One of the things I knew I wanted in my new shop was a tire changer. I’d had more than my fill of crawling around on my hands and knees in my garage, wrestling with tire irons, busting knuckles, doing all manner of crazy shit just to break the stinking bead, and generally practicing and expanding that portion of my vocabulary which I can’t use in polite company. I don’t regret all those difficult tire changing sessions … well, okay, really I do … but they were necessary to build the skills required to change a tire anytime, anywhere, which is pretty damn important given the places my buddies and I often ride. (I mean, you don’t think Danny and I could have hauled along a tire changing machine to Alaska, do ya?)
Having used the machine now, I can say that it ought to be illegal. Tire changing absolutely should not be this freakin’ easy. The motorcycle police are surely on their way to arrest me. This sort of thing simply can’t be tolerated. I never broke a sweat. Used not a single tire iron. Never had to mess with silly little plastic do-dads to protect my wheels (in fact, I never once even worried about scratching the rims on my CBR1000RR or ZZR1200). Time spent on my knees was minimal — damn near zero, in fact.
The machine I bought is from Cycle Hill. I’d heard too many bad things about the Harbor Freight model everyone buys because it’s inexpensive (read that as cheap). The one everyone raves about is the NoMar Tire Changer, but it’s like $500+. But wait, believe it or not, the Cycle Hill model appears to actually be made by NoMar and it’s damn near the same unit. And I’m here to tell you that the damn thing absolutely works, exactly as advertised. Check out the videos on their website. They aren’t exaggerated. It was just that easy for me, first time out of the box.
Here are some photos.