Biggest Komodo Dragon in the World, The Mark Anders Channel
Bigfoot Experts Callahan and Kersey on Salton Sea Komodo Dragons
In the vast and eerie expanse of the Salton Sea, where mysteries and oddities abounded, two daring explorers, Harry Callahan and Paul Kersey, found themselves in a remarkable adventure. Their journey took them to a place where reality blurred with the bizarre, and where the Salton Sea’s secrets seemed to know no bounds.
“Where does this take place?” Paul Kersey inquired, his voice filled with wonder and curiosity.
Harry Callahan, a seasoned guide through the uncharted territories of the Salton Sea, began to unravel the enigma. “The Salton Sea, and if you’re not familiar with the Salton Sea and all of the crazy, outlandish things that are happening there, go back to some of our previous episodes. Now, this is nothing out of the ordinary when you see two large Komodo dragons just blowing your mind here, just tearing each other apart. This is what’s happening down there.”
Paul Kersey, eager to offer perspective, displayed a photo that would reveal the sprawling landscape. “I want to zoom in on this photo and show more perspective so you see where this is. This is very far in the background, and we traveled to this area to get some better shots, but we didn’t see any Komodo dragons. But we did see this whole wreckage here of these cars.”
Harry Callahan chimed in, painting a vivid picture of the region’s peculiarity. “This happens over and over in this area. What’s the speculation on these burned-out cars and buildings?”
Paul Kersey, immersed in the perplexing scene before him, contemplated, “I don’t know if they’re crystal meth labs that blew up, but there’s a lot—”
Harry Callahan interrupted, “It would lead you to believe that that’s really what’s happening here is crystal meth.”
“What strikes me funny about this area is there’s a bunch of fires everywhere,” Harry observed, “but people generally rebuild their houses. But here they kind of leave them up as monuments, as tourist attractions.”
Paul Kersey couldn’t help but marvel at the absurdity. “Tourist attractions to… crystal meth labs or what is going on. This place is so bizarre.”
“Yeah,” Harry agreed, “there’s so many things happening. Give people a quick rundown of what happens in Salton Sea and in Slab City combined.”
Paul Kersey unleashed a litany of the bizarre. “You’ve got witchcraft, you’ve got feral animals, you’ve got giant snakes, anacondas, pythons, people that have been let out of prison on early release that are living off the grid, you’ve got people out there with their solar panels, you’ve got Bigfoot sightings, you’ve got alien sightings, volcanos, a military base, you’ve got murderers, everything you could think of. The FTRA’s down there riding the trains, riding the rails.”
Harry Callahan, ever the inquisitive mind, added an interesting facet of the Salton Sea’s peculiar nature. “A very dangerous train gang, and you look at this area and you think it looks like a total desert, but there’s a very marshy area. This is one of the most agricultural areas in California. There’s a lot of water. A lot of irrigation going through this area.”
Paul Kersey couldn’t help but share a piece of local folklore. “This is the very location where stories like the Teenage Mutant Ninjas stories came from because of the pollution down there in the Salton Sea.”
“A lot of dead fish,” Harry remarked, “but these larger than normal Komodo dragons, these look like they’re as tall as the truck, don’t they, that white truck?”
Paul Kersey, the ever-astute observer, made a remarkable observation. “These are, what, eight feet tall?”
Harry Callahan, marveled at the size of the creatures, added, “I don’t know, but including the tail, that looks like a 15-foot Komodo dragon. The biggest on record is around 10 feet.”
Harry Callahan delved into a possible explanation for their unusual size. “Primarily because they get a lot of fish without a lot of competition. They’re not hunted, and they get a lot of food. They grow at a lot quicker rate like snakes.”
Paul Kersey pondered the potentially grim reality. “Who knows what kind of pollution is in that water? They’re eating that polluted fish. Who knows what they’re getting?”
Harry Callahan presented an unsettling possibility. “So, you’re saying that maybe they’re abnormal looking.”
“There’s some mutations happening here,” Paul Kersey admitted, “I mean, look at the size of those Komodos. Where do you see things like that?” The mysteries of the Salton Sea continued to unravel before their eyes, as they ventured deeper into a world where reality and the surreal merged into one strange tapestry.