Awaiting a weather window in Oswego

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The first photo is the water fall over the dam at a lock we had just come down through on the Oswego River. The next photo shows the two boats we are traveling with right now entering the last lock at Oswego. The lead boat is Ithaka from Florida and the second boat is Southern Comfort, also from Florida. The third photo is typical of the beautiful condition of the New York Canal System. We are very impressed with the way New York maintains the canals and the people who operate them. The next photo is out of order but it is the sign at the intersection of the Erie and the Oswego canals. The last photo is the light house at the entrance of the Oswego River from Lake Ontario. This is where we will exit tomorrow to make the 40 mile crossing of the lake.
Our transmission repairs were completed on Tuesday afternoon so we prepared to leave Wednesday morning for the run to Oswego, NY which is the jumping off point for crossing Lake Ontario for Canada. We had a beautifully sunny day for the trip up the Oswego River through eight locks and arrived in Oswego by mid afternoon. Since we had mail send to general delivery at the Oswego post office, Muriel and I took off to get our mail. As we walked through town following a map to the post office Muriel became convinced the map and I were wrong and the post office was going to be in a building with a flag on it in the opposite direction from which we were headed. She was looking backwards. Suddenly I heard this sound of grunts and groans and turned to find Muriel crumpled on the ground. She had walked through some detour signs which had been placed on the side walk. She had stepped into a steel cross brace which ran horozontal about 9 inches above the ground. This was a perfect trip wire which busted her shin wide open. We were in front of a convenience store and a man who was pumping gas came running up and it took he and I to get Muriel back on her feet. She already had a golf ball size knot on her shin with blood running down into her shoe. There were several other bruises on her right shin and the left had a smaller bloody spot on it. We got her to the store and got a wet napkin and some ice. I left her sitting on a drink display outside the store and went two blocks to the post office. When I got back I told Muriel we would get a cab back to the marina. She refused and said she would find someone to take her back. A woman in the parking lot said she would be glad to take us to the marina.
As soon as we got back we got Guy and Peggy from Southern Comfort to help bandage her. They were both in the medical corps in the Army.
The right leg became so painful about an hour afterward that Muriel could not stand on it. After resting for a couple hours she managed to get up and walk a little and get to the bed. This morning she has aches and pains in numerous places but she is a trooper. She is in the galley fixing breakfast, and looking forward to a day of rest, since the weather is keeping us from traveling.