I'm Clare. Before there was McCallyWood, there was the bottom of the world — seasons working at the South Pole and McMurdo Station, Antarctica, where the North Star never rises and the whole sky turns slowly overhead through the polar night. I came home to Idaho's mountains, under some of the darkest skies in America, to build the boutique I could never find — and to help every guest who arrives with nothing but the weekend find their bearings, beautifully.