So yesterday I go to a farm that I've hunted groundhogs for years. While I have open permission, I always like to check in with the farmer to let him know I'm there - its promotes good relations. Anyway his wife answers the door and without greeting me she hails her husband saying, "Harold (the farmer), the ground hog man is here. I couldn't help smile. I have a reputation. Harold comes out and leads me to a soybean field about 200 yards from the house and says, "These (expletive deleted) are chewing up my bean patch. Sure enough I see a strip about 20 yards wide extending out from the tree line and about 100 yards long. I don't hunt this field because its too close to the house but Harold is insisting that I do some exterminating. This is the first time I can remember that he planted beans in this field, usually it's either wheat or corn. Another reason I don't spend time trying to hunt this field. To keep Harold happy I set up about 150 yards from the tree line shooting into the tree line - all safe shots if I see any hogs. Because of the lay of the land this as far as I can get from the tree line and still see it. Beans are about 5 inches high, not ideal. If I see any I have to take a shot at the tree line as they peek out before they get into the bean or I'll never see them. I used my Rem Model 7, 223 for this hunt since the distance is short. Took four monster hogs in the first hour and half, two pups later. Saw one off to my right at 142 yards in the bean field bobbing up and down. I timed the shot when he stood up then shot. Didn't know if I got him. I walked down - found the hole in the patch and check the hole and around it - no hog or blood. I missed - bad shooting - just no other way to say it. Anyway got two more later in the tree line, medium size hog boys. Harold was happy the ground hog man showed up yesterday.