After hearing the neighbor Hunters take 4 shots I thought my night might be through. About 10 minutes before dark this guy strolled in the the overgrown thorn trees. He stopped right and the marks I made and spent about all of last light facing me and rubbing his antlers on everything. Thankfully a truck coming down the right of way turned him to see what was going on and I took my shot. He piled up where he stood!