I opened the door of one of our Cessna’s on the ramp today at IWA. If you’ve never been here before then it is hard to describe. My feet were actually burning through my shoes and socks, opening the door is like opening the oven when you feel the heat hit you in a wave. I actually have a mark on my arm because I accidentally touched the seat belt buckle and it burned me. Needless to say nobody was flying at that time.
That reminds me though, I took my commercial checkride about a year ago, and we didn’t fly until mid afternoon, and man was it awful. I was wearing a baseball hat that day, and at one point on the way back in, we hit the strongest thermal I’ve ever felt to this day. The examiner and I both smacked into the roof of the plane pretty hard, and I can still feel a little gouge in my scalp from where the roof smashed into my headset which smashed down onto the little button in the center of the hat. Good times. Still passed.