#manlovesaturday Blog Hop: Send Lawyers, Guns, and Roses…

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So here’s a little bit from the sequel to Hitting Black Ice. Hunter and Alex are vacation romancing on the island of Saba in the Caribbean and have made new friends…this is a snapshot of Saba’s history via Talisha…

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“Tantric is not sex yoga,” Orfeo repeated to Hunter.

Alex fell back with Talisha and Max, letting Orfeo and Hunter get ahead of them on the trail. Hunter had asked and Orfeo was giving him an introduction lecture. Despite the pink sneakers, Talisha did well on the slippery parts of the trail, but then again, she’d done it before. Chattering seemed to be her superpower, but she didn’t natter on about herself. Max walked along in a monkish quiet, seemingly at peace with his own thoughts and withdrawn from interaction. Maybe he had simply retreated from his sister.

“It’s so cool how these trails were made—this one isn’t even used much, it’s one that Orfeo and Max maintain for themselves because it leads to the most amazing view. Not that nearly every view on this island isn’t amazing. And I don’t think I’ve ever been anywhere so quiet practically all the time. Did you hear the conch guy yet?”

“Yes, a few mornings.”

“You have to be awake by six to hear him. In the old days they hardly ever saw anyone from the outside world and if a ship came by with supplies or a new family or someone wanted to leave, the guy who lived on one of the cliff top houses would blow his horn. The whole island would go down to the shore to meet them. Same for when the fishing boats came in. There’s a guy there now who lives in the house that the family of the original conch guy owned, and he blows the conch to keep up the tradition.

She took a breath to continue. “These trails were made before they built The Road. The islanders built the steps to help with the steeper parts, though the rain forest has taken back most of those trails now. Some of the hiking trails are maintained, and people come from all over the world to hike them. Ecotourism, you know? Sometimes you’re hiking and you climb five steps that go nowhere. A few of the trails were made by old lava tracks that naturally found the easiest route down the mountain.”

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