July 2001
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Local Talent
by Gary Charpentier |
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"IT
JUST GOT OUTTA HAND!" These were the words a wide-eyed Jim
Cassen used to describe his first cafe racer project. We
were sitting in the Old Man River Cafe on Annapolis and
Smith, just up the hill from the High Bridge in St. Paul. It
was a gorgeous Saturday morning, not a cloud in the sky, and
we had met to photograph and test ride Jim's gorgeous 1972
Honda CB350 Cafe Racer. Or perhaps I should call it a Retro
Street Fighter? Jim says his aim was to combine the old with
the new and come up with something unique. He certainly
accomplished that mission, but it wasn't easy. Nor was it
cheap. I get the distinct impression that's what he meant
when he said it got out of hand. The barn-fresh
relic was disassembled down to the nuts and bolts, and
everything was either bead blasted or soda blasted, and I
think, money blasted as well. The list of modifications and
upgrades is impressive: The engine was
bored 3.5mm over, to 362cc, and balanced. Former AHRMA
Champion Todd Henning supplied the high compression pistons
and worked his magic on the cylinder heads. A Megacycle cam
was fitted to take advantage of the improved breathing, and
a Megaton exhaust system provides the heavy bass backbeat. A
Barnett clutch transmits the extra power to a close-ratio
five speed transmission, and Dyna Coils help light off the
high octane mixture which is currently supplied through
stock carburetors, but scheduled for a change to larger
Mikuni's. A stock frame
holds some trick chassis pieces, starting with modern VTR
250 forks up front. These are topped by a Pyramid dual
headlight kit and carbon fiber flyscreen, which parts the
air around the Pro-Flo clip-ons. Works shocks support the
rear of the bike, and the controls have been relocated to a
more racy position with Novella rearsets. The entire bike
has been tricked out beyond your typical AHRMA vintage
racer, and I suspect that this is probably one of the most
expensive Honda CB350s in captivity. The impression of
wickedness was confirmed during my test ride. I was spared
the challenge of trying to boot the beast to life, as Jim
had thoughtfully retained the electric start. Full choke, a
quick twist of the throttle, and a press of a button
produced a loud BOOM! Boom-boom-boomboomboom... the staccato
idle of a race motor with a radical cam. The choke was shut
off immediately, as the mixture runs quite rich. Vibration
through the clip-ons was quite pronounced, and the riding
position left no doubt that this bike would be much happier
on a racetrack than out in civilized society. Toeing into
first and rolling on the throttle sent us lurching out into
traffic. Every power pulse seemed to produce a distinct tug
forward; at low rpm the thing almost felt like a
thumper. The chassis is
tight and responsive, but the front end felt a bit vague to
me, and I think that was because of the steering damper Jim
mounted to conform with traditional vintage racer custom. We
rode down the hill on Ohio street, which consists of a
series of bumpy switchbacks and is an ideal road to reveal
any flaws in chassis set-up. The little Street Fighter
tracked flawlessly though, and the stock drum brakes were
adequate for keeping things under control. Turning onto
Plato, I thought about trying an abbreviated acceleration
test, but recent flooding had washed ridges of mud across
the road, and I had no desire to test-FLY somebody else's
pride and joy through such conditions. After all, this bike
is soooo clean... Overall, this is a
very impressive first effort. The motor is pure race
machine, with that Todd Henning magic very apparent. I'm
sure this bike could be raced successfully with minimal
changes in one of the sportsman or formula classes. (except
that it might just be way too pretty to race!) The
combination of old and new helps bring the cafe racer
concept up to date, and distinguishes this bike from the
many period customs and perfect restorations out
there. Jim's next project
is a CB450 he just bought at a garage sale. He hasn't
decided exactly what form it will take, but if his first
effort is any indication, I'm sure this next bike is going
to be a real work of art. M.M.M.
The
old Honda sat in a barn for 15 years. Jim had gotten it
gratis from his boss at the time, and promptly put it where
so many of these old classics end up. Then, three years ago,
he dug it out from under the pile of bird droppings and
rescued it from it's long sleep when his partner Kim was
given a CB350 by her brother. This is undoubtably when the
bug bit him, both literally and figuratively, as the battery
box by that time housed a hornet's nest! I'm sure they had
fun evicting the hundreds of nasty little tenants from THAT
housing project.
Jim
got into bikes after many years of playing with cars. Show
cars, drag racers, he has done it all. Mr. Cassen is the
quintessential gearhead. As such, he is also obsessed with
attention to detail. As our photos show, this bike is
immaculate! But surprisingly, it wasn't built as a showbike.
"I built it to ride." , says Jim, and ride it he does. I
first spotted this bike as he rode it into the parking lot
at Dulono's on the First Thursday in June. The exhaust has a
vicious bark, speaking through that pair of racing
megaphones. The overall effect is that of an attack-trained
dachshund; small and sort of cute, but with a wicked
disposition. It caught my attention instantly, and I
interrupted a conversation I was having just to go over and
introduce myself, and see if maybe Mr. Cassen would like to
see his bike featured in a magazine.
So
we stopped near the steamboat landing on Harriet Island for
some more photos. Jim rode around in circles while I played
Brian J. Nelson (our local, world-famous moto photographer)
with my Canon Rebel. Then we called it a wrap and rode back
to the Old Man River Cafe for some refreshment.
* This article originally
appeared in the July
2001 issue of Minnesota
Motorcycle Monthly.
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