TK and Rachel had so much trouble with the killer krabs that Nicolas and Don managed to make it back to the Detour before they could finish. Finally, TK picked up a crab with a clue, and he and Rachel escaped the frenzied crab attack before the skin of their legs were clawed off.

Nicolas and Don took on the gutting. Don, who probably has experience working at a fishery or on a whaling boat hunting great white whales or whatever, gutted the fish like a… er, fish. He ordered Nicolas to look through the guts for a clue. "With my hands?" Nick asked hesitantly. No, with your nose. What do you think, fool?

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The two of them finished the gutting soon after, and all three teams were on their way to some glacier, with Ron and Chris slightly in the lead. They lost some of that lead climbing the glacier, not because of Ron's fear of heights, surprisingly enough, but because of Christina's crappy climbing ability.

Here's where we started to get a million shots of the Alaskan wilderness every few minutes. Did the Alaskan tourism board sponsor this episode? After all that, I feel like I should go live up on a glacier with the polar bears and live on lichen.

In between the panoramic shots of beautiful Alaskan scenery, we occasionally caught some glimpses of the teams heading to their next Route Marker. Ron and Chris were the first to arrive, and Chris elected to do the Roadblock.

Said Roadblock was a memory-based logic puzzle, way too complicated for me to describe properly. The racers had to pick up various items from each leg of the race, only they had quotas asking for things like one stick-like method of transportation and three animal products, for example.

God, please help me

Stubborn Donkey, Chicken Little and Taiwanese Cleaning Guy all made cameo appearances as objects. I can't believe they made Cleaning Guy an object. If you prick him, does he not bleed? The racers could not stop to reflect on the inhumanity of what was done to Cleaning Guy because the puzzle was far too devilish.

Chris became so frustrated that she tried to call upon divine intervention. "God, please help me," she implored. I don't think God does puzzles. He's never explained to me how to do Sudoku, no matter how many times I've asked the heavens for guidance.