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April 26, 2004 • Barb Peterson • Archives

Editor’s Note: After compiling some of the best fish stories from our female fishing fans over the last month or so, FLWOutdoors.com is finally ready to share them with the public. For the next several weeks, we’ll feature a different submission every week, with articles being posted on Mondays. To be sure, the stories submitted by our readers have been most impressive as well – ranging from the truly humorous to the utterly heartbreaking. We hope you’ll enjoy them as much as we did. And hopefully, as more and more women get involved in the wonderful sport of fishing, we’ll get to read and hear about many more stories from our female fans in the future. Enjoy.

Barb Peterson

Sioux Falls, S.D.

The couple that fishes together …

My name is Barb Peterson, and I’m from Sioux Falls, S.D. My partner’s name is Bob Souter, also from Sioux Falls. We were pre-fishing for the Montana Governors Cup. We had a beautiful hot summer day, and, as usual, I took advantage of it and was catching some rays.

After a while I thought I should check my line. I had to pass the tackle box on my way, and, as I did, a very sharp treble hook caught my leg. They were left on top of the tackle box by my partner after he tested them. The pain was so bad that I sank into my chair. Bob tried to pull them out to no avail.

During this turmoil the boat was running on slow idle and we were still trolling. Bob noticed one of the poles going down with what seemed to be a large fish; we let it drag for a while so we could decide what to do with me. Then our other line went back with another large fish, so Bob and I decided to cut the hook and release the pressure on my leg.

Bob reeled in the first fish by himself, and I helped with the second. Then he took the hook out of my leg with a needle-nose pliers and a strip of fire line that he used to back it out. But while we were doing this, our other line went down with yet another large fish.

So, when this was all over and done, we had three 8- to 10-pound walleyes in the boat, and the 10-pounder was one of my personal bests. The spot also kept producing on the first day of the tournament.

I always enjoy the competition and the fun people I meet; I also enjoy being able to share this with my life partner. We have been fishing tournaments for about 10 years and enjoy every minute of it.