Dr. Hutch: It was the best of bike shops, it was the worst of bike shops
With CW’s search for the best bike shop in mind, the Doc recalls the charms of his erstwhile LBC
Dr Hutch – AKA Michael Hutchinson – writes a regular column for Cycling Weekly magazine
With CW’s search for the best bike shop in mind, the Doc recalls the charms of his erstwhile LBC
After mulling over the consequences, Bernard finally decides that quitting cycling is more hassle than it’s worth
Spring is here, so naturally the Doc's thoughts turn to the subject of death
Panache — the divine attribute that transforms poor judgement into romantic heroism in a bike race
Dr Hutch dons his dark glasses and sifts through the dazzling cycling fashion crimes of the late 20th century
Long-distance time trialling offers all-over body pain and unbridled tedium. What’s not to love?
Dr Hutch invokes the holy grail of bike gear: gloves that offer feel while keeping you warm and dry
Dr Hutch swaps saddle for trainers, and pounds the pavement to remind himself why he loathes running
Dr Hutch gets to grips with a penny-farthing
Bernard Hinault may have mellowed, but his hill is still an utter bastard
Doctor Hutch considers an often overlooked ailment with a real sting in the tail - saddle sores
What is that mysterious noise coming from your bike? Dr Hutch has the answer
With a belated bucket of water in hand, the latest doping scandal has the Doc all fired up
Avoid the new genre of helmet-cam disaster movies, says the Doc. They may record reality but they have an unnerving power to distort your sense of risk for good
With over 250,000 miles of Great British roads to choose from, and even more nitpicking fans to keep happy, the Tour of Britain’s route man has the most thankless job in cycling, reckons the Doc