Next another bull showed up, but it only had one antler as the other one appeared to be broken off.
The two of them head toward the cow and calf.
The third bull was a small one that stayed away from the larger bulls.
A fourth showed up with very long eye-guards with smaller palms than the first bull that I saw.
The three large bulls were walking down the ridge when the one with long eye-guards poked the one in front of it in the butt with it antlers.
The fight was on as the one with one antler acting as a referee - until it located me climbing the opposite ridge to get better pictures of the battle.
The rattling of antlers for about 20 minutes as the two big bulls battled each other.
I finally noticed that the one antlered bull was headed down the ridge toward me - with his tongue hanging out. I quickly headed back to the truck, keeping it between me and the bull. I must have been less threatening as I did not have any antlers.
I missed the most of the rest of the fight as I was too low to see them clearly.
To get rid of the one-antlered bull, I banged on the hood of the truck and all the bulls headed over the ridge.
I don't know if any hooked up with the cow, but it was one of the most exciting times I have had in the Wilds of Idaho even with the poor light conditions.