All this being said...I love anybody that flies a cub anywhere. Cuz cubs are what makes the soul feel good, so make it fit your lifestyle.
For those in the lower 48 with time to listen to some oral history...try out University of Fairbanks Project Jukebox. Hear tales of the ol' days up North and what kind of environments, conditions, aircraft, etc they flew. The overwhelming theme is that everything has always been done out of necessity--they didn't care what they looked like or who they impressed...there maybe more vanity these days, but we still have crazy bastards doing insane things (out of necessity even).
The first cub I owned (and wrecked) was maintained extensively by Bill Ellis. God damn that thing was sweet, and nobody batted an eye at it cuz it looked nothing special. There's always progress and reasons to make things better. Perhaps Jack Wilson talked **** about wing modifications, but who out there with slats, VGs, cuffs, etc disagrees? Cleo McMahan was flying a 65hp J-3 and probably accomplished more than most of us ****-talkers!
For those in AK or the NW territories, fly your cub down south and hang out with some ol' timer ag/barnstormin'/ etc. cub dudes...they are equally (or more) as crazy about these machines and lifestyle. They probably even have a 30 year old cubbie tattoo to prove it
The perspectives are all different and I have yet to venture anywhere unworthy. The love of cubs, in any configuration, outweighs who is right, wrong, or indifferent! So please, just go fly and do what makes you happy.
For me, I fly whatever PA-whatever I can afford (which isn't much)...and that comes in all shapes, colors, and configurations...I haven't found one that I haven't destroyed that hasn't put a smile on my face
Happy Labor Day