Finally we reach the first position in our top ten
ranking list and how could it be otherwise, this position is for the Wright brothers,
Wilbur (1867 – 1912) and Orville (1871 – 1948). They were the first to develop
an aircraft heavier than the air, that was able to fly controlled in its 3 axes
and powered by an internal combustion engine. The flight of the “Flyer” took
place on the Kitty Hawk beaches December 17, 1903, although they had previously
tested different gliders, they built an aerodynamic tunnel and they even built
their own engine with the invaluable help of their partner and mechanic,
Charlie Taylor, who developed it in 6 weeks.
Their spirit and initiative make that Orville and
Wilbur Wright will stay in the first position forever.
Today, as we reach the end of our list, it is time to
say goodbye. During eleven weeks we have tried to give a unique message for a very
special kind of people. As we said in the presentation of our blog, we have
tried to address, on the one hand to those people who, despite their wide professional
experience, still have the ability to get excited, and on the other hand, to the
youngest engineers which, after finishing their studies, find a whole new world
full of uncertainty.
From the beginning we wanted this blog to be a forum for
sharing experiences. It wasn’t about doing some more or less amusing comments
about certain aspects of life in the companies. This should only be the spark
that started the wick.
Unfortunately we have not achieved our aim because, although
we had many readers, even from countries we could not imagine, we did not reach
to the goal we set.
We aren’t sad, because it was a difficult task and
also because we really had a good time writing about facts that are very close
to us, about the common engineering and, in short, about all these small events that throughout working life leave in
you a vision, may be a little distorted, of the daily reality. If there is something
that has become clear in this blog, is that we love our work. We firmly believe
that there is another way of understanding engineering and this is where we
have tried to focus. Often, the solution to a problem is not related to the
knowledge but to the attitude and this, for us, this factor of personal effort,
of confidence in our own possibilities, is what makes the difference.
In this last post I want to explain the meaning of the
pseudonym “Albero Engineer” which we have used to sign this blog. For those who
are not used to the bullfighting terminology, the “albero” (Spanish) is the
soft yellow sand that covers the bullrings. With this in mind, a person who
works in the albero (as for example the bullfighter) is someone who is ready to
risk everything to reach his 15 minutes of fame, a moment that he has been
preparing his entire life and that, in itself, justifies all the risks taken
and the efforts he made.
This literary license is not mine and I owe this to my
good friend and, even better professional, Francisco Lagares, with whom I talked,
during coffee breaks, about the possibility of writing a book about all this;
what he called the “Albero Engineering”. I would like to express my appreciation
for you, for your sense of humor and your great humanity.
I also want to express my gratitude to Lufe Gimenez
and Paco Martínez, my friends and colleagues, who encouraged me to write this
blog and helped me during the preparation. Without them this adventure would
not have been possible. Thanks to you, fellows.
I don’t like farewells so we will not say “adios” but
“hasta la vista”. Maybe in the future we resume this idea and we meet again.
Who knows.
My name is Rafael Fradejas and I am an engineer.
A poem: (traslate from the original spanish)
When the road is finished
don’t think that it’s the end
there is always another frontier,
another challenge, another place.
don’t think that it’s the end
there is always another frontier,
another challenge, another place.
When the road is finished
don’t look behind
you only will find nostalgia
of what will not come back.
don’t look behind
you only will find nostalgia
of what will not come back.
When the road is finished
life, starts again.
life, starts again.
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