Bobby Williams McGee
Bobby Williams McGee does not look like much at first glance. Beer belly, ragged clothes, grey strands appearing among the brown hair. He looks more like a Moonshiner who wandered down from the hills than one of the most accomplished solo gator hunters in the Oaken Swamp. That impression lasts until the first arm wrestling contest at Bobby's Hideaway, the bar he runs when he is not in the swamp, where the deceptively powerful build underneath the unassuming exterior puts down challenger after challenger.
Bobby hunts alone with his dogs and a boat full of weapons, a practice that defies the standard team hunts of six or more that every other Gator Hunter follows. He has been doing it long enough to have lost a hunting dog to a Muck Archer Fish, nearly fallen overboard during a sudden seaward storm, and accumulated the kind of close-call stories that fill a bar with listeners and empty it of skeptics.
His obsession is a legendary Bull Gator said to reside in the deepest parts of the Oaken Swamp, a specimen that no team hunt has ever located and that Bobby intends to track down regardless of the cost. He splits his time between the swamp and the bar, serving moonshine and telling tales at the Hideaway before disappearing back into the water for another solo run. Somewhere in the deep swamp, the gator with his name on it is waiting, and Bobby is patient enough to find it.
Bobby hunts alone with his dogs and a boat full of weapons, a practice that defies the standard team hunts of six or more that every other Gator Hunter follows. He has been doing it long enough to have lost a hunting dog to a Muck Archer Fish, nearly fallen overboard during a sudden seaward storm, and accumulated the kind of close-call stories that fill a bar with listeners and empty it of skeptics.
His obsession is a legendary Bull Gator said to reside in the deepest parts of the Oaken Swamp, a specimen that no team hunt has ever located and that Bobby intends to track down regardless of the cost. He splits his time between the swamp and the bar, serving moonshine and telling tales at the Hideaway before disappearing back into the water for another solo run. Somewhere in the deep swamp, the gator with his name on it is waiting, and Bobby is patient enough to find it.
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