We were coming back from McGrath as the sun was getting low on the horizon. Mike had taken off first, and I was trying desperately to catch, and pass him. Racing in Super Cubs is about as exciting as a neck-and-neck with a mo-ped. Once you are behind with a Super Cub there is no way to catch the other guy unless he makes a mistake, or you find a hidden tailwind at a different elevation. I will often hunt all over the sky for the optimum tailwind. This hunt is often a waste of time, but sometimes an altitude change of just a couple hundred feet will make a difference of 15 miles per hour or more. I must admit it’s the ultimate feeling of victory to take-off after, and land before, your competitor when you both fly identical airplanes, in identical configurations. Of course, when the opposite is true … you are pretty much a looser. I’ve experienced both.