10 years ago this week I rode a motorcycle into Death Valley . It was reading 121 on the gauge on the bike.
It was like riding face first into a hair dryer.
I felt that effect riding in Phoenix during the summer. My greatest fear was getting in an accident and being grilled on the hot asphalt.
Above a certain temp the wind makes it feel hotter.
The biker essentially air fried himself
I rode back from Spokane to the Tri Cities back in 2006. It was 102 degrees out and I was just wearing a t-shirt. Pulled into a truck Stop in Ritzville and saw a couple on BMW in full riding gear and thought to myself they must be nuts. But to me it felt like a convection oven the faster I went the hotter the air got
However, If I had worn my leathers and opened up all of the zippers on the air pockets it would have been a lot cooler. As you sweat and the air flows through your jacket it works like a swamp cooler.