My canoe journey begins in the Middle Rivier in spring. After a while he will make it to the Snake River after seeing exactly twelve moose. After a long journey it turns into summer and he sees a lot of pollution. He finally made it to the Red River. A guy named Jim picked him up and threw him back into the water. He was upside down now. He floated for a while then a strong current flipped him back up. Now he was in Lake Winnipeg. He floats for another mile and encounters a beaver dam. He ran into it and a few sticks fell off. After another hour of waiting a cargo ship and runs over the dam. A few days go by and he makes it to the Nelson River. He flows a long way until it comes to an opening. He made it to the Hudson Bay where he saw a bunch of boats and fish. Then a fisherman rowed his boat over and picked him up. When the fisherman picked him up he read where it came from. You came a long way pal and threw him back in. He floated for another fifteen hours and made it to the Labrador Sea. He got tangled in seaweed but the boats waves untangled him. It took him a whole year to make it passed the sea but he finally made it to the Atlantic Ocean. He traveled hundreds of miles but he finally made it. He saw a lot less ships and land. The waves were bigger. His paint was waring off. He was going north for a long time then the waves pushed him south. He traveled for three entire years and then he saw an island. The waves were getting even bigger now. A giant wave came and swallowed him and a rock broke the wood in half. He sank to the bottom of the ocean in 2031 on March 18th at 221 PM.