My canoes name is Frank McBlueberry. I chose this name because I like it and think it is unique. I threw him in the Red River in East Grand Forks Minnesota. I really want Frank to get to the Atlantic Ocean. When he started his beautiful journey he saw beautiful pine trees and squirrels gathering nuts All of the sudden it got really windy. It was a hurricane He could barely see After about 45 minutes the hurricane was finally over but Frank was stuck in sand. What was he going to do He saw something something white and brown. It was a bulldog chewing on a dog bone. The bulldog came over smelled him and chewed on him. Frank looked around. He was at a camp. The bulldog put him in the water. Frank was in some kind of a pond. He saw another canoe. It was very sunny so sunny that some of Franks paint was melting off. He saw a little boy coming toward him. He was holding a net and a bucket of water. The net dropped into the pond and there was a tiny little fish in it. The boy dropped the small fish in the bucket of water then he noticed Frank. He picked him up ran to his dad and said Daddy I found a boat can we keep it The dad looked at the boy then Frank. Lets repaint it then well see. Ok Fine said the boy in a whiny voice. They painted him a navy blue and threw him back in the water. Frank saw a coyote chasing a deer. A few days later Frank was in the Hudson Bay Frank made it to the Hudson Bay. He had an amazing adventure I hope this outstanding journey continues.