I want my canoe to reach the Hudson Bay. On the way, it will encounter a mother its baby otter. I think it will also see snowshoe hares, wolves, and some elk. The temperature is getting colder and I think winter is near. As it continues its journey my canoe gets stuck on the ice as the river is starting to freeze. I canՉt wait to see the pretty flowers, trees and grasses as soon as spring shows its face again. Many months have gone by and I am not quite sure where I am, but the ice is starting to melt and I can feel the current below me. Time to start up again and make my way to the bay.