It was unusual for me starting the firing in daylight, but that is the way things worked out this time. I usually start really early in the morning to try to avoid finishing in darkness in case someone notices the flame coming out of the chimney at night and calls the fire brigade.
Friends Lindsay and Dan were an enormous help throughout several hours of the firing, and we had a lovely shared fish and chips meal whilst stoking the fire.
Ginger, the cat, kept me company through most of the day. Laura was away at work today, but was able to join us in time for fish and chips at half past six in the evening.
The flame looked magnificent in the darkness, and made judging the atmosphere in the kiln much easier. After adding wood the flame would appear with a smoky reddish orange colour, the flame would grow in size and clarity, then, as the oxygen levels in the kiln increased, the flame would grow pale and turn a blue green colour, and I would know that it was time to add more wood.
I rang our local fire brigade to let them know what I was up to as darkness closed in and the flame became more visible, and..., I'm happy to report that no fire engines turned up and put out the fire!
The firing lasted 12 and a quarter hours, and cones 10 were well down in most of the kiln, with cone 11 absolutely flattened in the hot lowest part, and cone 10 half down up in the arch. I did not fire quite as high as the last firing, as last time some of the copper reds were over cooked and had tended to loose some of their colour due in part to the copper volatilizing away.
As a post script, I thought I would include a photo that I took on Tuesday morning this week. We awoke to snow and black ice. Snow was very thin and patchy around us, but the ice was bad. Dunedin was brought to a virtual standstill for the day, and the road to Dunedin from out here was shut.
Must go to bed!