[grunting]
Well, Leonard, looks like you're going down with the ship.
[honking] Eh?
- Hi, Gramps! - Oh, kids!
What the heck are you doing here?
it's not too late for your new counselors to start.
Yeah, we aren't going to let Mastodon close.
Uh, looks like you won't be needing this.
Well, batten my hatches, my little Loud life-savers!
Gramps, need air.
Here are your sleeping quarters.
But you got all those cabins
My crew sleeps on board!
But don't worry. My boat has every creature comfort.
Ow. Ow.
Horror of horrors.
It would appear there are no bathrooms,
Oh, silly sand dab
Of course there are!
Ew!
I'll name him Sloshie Jr.
Well, his name is actually Frank,
but that has a nice ring to it.
Anyway, I'll let you get settled in.
[snoring]
[horn blowing]
Come on, Gramps, lay off the horn!
It's three in the morning.
My crew starts early.
Like we said in my fishing days,
a minute after dawn and the mackerel are gone.
[chuckling] Mackerel, always in a hurry
Whoa!
We'll meet at 0400 hours for training.
See you then, crew.
Lenny, what are you doing?
If we're not meeting for four hundred more hours.
I'm getting some beauty sleep.
[groaning]
[shivering]
This water is colder than a liquid nitrogen
freeze chamber in winter.
Why are we out here, pray tell?
Leonard Loud's crew catches its own chow.
Why, back in my seafaring days, we ate nothing but fresh fish.
Hey, pal, we got these newfangled
things called grocery stores now.
You know, you buy things?
Aw, why buy fish when you can catch it?
- Ding! - Whoa!
Your turn, and I want everyone to do it the right way.
By hand.
Woo! Hoo-hoo!
Look what I caught!
Rematch. You and me, fish face.
Ooh. Don't worry, crew.
You'll be doing this every day, so you'll catch on.
[groaning]
You've got to scrape the barnacles off this,
so it'll be ready for the campers.
Barna-call me crazy, but why not get another canoe?
No way. It's still got lots of life.
Besides, back in the day, we couldn't wait
to scrape barnacles. Have fun, minnows.
[grunting]
[cheering]
[groaning]
Well, rig my sails! I'm impressed, kiddos.
Guess you won't have any trouble with the rest of 'em.
Well, let me know when you're finished.
Now we know why all those other counselors quit.
Yeah, Gramps is running this camp
like he ran his fishing boat, and its zero percent fun.
And if he keeps this up, he'll run off his future
campers too.
Mastodon will be done for and Gramps will leave us.
I'm afraid we must tell him.
[screaming]
[music playing]
Well, who's going to start?
Dang it.
Gramps? [chuckling]
Yes, little minnow?
Fishy stuff no fun.
Bad for camp.
Whoa. What do ya mean?
Gramps, dude, what Lily's trying to say
is that all that fisherman stuff was great,
when you were a fisherman.
But it's not so great for a camp.
You have to make people want to come here.
Which means changing how you run this establishment.
Perhaps, make it more like it was
when you and father were campers.
But I was a fisherman for so long, it's all I know.
Well, you gotta try! And we can help you!
I've got to think it over, kiddos.
And I do my best thinking on my boat.
[honking]
Woo-hoo! Gramps says he'll give it a try!
I am fluent in boat horn.
All right, Gramps.
time to get your proverbial camp legs back.
Surely you must remember archery.
It's a cinch! Watch
[grunting]
You're up, Gramps.
[grunting]
Dang it.
Hm, I know just the thing.
Aw...
Water skiing?
Well, shellac my hull!
This I'll get right for sure.
Lola, sweetie, get ready!
Prepare to be dazzled.
Ooh! Look at the size of that one!
Up, he's getting away! Hang on, kids!
Whoa!
[moaning]
Looks like he got away.
Uh, can somebody help me out here?
Oh, Lola sweetie, I forgot you were back there.
Another net full of nothing, Leonard.