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Meet the team.
Jacob FLOYD Black. Service Manager. Smoother on two wheels than Miles Davis on a waterslide. Car go VROOOM.
Rando "Michael" Murphy. Sales Manager. Best dressed. Rides a dad bike in dad shoes. No, his name is not Brandon, or Ranko, Rundo, Brawndo, or Rahndo.
James "The Final Authority" Bailey. Manager. Best Biceps. Resident single speeder.
Chuck Seppanen. Mechanic. Rides every bike, plays every bass. Probably sleeping by 8:30.
Dylan Lang. Sales. Chill dude, with the chill mood. Two lunches every day, you don’t wanna know about breakfast.
Leigh Bowe. Sales who can wrench. Enduro racer turned bike packer turned fat biker turned Mom. If it hurts, Leighs done it.
Nick Nation. Sales. Ramen for breakfast, Rockstar for dinner, lunch is for suckers. Wine and coffee is a meal (nonnegotiable) . Cheetah pants. Huck to flat is a riding discipline, right?
Nate Milton. Service. Gravel extraordinaire. Wants to live in a box. And put that box on wheels.
Carter Warren. Mechanic. If you have gossip, Carter has probably already heard it. Chic-Fil-A for lunch, Mountain Top taproom for everything else.
Chris “XXL” Thomas. Part time bike mechanic, full time hero. Fighting fires during the week, fixing your bike on the weekend.
Cooper Smith, “Young Savage”. Art and Design chief. Big vans and big cliffs, stickers, and funky colored bikes.
Mechanic. Sometimes he fights bikes, often he fights fires.
Seth "Full Dragon Armor" Bowles. Sales. Beer slinger. Snow sticker. Huck sender. Way better at Runescape than you.
In August of 2023, we lost Matthew after he passed away in a tragic accident. Matthew was our brother, best friend, and an absolute joy to be around. He might have left us on this Earth, but he will forever live in our hearts at Flagstaff Bicycle Revolution. Keep it hundo-p, Matthew. We love you.
The flat-iron shaped building on the corner of Mikes Pike and Phoenix Ave., completed in 1924, was part of Flagstaff's original "main street." It would later become part of the historic Route 66, until Milton Rd. rerouted traffic from this main stretch of town. Today, it remains an untouched example of the Mother Road.
The building itself has evolved from an industrial laundromat to its current status as an eclectic collection of locally owned businesses. What more could you ask for? Pizza, Bikes, and a cold Brew?
We like to think that we are part of that history now, having evolved from a shop specializing in used bikes to a shop that caters to every type of rider (from the commuter to the professional racer). We hope you come stop by and visit our little family of businesses.