Spearfishing season has returned to New England, and with it all the excitement and fear that comes from putting a land animal -- in this case, a land animal who has seen the movie "Jaws" -- into an environment where it is ill-equipped and wildly vulnerable.
Or you can just think of it as armed snorkeling, and try to feel all James Bond-y.
Either way, a successful hunt yields to all sorts of inner turmoil for Billy, as he finds himself bonding with the three dead flounder in his refrigerator, unable to gut them properly because he feels like they're looking at him.
It's a journey, people. A journey.
In other news, the boys record at their new, top secret summer studio, just inches above the ocean; Jody again illustrates that he is an unfrozen caveman; more encounters with Mr. Outdoors; and the most important question a middle-aged outdoorsman can ask himself: Am I ready to acknowledge the functionality of dad sandals?