Every job this company takes starts while the sun is up and gets priced before a tool leaves the truck — then the number sits still. Brick, flue, crown, cap and flashing for Huntington and the harbor towns, done by our own masons and signed off in the same honest light it started in.
The Standing Offer
Hearth to cap in a single visit: firebox and damper by hand, the flue end to end, the roofline last. You hear every finding before we drive off. The day book — that visit on paper, photos in, firm price on each line — runs $149 and only exists if you ask for it. Zero means zero: nothing for coming out, nothing for looking, nothing in the mail afterward.
Tap a card for the longer story. Every one is handled by masons on our payroll, at a figure fixed before the first tool comes down.
The whole bore brushed to bare liner, with the camera confirming the finish.
Rods or rotary gear as the flue dictates, run the full height until the lens shows clean walls. Smoke shelf and damper get the hand-finish once the heavy soot is gone. Most single flues run about an hour, gear-up to sweep-up.
The free top-to-hearth read that every other call depends on.
Brick, joints, flue, crown, cap and flashing judged in one unhurried visit, verdict delivered face to face at the truck. Camera up the bore when the question needs pictures. The $149 day book is optional, always.
A failed stack taken down to sound courses and raised again, plumb and full.
Demolition stops at brick that still holds; everything above returns on full beds with the flue tile standing true inside. A genuine cast crown — not a mortar swipe — tops it off and throws the water clear.
Spent mortar ground to depth and replaced with a mix the brick can live with.
No skim coats. Joints come out to solid material and go back full, blended softer than the surrounding brick so the wall sheds stress through the joint instead of the face, struck clean to shed rain.
Stainless, screened and bolted down over a crown that can carry it.
An open flue drinks rain and hosts wildlife. The right cap is sized to the flue's draft, screened against squirrels and sparks, and anchored for the gusts that come up the harbor — a two-decade fix, done once.
The roof-to-brick seam rebuilt in metal, not smeared over in tar.
We follow the stain to the true entry, then bed step and counter flashing into the masonry joints themselves. Sealant trims the edges; the metal does the keeping-out. Most flashing jobs start and finish the same day.
One continuous stainless run, sized to the appliance below it.
Cracked tile, eaten joints, a furnace flue that never had a liner — the cure drops in one piece from cap to connection, gauged off the appliance's own tables and insulated where the code wants warmth. Heating-contractor sign-offs welcome.
Fireboxes rebuilt to hold the fires the family actually burns.
Burned-out firebrick comes up and relays in true refractory mortar, the smoke chamber gets parged smooth for a straight draw, and the damper gets freed to swing on one finger instead of two hands.
The board below turns on its own — a sampling of work closed out around the harbor towns this season.
Watch the chips — that's the morning loop. If your town glows here, you're inside the ordinary route, no travel charge, no excuses.
A street or two past the ring? Call (631) 683-3162 — the loop bends for a good reason.
Catch any one of these while it's small and the fix usually is too. Each is worth a call the same week you spot it.
Between 7 and 7, Mon–Sat, a working mason takes the call himself and books the visit.
The whole chimney read for free, with the verdict explained to your face — not texted as a mystery quote.
Each repair priced on its own line, urgent split from can-wait. That figure doesn't move afterward.
Work finished to spec, the site cleaner than we found it, warranty on paper in your hand.
Every October the schedule jams in a single week, and late callers burn their first fires in December. The houses that booked back in the quiet months? Checked, swept, capped — done. One daylight phone call puts you with them, and the walkaround still costs exactly nothing.
(631) 683-3162Nothing at all, though the doubt does you credit. The walkaround is a complete pass in working light — firebox and damper handled, the flue read end to end, then the roofline for crown, cap, flashing and the brick faces the weather has been working on. The mason explains every finding to you before he leaves, standing at the truck, in words you'd use yourself. All of that rides at zero. Money enters only if you want the day book — the identical visit set down on paper with photographs and a committed price beside each repair, $149, written strictly on request. Plenty of customers never order it and never owe a cent.
Straight answer: after 7 PM and all day Sunday these phones are not staffed. Your call lands on the machine, and when the line goes live at 7 the next working morning, the overnight messages get dialed back before anything else on the sheet — Sunday's messages lead Monday's list. We'd rather run honest hours than advertise a midnight promise nobody's awake to keep. The serious exception belongs in print: flames out of place, smoke where it shouldn't be, or a CO alarm sounding is a 911 call, made from outside the house, before any chimney company's number gets dialed — ours included.
Around Huntington Station the pattern is consistent, because the houses went up fast in the same few years. The builders typically finished the top of the stack with a thin trowel-swipe of mortar instead of a true cast crown, and seventy winters have worn most of those washes down to a sieve — water drops straight into the brickwork from the top. Many of the same chimneys run a furnace flue and a fireplace flue side by side with just a wythe between them, so one flue's trouble becomes its neighbor's. Neither condition is exotic or ruinous to fix; a proper crown and honest joint work usually puts the stack right for decades. The free walkaround tells you where yours sits on that curve.
Yes on both. The camera goes up whenever the question can't be settled from the ground or the roof — hidden cracks, shifted tiles, a blockage somewhere past arm's reach — and the screen is right there, so you can watch the run live if you like. Stills from the footage go into the day book if you order one, which is exactly what makes that document useful to a buyer, a seller or an adjuster: nobody has to take anyone's word for anything. The pictures are of your flue, taken that day, with the finding circled.
Any part — soot doesn't care about the month — but the calendar treats you better in the quiet half. From late winter through midsummer the schedule is loose, appointments land on the day you'd pick, and you're not burning against the season. Come the first cold snap in October, every fireplace owner on the Island reaches for the phone in the same week, and the sheet fills for a month out. One sweep per year of regular burning is the steady rule; a flue that sat cold all year gets looked at before it gets lit, because empty chimneys collect nests, and a fire that ever roared beyond its usual voice moves the visit to now.
He's not. A modern high-efficiency furnace or a converted gas appliance pushes cooler, wetter exhaust than the old equipment did, and an unlined or clay-lined masonry flue sized for the old burner will condense that exhaust on its walls — the condensate is mildly acidic and takes the flue apart from the inside, invisibly. Code and every appliance manufacturer's spec now call for a correctly sized liner, which is why the contractor is holding his sign-off. The fix is routine for us: one continuous stainless run, sized to the appliance's tables, insulated where required, dropped and connected in a day in most houses. We coordinate with heating outfits all season.
Our payroll, our people — everyone who climbs your roof draws a wage from this company. We don't rent crews by the week or hand your address to a subcontractor. Each of them passed a background check before their first shift, and the firm keeps both its general liability policy and its workers' compensation paid up with no gaps, which means a bad step on a wet ridge is our expense, never your homeowner's claim. Want proof instead of promises? Mention it while booking and the paperwork reaches you ahead of the appointment itself.
No. The room gets dressed before the flue gets touched: runners down from the door, the hearth opening closed off behind taped plastic, and a filtered vacuum pulling air inward at the fireplace for the whole job, so loose soot has exactly one direction available — up and out, or into the filter. A routine flue takes about an hour of actual work. When the plastic comes off, there should be nothing to smell, nothing to wipe and nothing to vacuum; the fireplace just draws better than it has in years.
No web forms, no chat bubbles, no phone tree. Describe the problem; get an honest read and a visit on the book before you hang up.
| Monday | 7 AM – 7 PM |
| Tuesday | 7 AM – 7 PM |
| Wednesday | 7 AM – 7 PM |
| Thursday | 7 AM – 7 PM |
| Friday | 7 AM – 7 PM |
| Saturday | 7 AM – 7 PM |
| Sunday | Closed — machine on, Monday calls first |
The huff of smoke on windy nights, the grit behind the grate, the stain that wasn't on the ceiling last month — describe it any way it comes out. You'll get a plain-spoken read on urgency and a price that holds still.
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