When a telegraph pole is in a flush of youth, I don’t imagine a woodpecker would give it a second glance. Tarry, smelly and quite untree-like. But once they’ve aged a bit and the decades of torrential British summer has washed away the creosote, they start to become fair game. So what if the branches are a bit thin, and there’s no leaves to speak of? It’s tall, perpendicular, and is made of wood – ergo it must be a tree.
John Brunsden (#0469) sent us these photos recently :
Thought your readers might like to see what one of the telegraph poles biggest enemies (aka Woody Woodpecker) can do to condemn a pole to “D” status…
…you can see the coach bolts that hold the steps on are clearly visible
(sorry about the quality of pics – taken on a basic nokia works phone !)
Knowing what havoc finding hidden metalwork causes to my chainsaw; hitting that iron coach-bolt must surely have tested Woody’s resolve. The pole is near Langport in Somerset, and John tells me that the woodpecker usually comes back and makes holes in the new poles too.
Anyway, please don’t apologise for the quality of pics – they’re always gratefully received here at TPAS Towers. Please email photographic contributions to firstname.lastname@example.org.