Most-visited and most-photographed slot canyon in the American Southwest.

The old Niles Canyon Aqueduct in the San Francisco Bay Area is a bemusing and secret trail through nature for wayward travelers.

Amateur taxidermy museum known for its large collection of white squirrels.

A ghost town revived by hippies and wanderers throws its own special brand of holiday parade.

Seemingly grown on some other world, these New Mexico rock formations look like a disused science fiction set.

A unique gallery chronicles the losers of American presidential history.

A phenomenal assembly of pueblos in New Mexico is the most complete example of ancient ruins north of the border.

A house carved into a rock in the 1940s.

A sprawling collection of over 106,000 toys from around the world.

A famous flea market artist's studio that's full of odds and ends.

An experimental, automotive replica of Stonehenge.

What do a giraffe, an elephant, and reasonably priced steaks have in common? This roadside restaurant filled with exotic taxidermy.

This popular pilgrimage site offers a hole filled with holy healing dirt.

A preserve with 75,000 ancient drawings remains the realm of public – not just scientific – exploration.

Home of mutant livestock.

These aggressively sustainable art homes look like something out of 1970's science fiction.

Massive still life just off the highway in Kansas.

The childhood home of Henry Jones Jr. is now an adventure-themed bed and breakfast.

Gleaming self-built castle towers made from beer cans and inspired by "Vitamin Mary Jane."

When zealous marijuana enthusiasts kept stealing the "Mile 420" highway marker, the State of Colorado got creative.

A collection of fading fantasy tchotchkes lines this dirt road in the Colorado wilderness.

Possibly the world's only drive-in movie theater with an attached motel.

This "zoo" is a cross between a junkyard and a sculpture garden, featuring animals you won't see anywhere else.

“You better take care of me Lord, if you don't you're gonna have me on your hands.” ― Hunter S. Thompson, Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas.