Crashing and bike races go hand in hand – but when the guy who crashed is a great friend the reality of it hits home.
When I saw THAT photo of Mitchell Docker, his face covered in a mask of his own blood I thought the worst. Broken neck, paralysis, what his family must be going through.
Proof that he is harder than an Arenberg cobblestone – Mitch is already back on the bike, only slightly less handsome and even more determined to enjoy the job he loves.
I’ll be spilling a Trapiste on the Mitch Docker sector of Melburn Roobaix at the entrance to Brunswick velodrome in his honour.
Listen to his interview by Ride Magazine on the experience.