This first one is
dear to my heart because the story goes beyond the pages of this precious book.
Corey had a group of friends from high school that he enjoyed snowboarding
with. Over the years beginning in high school they made several trips to Tuckerman Ravine located on Mount Washington where
they would hike 3 miles to the floor of the ravine with snowboards and gear
strapped on their backs. This entry is about one of those trips and was written
by Michael Gatti, titled:
"Biscuits,
biscuits, biscuits."
One of my fondest
memories of Corey revolves around one of our many trips to Tuckerman Ravine.
Having spent the day hiking and riding the bowl (of the ravine), we retired to
the lean-to. Several in our group had not packed wisely, food-wise, and bellies
were rumbling. Corey suddenly declared that he wanted beans and biscuits, and
that he would hike back down to the car (a solid hour and a half, 3-mile hike),
get his giant camp stove, go shopping (10 miles away), hike back up (another 2
hours) and make beans and biscuits. We, of course, thought he was crazy and
wished him well, and went to bed hungry. Later that night we were awakened by a
clanging and a rustling. Thinking an animal was about to get in, we were all
wide awake and alert when Corey popped his head in the lean-to and asked, “Who
wants biscuits?” What I remember most is his chant of “Biscuits, biscuits,
biscuits” as he headed down the hill. Oh, and he made orange juice from a can
with a duct tape funnel.(that is SO Corey!)
In May of 2011, the guys headed back up to Tuckerman to leave
a memorial of sorts in Corey’s honor. Here’s
are some pictures:
For those of you who don't know, Corey's first name is Jay but he has always gone by his middle name.
Front: Mike and Cliff, Back: Steve and Jeff
Steve, Jeff, Corey and Cliff ready to hike up to the ravine in
April of 2005
April of 2005
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