About 2000 years ago, I read an an article in the PA Angler magazine titled, "My Dyberry" (attached below).
As a clueless, suburban former Philadelphia angler, I was memorized with this story and thoughts of "far away" and exotic places in PA like the mystical "Dyberry Creek" and I never forgot the article.
Fast forward to the mid 2000's and a now much more worldly & experienced Bamboozle decided to "experience" the Dyberry I read about those many years ago. I emailed the PA Angler & Boater Magazine and asked if they could provide me with a copy of that article. The PFBC obliged and I was super excited to realize my dream and include MY Dyberry in an upcoming Pocono fishing trip...
When we arrived, I dashed upstream to the upper end of Section 03 so I could have as much of the secluded parts of this special stream to fish alone. My two buddies stayed further downstream, right by the Dug Road bridge.
The stream was beautiful and I fished intensely on pretty much ALL of Section 03 of "MY Dyberry...
And got skunked... 😳
To make matters worse, my two buddies who fished right by the Dug Road bridge (where probably most of the stockers were dumped) did great... 😡
I hate the Dyberry Creek...