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A couple of hours with Zack down at the bridge. Cutting up the old timbers to get the pieces with spikes and bolts in them separated from whatever lengths of just plain wood. Ended up with probably 1000# of mixed wood and spikes, which filled up the bed of the pickup truck. Theoretically, Zack will take it to the dump tomorrow. There was some thought of trying to burn it, but that really didn't seem that interesting. The rest of the wood I'll drag off into the woods where it can rot down peacefully. It's all white oak, somewhat rotted already, no preservative of any kind ever applied to it.