Well not good news. 10 minutes after all that went down, another much larger bodied buck began down the same trail. I couldn't make out the rack real well yet before the shooting started. At the other end of the wood line(another property), I heard in total around a dozen rifle shots from at least two locations. The bigger buck thankfully wasn't to that point yet, and he turned tail & went back the way he came. However, it was just about the right time for all of the other deer to be there. On my way out I saw two does standing in middle of the field looking all around, bewildered. I'm guessing they were the only ones to survive. I got in truck & drove up that way & sure enough in neighbor's drive was a parade of pick up trucks. That's a great 3.5yr old, a strong 1.5yr old, and at least two young does I'm guessing were taken. Days like this I question myself on why I even try. Might as well just shoot anything that moves because if I don't, the next guy will.