Florida holds contest to kill invasive Burmese pythons
Wildlife officials are permitting a one-month python hunt in South Florida to deal with the proliferation of Burmese pythons.
The New York Times
HOMESTEAD, Fla. — For as long as anyone can remember, hunters here have wielded machetes, knives, rifles and crossbows as they swept past thickets of mosquitoes and saw grass in pursuit of alligators, feral hogs, bobcats and vermin of all sizes.
But on the outskirts of the Everglades this month, a different kind of hunt is taking place, and among those on the trail are three men with little macho swagger and zero hunting finery. They drive up gravel roads alongside the brush in a red “man-van” (a well-lived-in Toyota Sienna) and a blue Prius (“You can’t beat the mileage,” one says).
And when they get lucky, they clamber down from their vehicles and snare enormous Burmese pythons with their bare hands, shrugging off the inevitable bites.
Two of the hunters are brothers, reared in the swamps of Central Florida with eight other siblings. The third is a Utah native, now a Miami high-school teacher, who met one of the brothers in the apartment building they share. They quickly discovered they have much in common — they are Mormons, for one thing, and not afraid of snakes, for another.
Theirs was truly a chance encounter, considering that pythons far outnumber snake-savvy Mormons in South Florida.
“We don’t hunt on the Sabbath,” declared Blake Russ, 24, a Florida International University student.
But on this day, the brothers are in it to win it. They have joined Florida’s “Python Challenge 2013,” the first-ever open-invitation contest organized by the state’s Fish and Wildlife Conservation Commission.
So frustrated are wildlife officials with the prolific Burmese pythons that on Jan. 12 they began a one-month python hunt in South Florida, opening it up to just about anybody over the age of 18. The hunt is taking place on state land, not federal parkland, which is off-limits.
The only requirement is that contestants must take a training course — online. A prize of $1,000 will be awarded to the hunter who catches the longest snake and $1,500 to the one who “harvests” the most snakes. About 1,300 people have signed up.
The pythons, considered invasive and uninvited, arrived here as pets. After some escaped or were let loose by fed-up owners, they slithered toward marshy land, mostly in and around the Everglades. There, they snack regularly on native wading birds, gators, deer, bobcat, opossums, raccoons and rabbits. They breed easily, laying eight to 100 eggs.
Killing the snake is a requirement of the “Python Challenge,” and for this the website suggests a firearm or a captive bolt (the slaughterhouse stunning tool used to chilling effect in the film “No Country for Old Men”).
Chopping off the head is permissible, the website explains, but difficult, because the brain lives on (for a while). For decapitation, machetes are the state-recommended weapon.
“Regardless of the technique you choose, make sure your technique results in immediate loss of consciousness and destruction of the Burmese python’s brain,” the website states.
The task is daunting. Estimates of how many Burmese pythons live in the wild here range from 5,000 to more than 100,000.
“Do we really know?” asked Skip Snow, a wildlife biologist at Everglades National Park. “No. No, we don’t.”
The snakes are everywhere and nowhere. Catching them is easy. The pythons — which can stretch to 20 feet and more — are lazy. They dislike moving. They rarely travel. Instead, they wait out their prey and ambush it, sinking their teeth in to hold it in place while they wrap them up tight, suffocate them and swallow them whole, little by little.
But the snakes blend in with the yellowish, brownish brush here.
“It’s like looking for a piece of camouflage,” said Devin Belliston, 26, the science teacher in the group.
Seeing just one “Burm” is enough to excite a hunter for days.
“It’s like seeing Bigfoot,” said Bryan Russ, 35, Blake Russ’ older brother, who once unleashed 30 garter snakes inside an Idaho college dorm. (He got kicked out of school, which he called a “great life lesson.”)
Studying the python lifestyle is critical to success. Hunters must know that the best time to find one is the morning after the temperature drops into the 60s or below. The snakes surface to warm up in the sun. They stay close to water, so canals and levies are a good bet. They like rock piles.
Most savvy hunters stick to gravel paths or roads that abut grassy areas with water nearby.
At night, especially in summer, the hunters “road cruise.” Pythons come out then, sometimes onto the asphalt, because it is cooler at night. Sound does not bother them.
When caught, “they squirt out a mixture of feces and urine,” Bryan Russ said. “It smells like musk, like wet dog. Ruben calls it, ‘The smell of success.’”
As of Tuesday, 27 pythons were caught in the competition’s first week. Ramirez and his team have caught eight.
The men scoff at those machete-toting novices from out of state who have shown up in their python-hunting finery.
“This guy had brand new clothes, beautiful new boots,” Ramirez said, of a fellow he had spotted nearby. “He was standing there on the water’s edge. I was just waiting for a gator to take him and do a gator death roll.”
Their prediction: After a couple of days of tedium, “these guys, they’ll all be like, ‘I’m going to South Beach,’” Bryan Russ said.