Before leaving Goldfield, we piled into Jim’s razor for one more excursion to the International Car Forest of the Last Church. This was one of the main sights I had wanted to see while we were there, and as we drove up on it, it exceeded all that I thought it would be. A Stonehenge of vehicles buried nose deep in the sand is quite the spectacle. Graffiti artists have painted art work as varied as the vehicles found here. Devin and I ran around like hipsters in a record store, taking it all in.