The roads and sights within a two-hour radius of Sedona are magnificent (um, Grand Canyon, anyone?). Flagstaff is a fun rip uphill and a nice destination in its own right. But if you have one molecule of gearhead enthusiasm, you'll make your first outing to Jerome, an old hillside mining town to the southwest on a glorious stretch of Highway 89A. Jerome is picturesque and rugged, if a bit more touristy than you might like these days (though the food options have improved over the years). But the real attraction here is the Gold King Mine. Ride past the fire station in Jerome, and it's a mile north of town. A man who looks as though he was sent from central casting—Don Robertson—will greet you with a floppy hat and bushy white beard. But you'll know he's the real deal at this collection of old equipment, vehicles, buildings, and more because his calloused, greasy hands show the wear of a lifetime of work. He's a Harley-Davidson and Studebaker man at the core and also a lover of old equipment: power-station engines (pay him to fire up Big Bertha on the hill with cannon-like exhausts), electrical generators, and a giant saw that cuts massive timber that no other mill in the region can touch. I spent a few hours there, and Robertson was in full entertainment mode, dropping the clutch on his Knucklehead Harley and crank starting his Studebaker straight-eight-powered circle track race car that he campaigns at regional events. Gold King Mine is all noise and rust and exposed belt drives and worth a couple hours of your time and the small admission fee.