My father wanted his ashes to be scattered next to my stepmother's which had been placed at the top of rock bluffs overlooking Babine Lake in Northern BC with a South facing view. They had had a rustic cabin on that Lake together. She had lived in that area and had the property before they married. Her son, my step brother, has the place now. Although we did not grow up together (he was grown up and had left home before I showed up on the scene with my Dad) we have a good relationship. He spends six months of the year up there, the rest in Canmore.
There were scenarios planned where I would go up with Veronica and/or my kids possibly with their partners. There was talk of renting an RV. In the end, I just drove up in our car with Veronica and stayed at a rental home. We had hospitality from my step sister, Gloria, and her husband, William, in Price George one night on the way up. Veronica stayed the first few days and then I drove her back to Prince George so she could fly back to Vancouver for work.
It was great to see the Lake again. I had spent many months there over the years growing up and then with my kids. I had injured my leg learning to play pickleball but John and his son, Dain, delivered the ashes to the right spot.
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