This last weekend marked the first ever Jacob Clute memorial shred at Nubs Nob Ski resort. I didn’t know Jacob and I am not going to try to pretend to in this write up. I can say, however, that I am damn positive his memory is alive and well in the hearts and minds of his friends. The positive impact Jacob had on his Nubs brethren and the young shreds of Nubs is evident and through the words, actions, and vibes of Sundays event I feel comfortable saying that I left with a little something of Jacob’s to keep for my own. A memory of a super fun bluebird day at Nubs, shredding and eating hot dogs, all in his memory. The “event” was a super positive laid back shred session that really had no formal outline or criteria. His buds were there in force. People showed up, we hiked a super fun feature and we shot the shit and hung out. If I understand correctly this would have been cohesive with his fun, chill attitude.
I guess as a writer I should back up some. I haven’t really done a good job filling you the in with the story. Jacob was a shred, a friend, a partner, and a dad. He was a snowboarder of the Nubs fame and worked there at the resort. Jacobs’s life was taken abruptly in an automobile accident last summer and ultimately left behind his family, friends and young son Sawyer. Below is a brief description of Jake written by someone who can speak about him more appropriately than myself, his good friend Charlie Hoffman…
“Aside from being one of the most dedicated Death Riders and Rome SDS supporters, Jake was one of the nicest guys you would ever come across on and off the hill. Always down to ride anything with anyone who was strapped to a board. Jake was all about having fun when he rode his snowboard, period. Off the hill, Jake enjoyed working on cars, beating the hell out of those cars while two tracking, skateboarding, and most of all spending time with his son Sawyer. Jake was the definition of a ‘rad dad’ and anyone who had the pleasure of riding, hanging with, or simply meeting him will never forget the energy he had about himself. For now, Jake Clute is riding the most top-secret stashes imaginable waiting for us all to come take some turns. Shred ‘Til Dead” ~Charlie Hoffman
The energy Charlie mentioned was in the air and as stated in my opening paragraph made for a fantastic time. In the earlier hours everyone met up in the park by the PA where park manager John Curtis was setting up a grill for some hot dogs and playing tunes. This is the usual spot where sponsor tents and announcements are made (in case you’ve been there before) for Nubs park events. It just so happens it was on a kick ass mound that led down into a super fun feature. It was nothing heavy or real technical, just a box that landed you onto a dance floor. No one was interested in dropping serious hammers we were all just shredding. However, at one point in time it got a lil’ competitive, but was totally all in fun. I mean this thing got hiked for like two hours by myself, Dan Pandzic, Noah Talentino, Paul Dobry, Kle’ Freidt, Brent Behm, John Curtis and occasionally by Rome rep Rich Whinnie, Rome AM Marie Hucal, and Charlie Hoffman. Those three were ripping around having a blast everywhere. Dan Pandzic won the box war with 450’s on and god knows what off. Dudes a beast!
Around 4 o’ clock we packed it up and headed to the lodge where the board that ROME Snowboards had donated for raffle was being given away. Tickets could be purchased for a chance at winning the board. A Rome Boneless was up for grabs which was fitting because at Test Fest the prior year Jacob had expressed a love for that model according to Rich. All proceeds from the raffle were going to Jacobs’s sons, Sawyer, college fund. Sawyer himself drew the name from the ginormous bag of entries. In the end Nubs local Justin Ducker was the lucky guy who won the board. The raffle managed to raise something like $500 for Sawyer. All in all it was a win, win all day long for everyone. Sure there were some somber moments here and there, but it really was a super positive gathering of buds and family on Jacobs behalf.
As suitable as this is for the ending of the tale of the first ever Jacob Clute Memorial Shred there is still a very important part of this story that has yet to be told. Everyone knows that Nubs shuts down at 4:30 to groom the hill and opens back up some time later. Well not today. Not for us. About that time a select group of Jacob’s friends, family, and those lucky enough to be invited along gathered at the bottom of the red lift.
Pictures and Fireball shots were taken. The whole group grabbed the last lift to the top. Words were said, more shots were taken, and a group photo snapped to commemorate the day. Then in a flash everyone dispersed in the wildest, fastest manner you could ever imagine down the steep ass face of Nubs; screaming, hooting, and hollering the whole way down. It was loud and fast and fun. It’s the way Jacob would have wanted it.