This weekend I took some time off work so that my family could join as we celebrated John Young’s birthday at the beautiful Wrights Lake. We gathered in love and laughter to spread the ashes of our father, (great) grandfather, husband and friend. My family headed it up first on Friday morning, we spent the day setting up camp walking to the lake and soaking in the beauty. Saturday on John’s birthday the rest of the family and friends came up. We took part of his ashes and spread them at Dark Lake off of the big rock where he taught all of his children and grandchildren how to fish. We spread some in the meadow where we released butterflies in his honor and we spread some around the campfire where he spent so many nights teaching his family about the joys of the wilderness. Please enjoy and read along with the photos that I took this weekend. It was a beautiful moment on a beautiful day in a beautiful life.
Parker, my oldest daughter was in awe of the lake and mountains.
She loved running along the shoreline of the lake, picking up sticks and rocks, asking about everything.
Exploring the meadow was just as exciting to her. Finding little bugs and the tickles of the tall grass.
Of course no day is complete until you enjoy a hamburger cooked over the campfire.
The morning was chilly to say the least, but a delicious bear claw by a morning fire will fix that.
Rylee, my youngest daughter thought she would try to help her grandma set up her tent.
Would you like to draw?
It is also a must to dress up your dinosaurs.
Richard brought his dogs Sarah, Titan and Angel
Belinda, my grandmother brought roses to toss after spreading some of John’s, my grandfather, ashes.
The color of the roses were the same used at their wedding.
If you knew John, you’d know how much he love bowling. So it seemed fitting to carry is ashes in his old bowling ball case.
Desirae, my aunt and John’s daughter in a moment of thought before we released some ashes into Dark Lake.
Each child and grandchild got a rose to throw into the lake in honor of John.
Dark Lake is where John would take all the kids and grandkids to learn how to fish. Many life talks happened here and memories that will be forever cherished. In the last few years John loved to float to the middle of the lake and fly fish. He would do so for hours, fishing and reflecting, taking in all the beauty.
Something we all did as kids was ride in the back of the big red truck while camping at Wrights Lake. It seemed fitting we did so again this trip.
Desirae starting our camp fire just as her father taught her, and so many of us how to do. But never be afraid to add a little lighter fluid if needed 🙂
We also gathered together in a close by meadow to release butterflies in honor of John
There is a long-standing thing between John, butterflies and our family. So now when we see a butterfly it is a reminder that he is with us.
Even after we opened them, the butterflies stuck around for a while, landing on the family. giving butterfly kisses.
Rays of sunshine came right at the perfect moment, as if he was shining his light on us and sending warm kisses from above.
Pictured here are John’s sons, daughters and beautiful wife, Christine, Richard, Belinda, Tim and Desirae.
A butterfly remained on the ashes we spread in the meadow
Another request John made was to leave some ashes by the campfire. It was one of his many favorite places to be. Where we would gather and laugh, we would tell stories and listen to him talk about his camping experiences.
The sunset that night was full of beautiful tones and beautiful clouds.
On my way down the mountain I stopped to take one last photo of the sky. It was the perfect ending to an amazing day full so many memories and so much love.
Missing you grandpa