I learned a lot from the boy scouts. I was in a group that didn't give a damn about the community service stuff or anything else except camping and hiking. I loved it. I learned a ton because we screwed up virtually every time. Spent nights out in Oregon coast range rain storms, in jeans, and then it starts snowing all night. We took tents out that just collapsed under overnight snowfall, waking up suffocating and laughing. I burned myself, cut myself, shot things, almost drowned several times, and overall had a blast. I gained an appreciation for polypro (but never under shorts) and how to insulate myself from the ground after freezing my ass off repeatedly. I learned to shut up and hike instead of bitching about things.
In summary, the boy scouts is a great learning experience if you don't die in the process. I'm a better outdoor person for it. It was particularly fun to pick on the other groups who came to the jamborees who were all religious and regimented and stuff. Man those cats had a hard time.
I've no idea what it's like today though.