JEROME, AZ (3TV/CBS 5) - The historic mining town of Jerome, in Yavapai County, sits perched on the side of Cleopatra Hill where some of the richest copper ore was pulled from the earth. Ancient ...

Arizona’s strangest museum — or maybe just its rustiest — clings to a hill high above the Verde Valley. It looks like several garages exploded. Or like the ruins of an ancient junkyard have been ...

Experience the art of blacksmithing at Gold King Mine Ghost Town. Learn about the history of the mine and the craft of ...

JEROME, Arizona – In a few short years, Jerome went from a billion-dollar mining town to one of the nation’s biggest ghost towns. And then it reinvented itself again, as a tourist town and artist hub.

Ninety miles north of Phoenix and a mile high sits the town of Jerome. Nestled above the Verde Valley, the town of once 15,000 people during its mining heyday is now home to just 444 people. However ...

Jerome’s population reached 15,000 during the peak of mining operations during the 1920s. The lively town had survived multiple fires in the late 1890s, rebuilding its business district consisting of ...

An old mining town clings to the side of a mountain. It is a lost land of concrete bones, a skeleton from a different age. Once hailed as “the wickedest town in the West,” it set aside its rowdy ways.

A piece of Arizona mining history is for sale, if you've got $6.2 million. The 100-year-old former Little Daisy Hotel in Jerome, which was later turned into a single-family home, is now on the market.

When I was a kid, my dad would come into my room early on a weekend morning and demand I get up. We would be leaving soon, destination to be revealed. We’d load up into the car, and soon, we’d be at ...

The lure of gold sparked the mining boom in the Arizona Territory in the Old West, but other shiny metals helped the industry catch fire here. Many prospectors who arrived in the mid-1800s with dreams ...

You really have to dig old buildings to get the most out of Jerome. This enclave of creative folk is full of them, aged structures huddled against state Route 89A as it winds like a corkscrew up ...