He’d whittled the distance down to twelve meters when Schumacher yelled, “I’ve got nine meters!” Banfield raced toward her, and they narrowed Kadatz’s location to within four meters. But that was as close as they could get, even when hovering the beacon right above the snow. She felt a sudden jolt of pain, not physical, but emotional. She realized how much hurt she was about to cause her family and friends. Her death would ruin the big summer climbing trip she and her friend Gemma had planned to Baffin Island.
After an hour and a half on the trail, with no snow yet in sight I realized my error. Although the temperature were cold in the shade, and there was some snow on the ground I was surprised that conditions on the trail to Laguna Torre were not more ‘wintery’. Then again I had not known quite what to expect, but my boots felt rather unnecessary for the first several kilometers of the approach.. At the base of the offwidth I felt the intimidation, but once I began to climb it all evaporated and I enjoyed every inch of the climb. The views were phenomenal as I scrambled upwards to eventually reach the long traverse across the west face that is used to avoid the Gargoyles of the upper Emperor Ridge. This 800 meter traverse can be the physical and mental crux of the route, and although it is not technical, traversing steep and exposed snow for such a distance is a tedious affair.
I was disappointed as I had been looking forward to the view from the summit, but nonetheless started picking my way down towards to the top of the Practice Gully. Nemesis and French Reality had been soloed, but few climbers had considered climbing steep mixed routes such as Nightmare and Day After due to the exposure and quality of rock. I heard of Marc-Andre’s astonishing solos long before meeting him. I soon discovered that beneath the achievements was a humble, friendly climber whose energy for life and climbing burnt brightly. Marc was unburdened by time, the modern pressures of a young climber , and the concept of alpinism as a competition. You only have to read his account of soloing in the Rockies to see he cared most about true adventure….
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If a rock fell from the ridge, it would plummet a couple thousand feet before bouncing down the snowy run-out and coming to rest a quarter-mile from where it first landed. That’s the approximate spot Leclerc and Johnson cached all the gear they wouldn’t need until the following day, when they’d ski ten miles out the West Mendenhall Glacier Trail back to Juneau. They planned to return by Wednesday evening at the latest.
Rappeling requires building an anchor, either by screwing holes into ice and threading a rope through, or leaving gear in the rock or ice to rappel from. It could have been that while the pair were rappelling the anchor failed – for a multitude of reasons. Rock and ice can break, gear can slip, or ice and rock fall can push gear out.
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He picks his way to the summit proper, where he stops briefly before descending via the Southwest Buttress. All told, Leclerc wraps up the three routes—East Buttress Direct, Navigator Wall (5.10+), and Northeast Buttress (5.9+), comprising 7,000 feet of climbing—in just over 12 hours. It is a monumental accomplishment, one among many over the past few years for the 24-year-old. As he will blog, during one descent he repeats the mantra I feel like a cat, I feel like a ninja!
Young Brette grew up as one of three skiing siblings—children of two skiers—on the Nevada side of Tahoe, and in fact has spent this summer climbing and bouldering there. I’m going to miss our talks about mountain history and his latest adventure, and I’ll miss having him crash on the couch. Back on the coast, Leclerc, Harrington and Steve Janes made the second ascent of the 250-metre The Theft in B.C. “The corner looked scrappy so I just climbed the wall way to the right,” he said about the mostly corner-climb Premature Ejaculation. Harrington sending The Shadow Photo LeclercI hadn’t met Leclerc, but shortly after that last correspondence, he said, “I’m looking to come out to the Rockies towards the end of November and for a few days in December as well. He would eventually move to Squamish and either rent a cheap room or live under boulders in the forest.
Feedbacks are great, with a 93% critic’s score and 97% audience score on Rotten Tomatoes. Of course it has been called “Free Solo on ice” and it’s really an apt comparison. Alex Honnold features pretty heavily as a talking head, comparing notes and genuinely being freaked out about Leclerc’s ice solos.
He was considered the best alpinist of an entire generation of climbers. Of course, care doesn’t always protect you in the mountains. Something could have fallen on them and severed the anchor holding them to the wall.
I wish I hadn’t gone to Tasmania , and I wish that he and I had just gone climbing together. Peter Mortimer and Nick Rosen, directors and respected longtime climbing filmmakers. The last new route Leclerc climbed before heading to Alaska was the 200-metre Jupiter Shift on Station-D in the Slesse Cirque with Harrington. Back in the Rockies this past winter, he attempted the north face of Ha Ling in full-on winter conditions with U.K. Leclerc soloing Hydrophobia Photo Jon GriffithThey joined Joshua Lavigne for a trip to Baffin Island and made the first ascent of The West Buttress of Great Sail, an 1,100-metre 5.12a C1. They projected the route for a few days, but soon had a plane to catch to northern Canada.
The soundtrack to their Baffin Island trip had been Smith’s high-pitched, howling laughter. One night, while trekking up the glacier leading to Mt. Sheehan to get a head start on the next day, Kadatz had needed a break from the piercing sound. “Anna, can you please try not to laugh so loudly?” she’d pled. Like climbing itself, climbers evolve, progressing through different eras and stages as they endeavor on.
They took Kadatz and her younger brother on road trips and campouts to Mt. Robson and all over the mountains of western Canada. Kadatz was raised to believe these were places of great power. Her dear friend and climbing partner, Anna Smith, with her perpetually messy blond hair and sunburned nose, was there. She didn’t speak, but if she had, Kadatz knew the first thing out of her mouth would be laughter. Smith’s laugh—too loud, too long, too shrill and yet too funny to not laugh along with—spared no situation, not even one as grim as Kadatz’s death.
Marc-André Leclerc (October 10, 1992 – March 5, 2018) was a Canadian rock climber and alpinist. Known for his solo ascents of numerous mountains in several parts of the world, he completed the first winter solo ascents of the Torre Egger in Patagonia and the Emperor Face of Mount Robson. The descent to the Torre Glacier was in much worse shape than I had ever seen it. A section had collapsed, taking with it the old fixed rope usually used to navigate the steep descent. As I downclimbed fourth class rubble where the rope used to be, the winds grabbed at the skis strapped to my backpack and threatened to throw me off balance. After reaching the glacier, the winds abated somewhat, allowing me to cross easily and make good time to the base of the Torres.
After six days of searching, a search and rescue crew spotted their gear above and inside a crevasse; they were presumed dead. Leclerc, another of Kadatz’s longtime friends, had been gym climbing since he was ten years old and began visiting Skaha Bluffs as a teenager. Like those of Kadatz, Leclerc’s interests would expand far beyond sport climbing into bigger, wilder mountains in places like Patagonia and Canada’s Valley of the Ten Peaks. The week before, the pair had made a first ascent of a peak called Station D, 42 miles from their home in Agassiz, in southwestern B.C. Temperatures dipped to minus four degrees, and Leclerc let Harrington, a petite blonde with bright blue eyes and nerves of steel, lead every pitch so she could stay warm. Still, when they returned from the climb after four cold days in the mountains, Harrington was ready for warmer weather.
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