your own fish through the pipeline live, grades on screen, in twenty minutes.