We puttered around  this day. After some false starts we wound up at Boiling Pots, a park just up the mountain from Hilo.  When there is a lot of runoff, some of the pools really churn and it looks like they are boiling. At the time this picture was taken, there had been a shortage of rain and the water was very still.  Dad and I took a swim in some of the less green pools.  Sister had a little problem with a barbed wire fence earlier (and a trip to the emergency room)  so she just kicked back with a brew and her bandaged hand.