Not a bad way to go, actually. Just lie down, and let the ground cover do the rest.
Not too crazy about the cutting up part, though.
I like your rehab photos.
There’s a business about an hour east of us that is full of architectural, industrial, and agricultural salvage. Want some old barn siding to panel your mancave? A funky old piece of lab equipment with which to make a stempunk lamp to impress the girls at your next book club meeting? Tractor seats for your bar? A thirty foot long, six inch thick slab of live edge black walnut for a table in the executive boardroom?
I had hoped to find a chunck of wood like old heart pine from barn timbers to cut a telecaster body out of, but the peices were out of my league.
Still spent hours poking around, though.
Small, but still a blast on a fly rod. Just don’t think about the fact that some 12 year old kid will come along with his Zebco and a can of corn, and catch a huge trout out of that pool you just casted theough.