Flying into Harris Ranch in Coalinga, CA with some friends for a steak dinner. Small uncontrolled strip next to I-5 about halfway between Los Angeles and San Francisco. On short final, had a NORDO Piper Cub cut off our Bonanza and prompted us to go around. As soon as we landed, the Cub driver chased me down and proceed to yell at me for flying the wrong traffic pattern. Having flown into this strip a million times before, I knew we were on the right side of the traffic pattern- so I pulled out good 'ole Mr. A/FD. Boy, did he get ****y after that!

We were a good 100' from twisting aluminum with him on approach.