"In Florida, Python Hunters Stalk Their Targets In The Dark Of Night"
"Donna Kalil was creeping toward the end of the levee, heading out of the swampy wilderness and back to civilization, when she spotted it. There along the canal, nearly invisible amid the brush, was the elusive tan and brown pattern she’d been after all night. “Right there is one — python!” cried Kalil, 61, her voice rising above the honking frogs and chirping crickets of the Glades."