At Cheesetown, the Chipsters are carrying a bigger load of cheese this time. Again, Reichen admonishes Chip not to push him from behind. (Yes, I know. The jokes abound. But I have deemed them beneath even me.) Load up the scale, and they're up to 282 kilograms. The guys working the scale explain to the Chipsters how to watch the big needle at the top to see whether they've got enough. They pick up the stretcher and head back for more cheese.
AirSteve and Dave and David and Jeff are still boating. Jeff explains that David can get aggressive, and really dug in with the paddle. This in spite of the fact that it's a motorboat. Don't know how much faster he's really making it go, but whatever. I get it -- David is Paddling Guy! He's Ruggedly Determined Guy! Did I get it right? Oy. Jeff suggests that the paddling was helpful, and they do reach the museum just before AirSteve and Dave, but it's hard to tell how much of the time they gained came from the paddling. David and Jeff select the poo, but AirSteve and Dave, right behind them, choose the cheese. This in spite of the fact that you can presumably tell from the clue that the heavy cheese is more physically demanding. In other words, Dave and AirSteve were in no position to be squeamish about the poo, which is why this decision just floors me. They interview that they thought nobody else would do the manure, so they didn't think they needed to. Sheesh. You're in last place. If you think nobody else is going to do it, that's the perfect time for you to do it and make up time. It's just a ridiculous decision.
The increasingly fearless, perky, and thoroughly likeable Monica and Sheree are in the poo as we speak, and Sheree has gotten her boot well mired in the pile. Monica pulls her out, and they find a clue. "I'll never complain about changing my son's diaper...ever again," Monica says as she opens the clue. Heh. You know, I've always wished they would cast a pair of intelligent, athletic, functional women who didn't get dinged by bad luck in the first couple of legs, and I think they might have finally managed it.
The saga of the Chipsters and the cheese continues. They actually load too much onto the scale at one point, but they remove some until they weasel it down to 500 kilograms exactly. Ding ding! The scale guys give them a hearty, warm round of applause, although when Chip goes in to hug one of them, he gets the straight-arm. Heh. Stay out of the cheese man's personal space, there, pretty boy. The crowd gathered outside to watch cheers appreciatively. The Chipsters get the next clue, which sends them to The Smoker.