Van_Cleaver
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Visited my mother near Kimberton ended up on French Creek. Had planned to drive to the Tully but not only was French way closer (5 min.) I knew it would be less crowded. I hit three spots and didn't see another angler. That said it wasn't loaded with trout; at least where I was. Fished from a little after noon to 4:30; sunny and a brisk wind at times. Water low and clear; 62. Started along Pughtown but didn't move a fish despite covering the two best runs. Hit my favorite "sleeper" spot and got a 13" bow on the first drift. Moved my truck to another spot and hiked quite a ways and only rolled one fish near the bridge. Planned to fish down to the Fly stretch but there were fresh posted signs on the horse trail, so I turned and walked back to the truck; it was baking hot and I needed water. Decided to try below Rapps Dam Covered Bridge where I had fished with both my late brothers. Most of the "runs" were non existent but found one nice one and realized I had last fished it a few years ago with Mark who passed this winter. I landed four trout, a couple chubs and smallies, and dumped a trout when I lost focus watching a pair of wood ducks sail by. Anyway more walking than fishing but it was a relaxing yet spiritual trip.
