Anna Clare Smith had a radiant energy that exploded from her lungs in the form of a raucous laugh that echoed around the world, from the hallowed granite of Yosemite, to the petrified ice lines of the Bow Valley, to the towering spires of Baffin Island.
She was an inspirational climber, not because she was particularly strong, but because she blazed a trail up famous, hard and bold lines where most climbers fear to tread. Anna didn’t care about sending. She chased the experience, the high and the wild, the remote and the majestic. She marvelled at how privileged we were to be about to access and explore such gorgeous places and do the things that brought us great joy.
She tragically left this world on Sept. 30 while on…
