I recently found myself searching for crocodiles at a nuclear power plant.
It was the middle of the night, and we were on an airboat flying through the darkness along one of the canals that cools the reactor. As our pilot scanned the water with a searchlight, we caught glimpses of the crocs’ armored backs protruding from the water as they swam frantically toward the safety of the shoreline. Despite my fears that we would find ourselves face-to-face with savage predators, the crocodiles turned out to be quite skittish.
On the boat with me was a crew from Florida Power and Light,…
Source: Third Nature