Day 304:
You’d think after all the work I do mining I’d find bricks to be a piece of cake.
Not so much.
When I mine, I generally scoop the ore that I dig up into bags, and then use essentially back pack straps to haul the stuff from one place to another.
This is on account of the fact that I have yet to successfully make wheels, although I’m getting a lot closer. So far everything wheel-like I’ve made has split (wood) or been fragile enough to constantly break (iron), but I think I know a way to keep the bubbles from getting in the iron which will make me stronger wheels.
That’s the theory.
Anyway, bricks. When I make bricks they end up weighing, well, let’s call it five pounds a piece. And they don’t slide into a bag very well and they’re really uncomfortable if they’re digging into your back because no matter what they’re all sharp angles and corners.
So right now I’m dragging bricks from place to place on a sledge, and then picking them up individually to lay them in place on my road.
I have pinched my fingers more times than I can count.
But they do look nice, so I have that going for me.
Bricks do look pretty great.
And moving heavy things is a pain. Maybe a brick hod would work?
I am so adding that brick hod to a short story I’m writing — thank you!!
Glad to be of service!