"A yacht," he says. A moment passes. "A racing yacht. Wow. Got some storm damage." He studies the speck a moment more, then steps over to the windlass and begins to take in the jib.

You move to assist. "What's going on?" you ask.

"That boat is the Galapagos Canary NWF," Terry tells you. "You heard of the New Magellan Challenge? The around-the-world yacht race?"

"It was on the radio," you say. "The fleet was going to pass south of us in a day or two."

"Looks like Canary's out ahead." Terry says. "Way north of the others. And for some reason it's set course to intercept us."