More powerful than a hippo bite?
While working at a refinery in Port Arthur, TX, myself and another guy took a jonboat across the bayou that was at one edge of the refinery to inspect an old landfill area. Returning to the boat, there was a “log” that drifted alongside the jonboat that was tied to the bank. No log, big gater. We threw large pieces of wood at the gater until it got annoyed and swam off.
It's been closed many years, but there used to a restaurant between Beaumont and Houston and several miles south of the I-10 interstate. The name was Boondocks and it really was in the boondocks. It was a large building on stilts on the bank of a bayou. The menu was fried catfish, fried shrimp and fried alligator. Nights were the best time to go. After dinner, they gave you a paper bag of hush puppies and you went on the outside deck to toss hush puppies down to the gaters. At sundown, the wait staff would come out with buckets of boiled potatoes, open the windows on the bayou side and dump potatoes on wood platforms on the side of the large trees between the stilt building and bayou. So, with a window side table, you had a ring side seat to raccoons fighting over potatoes.