The installation’s official name, “You Who Are Getting Obliterated in the Dancing Swarm of Fireflies,” says it all.

A wild west cemetery in Tombstone, Arizona, provides a window into the Old West.

Concrete crosses scattered across the Arizona scrubland which were used to align spy satellites.

An abandoned facility that has become a place of ritualistic satanic worship, or so rumor has it.

What is the Thing?

An old saloon in the West filled with history, and according to some, a few dozen ghosts.

Wee (and not so wee) footprints that insects and reptiles of the Paleozoic Era left behind.

In the middle of a desert subdivision, there is supposedly an impact crater site from Kcymaerxthaereal times.

This is one really big nut.

Explore the largest pure gypsum deposit in the world, and go dune sledding while you're at it.

The site of Billy the Kid’s most famous escape and the end to the Lincoln County War.

Deadly airliner crash preserved for those willing to climb and pay respects.

A museum devoted entirely to the rattlesnakes and snake-related art.

A burnt-out motel with priceless Native American artwork in the basement, redeveloped into apartments.

Crumbling remnants of what was once a booming town full of silver.

The official atomic museum of the United States explores the explosive and productive history of a much maligned energy source.

This centuries-old pueblo church houses the body of a Franciscan friar who is said to be a rare "incorruptible" corpse.

On the side of a remote mountain, a stone face bearing an inscription of mysterious origin.

The world's first commercial spaceport is a disappointment of cosmic proportions.