(photo credit: Ed Ellinger)
Today I heard of the passing of a friend of mine, Anthony Sloan. Anthony’s passing during his sleep was a shock because he was young and healthy and it came without warning.
Anthony was an avid and accomplished mountain biker. He was an equally avid photographer; although quite modest about his talent, his skill behind the lens was truly – I am not exaggerating – unequalled. These two passions, combined with his life-long love of the outdoors – in particular the American Southwest – leave a huge and unparalleled legacy of images of stunning beauty of some of the most remarkable vistas in America. If you happen to share any of these same passions that energized Anthony, do yourself a favor and spend some time perusing his work.
As much as I’m impressed by Anthony’s photography, I was more inspired by his personality. Anthony was one of the kindest souls I have ever met. I count myself fortunate for the times I got to ride with him, and I’m saddened that there won’t be many more.