Between the mackerel sky foretelling the impending storm, and the clearing clouds after it was done, there was a week's worth of rain here in Powell River, BC. The rain was welcome, but the associated wind wasn't either in town or here up the lake.
Our storms come from the southeast, but the mountains surrounding Powell Lake force the wind to change direction. Wind, waves, and clouds are forced north through First Narrows.
Then the wind spreads out and hits the surrounding cliffs. On really windy days, water is kicked up from the lake surface. It blows in sheets, but if the direction is diverted to the west, the moisture in the air spins up into counter-clockwise spinning waterspouts. The ones we get here are small and short lived, but when they hit our cabin face on, it can get pretty exciting. Take a look and see for yourself. -- Margy