Scattering ashes

Wobblybits exact same thing happened to me when scattering my DF's ashes. Followed by a giant, friendly wet dog who appeared to join in the fun and get covered in ash too. My sister and I beat a hasty retreat, without saying the words we had planned, as the dog's owner headed over to see what had caused the kerfuffle. As we turned for home, a 2 mile walk back to sister's house, the heavens opened. If this was a 'sign' then I think my dear dad was NOT amused. I found the whole thing very upsetting.

Another thing to remember, is that a casket of ashes is VERY heavy, worth bearing in mind if planning a climb to a mountain top or similar.

MY on;y experience of scattering ashes was my MIL. I learnt one thing, don't stand down wind, a good bit of her ended up on my trousers and shoes, I'm sure that would have amused her.

I have had a couple of experiences of this. DFIL loved the Mourne Mountains and spent a lot of time as a young man youth hosteling and rented a cottage there for the years when his children were young.

When he died, the family got together and scattered his ashes in the river near to this cottage. It was lovely. Everyone did and said what they felt was appropriate. Some of us gathered wild flowers and scattered them into the water with the ashes. BIL read a favourite poem. A few tears were shed. It all just seemed right. DFIL had become part of the place he loved. I still think of him every time we pass the place.

I think that there is no protocol for this and the important thing is that you do whatever you wish and whatever you feel he might have wanted.

When we scattered both my parents' ashes on Dartmoor we just said goodbye.

On a little practical note - and this is not meant to be frivolous - you need to take note of the wind direction. Dartmoor was in the grip of a gale on both occasions and the ashes did blow around a bit.

I am sorry for your loss and hope that you all are able to say your goodbyes in your own way when the ashes are scattered.

We had a get together with a few people to scatter my father's ashes in a pretty place overlooking the town where he spent his entire life. We had a lovely walk there and back and an afternoon tea at my sister's house. It was all anyone really needed. Of course, we had a good catch up chat too.

We scattered my uncle's ashes across the grounds of the cricket club he had belonged to for over 50 years. He was a religious man so we just said a short prayer, scattered the ashes and then went and had lunch at one of his favourite pubs.

I don't think it's up to other people to expect anything, shiny.
The only person who matters is you.
So do it in whichever way feels right to you and which your DH would have wanted.