I am often asked about how I started Metolius. This is the story of how it began. The most important thing to keep in mind is that when I started climbing in 1972, making your own gear was just another part of the game...
How the story goes
- 19XX
- 19XX
- Late 1970's
- 1982
- 1983
- 1983-1985
- 1986
"There was never a master plan to create a business, it more or less created itself."
Naming Metolius Products
The name Metolius came in the early stage of the Slider development. I was quite frustrated one afternoon. I had been trying to get material together to make a prototype, and was not having much luck. I would call a material supplier looking for cable or brass or swages, and was always confronted the same question, "and what company are you with?". I would answer honestly, saying that I was not with a company, then go on to explain what I was trying to build, and what I was looking for. The result was always the same, the sales people were nice to me, but were never able to get what I was looking for.
After a dozen or more of these rejections a pattern was becoming clear. There was a subtle but detectable shift in the sales persons attitude as soon as it was clear that I was not representing a company. During one of these calls, when the question came I hesitated for a moment, not wanting to face the inevitable shut down that was most likely coming. The answer that I gave surprised me so much that I have never forgotten it. I said 'I am with Metolius Mountain Products". The sales persons response was something like "OK what can I get for you". The Metolius River is a spring fed river that comes out of the ground about a mile from my house, and I may have just reached for the first name I could think of. I am still not sure why I gave that response, but it worked, and the name stuck.
The word Metolius comes from a Native American phrase that means "white fish" refering to a light colored Chinook salmon unique to this river in those days, but some of the first Europeans to this area interprited it to mean "stinking water" or "spawing grounds". Each year the Pacific salmon would return to the headwaters of the Metolius to spawn. After spawning, the fish would die, and be washed ashore, or dragged out of the water by scavengers like raccoons. The rotting fish can give off quite a nasty smell. Unfortunately dams have stopped the Pacific salmon runs. However, the Kokanee (non ocean going variety of Salmon) that live in the reservoir still swim upstream each Fall, spawn, die, and stink.