Last fall I was having some camera problems and had to ship my camera away for repairs right in the heat of the rut. One afternoon I was on a pinch on the north side of an east/west dry creek. Across the creek I watched a borderline P&Y buck walking parallel to me in the hardwoods. I thought I'd play with him so I wheezed once. He instantly angled down and crossed to my side and came up about 25 yds. from me. Then I saw him look to my left and start to stiff-leg up the hill on my side. Looking up I saw a second bigger buck just standing there watching him. They eyed each other, ears laid back, hair all puffed up, posturing. In a blink they crashed head-on and locked up. The uphill buck was slightly bigger and had an uphill advantage. He easily pushed the first buck downhill, when all of a sudden the downhill buck lost his footing and flipped over on his back. The bigger buck was relentless and kept pushing even though the first buck was flat on his back. The downhill bucks head/neck all twisted around and his legs were treading air trying to regain his feet. As they hit the edge of the creek bed they finally broke apart. The bigger buck then chased the first one up across the creek, then stood there with his mouth open gasping for air. From the spot they first clashed antlers to where they broke apart I bet was close to 75 yds. All this right in front of me... and the video camera in the shop. Sorry guys. I'm sure I started the whole thing with my wheeze. They each thought they insulted each other. After the bigger buck ran the first one back up the ridge across from me, I could have sworn I heard him yell, " AND DON'T EVER COME BACK" (I just made that last part up. :^) Another cool experience you don't get on the couch. bw