The only hurricane I experienced directly was Alicia in Houstin in 1983 -- 130 MPH winds, but we were 30 miles inland at 30ft above sea level. We waited out the storm in the house, watching the news until the power went out, then listened to the radio. We were pretty lucky, though -- no water in the house, and none of the windows broke -- just a few trees down. Much worse for my parents was Allison (just a tropical storm, so it was rains, not winds then). Same house, but 20+ inches of rain, then the storm went inland, then came back out, dumping another 20+inches a few days later. What didn't get soaked in the house in the first round was piled up on boxes and in containers, and the second flood knocked most of the piles over.
I think the strongest winds I actually dealt with outside were 70+ MPH winds in Anchorage a few years back. At 5 degrees farenheight, it must have been a wind chill of 50 or 60 below zero. (the day before it had been 40 degrees F and calm). At this point, most of the serious winter gear was already well-packed in the suitcases (we were en route to the airport). Needless to say the airport closed for the duration.
Scott