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I was in the Cub Scouts in the late 80s and the Boy Scouts during most of the 90s. It was a great time. My Boy Scout troop was rural; the leaders were all actual outdoorsmen who worked with their hands. One of them was an affable old fellow who'd smoke his pipe in the church basement where the troop met, and no one batted an eye.
Those guys were chock-full of testosterone, toxic masculinity, patriarchy, and other great and useful qualities that are poisonous to today's cracker box-dwelling onions consumers who never go out of doors.
Knot-tying, fire-starting, flag-folding, first aid, foraging, hiking, camping, swimming, boating, archery, athletics, fishing, bird watching... we pretty much did it all. No hunting or trapping, as the pussification of society was underway even at that time, but there were still entries for trapping in the old Boy Scout manual, I believe.
The BSA may be ruined now, but what made the Scouts wasn't the organization or the manuals and merit badges but rather the Scout leaders who taught the boys how to be outdoorsmen. My own father was a world-class fly fisherman and lifelong outdoorsman, so I had a role model at home as well as in the Scouts.
