a white bear. He frightened me so much. I ran and waked up my friends. There was a vet among them. He said that the animal was not dangerous because it was a baby-bear. Also he suggested that the bear must had a mother and she could be somewhere around. She could harm people having thought she defends her baby. We packed our things quickly and went forward. He went with us all the way until our next stop. I thought little bear became one of our team and needed a name. After long debates we named him Towell. We decided Towell had lost his mother and we must take care of him. We had to continue our way. Today we had to get to a Browneagle Hill. It was agreed that a helicopter had to wait for us at 11 AM. Unfortunately there was an incident right before our final stop. Towell hurt his paw and could not go on his own. Vet carefully checked the paw. There was a deep cut and the paw was bleeding. He bandaged the cut and we had to carry the little bear on our laps. The bear was quite heavy and we were afraid we could be late. When we came to Browneagle Hill there was no helicopter. We hoped our helicopter did not leave without us. We had to wait about 12 hours. We did not know was it day or night. While waiting we fall asleep. All of a sudden we heard an awful noise. We realised it was a mother bear. She went all the way to find her child. Then it was another noise. We were lucky our helicopter came just in time to save us. Big bear did not come close to us, she waited several metres away. We leaved on helicopter and our little Towell stayed with his mother. All of us remembered this expedition very well. It was a real adventure.