Why are you wasting your time with those birds?
They seem to like it.
Trust me, they don't. They're birds.
They just wanna be left alone.
If you say so.
Where did that come from?
"Leave It Like You Found It."
What is this activity called again?
Orienteering.
And why are we doing it?
It's a camp thing.
Please.
Sing-along songs are a camp thing.
Roasting marshmallows is a camp thing.
This is just a glorified walk in the woods.
I don't know, Lucy.
It seems to me that getting out in the beauty of nature
is precisely what camp is all about.
Look around you.
The tranquility of the natural world as far as the eye can see.
What could be better than that?
A can of nickels.
I think that was a rhetorical question.
The woods are all well and good,
but would it kill them to add a few modern amenities?
A shopping mall maybe?
Good grief.
Does anyone have any idea which way we're supposed to be going?
What does the map say, Charlie Brown?
I had a little trouble unfolding it.
I can't make heads or tails of this compass.
May I see?
This is a stopwatch.
I wondered why it was ticking.
According to the map, we're where we're supposed to be.
This is it? No prizes? No fanfare?
Maybe the real prize is the glory of nature all around us.
That's convenient.
Oh, come on, gang.
William Shakespeare said,
"One touch of nature makes the whole world kin."
What did he know? Did he even go to camp?
Maybe we're not in the right place.
I'll check the map again.
Maps? Compasses? Who needs 'em?
Come on, gang. Let's go this way.
Wow. What's this? Look at that. Neat.
Where are we?
I knew I'd lead us to the perfect spot.
Hey, Snoopy, mind if we join?
I don't know. It's such a pretty spot.
Seems a shame to disturb it.
You're Mr. Enjoy Nature.
We're not gonna disturb it. We're going to enjoy it.
Right, gang?
Self-portrait?
It's supposed to be the Eiffel Tower.
It's a pity to disturb such a nice spot.
I wonder what the Beagle Scout manual would have to say about this.
"One of the most important lessons a Beagle Scout can learn
is to leave nature as they found it.
It should always be cared for and treated with respect."
Does this seem respectful to you?
Open up you bag of chips.
I can't stand it!
I'm glad you're having a good time,
but this beautiful spot isn't ours.
It's just a place we found.
And look what we've done to it.
We owe it to ourselves and everyone else to leave it as we found it.
I guess we did kind of make a mess of the place.
What do we do now?
- Yay! - You're right.
We can do it!
You were right, Linus. It looks much better this way.
"Can You Be a Beagle Scout? Dressing for the Elements.
A true Beagle Scout always has the proper attire."
Hi, Snoopy. I was just head--
"This means layering,
a practice that will leave you ready for whatever weather nature has in store."
I don't know why you're--
"To dress for the elements,
start with a base layer to keep the skin dry and sweat-free."
Do you mind?
"Next, add a warming layer.
When it comes to warming, wool works best,
though it can be a little itchy."
"Just ignore it and the feeling will subside.
Lastly, add a jacket and shell layer to protect from wind, snow and rain.
Once properly clothed,
you are ready to head out and enjoy nature in all of its glory."
Is that what you're wearing to the beach, Charlie Brown?
Yeah. See you down there, Chuck.
Good grief.
"Camp Mascot."
I'm starting to think I'm failing this whole camp experience.
It's supposed to be about growing as a person,
having new experiences and broadening one's horizons.
But my horizons feel just as narrow as ever.
If I was your coach, I'd probably say something like,
"Don't quit on yourself. Stay positive."
That kind of thing.
What if I've already tried staying positive and that didn't work?
I suppose you could always try lowering your expectations.
Anyway, good luck with all that, Chuck.
What's the matter, Snoopy?
Feeling a little underappreciated by your troop?
Seems like neither one of us is having a very good day.
- Amazing. - Sounds good.
What's the hubbub, Marcie?
They've posted a sign-up sheet for the new camp mascot, sir.
"Looking for a new experience?
A chance to grow as a person?
Hoping to broaden your horizons?
Sign up to be Spring Lake's new mascot."
Marcie, I think I know just the person for this.
It's not me, is it?
Don't be ridiculous, Marcie.
Me?
I don't know anything about being a mascot.
I can coach you.
Take it from me,
there's nothing people appreciate more than a good mascot.
I suppose I could give it a shot.
That's the spirit. Nothing can stand in your way.
I don't know about this.
Come on, Chuck. Broaden your horizons.
Snoopy signed up too?
I guess there's no need for me to sign up.
Nonsense.
You're not afraid of a little competition, are you?
Well--
Exactly. It'll be fun.
It's the classic story: A boy against his dog.
May the best boy or beagle win.
We've got our work cut out for us all right.
But don't worry. I've got you covered.
Where did you get that outfit?
It's our baseball team's new mascot getup.
Why did you bring it to camp?
You just never know, Marcie.
Looking good, Chuck.
What? I can hardly hear in this thing.
Is the outfit necessary?
It's hot and really itchy.
All the great mascots wear costumes.
Snoopy's not wearing one.
He's already a dog.
Plus, he's relying on personality.
Maybe I could rely on personality.
Okay, Chuck.
Let's get to work.
Welcome, one and all, to Spring Lake's first-ever mascot competition.
Which mascot will represent the spirit of our camp? Snoopy?
Or Charlie Brown?
What's happening? Have we started?
Our first event: Cheerleading.
Snoopy, you're up.
Camp Spring Lake! Camp Spring Lake!
Okay, Charlie Brown. You're up.
Like we talked about, Chuck.
Gimme a C.
I said, gimme a C-A-M-P.
What's that spell?
What did he say?
Don't look at me. Face the crowd, Chuck. The crowd.
Nice one!
I still don't see what a battle of wits has to do with being a mascot.
How am I doing?
My dad says that if you don't have anything nice to say,
don't say anything at all.
I see.
Well, Snoopy,
looks like you're going to be the new camp mascot.
I hope that makes you feel more appreciated.
For what it's worth, old pal, I always appreciate you.
Attention, campers.
We've come to the end of our competition,
and I think it's fairly clear who our winner is.
Without further ado, our new camp mascot is Snoo--
A resignation letter? You just got the job.
But that means the camp mascot is...
Charlie Brown?
I knew you could do it, Chuck.
What's happening?
Well, if it isn't our new mascot.
Actually, I turned it down.
To be honest, I was never all that keen on being a mascot.
If I'm going to broaden my horizons, I'd rather do it as myself.
It's less itchy.
I think I like you better as you too.
Say, what did you do with the costume?
I found someone who appreciated it more.
Oh, come on. Where's your camp spirit?