I’ve seen several mature bucks go at it over the years. The best one, and it really took me by surprise, I was heading out to the camp late one night and turned on an old gravel cut through road, what we call Rabbit Road. I always took this road because it always had deer on it. The road cut right through a big bay field at the time, no fences. As a came around the turn I noticed a Huge buck standing right off the road, not paying any attention to me and maybe 25 yards from my truck. I stopped and kept the lights on him. It was freezing cold and clear and he was super winded, just blowing smoke like he’d been running for a mile.
I kept the lights on him for a good 30-45 seconds just in awe and then out of the shadows a freaking BOSS comes in and proceeds to whip his TAIL for the next 2-3 minutes right in my headlights, just back and forth. The crazy thing was how big I thought the first deer was, and he WAS, until Bullwinkle showed back up to finish the fight I must had interrupted. HUGE non typical, heavy brown rack and heavy body. It was a sight!

"I didn’t mean to kill nobody, I just meant to shoot him once in the head and two times in the chest. Him dying was between he and the Lord."
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