The Clear Creek Group



We take care of everything, from finding or maintaining that magical house in the arms of the mountains, to the fire in your fireplace and the lift tickets on the table. When you arrive, there’s nothing you need to do but celebrate being here.

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Wrap It Up Pretty Little Black Book!

The weather is getting cooler and the leaves are changing colors, but the weddings? The weddings are still pretty as can be. That will never change. We will always be here to report the latest stunning soiree for you. And when the end of the week comes, we will have one more shot of love to send you away into your weekend. This week, it comes from Hawaii by way of Anna Kim Photography, and it is one super gorgeous engagement shoot.


Tis Egg Season in Jackson, Wyoming

Hello all,

Happy Easter, Happy Passover, and HAPPY SPRING!!!

This early in the season it’s sometimes hard to tell in Jackson Hole that it is actually, truly, for-real Spring. But you can’t fool the animals. They know long before we do that the season is making its great, galactic shift. Proof positive: yesterday, I saw a mama grizzly and her cub (from the safety of my car). The day before, a mama and two cubs. Then later, one bison, nine moose, one eagle, two herds of elk...


Nestled deep in the Snake River Canyon and along the river’s edge, Cabin 91-Snake River Sporting Club.

Dearest friends-

Where do I spend most of my time in Jackson? Outdoors, where else?  The Snake River Sporting Club, tucked between the river and the mountains, is the perfect spot to watch the winter flurries fly by, catch the spring trout, take a leisurely tube float down the river or watch the fall migration amble by your cabin door.  Just a few minutes down the canyon from Jackson, the Sporting Club’s location is central to everything I adore.

I love watching the...


Welcome, Spring, to Jackson Hole- A love letter to the season.

Welcome, Spring, to Jackson Hole. We’re a snow-loving town, but you make our hearts sing. That sweet light air like a cowboy’s kiss. The lemony green of newborn leaves. The birdsong, rising again. It’s true love. You’ll see: walk around the streets of town, hike the trails, sit beside a rushing river, and you’ll see it. Everybody’s smiling. The earth is stirring. And there are flowers – flowers – coming up through the snow.

We love you, Spring. Come again, and...


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