Crocodile Harry's underground nest, a few kilometres north of the town centre, is the strangest individual house in a town full of strange houses. It is a hand-dug warren of low tunnels and chambers, every surface plastered with sculpture, signs, photographs, and decades of graffiti from visitors. Harry himself was a fixture of the local mining scene from the 1970s until his death.
The dugout is open to the public for a small fee. Take a torch — the lighting is dim and deliberate — and expect the visit to take 30 to 45 minutes. It is not for everyone, but as a piece of folk art it is unmatched in the Outback.