We've had high winds all day Thursday and on through the night gusting up to 45 miles per hour (72 kph) at times. There are many trees down and several power outages in the area. Years ago we had a large elm tree come down on our house. Something like that changes you forever. Ever since then the winds scare us. My wife didn't sleep well last night. Today the winds continued with less force and frequency. I went for a run in my Annadel Park just to see if there were any trees down. There were. Some areas of the fire road were so covered with small branches from the fir trees that the dirt and rock of the road could not be seen. I had just climbed over one large broken limb blocking the road when another wind gust whipped through the canopy. I stopped and looked up watching the tall slender Douglas Firs sway back and forth. It was thrilling to see. While standing there wondering if something may come crashing down upon me I recalled reading John Muir's account of his time in the High Sierra where he climbed to the top of one such tree during a storm and remained there throughout the night as the tree rocked back and forth. It was a wild ride he wrote. He was one crazy dude and we were lucky to have him.