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Meet the team.
Austin "Sauce" Smith. General Manager. Texan. Likes opening La Croix, and not drinking it. Can corner faster on Ikons than Connor Fearon.
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. Service Manager and Owner. 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. Mechanic. Enduro racer turned bike packer. Co to Az to keep it real
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?
Lance Mason. Sales, student, and enduro. A Material boy in a material world.
Reece Fernbach. Mechanic. College boy trying to do construction things. If he’s not wrenching or riding, he will most likely be sleeping.
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 coop”. Art, and design cheif. Suzuki samurai, stickers, and funky colored bikes.
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Adam Cornette. Also known as the Owner, Boss man, and Papa Bear. Aerobic teenage mutant turtle. Ugg boots and scarves are his weapons of choice.
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.