Her wreck still lies 530 feet down, split cleanly in two, preserved by water so cold the railings and paint look almost the exact same as they did in 1975.
And every November, Lake Superior still reminds you that she'll take what she wants.
The Fitz went down in a brutal November gale, so I made a gale warning garter featuring the same red pennant that would’ve been flying the day she went down.
Hi, I’m Ava. I dress up in outfits of questionable propriety and post the results here. If you’re wondering what I can’t risk posting here, it’s in my link.