In Search of the Fearsome, Deadly Komodo Dragon – Photos

There it was, asleep in the tropical heat, mouth full of red, dripping, toxic saliva.

We left the safety of our ship, boarded small boats and headed in to the jetty and the beach.

Somewhere in the fetid jungle the ferocious dragons lived – mouths full of fangs, dripping red saliva and a bite so deadly that nobody survived. Their reputation went before them.

The could outrun deer and eat them whole.

We were introduced to our intrepid guide who was going to lead us into the interior. We eyed him up for signs of strength and courage. All he had to defend us with was a forked stick. We remained dubious.

We set off and immediately came across a wild pig, part of the staple diet of the dragons. It looked half-starved and petrified. I think it was a nervous wreck.