Pressure tanked, that is.
I built this BBQ for the Garcia River Cricket Club. It's another project made from a well pressure tank.
Here, in Point Arena, we spend some Sunday afternoons in the civilized endeavor of playing Cricket. In a beautiful meadow next to the Garcia River, we run around in a loosely formed game (there are one bounce in the tree rules for an out), drink gin and tonics, and have the nicest pot-luck barbecues, you can imagine. The Webbers had disintegrated into very short BBQs, propped up by rocks.
It was time for an upgrade. I cannibalized a couple of old wood stove doors for the vents, and added a sliding opening for a chimney. It works pretty well.
