Not missing a beat, the captain bellowed, "Everybody's got to maintain a lookout! You cannot cruise by GPS and autopilot!" Touché, Captain Mac, touché.
Hours later, exercised by our sail and tucked in at Lake Ogleton, we toured the waterfront by dinghy and, lo and behold, came upon the ketch at anchor, with a green smudge on its port bow. The crew seemed content, and we could only conclude that all was well. As we headed back to La Mia Stella, the first raindrops fell, and the captain was pleased.