Alongside, below the Millsburg Railway ran the Tuzan River, you could say it was the natural boundary between Millsburg and Havensview; it was actually more of a stream that thought it was river. From the height at which the hawks fly, Tuzan must seem to disappear and reappear at irregular intervals.

At least we could brag to other towns that we have a river, and we have our “own three gorges” [like in china], through which ran our mighty Tuzan river. Okay so that was way too much of a stretch, on both accounts. Our valley was nevertheless still breath taking.