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Legacy.

Passing the torch to a new generation.

The knowledge of the old mixes with the discoveries of the new

into that flavorful gumbo called tomorrow.

You are that gumbo.

Welcome to the Calisota Junior Woodchuck Graduation!

- - The legacy is alive!

Why isn't Donald wearing his Junior Woodchuck uniform?

Oh, he was kicked out because he's got a--

--bad attitude about nature.

Ow.

These Woodchucks--

gesture to stage--

are a part of a tradition of Woodchuck excellence:

like legendary explorer Isabella Finch.

Point to paintings.

do not read these parts.

Grape jelly stain.

Mmm.

Today, Junior Junior Woodchucks become Junior Woodchucks.

Junior Woodchucks become Senior Junior Woodchucks.

And of course, a Woodchuck's proudest achievement

is making the rank of Senior Woodchuck.

A Senior Woodchuck goes above and beyond

to make themselves and everything around them better.

This is my moment.

This year, I am pleased to announce our star candidate!

Congratulations to my close personal friend...

-Violet Sabrewing! -Oh, uh...

- -Sorry I'm late--

I was helping an elderly woman cross the street.

Whoo! That's my sister from a couple misters!

Thank you.

You're a Junior Woodchuck?

But I haven't seen you at any Jamborees

or Fun-Time Functions.

I prefer to focus my time

on the real work of Woodchucking.

And this year we have a second candidate for Senior Woodchuck.

Dewey's brother!

-That's my kid! -Second is the best!

As is our solemn custom, in the event of two candidates,

our competitors will go head-to-head

in the most intense physical

and mental trial of their skills:

The Junior Woodchuck Wilderness Challenge!

There can only be one Senior Woodchuck!

Huh, neat!

Violet! Violet! Violet! Violet!

Violet! Violet! Violet!

-Ow! -How'd this happen?

If I'm not the best Junior Woodchuck, who am I?

You're still a great Junior Woodchuck!

You're also great.

You're gonna win this easy!

He just needs more encouragement right now.

Ya know what, nothing can stop me

with my trusty Junior Woodchuck Guidebook in my--

Uh-uh. No Guidebooks allowed during the challenge.

Eh, who needs a big book of rules, am I right?

Huey! Huey needs a book of rules!

I think what Dewey is trying to say

is that you were born for this!

Now get out there and show the other nerds

that you are king nerd!

Come on, Hubert, a Woodchuck mustn't be late.

Violet, Violet, Violet, Violet!

Ooh, who's this lady?

Isabella Finch!

Adventurer? Chief of Woodchuck Exploration?

Chronicler of the Unknown?!

She was a legend to me growing up.

Cue story about Scrooge as a lad in three, two, and...

When I was a lad, I only had money

for a single pulp adventure book,

but boy did it count:

The Collected Adventures of Isabella Finch.

I spent many a late night reading about

how she bested the Fever Beast of Tibet

or swatted the Swiss Swarmy of Microbeesia!

Wow!

This woman made history

and deserves the utmost respect.

- -What?

She hid this map here for future adventurers to find!

Ooh. Twist!

And here on Woodchuck Island,

Finch hid her greatest treasure,

surrounded by the deadliest obstacles

she found on her journeys.

Her greatest adventure will become our greatest adventure.

Who knows what the treasure could be?

The Ruby of Rangoon? The Golden Bullion of Gorrión?

- -The-- Oy!

Do you mind?! I'm speechifying!

That's better. Where was I? Ah, yes.

Listen to the song of adventure calling you!

What? It's so catchy.

This course will test every aspect

of your Junior Woodchuck knowledge.

You will place these flags

on designated trail markers like so.

As you make your way north, to the highest point on the island.

At the mountain's peak,

whoever plants their final flag first

will become the next Senior... uh...

Senior Woodchuck!

Ready?

- -

I was born ready.

If you are as prepared as a helpless baby

then I will beat you easily.

Apologies. Lena told me that friendly "smack talk"

is expected in competitions such as these.

Call him a clown!

Clown!

Hey! May the best Woodchuck win.

Likewise.

-Go, go, go, go, go, go, go! -

When you don't have a compass...

make one!

Now I just have to find north and... ahh...

place the first trail marker!

Good job, Huey!

Already in the lead!

Oh? "Hubert:

Who is in second place and holding this letter?

You are! Best wishes, Violet."

-What the--? - Was that good smack?

Do you feel appropriately razzed?

We're on the exact path Finch took

in her very last adventure!

Now let's stick to her--

What is this bird doing here?

Giving me the irresistible urge to bust several moves!

Aw, they're both so cute!

All right, don't get distracted. Back to the real adven-- oof!

This is sacred, hallowed history.

Not at all funny.

- -

-Ugh! Stupid nature! -It's just a mosquito!

You should give it some of your blood!

Hey, we were just getting a flow going! Come back!

Where are you going? That's not Finch's path!

- -

Junior Woodchuck Rule 38:

When you hear thunder, it's time to get under... cover?

Hmm. But stopping would put me behind.

- -No problem!

A little rain never hurt any-- ow!

Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!

Lightning rain!

Oh! Oh! Rubber plant!

Yeah! Ow!

Stupid stretchy leaf! Ow! Ow!

You need to sever the rubber leaf at the base.

Yes. Thank you very-- ow-- much. I knew that. Ow!

Very well. Now eat my dust!

That was the smack talking.

Ow!

Easy, Hue.

The Guidebook says every setback is an opportunity for--

aah!-- growth.

Ugh! Why would rain ever be made of lightning?!

This is the Lightning Rain of Chimpopo.

Ol' Isabella braved a 183-day lightning rain

with only grit, determination, and the hat on her head!

She had a hat?!

Come now. We are walking in the footsteps of a giant!

- Aw. -Not a literal giant.

Yup-- blang it! See, Donald? Aah!

Nature's not so-- blaaah!

That's it, rain! Aah!

- -Quiet, everyone!

I think my quirky new sidekick is trying to tell me something.

Of course.

- -Huh?

What's that?

You want us to follow you on a brand-new adventure?

Well, let's go!

But, but, but we're already on a perfectly good adventure!