“And right there, KEEN had a giant Ferris wheel! And this was the Outsiders Ball, with live music and yard games — ooh! And over here, that’s where police officers would yell at folks trying to cross the train tracks to get to Venture Out …”
Will Brendza, my camping editor, looked on in skeptical disbelief as I pointed out all the ghosts haunting the streets of Salt Lake City. He could hardly imagine the spectacle, but the specters were clear as day for me — and would have been for anyone else who’d made the annual sojourn to Utah (and, for a time, Denver) to take part in the monumental Outdoor Retailer trade show.
As we approached the show’s trademark beacon — a giant yellow “O” and “R” — outside the Salt Palace convention center’s stately circular doors, no such pomp and circumstance welcomed us. A woman walked her dog, some road crews filled potholes, and a few kids recklessly raced Lime scooters along the sidewalk. No one paid the once-great event any mind.
I sighed, bracing for another show of lackluster attendance and desperately gerrymandered floor space designed to hide the show that wasn’t there. What I saw over the next 2 days was neither the grand exhibition I remembered nor the anemic assembly I’d come to expect.
This year was something different entirely. For the first time since its pre-pandemic heyday, Outdoor Retailer had an energy to it — and it wasn’t in spite of all the brands that weren’t there. In many ways, it was because of it.
Outdoor Retailer: ‘Mecca’ of the Industry
It’s difficult to overstate just how big and important Outdoor Retailer once was. At its peak, it hosted hundreds of the biggest brands on its main floor, and dozens upon dozens of hopeful upstarts lined the hallways outside the exhibit hall. Its attendance surpassed 20,000 people — a mishmash of brand reps, PR professionals, retail buyers, textile manufacturers, and media.
On the business front, OR was where retailers inked orders for the upcoming year’s outdoor products. It’s also where brands vied for media attention to generate buzz and acclaim for the latest in outdoor gear.
“In the heyday, the show helped the industry be better. We were competitive around whose product showed the most innovation and improvement,” said Bruce Old, Outdoor Industry Alliance board member and head of global sales at Patagonia. “We were able to interact, talk through issues, and find solutions to problems in the industry despite being competitive with each other.”

As a freshman reporter with GearJunkie in 2016, I was warned, prepped, and groomed weeks in advance of my first summer show. Back then, I was one of a fleet of nearly a dozen editors and sales team members canvassing the seemingly endless floor for the most exciting product launches. Three 8-hour days were packed full for all of us, frantically trying to gulp as much from the trade show fire hose as we could without missing any of the best drops.
If the show felt like Times Square, it looked like Disney World. Each year, brands went bigger and more bombastic with their booths — trying to steal as much attention from the clamor as possible.
KEEN did indeed assemble a Ferris Wheel just outside the convention center. But inside, a 20-foot Stanley bottle balloon hung from the ceiling. Vibram invited passersby to walk up and down a massive ice ramp in Arctic Grip soles. And The North Face walled off a giant swath of floor space to hide “the next big thing” from prying eyes, permitting only a limited number of attendees inside to see big bubbling water tanks with the first FUTURELIGHT membranes, suspended like aliens in sci-fi stasis pods.
It was a scene, man.
And for GearJunkie, it was also a thrill. It was the pulse of our publication; twice a year, it pumped new life, stories, and gear into our content stream. Stephen Regenold, GearJunkie’s founder, called the show the industry’s mecca — it wasn’t hyperbole. Missing that show was not an option.
Too Much of a Good Thing
Anecdotally, OR’s glory days lasted about a decade, give or take a few years. Things got bigger, more prominent, and more expensive on a linear trajectory — until it faltered. Throw a stone in a room filled with outdoor media and brands, and you’ll hit someone who will give you their own rendition of what happened.

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