Canoe 24RD0845
24RD0845
My canoe will make it all the way to the Atlantic Ocean. I hope it sees the ocean and meets an orca. Along the way my Canoes journey will be glorious.
At first Paddle remained still on top of the sticky mud beds of the river. Small furry rodents scurried past Paddle stopping to sniff him before hurrying on again. The tall grass stretched tall and made it difficult to see Paddle. A few slimy minnows swam nearby. Geese flapped their strong wings up above. Plunk plunk plunk. The small amount of snow that was left on the tree branches melted and dripped onto the mud. Slowly Paddle slid forwards. Some deer passing by stopped to stare at Paddle as he shot forwards into the stream. Splash Like a stone falling into the water Paddle made a huge splash. Minnows and other small fish fled the scene in fear. A gentle breeze carried Paddle down the narrow stream. Little ripples of water came to lap at the side of Paddles boat. Low hanging branches from the trees waved gently in the breeze like a person greeting an old friend. Three tall moose turned their heads to face Paddle. The smallest one snorted and ran off his strong hooves spraying gross sticky mud on Paddle. The mud stuck to Paddle like a warm blanket.
Paddle now covered in mud continued drifting down the stream. He continued onwards for hours and was now floating down the real Boyne River not just the small stream. Two people sat in the same canoe slowly paddling down the stream. Up ahead Paddle could see that the river fed into a massive lake. Before long Paddle had drifted into the lake. A strong gust of wind caused the waves to grow taller. All Paddle could do was continue to float while massive waves just barely missed him. Suddenly a huge wave crashed down on Paddle and shoved him beneath the water. Some seaweed caught on Paddle and held him beneath the waves. Paddle stayed there for a few hours when a large fish came swimming over. It nudged Paddle once twice three times. Finally the fish smacked Paddle hard enough to break the seaweed and he floated to the surface free once more. Paddle continued on for days. Weeks passed. Then one starry night Paddle found himself in a more cold area. A very thin layer of frost was on the trees nearby and they sparkled brightly in the moonlight. Splish splash. The water rocked Paddles boat and nearly tipped him over. More time passed. By now icebergs sat in the water so tall that they seemed to touch the sky. The water was freezing over but Paddle could still find a few places where he could get through.
Suddenly something amazing happened. Something beneath the water crashed into the ice so hard that it seemed like a volcano had erupted under the water. A massive orca burst out crashing down on Paddle with his mouth open. Paddle found himself in the whales mouth. A few more hours passed and the whale gave a strange screech and then a bunch of water suddenly caused Paddle to shoot out of the whales blowhole. The whale had carried Paddle all the way to his destination. Paddle crashed against the water. The moon still shone brightly in the sky illuminating the water. Paddle had done it. He had made it to the Atlantic ocean.
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