MORE.


So, much of the drama from the little revolution that we were involved with this summer has already passed.  As of last week, there’s a tacit – if fragile – agreement between all involved to have one local summer show next year.  Not incidentally, we’ve also agreed to have the show prior to OR Summer Market.  (Stay tuned for dates and details…)

This all sounds good.  I’ve long been a passionate rep advocate; there’s no end-game in being the last rep standing.  We reps need to work together for the benefit of reps, retailers, and vendors alike.  One unified show accomplishes this better than two divided ones, no question. Still – and this bears repeating – MORE was not just about dates.

This seems to be a genuine surprise to many.  Little wonder.  In the heat of the moment it’s doubtful that anybody read what MORE was about, and I’m certain that next to nobody was listening.  (We were all too busy trying to shout one another down.)  Maybe this is an opportunity to revisit the original mission.  While MORE had six talking points, the main idea can be summed up in one sentence:  Current market conditions demand a more vibrant and timely local trade show.

Arguably, MORE accomplished this.  We can debate the particulars, flaws, and merits of the MORE show forever, but to most who were there MORE was a slam-dunk event.  And, true, some of the most valid criticism is coming from those who weren’t there.  It goes something like this:  ”Why should we spend more money to do the same business?”

This is a good question that deserves an answer.  

There are many who feel that the lowest possible expense structure yields the best business return on investment.  If this were true all specialty retail stores would look just like Walmart.  We’re in a specialty business and to a rep we don’t sell anything that anybody absolutely needs, and neither do our customers.  We do sell premium products that tap discretionary budgets.  When you’re trying to convince people to spend money that they don’t need to spend, presentation is important to success.

To this end, many of our retail partners have invested in making better presentations in the past year.  Uncle Dan’s moved two stores to bigger, brighter locations.  Alpine Shop moved one of their stores to a better space across the street.  Midwest Mountaineering created even more promotional events.  In fact, most of our retailers invested heavily in promotion, infrastructure, merchandising and even consulting in this past year.  (Many also launched online sales forums also, but this is another conversation.)

Let’s not forget our vendors.  By example, in the past year three of Pemba’s vendors moved headquarters to bigger, better, more feature-rich locations.  Almost all improved their tradeshow presence, too.  Many polished infrastructure, invested in new computer tools, re-arranged staff to create more efficiencies.  And – yes, even in these days of rampant lay-offs – most of our vendors hired for new positions.

OIA, our national trade organization, has invested more dollars this past year into education, outreach, political advocacy, and research.  SNEWS started sending out newsletters more frequently, and revamped their once-per-year magazine.  Outdoor Retailer improved both of their markets in definable, palpable ways.

Meanwhile, in response to all of this investment, we reps have continued to show product from the same rolling racks and grid we bought thirty years ago.  (Sometimes we even stand up.)  

It’s true that reps are under pressure.  Expenses are shifting to us and job descriptions are being stretched further than ever before.  With the rise in expenses and the relatively flat market, most of us took a big pay cut this year.  But the only way out is through.  We need to invest in growing our businesses.  Our customers, our vendors, and the market requires this.

This isn’t a bad thing, far from it.  The truth is that a strong, vibrant local show saves reps both time and money.  Gas is going to stay at $4 per gallon.  Average hotels in the US will still be $100 per night.  Air travel is becoming prohibitive.  By creating more attractive regional tradeshows that draw and hold more attendance, we save money.  (How many retailers spent less than one day at ORA last week?)  Even if the up-front investment in dollars is higher, the return is also higher in both dollars and time.  

Why not spend four days getting work done well than four weeks getting it done poorly?

Ken Barmore (one of the founders of Outdoor University) once said that working with reps in a group is like herding cats, and that working with specialty retailers and small vendors wasn’t much easier.  We’re all individuals, after all.  (We wouldn’t be in this industry if we weren’t.)  Since Ken’s herding cats metaphor rings true, which would you rather do:  Chase a bunch of felines around a room trying to get them all in a corner at the same time, or open a can of tuna and have them all run to you?

In a nutshell – or, rather, in a can – this is why we still need MORE. And to reiterate, it wasn’t just about dates.
It’s hard to believe that as recently as five years ago the #1 management priority at Devil’s Lake State Park was controlling the overflow from the CCC parking lot.  Climbers used to park on both sides of the road when this lot was full.  The DNR put up signs forbidding this and got really aggressive with tickets.  DL is Wisconsin’s busiest park, and among the highest used state parks in the country.  Used to be – not too long ago – that if you wanted to park in the “climber’s lot” you needed to get there by 9am.  

Not anymore.  Or, at least, not on Saturday August 23rd at noon.  Check these out:



On the positive side, the campgrounds were booked solid for the weekend.  However, there were only three or four groups climbing on the bluff, and fewer still hiking.  Most of the day action at the park was over at the beaches, with parking lots there at about 30% of capacity.

There are too many factors at play to try to figure out what’s happening here.  It seems that industry trends point to fewer user-days at use in the parks, with an increase in family camping.  But, this is just from memory.  

Bells started ringing from somewhere when we drove into this empty parking lot.  Whether they were bells of recognition or bells of alarm, I’m not sure yet.  It’s just worth noting, and watching.

By the way, for all of the best and most popular climbs at Devil’s Lake, on weekends there’s no waiting…

Sing with us now:  ”The hills are alive with the sound of muuuusiiiiiic…”
Is that a red penguin, or a hairy nun?

Dave Schuster from Clear Water Outdoors enjoys being one of the few at the ORA show in Madison.

Team Pemba, at our most seductive.  
Steve, Bryan, Brad, Pete, and Janice giving all they got out at OR.

Twenty years ago today, we boarded a C-130 military transport plane bound for San Francisco from Pinedale, Wyoming. From there – after a requisite night of banquets and speeches – we hopped a much-larger C5a cargo plane (basically a flying warehouse with a 727 parked on top of it) to Maryland. There we picked up a high-altitude helicopter and some other supplies, crossed the country again to land in Anchorage, AK, and then winged out over the Pacific towards Japan. It was a whirlwind tour in two days, and after another two days in Okinawa we finally took off for Beijing, and – from there – ultimately to Tibet and beyond.

Through all of this travel, we were treated to fine dining, private rooms with fully stocked wet-bars, and military escorts to the VOQ.

This isn’t typically how a climbing expedition starts, but we were a bit different. We were Cowboys on Everest, and I was the team’s junior member. Honestly, this means that mostly I was along for the ride until I was told to stand-to, but – boy – what a ride!

Cowboys on Everest can accurately be described as perhaps the last of the old-school, siege-style, big-mountain expeditions. Because of this, we had some impressive sponsors and patrons. For example, technically we were on a White House sponsored mission to China, so the planes and the military lodging were part of the package. This was all courtesy of (then Wyoming governor) Dick Cheney, and another man who is the father of our current president. Apparently, he also had some sort of important job at the time.

(Yes, I’m aware of the irony – and don’t get me started.)

Outside of the occasional slide-show, I don’t talk much about this trip. This doesn’t really mean anything, though. I don’t talk much about many of my experiences. Partially, this is because my outdoor – and for that matter, most of my other – endeavors reside in a part of me that’s personal, and private. The moment of these experiences is far more important to me than the memory.

There’s also a bit of my own modesty at play, as you won’t hear me say: “Well, when I was on Everest…” That guy isn’t me. I just don’t need the cocktail-party conversation-starter.

But I digress.

The thing I wanted to share about today – the today of both now and twenty years ago – is that this was one of those life-changing events that continues to have impact. In life, we get these from time-to-time. Everyone has them really, both for the good and the bad. In either case, when a life turns radically on one event, it’s always seemed to me that this is a good time for reflection, and for thankfulness. While it might not seem this way at the time, the paths we’re pushed down are the ones that we are intended to take.

For this day twenty years ago, today I’m thankful, and still reflecting on what it means.

I may get back to you about the latter, but I doubt it.