The iron quest

It could be a beach like any other, but this one seems to be haunted as dozens of iron skeletons lie there. It's a ship graveyard. Giants corroded by the wind and sea saltpeter rest asleep in the shallows of this beach that stretches for more than 2 kilometers. It looks like the setting of a post-apocalyptic movie where the sea waters have receded and left all the ships lying on the ocean floor.

In the furthest corner of the bay, where only the carcasses of half-found ships remain, a dozen men on small motorcycles with a trailer arrive early in the morning from the nearest village. They come to work here every day to collect pieces of iron from the wrecks to sell to a recycling company. They don't have cranes or tractors and constantly have to improvise ingenious solutions to get the large iron plates out of the bowels of the ships, while battling the waves that invade the hulls when the tide rises. Once the iron plates weighing hundreds of kilos have been separated from the ship's skeleton by the men who specialize in cutting, they are thrown into the water to be carried to the beach. In the water waits another team, the one that will take the pieces to the beach. They all dive at the same time to lift one end of the plates and turn it until it falls back to the bottom of the sea. They repeat this movement as many times as necessary to overcome the approximately 100 meters that separate them from the beach. Once they reach the beach, the group, already tired from the effort made in the water, still has to lift the heavy pieces by force of arms and place them on the small motorcycles that carry the pieces to the warehouse.