As I wandered the Windsor waterfront, I was glad that my primary photographic targets — the Ambassador Bridge and the Detroit skyline — were so substantial as to be unaffected by Big Wind. Because we had Big Wind in abundance. But certainly it was tough to get a good shot of anything at all. Even if the subjects were relatively unmoved, I wasn’t steady on my feet.
When I can’t get photos because of the wind, what better solution than to photograph the wind?
I know, I know, there’s that whole “Who has seen the wind?” thing — Rosetti via W.O. Mitchell — but after a morning being blown all over the Riverwalk, I felt as if I’d seen the wind.
As the wind reversed direction from “Windy” to “Windiest” I assume it must be a tornado you are filming.
I am not surprised that there is a big wind coming out of the north – even if it is Detroit as opposed to New York
Barry – Well, it felt like a tornado for part of it, but the changing direction is because I don’t notice things like that. Yet.
It does something electrical to me — hate wind.
There is always a disconcerting stiff or stiffer wind vortex around our 25 story condo — The Highlands on St. Laurent Blvd — which is on a slight hill…heard last week that new high-rises are being built with holes between floors to let the wind pass through. Suspect holes will whistle… Everything you want has teeth.
Barbara – I bet those holes will whistle, too. Maybe we should consider lower towers?