Coupeville Sports

Bowed, but unbroken, “Woody,” the telephone pole at the corner of Sherman and Madrona, leans strong. (David Svien photos)

“Oh me? I’m fine. I’m … ow, ow, ow, ow, owie ow ow…”

Welcome to … Jurassic Park. Watch out for the rampaging carasaurs.

They tried to kill my telephone pole.

But he (or she) doesn’t go down that easy.

For everyone who is asking, the telephone pole that sits (uneasily now) at the corner of the property at which Coupeville Sports headquarters resides (where N. Sherman drops down and and meets Madrona), was assaulted Saturday.

A truck plowed into Woody, then bounced off and ended up deep in the underbrush on the side of Sherman before coming to a stop having (narrowly) missed a second telephone pole on that side of the road.

After 247 police, fire and ambulance crews arrived on the scene — and yes, if I had been on top of things, I would have been there to shoot that part of the event… — the driver was OK and the truck was later removed.

Frontier came out later in the day and assessed the pole, but have yet to do anything about it. While it’s leaning pretty good, all the lines stayed connected.

So now you now. Telephone poles, we grow ’em hardy out here on the prairie.