A home loved into existence. Twice.
Before we ever picked up a hammer, someone else loved this place.
The original builder — an artist — left a letter hidden inside the walls of this cabin on McGinnis Street. We didn't know it was there until our family started the renovation, kids and all, swinging hammers and tearing down walls together. And there it was.
He wrote to the house itself. He signed it: your humble custodian, and grateful resident. We've tried to honor that. Every wall we rebuilt, every room we finished — we put the same intention into it that he did.
McGabin isn't just a place to stay. It's a place that was loved into existence, twice. Come adventure in McCall. Add your chapter to the story.