In the foothills of the Rockies”]I live in Calgary, a city of one million plus on the foothills of the Rocky Mountains about two hours north of Montana. Yes we get winter and lots of it, but when you live here, you get used to lots of snow, icy roads and temperatures of -20C. It doesn’t feel extreme to us – it’s just winter. But we never get gale force winds – until this past Sunday.
We’re the center of the Canadian Oil Industry, which results in the city residents having a make or break mentality. All or nothing. Huge swings in real estate values. And a Bentley dealership and Tiffany’s among other high end retail outlets.
Calgary is in the middle of ranching country, so think wranglers, boots and pick up trucks.
Yes, we’re north of the forty ninth and we get cold weather (last winter set a record for snowfall). But I’ve never had an experience like this weekend: wind. 50 mph on the surface and 90 mph at the top of high rises downtown and gusts even higher.
It knocked down trees, blew the roof off buildings, and deposited unanchored trampolines several yards away. The wind was so strong that it blew over semi trailers on the highway.
It caused this pilot some challenges as he landed his Lufthansa Jet. (Warning this is a loud video)
And it created problems for truckers on the highways around the city.
And it fed a grassfire about 90 minutes south of me. (Remember, this is November, north of the 49th.)
Fortunately, no damage to my house. But I’m glad I don’t have my Christmas decorations up yet. Who knows where they would have ended up?