By Keith Stillabower
Last wednesday we scheduled our "Deep" dive for our AOW class. There were 5 of us including the instructor, and we left the dive shop for the site at about 10:00 AM. The day was shaping up to be one of those rare, beautiful days we sometimes get in the fall up here, and I was really looking forward to this dive. We drove about 2 hrs. along the north shore of Lake Superior through the high, rolling hills, occasionally catching glimpses of the lake, but mostly, just being impressed with the fall colors. The hills had been painted bright orange and red and yellow, as they always do in the fall, but some years I just don't seem to notice like I did that day. Upon ariving at the dive site (Pt. Murmainsk (sp?)) we unpacked our gear and walked down to the shore to check the conditions. It was beautiful, words fail me. Superior was calm to the horizon, the sun was shining off the small wavelets, and the hills, in their fall colors framed the picture off to the right. (As I looked out over the lake I was sobered (just for a moment) with the thought that the Edmund Fitzgerald