Howie, you made me dig out my 1999 Type 2 booklet. We hunted unit 120; a small unit of only 25,932 acres. We camped on a small creek about 400 yards from the West bank of the Neches river. A group of friends/coworkers would stay a week or more at a time.
I have fond memories of Breakfast on rainout days at the old general store in Maydelle, Dancing with other guy's wives/girlfriends at the Dolphin club on Friday nights ( not much more than orchestrated fights), how the little cat squirrels don't sit still like the fox squirrels do here, (a shotgun is a must for us rookies), getting invited to a neighboring camp for squirrel stew, (complete with yellow teeth, eyes, skulls and brains), and many many more.
The only bad thing was it was 4 hours away from home, but sometimes that was JUST PERFECT!!!
You are totally correct; if you shoot a hog behind the shoulder like a deer you will rarely have pork for supper. I've shot several with CF rifles, some low in the shoulder, the ear or the gleaming eye and haven't lost one yet. My best friend has shot several behind the shoulder, never found one...last fall he shot the shoulder and brought a nice boar home.
Unit 120 sold, its now a private hunting lodge, so as they say...you cant go back anymore...But it was a blast.