Opening morning the ol man and I were hunting this area that we had seen a bigger buck earlier in. I was standing on a rock while pops pushed some mahagony to me. I looked down the hill and seen several bucks running away from us approx. a mile away. The bucks ran down to a nob and stopped, they slowly worked their way over the ridge and the last time I saw them i could just see a couple of bucks heads in this dead mahagony. The wind was blowing strong in our face, so we snuck down there and peeked over the edge, to the right was the mahagony where I had last seen them. I motioned to pops we had to move up. We moved up and looked over the edge and the mahagony was to our left. So I motioned to dad we had to move left. Dad stayed where he was and I moved to my left. As I stepped over the edge the buck I shot was laying there looking at me at about 40yds. Then they were up and running I shot him and yelled at dad they were going out the bottom, pop's was unable to connect. There was a buck in this group alot wider then the one I got. It was a tough shot for me(40yds) but I was able to make it (JK). We had practiced long range shooting all summer anticipating a long shot, well it paid off. 4 yrs ago we did the same in E. Oregon, anticipating a long shot. Both dad and I shot our bucks at less then 35yds. same type of scenario spot and stalk. Dad's buck was 32" and mine was 27" that was 4yrs ago in E. Oregon. This year E. Oregon was alot different. We spot and stalked two bucks up there this time though we had to shoot a looooonnnngggg ways like 70-80yds (JK) pop's buck was a nice 19" 3x3 and mine was a 17" 3x1 he had broke his horn off on the left side.