11:25
By eleven o'clock all were keenly on the look-out . Each flyer coveted the honor of being the first one to see the coastline of Central America , the resting-place of Panama . Paul , with the binoculars to his eyes , was the one to win . It was just exactly 11:25 when he shouted in true mariner 's style : `` Land ho , my hearties ! '' Taking the glass , one by one his comrades gladly echoed the announcement . But suddenly Bob 's face turned chalky . `` Jiminy , fellows , '' he cried , `` what boneheads we are !