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to the woods. to the rivers. to the fish. to the mountains. to the biggest sky you will ever see.
There were not always cabins at Hay Creek. Once, there was just a homestead, a barn, and a garden. There was a salt lick that drew deer and elk from the trees. There were fish in the creek and mountains all around capped in snow. This history is at the very core of who we are, what we do, and the experience we hope to provide.
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