Milton's ashes

[Jennie@ifish]

I was invited to Milton's on Saturday to spread his ashes into the North Fork.
I was on a plane at the time, and couldn't attend.

While fishing on the Nehalem Bay yesterday, I couldn't help but feel surrounded by Milton. To think that he is there, in the river, all around us.

This is a heavy subject, but... Is anyone else wanting to have their ashes put in their favorite river?

I think I'm going to rest in The Kilchis. I can't think of a lovelier place to be.

J

[David Johnson]

That's what I want done. Of course my wife says she'll mix them in some egg cure and go fishing.

[Small Fry]

I told the wife I want to have mine spread on top of Look Out Mountain in eastern Oregon. 9000 foot level My favorite hunting spot. graemlins/hearton.gif

Beside I may need to head start getting to heaven. :smile:

[No Wishin Just Fishin]

Mine are going in the Dam Hole on the Trask (1/2) and below the falls on the NF Trask. I have 12 steelhead over 20 lbs in Ore and 11 have been at these 2 places. Other was on Alsea. Ted Wde's wife Judy and Our friend Ed Voget's ashes are both in the Dam hole and I can feel them there everytime I go

[Jennie@ifish]

Fishing for me is so spiritual anyway, to have the feeling that those you love are around you, just adds that much more.
Gives me shivers to think about it.
J

[BigSpinner]

I am only 19 years old but I want to be in a river in the end. Being in the place that means so much to me would make me so happy. There is a very strong power that comes from the river. I dont know if others feel it but I can. I dont really know how to put it into words but it is so cool. Sometimes you need to stop when you are on a river and just let it all in, and take a look at the big pic. Everyone take care and I hope to see you on the river.

Jeremy,

[O'City Fisherman]

I made a will when I went to the Gulf war and wanted to be spread out in the Columbia river out of Willow Grove.

In the will I wanted to have the ceremony there with everyone there having a pole in the water.

Since then I have moved out of Longview and decided to have my ashes spread in the Columbia and the Clackamas, but still having everyone fishing.

My wife and I set my father in laws ashes out of the San Franciso bay by Angel Island and she now understands why I want my done this way.

[Jennie@ifish]

Bigspin, I've felt that same thing, since I was your age. Man, that makes me feel old!
I remember, clear back fishing when I was a teenager, stopping, and taking it all in.

How can people NOT fish?
:smile:
J

[Jennie@ifish]

Thinking about it, though... Does anyone get kind of scared?

Like a drowning feeling?

Am I way strange?

I once wanted to be in the Columbia, off of Social Security Beach by Fort Stevens, but then I thought, "Man, that's a powerful river!" and it kind of scared me.

Half Columbia, half Kilchis? That sounds good, but...

Part of me still thinks of my ashes as me being still alive, and then I think I don't want to be split up!

A drowning schizophrenic?

Jennie, I'm dead! It doesn't matter!!!

:smile: OK, I think I'm going to focus on life for a while! This is getting depressing!

J

[rhansme]

I am hopeful that I will be in a place far better than any place on this earth. No matter how beautiful it appears to us now.

I will be surrounded by those that I love and have loved, including the many places in my heart that are special in so many different ways.

[Pete]

Rivers make a wonderful place for distributing ashes because the current carries the ashes along to everywhere. After my father passed and left no instructions except that he not be placed in a cemetary my mother, sister and I though for a long time about where to distribute him. We finally agreed on a place on one of his favorite rivers. The decision seemed like the right one. When the time came to open the container, we stood quietly as Mom first took a handful of dad and let the ashes sift through her fingers, falling in the river. My sister and I both did the same, then Mom poured the rest of the ashes slowly into the river. Not a word was spoken, nor would any have been adequate or able to keep up with our thoughts. We stood, watching the river for more than half an hour in what was the most spiritual experience of my life. So many thoughts, so much emotion. To this day, I remember the moment as if I were living it now. And to this day, I see my father whenever I see moving water; cascading over rocks, tumbling and splashing .. moving and mixing and becoming part of the living earth. Ashes in the river? Yes, it's a splendid memorial.

[cannonball]

Id Like my ashes spread on the north west end of the white bluffs on the handford reach. Hopefully someone will toss them out of a jet boat going for broke in less than 1 foot.

[Joe Schwab]

When I still had my SeaRay I told my kids to put my remains in the boat, set it on fire and turn it loose out the Columbia Bar on a screaming ebb.
Then I went and bought an aluminum boat! They don't burn like glass ones do. Just scatter mine on the beach and let the tides carry me wherever.
I just don't want to take up valuable real estate. There's just nothing peaceful about a cemetary. Remember, no one gets out of here alive. :depressed:

[FM2]

Since I'm a spiritual kinda guy (surprise :grin: ) I want to be buried and not cremated and spread about the earth. I respect those that have wishes to be wherever they want and hopefully you have them written down before that day comes so you don't end up like Ted Williams :depressed:

[Seefood Man]

True Story
A man, we'll call him Joe, in Colorado wanted his ashes to be spread over the Rocky Mountains in Colorado. His thoughtful wife rents an airplane , and on a damp and crisp, beautiful spring morning she takes off with Joe in can, in hand. She tells the pilot to head over to the mountain top and circle, cause this is what Joe would want. Once there she slides open the window of the little buzzing plane and tells Joe that she'll miss him and will be with him soon. Out the window goes Joe. With tears in her eyes and a lump in her throat they head back to the little airport and land. The kind pilot walks around to assist her out of the plane. As she is standing next to the plane, thanking the pilot, she glances at the plane and asks, "What's that gray streak on your plane ?"
:shocked: :shocked:

[Phish_on]

Mom and Dad went in the Columbia together near buoy 24 on a strong incoming tide. I figure they made it to Wauna (where they were born & raised) then back to the ocean, where they spent so many days salmon fishing.

We poured a gin & tonic in after them.

We didn't have any specific instructions, but I think it worked out perfectly.

Somewhere between Warm Springs and Trout Creek will be fine for me, it's a half-step from heaven.

[Artwo]

This is amasingly odd, this very subject came upin our house yesterday evening with our seven year old daughter asking us what cremation was. My wife already knows that when my time comes to be with god I want her to have a big party with all our family and friends present and pour my ashes off the Stark street bridge into the Sandy river. This is a place that has very special memories for me, memories made with friends, my mom and dad and myself. This is the one place that I go to float, fish, reflect, remember and also to forget.

JK

[Paddlefish]

I once knew and fished with a wonderful "young man" who never saw his 14th birthday. Fly fisherman, fly tyer, conservationist, fanatical all-around fisherman, and great kid.

He was killed by a falling tree as he fished the Skykomish River.

His ashes were spread on an unnamed small creek on the upper Trask, where he and his dad had contributed many hours of STEP stream rehabilitation, trying to give back to the sport they loved.

Eventually, with a couple years of hoop-jumping with the Oregon Geographic Names board, the creek was named after him and his father proceeded to create and maintain an appropriate, official-looking sign.

Anybody recognize "Michael Creek" on the Trask?

I'm honored to have a couple of the "killer flies" he designed and tied. :cool: I'm just afraid to fish with them. :depressed:

[Troutinator]

My ashes will be going into Ennis Riffle on the Rogue... I'll be joining my aunt and uncle, and one day hopefully far in the future, my mom, dad and brother will all be caddis food at Ennis Riffle...

Long family history on the Rogue, had a cabin on the north bank on BLM land until The Great Flood. I sure miss that place.

Cos

[GutZ]

I'm thinking off of Grand Coulee Dam for one Final Trip down the River.

[NEUTRON]

Good topic, the article on Milton in STS was very good. a CLASS act. After the last issue, I was a little disappointed, I have enjoyed this one much more.

[papa bear]

Spread me at the Eddieleeo lakes in Waldo Wilderness.

[cully]

Cleveland High varsity and North Powell's little league baseball fields in Portland. SsHHHH don't tell em. Could freak em out and My home river. Siletz -mile river -me no tell but wife knows

[Cool Texan]

I want to be stuffed and put in a leather lazy boy recliner. It might freak my dog and wife out at first, but they'll get used to it and it will keep her single after I am gone.

[Thumper]

Am I the only one so crass and insensitive that I could care less what happens to my ashes after I leave this place? I just hope that my kids remember me as a I was when alive, not as a box of ashes.