I was a basic, middle of the road player back in the day. Nothing made me happier than showing up
at the course when there was a howling wind during a tournament.
Not sure why I loved it though. I grew up in New Jersey, not exactly the wind swept plains! Must have been the mis spent youth,
picking up the range at my dad's course as a golf pros indentured servant!!! We didn't have a range picker, we had ME, and a shag tube.
I would go out late, wedge in hand, and hit all the balls at a strategically placed peach basket. Learned a lot of shots that came in handy on days like we just witnessed.
My best rounds in my career (not lowest, best) were in very difficult, windy conditions. I always felt I would pass a lot of people.
One of the routinely best in these conditions when I was playing was PAyne Stewart. He would climb the board whenever the wind blew
IMO, playing those conditions is about attitude, and accepting the screwing the wind gives you at times.