Don't even think of stopping here.

Upon entering the enchanted state of New Mexico, we came upon a dust bowl of a town called Nara Visa. Right off the main road through town is this plot of land.  Where I am guessing is the humble abode of some crazy old hermit.  Although, I really can't be sure because as it was very apparent by all the literature on every glass and metal surface; we were not welcome.

Not that we would usually stop anyways.  Seeing as there were no Volkwagens in sight.  Man, we had to stop, after cruising by and seeing all of the signs.   In fact we made a u turn and pulled right up to all of these old cars.  I rolled down my window and started taking photos.  Just like some crazy tourist visiting a new and strange land.

It really makes one wonder what the last draw was for this old hermit to just go crazy all over his old cars.  Who was the one that ticked him off so much that he got a can of white paint and painted craziness all over his cars.  To who ever that person was, I say thanks.  Those signs made me laugh all the way  to Arizona.  I just kept looking at them and cracked up every time.

Just remember, don't get caught here.  I'm sure the old man has a shotgun that he is more than willing to use. At least that's how I see it in my minds eye.