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Husband's ashes used for shotgun cartridges
By Auslan Cramb
(Filed: 16 Feb 2004)
The widow of an expert on vintage shotguns had her husband's ashes loaded into cartridges and used by friends for the last shoot of the season.
Joanna Booth organised the shoot for 20 close friends on an estate in Aberdeenshire after asking a cartridge company to mix the ashes of her husband James with traditional shot.
A total of 275 12-bore cartridges were produced from the mix and were blessed by a minister before they were used to bag pheasants, partridges, ducks and a fox on Brucklay Estate.
Mrs Booth, of Streatham, south London, said it was a marvellous day out and her husband would have loved it. "It was not his dying wish, but I remembered that he had read somewhere that someone had had their ashes loaded into cartridges and he thought it was very funny.
"One of our friends, a woman who had never shot before, got four partridges with James's marked cartridges."
Mr Booth, an independent sporting and vintage gun specialist for Sotheby's in London, died two years ago, aged 50, after 18 months in a coma following severe food poisoning.
Julian McHardy, of the Caledonian Cartridge Company in Brechin, Angus, said it was the first request he had received to put ashes in shotgun cartridges. "He was loaded in our Caledonian Classic, a 28 gramme load, No 6 shot with degradable plastic wadding."
 
If you're shooting upwind, hold your breath and take a shower after you're finished shooting.
 
awesome the christian radio station i listen to was just talking about this.

www.radiou.com

great station everyone should listen!! thank the lord for webcasting since they aren't here in cincy
 
I'm real big about mocking the grim reaper at every turn, so anytime someone can do something truly hillarious with human remains I'm pretty impressed.
 
Mixed with an ounce of No. 6s, then used to bag pheasant and so forth. That's marvelous.

We scattered my father's ashes last spring in a place where he'd grown up. We'd done a lot of shooting there together on family visits. He spent his childhood shooting, hunting, reading a lot, and once even dragged an old (live, they found out later) practice bomb home behind a horse, with a rope tied to a saddle horn. The area was used for Army Air Force gunnery and bombing practice during WWII, when he was young. I picked up a few mementos while we were out there, including a reasonably well-preserved old piece of .50 cal brass.

We had discussed scattering his ashes over the area from a light plane (my brother's a pilot, and Dad loved airplanes, too). He'd apparently found that idea humorous about ten years ago when he'd talked about it with my mother. My brother and I talked about it, then decided with regret that Mom would emphatically not enjoy being in the cabin of a Cessna with Dad's ashes whipping around inside it.

Taking Mr Booth hunting one last time was quite a tribute. Well Done, Mrs. Booth.
 
You realize of course that some of the ashes probably remain on the shot and enter the game. So the next bite you take, you may be eating Mr. Booth.:barf:

Actually I think it's a great idea and may think of something similiar to put in my will for when my time comes.
 
I read something similar a few years back. Believe it or not this is how the old lady is supposed to treat(get rid of) my remains after I kick the bucket. I don't want anyone to hunt with my ashes, I just want them blasted off over the ground where I hunt.
 
many moons ago an acquaintance was senselessly killed. He was part of a large group of motocross enthusiasts. His parents held a ceremony and spread his ashes in one of the group's favorite riding spots, and we all spent the afternoon riding through them.
The idea gets wierder the more I think about it, even after all these years.
 
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