Seth Muller is a writer for Mountain Living Magazine who does as much of his job as possible by bike — not the writing part, which he probably does sitting in a chair with a computer in front of him — but the part where he rides around reporting, and interviewing people, like me.
I sat down with Seth about two months ago for an interview about “The Culture of Cycling in Flagstaff.” But here in Flagstaff (as elsewhere), I’m a nobody. I’ve only lived here for about five years, and I have not managed (or tried) to hang out with the cool cyclists in town. The hang out at the Pay-n-Take, so I’m told.
We sat at local coffee shop, and I broke the ice with Seth by telling him an interesting personal fact. I wanted to be relevant to his article, even if I’m not one of the cool kids.
“My dad, whose name is the same as mine, used to write for a magazine in Colorado called Mountain Living! I’m a newcomer to town, but that’s interesting, isn’t it? Huh?”
Seth didn’t smile or raise an eyebrow.
“Yes. It’s why we refer to ourselves as Northern Arizona’s Mountain Living.”
I felt like I was on a blind date with someone named Cleopatra, and I said, all eagerly, “Have you heard of this other Cleopatria!” And she rolls her eyes and yawns.
My coffee went cold. Actually, now that I remember, it was an iced coffee.
So that didn’t particularly interest him. He’s a journalist, not a blind date. Still, I wanted to be interesting and relevant. Maybe generate some free publicity for Bike Shop Hub.
In that article, I read about a guy named Jack Welch, who lived in Saint Louis, then retired to Flagstaff, where he became the Obi-Wan Kenobi of cycling and pedestrian infrastructure. His charm, persistence, and gentle Jedi influence has done more than any single person to create the 10-year boom in Flagstaff’s cycling culture — earning a Silver Level Bike Friendly Community designation from The League of American Bicyclists.
And as I’ve become more involved in cycling advocacy, I always think of Jack Welch — one soft-spoken guy who shepherded his community to become more liveable.
He didn’t do it alone, of course. Flagstaff Biking Organization and its members deserve much of the credit.
But the guys who hang out at the Pay-n-Take had less to do with Flagstaff’s “boom” as a cycling city than did Jack.
My story about how I was lured to Flagstaff by walkability, bikability, and Jack Welch made it into the story Seth wrote. Nice recovery.
The article which contains my interview — along with interviews of other Flagstaff cyclists — is available online here:
In my interview with Seth, I must have yammered a bunch about towns I’ve visited in Colorado, because the quote that got featured in big magenta quotation marks was all about how Flagstaff should have Colorado envy.
Now the cool kids will never talk to me.