French Creek runs right through St. Peter's Village. It dances and cascades over huge rocks and bolders on its downhill journey. For the young and agile, climbing, jumping, scrambling, running and bounding over the rocks is great fun. I did it once and almost crippled myself. If you are up to it and can make it, there is an old fashioned swimming hole where youngsters can still swim and frolic. On hot summer days there is a parade of teenagers past our house on the way to swim. It's a scene that has an almost "Mayberry" quality about it. All that is missing is Opie and his fishing pole!
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