San Diego Boat Tours

The woman whose ashes we were scattering had no children of her own, but her niece, nephew, their spouses, kids and mother said the most incredible things about this woman, and it was a beautiful send-off. Each member of the family said the nicest things, recalling happy memories out on the bow of the yacht before the ashes were lowered into the water. The husband of the niece had written two emotional pages that he read aloud. Then the niece read her memories of this woman’s life, both bringing everyone to tears. Each member of the family then shared special memories with everyone laughing and crying simultaneously.

This woman - who was of Hungarian descent - spent much of her childhood in concentration camps witnessing and enduring hideous, unimaginable horrors! Her life continued to be difficult throughout, but she perservered, eventually moving to the US, worked for an airline, and was a fashion designer and artist … never had children, was married once, and always kept close to her family. Apparently, after 9/11, she was moved to share her concentration camp stories with her family, but not in too much detail. She lived right in NYC for 40+ years, and a few years later when her health began to fail, her niece insisted that she move out to California to be near family … and she did. They admitted that she was a bit opinionated and tough as nails, but man did they love her. They brought photo collages with many pictures of the woman and her friends and family – all laughing and smiling. They clearly gave me an idea of who she was … and I liked her!

After her ashes and rose petals were lowered into the ocean, they poured in the rest of a bottle of Stolichnaya that was in her freezer when she died. “She loved her vodka,” said the niece, causing everyone to laugh … and cry.

Tonight’s charter was hosted by a man from Texas who had always wanted to visit San Diego and finally said, “The heck with it, I’m just going.” Two of his friends had been invited to join him for a 4-hour cruise for his first night in town. The fun began immediately with cocktails they brought on board, and catered hors d’ouevres that included lobster tails, scallops wrapped in prosciutto and crab stuffed jumbo shrimp – to name only a few things. And yes, they insisted that I sample some of the fare, so I can vouch for the deliciousness!

The group decided to head straight out to sea for a while, and Capt. Young was more than willing to make it so. Luck was with us as we witnessed a perfect sunset on the ocean, but still … no Green Flash! Maybe next time.

Eventually we headed back into the Big Bay and toured all the sights it offers, such as the Midway at the Maritime Museum, Navy Base Coronado and a couple of aircraft carriers that were in port, Petco Park – where a Padres night came was being played, the architecturally interesting (and huge) San Diego Convention Center … and we even got to hear a bit of a concert at Concerts on the Bay behind the convention center.

Even after four hours, our guests were sad to get back to the dock. However, they had a fabulous time, and promised to “come again!”

Today’s third and last burial at sea was for an aunt of one niece from Arizona. With her were two friends – one a minister. The niece had only known her aunt for six or seven years, but enjoyed the fact that they had been fortunate enough to spend time together.  They brought several pictures aboard and told stories of the aunt and her life. The niece adhered to the wishes of her aunt for her ashes to be scattered in the ocean. The minister talked and prayed, and the aunt’s ashes were lowered into the Pacific leaving a beautiful cloudy trail dotted with rose petals in the water. The trip back to the marina was filled with reminiscing, and feeling of release and peace.

The families got a bit of a late start, but it turned out to be a beautiful service and location for the burial at sea.  The sermon took place at sunset and lasted about 45 minutes.  All present spoke about their loss and the life of someone so young having to leave the earth before her time.

As the group sailed down the coast from La Jolla, the lights of the city were beautiful against the black backdrop of the sea and sky.  The ocean was calm and each participant reflected on the events of the day.