Corona packed a million crates by doing careful work at a steady pace, and chimneys reward the same habit: swept down to clean clay, pointed tight against the Temescal gusts, capped before ember season — and a mason answers the phone himself, six days a week between the morning bell and the evening one.
Nothing here gets subbed out. The hands that grade your chimney swing the trowel on it, and the number quoted at the start is the number on the slip at the end.
Brush and rod work the flue from rim to smoke shelf, pass after pass, until the clay gives up nothing more — and every bit of it rides out the door in a sealed can.
The free lap that starts every job here — and when escrow wants pictures or a symptom won't explain itself, a camera makes the run and comes back with proof.
A stack gone loose above the roofline comes down to its last sound course and climbs back straight — full mortar beds, faces matched to the old brick, a crown that throws water clear.
Inland sun grinds mortar to dust a little deeper every summer. We cut the spent joints out square, then press new mortar home — matched for color, mixed softer than the brick.
Between Santa Ana gusts and ember season, a Corona cap earns its keep twice a year. Ours bolt through into sound masonry — heavy-gauge stainless over crowns cast with honest overhang.
When the first real storm lands, a ceiling stain near the chimney means water found one seam. We run hose tests until that seam shows itself, then close it for good.
A cracked tile or a bare flue gives heat and fumes a route toward the framing. One continuous stainless liner, sized from the appliance tables, closes that route off inside steel.
Burned-out back walls relaid in firebrick, chambers parged slick so smoke moves the way it should, gas log sets squared away — the hearth put back on evening duty.
Seven tells worth a phone call the week they show up — caught early, each one stays an afternoon's work.
Every job rides the same route in the same order, rain or shine — and no stop gets skipped to save an afternoon.
Any day but Sunday, seven till seven, the call lands on a mason directly. Say what you've seen and pick a window.
Hearth to cap, the whole system graded like fruit on the line — and the grade read to you in person, free.
Repairs come itemized — one line and one figure apiece, the pressing split from the seasonal — and no figure moves once it's written down.
The work finished as promised, roof and room left cleaner than we met them, the warranty handed over in writing.
Every fall the wind tears down the Temescal and every loose cap and tired joint in town announces itself at once — then the schedule jams solid for weeks. A spring or summer call puts your sweep, cap and tuck-up on the board while it's still wide open.
(951) 808-1904Every job that leaves the line earns its stamp on this wall — brushwork, caps, steel and new courses from all over town.
The shop sits in 92880 near the old packing district; the daily loop covers every Corona neighborhood and runs down the 15 toward the lake.
Sitting outside the printed loop? Call (951) 808-1904 — a worthwhile job pulls the trucks farther than the map says.
No angle anywhere. The Full Circle runs the entire route — firebox, damper and throat first, the flue bottom to rim, then up top: crown, cap, screen, flashing and the weatherward brick. Once the lap closes you hear every finding out loud, on the spot — the urgent, the seasonal, the sound. None of it costs a dime, and no trip fee surfaces afterward. The one item this company ever sells on paper is the packing slip — the same findings typed with photos and a locked figure beside each repair, $149 — and it's only ever printed on your say-so. Most folks never need it.
You reach the recorder, and we'd rather say so here than let a ring go nowhere. The line is staffed from the morning bell at 7 to the evening bell at 7, Monday through Saturday; Sunday it sits dark. Overnight messages come back at the next morning's opening, oldest first, ahead of that day's new calls — and whatever lands on Sunday leads Monday's list. One rule outranks every callback: flame you can see, smoke drifting someplace it never has, or a CO alarm sounding means everyone outside and 911 dialed first. We run strictly second in that story.
Two different clocks. A lightly used wood flue builds soot slowly, so sweeping can often stretch — but the yearly look shouldn't, because what goes wrong in an idle chimney has little to do with burning: birds move in, screens clog with leaves, crowns split under the sun, mortar keeps aging either way. Gas logs are the surprise — they burn clean to the eye while shedding corrosive moisture, so the annual check matters for them too. Since the look here is free, keeping the schedule costs you a phone call. The reset button: any fire that got away from you — roaring, sparking, raining black flakes — means an inspection before the next match gets struck.
Mostly not — and that matters. A big share of Corona's tract housing from the 90s and 2000s carries a factory-built, zero-clearance fireplace inside a wood-framed chase wrapped in siding or stucco, with a sheet-metal cover on top instead of a crown. Those covers rust through on a schedule, and once they do, water drops straight into the framing. The firebox units themselves have refractory panels that crack and parts lists that expire. We inspect prefab systems on the same free visit, replace rusted chase covers in stainless, swap cracked panels where parts still exist, and tell you honestly when a unit is past saving.
Efflorescence — minerals the water leaves behind on its way out of the brick — and around here the usual culprit isn't rain, it's lawn sprinklers hitting the chimney base twice a day all summer. The crust itself brushes off; the message doesn't. Brick that's wet that often is slowly spalling from the inside, and the mortar's going with it. The fixes are cheap in this order: re-aim the heads, let the wall dry through, then repoint what crumbled and put a breathable water repellent on the lower courses. Sealing it with the wrong product traps the water and doubles the damage, so skip the hardware-store gloss coat.
They're ours, start to finish. Every man on the crew was vetted before his first day and trained under this roof, never rented from an agency when a week got busy. The company carries live general liability and workers' comp with no gaps, which means a misstep on your roof is our claim, never your homeowner's. Want the paper itself? Mention it while booking — a current certificate of insurance shows up in your email ahead of the truck.
We suit the room up before a single tool comes in: runners span the floor from door to hearth, taped plastic closes off the fireplace mouth, and a vacuum running sealed HEPA filtration keeps the air moving a single way, toward the hearth and up the stack, the whole time. All the brushing happens inside that envelope. Budget an hour for the usual flue, and the test afterward is simple: run a finger along the mantel.
The shop is on North Maple in 92880, and the standing loop takes in all of Corona — Coronita, El Cerrito, Home Gardens, Sierra del Oro, Dos Lagos, Green River — then Temescal Valley, Glen Ivy, Lake Elsinore and Wildomar, plus Riverside, La Sierra, Woodcrest and Perris. Sitting a little past that ring? Call anyway — when the work justifies the miles, the loop stretches.
No phone tree, no hold music, no "press two." The person answering can rough-size your job from a description and has the week's board open in front of him.
The smell that shows up on rainy days, the cap that clatters when the wind kicks, the crack you spotted from the driveway — say it plain. By the end of the call you'll know roughly what it runs, how soon it matters, and when a truck can come.
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After the last bell, the recorder holds your place for the morning