Beautiful hillside Vermont cemetery with amazing funerary art.

The quaint little Vermont town played a quaint little Connecticut town in Tim Burton's "Beetlejuice."

A small chapel celebrating the spiritual bond between dogs and humans.

The sweetest graveyard in the world is filled with headstones for dearly de-pinted ice cream flavors.

Tour the world's largest deep-hole dimension granite quarry, where you can view the plant where gravestones are made and roll a ball down the outdoor granite bowling alley.

Tucked away in a corner of a Maine general store there was a museum devoted to an equally beloved and reviled local soft drink.

After giving up Michelin glamour for his Amish faith, one chef now makes stellar sausages in a small, off-the-grid shop.

Maine's oldest diner also happens to win acclaim for its elevated comfort food.

On Hurricane Island, a former ghost town has been transformed into a forward-thinking research center.

A beautiful, water-filled quarry that has become a popular haunt for swimmers and artists.

The remains of a large iron mill that once stood in the remote woods of northern Maine.

The debris forms a solemn memorial to those who died in a 1963 accident.

The whole of Maine's history with the salty little fish is packed into this tiny coastal museum.

An elderly widow still operates the incredibly detailed model railroad she and her husband built by hand.

This museum on a college campus pays tribute to the Arctic and to two explorer alumni.

An unsolved murder victim's grave which may or may not contain her body.

The second-oldest garden cemetery in the U.S. was also a college brainstorm spot of Stephen King.

Stone monument honoring a town founder has a witch-boot shaped stain and a curse to go with it.

They call buildings like this "mimetic architecture," but nothing has ever mimicked the taste of Moxie.

The largest tidal whirlpool in the Western Hemisphere.

This uninhabited island in Maine is home to various works of art left by visitors over the years.

Steam engines and conveyor belts are remnants of a genius system left in the middle of the Maine woods.

Trinkets and toys lovingly handmade by maximum security prisoners.

When the town wouldn't allow the fast-food behemoth to build a new restaurant, they put one inside an 1850 home.