Last weekend I was at 6500 feet in the Goat Rocks Wilderness in Washington. People with regular tents, e.g. Hubba Hubba, were having the stakes ripped out and flying 800 feet away (Not with them in it, mind you). One was sitting at the bottom of Goat Lake as I met it’s owners on my way out. Here I was with my Virga II floorless. I was on the edge of a cirque on a minor bench. Winds would hit me constantly from 360 degrees; First from the north, south, east, then yup, the west. Frustrated to no end, I pitched it down to the ground. This helped a lot. I was also using one pole and until I lowered the pitch, the wind nearly snapped it in half from the tent being pushed flat.
My point to all this is site selection is critical and although I was as dumb as a box of marbles, I learned a lot and was really in no danger as the night time temps were low 40s with no rain in the forecast.
It sprinkled that morning and the pitch became less taught due to the material being damp. If I was below timberline, I would simply be faced with re-tensioning the tent after it sagged and would not have to deal with wind driven rain since the trees would block most of the wind.
Oh, also, there was no damage to my amazement! – Kudos to Henry!
Oh and Doug, dude you get my vote for best Avatar!