The first thing I saw was the breakwind I had slept under.
The proprietor cut it into strips and squares by open ditching, breaking the concrete bottom, and planted belts of Scotch fir and other trees as breakwinds across the prevailing winds.
They also used to assist me in making a breakwind whenever they shifted camp.
They build up breakwinds on the island, beachline and land.
Their huts were constructed of a few bushes of greasewood, piled up as a sort of breakwind, in which they huddled in their filthy skins.