Well I finally made it to the new farm and the field was cut.

By prior arrangement, I text messaged the wife to alert her that I'm coming - I had prior approval to proceed if no one was around as long as I texted her in advance. When I get there no one is around so I parked the truck and headed to the hay field.
The bad new is that the weather was awful, high winds, some spotty light rain (forecast was "0" % chance). I walked the huntable areas first before setting up since this was my first hunt here. I had to cross the pasture (Angus cattle) through two gates to reach the hay field. I made sure the gates were secured after I crossed them. Didn't think much of that at the time but later... well read on.
For starters it's a small farm, about 150 or less areas and didn't look well maintained. The huntable area consists of one hay field bounded on the north and south side by about 400 yards of tree line each. Because of the terrain you have to hunt each tree line from the opposite side. The good news is the tree lines are loaded with active holes. I counted at least 18 on the North tree line before I stopped counting. There are also active holes in the field.

I set up to hunt the North treeline. The maximum shot is about 200 yards, ideal for my Rem Model 7, 223 Rem.
Between 5:00 and 6:30 I shot six: 160, 176 (two each same hole), 102, 105, 147.

Saw four more at distances less than 50 yards and passed on them.
I was about to reverse field to hunt from the other side when the farmer shows up in his pickup truck and informs me that his bull had gotten loose and was concern since it's nasty. He strongly suggested that I leave the field because the bull sometimes finds his way to the hay field and doesn't like intruders - meaning me! The last thing I need is more broken body parts so I eagerly complied. Been chased by them before - not something I want to repeat at my age. He was impressed that I made it through the pasture without getting gored!!!

You can't make this stuff up!!!
I informed him that I made sure the gates were secured when I crossed the pasture. He informed me that the bull had gotten loose from a break in the south fence line, happens a lot he elaborates.

He asked me if his wife (who recruited me) warned me about the bull. No, I replied. I'm not getting a warm feeling. He gives me a ride back to my truck, I thanked him and departed.
Still early so I go to another farm but see nothing. Its clear this new farm has potential, perhaps under better weather conditions but the bull thing got my attention. It might not be the "Ground Hog Lottery" - It might be the "Bull Nightmare!"
Wife texted me later and apologized for not warning me about the bull. Replied that we have to work that out if I'm to help them with their ground hog problem. Why do all the crazy things happen to me!!!!