Above Williamposrt, PA just below the NY border I was hunting on my fathers land. He had an 80 acre field in front of the house, and I was sitting on the porch late in the first morning of buck season. This was the last year when you could only shoot bucks. As I was heating up leftover turkey in the house, I sat on the porch with my rifle and my dad talking about the mornings hunt. At the opposite end of the field, 3 does followed by a nice medium sized rack buck ran acrossed the field. Right before they got to the woods, I whistled with my fingers, and the buck stopped and stared at me broadside. My father told me not to waste the ammo, but I already had the gun on him, resting on the picnic table. I squeezed one off and the buck folded instantly, a nice 6 pointer with a 15 inch spread. I don't know how far it was, but my gun was sighted in 2" high at 100 yards, and I held an inch or two over his back when I squeezed. It was 438 paces from the porch. I used my Ruger M77 30-06 w/ 3x9 Nikon buckmaster and a 150 sierra boat tail on top of 59 grains of IMR 4831 in winchester brass. That is about the coolest one however I have shot a few running deer as well.