Sup Im Flashy Gerald I'm a little canoe. I was designed by a tall brown haired boy. But enough about him. I was launched at Hillsboro Goose river. I was launched with a lot of other canoes but soon that all changed.at first I made new canoe friends sea ExpresssunnyBaitLord TimKing Bob and Cladya. The first hour was easy. But then that all changed. The waves got big the clouds got dark and it started raining little white pebbles. Then the worst thing ever happened. I heard a loud boom and crash followed by a tornado. Another boom and crash is smelt of wood burning.then i heard muffled cries for help it was cladya she had capsized. I steered myself toward her.I couldt stop. I rammed into her but it pushed her over right side up.For The rest of the storm we sailed together. An hour later the storm stopped. Then I saw the other group but I could only see four. But I figured that one of them was just hiding. So we steered over. Where's king bob I asked gone said bait. the mood getting darker. What do you mean He means he got struck by lightning during the storm said lord tim. Are you sure he didn't make it I asked. Ktt yea saw it too even heard the clonk as he sank. The next few days were hard but we made it through. Soon we saw a sign that said now entering pembina. but I did not know that we would be there for years. We all were getting tired so we found a spot right next to the river bank. In the morning we woke up to a big surprise. Snow had fallen and the water was slushy. It was tough but we pushed on. Later on we saw a dam with beavers.We saw a mother beaver give birth to twins while the dad chopped wood.Five hours later we saw a sign Canada five miles away. After that lord tim started to do the normal thing and make fun of us. Soon we neared a muddy place that had barely any water.we tried making it through but we all stuck. Before we knew it months and seasons passed finally me sunny sea express and cladya got dislodged but we had to make a vote to save lord tim or not. The votes were three to one so we left him. like he did to king bob. As we sailed we reached a place called lake Winnipeg. When we reached the river to hudson bay bait got eaten by a catfish we didn't do anything because he had always wanted to be eaten by a catfish. Finally the three of us headed down toward the river while we watched the sunset.