Today I rode my bike out to the Alaskan Canadians' house for a pool party and for some reason I decided to stop and take a few fotos of the guys who make bricks.
I have ridden by this place many times as I have traveled out to our construction site in Carbonera and I have always been fascinated as I have ridden past the beautifully stacked bricks drying in the sun and the flame powered kilns. If a few of the kilns are cooking when you ride by, your first hint is the smell, next is the sound, the kilns sound like a jet airplane getting ready to take off and the last thing you notice as you get closer is the tremendous heat.
I have always thought I should take a few fotos and today I did.
|My Karate Monkey and some bricks.|
|The same foto as above just closer|
so you can see all of the bricks.
|The guy in the pit is the mixer. With his bare feet he mixes the|
ingredients for the bricks.
|Right before I got here, the guy "manning" the kiln was|
pouring more fuel on the fire with the cup sitting on the ground.
|A few of the guys caught me and started to wave.|
Nice stacks of bricks!