The place was great. Absolutely everything a person needs to be comfortable and concentrate on the task at hand.
Terrain was a little different for this Delaware boy, but nothing too crazy. Seemed as if a piggy could be around every corner.
The first evening, I had an encounter with one exactly the same size as the target at about eight steps. Unfortunately, I was in his way and even though I drew twice, I never let it slip. I do not regret that decision. As I would find out later, pigs are a whole lot tougher than deer.
Did I mention how beautiful the place was?
Not to mention the sign.
I'll add a little later. I hope my camp mate Mike chimes in, as he took lots of photos also.