When I was out in the snowstorm the other day, the only wind trouble I had was at the bus stops-the passing vehicles sent some damp blasts of air upwards! I had no trouble keeping the kilt down, though. I'd have to say that the only time I've ever had my kilt fly up on me was when I slipped on the ice a while back. I went in one direction and the kilt went the other! I was lucky to be surrounded by snow drifts about my height at the time though, so no real embarrassment happened.