AirSteve and Dave arrive at Cheesetown to fulfill their mission of never doing the thing that would be faster, ever. Way to choose the task most likely to tear your cartilage, there, guys. ["Pathetically enough, I have some experience in dealing with manure and a bum joint at the same time, and if the bad knee is what motivated their decision, I can get behind that. Manure is not a stable walking surface; given a choice, you'd probably rather do a job that's harder physically as long as it allows you to control the joint's range of motion, instead of flailing around trying to keep your balance. In other news, baling hay? So, so boring." -- Sars] They step into the wooden shoes and watch warily as the experienced cheese-carriers literally run by with the stretcher between them. "Hey, you got bigger shoes than us!" AirSteve protests. Hee. In an interview, a laughing AirSteve says, "Had we known, we might've gone ass-to-elbows in crap." They have an audience for the cheese-carrying as well, incidentally. Just as with Chip and Reichen, there is a discussion about the importance of the back guy not pushing the front guy. They load their cheese onto the scale, and -- again repeating Chip and Reichen's performance -- they have brought 72 kilograms on their first trip.
Elsewhere, a cheery Kelly and Jon are approaching the pit stop. Welcome, Kelly and Jon, you are team number three. They low-five, this time poo-free.
Reichen and Chip, currently in front of the remaining teams, reach The Smoker. "Is this the smoker?" Chip asks. "Yep, look at him smoking," Reichen says. He does know the guy's smoking fish, right? I'm just going to assume he does. Reichen takes the Roadblock. Monica and Sheree arrive just then, having recovered nicely from their stuck-in-the-mud moment. Monica voices over that she and Sheree kept running into the Chipsters all day, and the teams couldn't shake each other. The Falconettes immediately assign the task to Sheree.
As Reichen walks down into the pit of eels, I am again struck by the fact that although they keep cutting to shots of many, many frantic eels all a-wiggling, the ones you can actually see in the same shot as Reichen do not appear to be moving at all. I don't know how long eels live in the bottom of a boat, but they do not appear to be too feisty, if you get my drift. "Do they get pissed when you touch 'em?" Reichen says -- I think because he's wondering how this is a Roadblock when none of the eels is moving. I see almost no eel movement while either Sheree or Reichen does this task. I don't want to say anything, but I'm not sure this episode would qualify for the usual "no eels were harmed in the making of this episode" disclaimer. A few may be clinging to their last moments, but for the most part, it's all over for the eels. Anyway, Sheree and Reichen both retrieve twenty-five not-very-lively eels with no difficulty. Both teams run off toward their cars. "Reichen, can we follow you?" Sheree asks. "Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Reichen calls back. See that? It's The Low-Key Alliance of Falconettes and Chipsters. In fact, Reichen says in an interview that the Falconettes are the only team he trusts at all.