This is one of the few times I've witnessed a real, engaged, raging fight between two stags. These furious guys we're locking and unlocking horns faster than I could click the shutter button. There was even blood making a subtle appearance, and making up for a bit of bright red on one of the stags' face. It reminded me of what I've read here: "As the rut proceeds, the stags become more and more belligerent, and it is at this time that some savage fights take place. I have seen it stated that stags do not kill each other, but experience on Exmoor shows that this is untrue. Hardly a year passes without a report of a stag found dead at rutting time. There was an incident in Culbone Woods in 1968 when two stags fought with such ferocity that one was found dead and the orher with a horn actually broken off. As a side note, such is the resilience and strength of stags' horns that our Stone Age ancestors used them regularly for picks. This particular struggle, curiously enough, took place with a stag on each side of a farming wire fence. Unfortunately there were no witnesses of the epic battle, but marks on the peaty ground showed conclusively that they had been on opposite sides of the wire. But, for every fatal encounter there are many without such grave consequences." Thankfully, this was one of these many encounters. I, for one, got away pretty happy, knowing that both guys are safe, as safe as this picture in my camera card.