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【写在开篇】有人说:“俄罗斯不是一个国家,而是一个世界。”首先,地大。人口只有 1.6 亿的俄罗斯,却拥有横跨欧亚大陆的1700 多万平方公里的国土面积,占了地球上 1/6 的陆地。其次,物博。俄罗斯有着丰富的让人眼馋的自然资源,足以支撑起一个世界。 我们眼中的俄罗斯会是什么样的呢?带着这样的疑问开始我们16天的旅程…在最美的秋季,从寒冷飘雪的伊尔库茨克,到阳光明媚的圣彼得堡,经历着突如其来的暴雪,感受着浓墨重彩的秋色。第一天:每个去过俄罗斯的人,看到的俄罗斯人都是不同的,有人说俄罗斯人很傲气,不屑于用英语回答你。有人说俄罗斯人很冷漠,不会为了你的迷茫而停下脚步。也有人说,俄罗斯人很豪爽,言语间就热络的共进伏特加。也许维京海盗和东斯拉夫农民的结合,注定了他们的双重性格。时而豪迈慷慨,时而自私吝啬。时而热情奔放,时而冷漠残酷。时而目光远大,时而固执短视。通过短短的旅途,去体会俄罗斯的深厚历史是远远不够的,可是我们却看到了美好的未来。留在记忆里的是年轻人的勃勃生机,勤学上进和热情好客,因为你们,让不懂俄语的我们,顺利愉悦的给旅行画上了完美的句号,期待下一次的相遇… 照例,先放行程,接着放毒!喀山圣母教堂的香烛环贝加尔湖火车奥列洪岛眺望贝加尔湖红场上的圣瓦西里和克林姆林宫谢尔盖耶夫镇的圣三一修道院苏兹达尔的洋葱们弗拉基米尔的圣母升天大教堂彼得大帝夏宫北京的夏日才刚刚离去,我们就带着厚厚的冬装,登上了西伯利亚航空的飞机。走出机舱,寒气扑面而来,这就是带着冬天味道的伊尔库茨克了。 伊尔库茨克,没听过吧?可是另外两个响亮的名字,西伯利亚、贝加尔湖,想必大家都不陌生。伊尔库茨克(Иркутск),是伊尔库茨克州的首府,是东西伯利亚第二大城市,市中心与居民区间以天然白桦林连接着。安加拉河贯穿市区,有大桥连通在贝加尔湖的东南端。作为东西伯利亚的首府,伊尔库茨克拥有不少19世纪的豪华建筑,曾被誉为“西伯利亚的巴黎”。到达:北京-伊尔库茨克,直飞的是西伯利亚航空S7和海南航空的飞机,班次并不是天天有,S7每周一、三、六,05:35~08:50,海南航空貌似也是一、三、六1000~1315。 软件:神奇的2GIS必须安装,提前下载几个城市的离线地图,五星推荐,相当于俄罗斯的高德地图,也许做的还要更好一些。需要安装俄文输入或者功课做好,提前把要去的地方俄文备注好。随时查询公交地铁,酒店购物,太方便。一路走来三个有网络的童鞋没有我一个离线地图的灵光~电话卡:网上大家都推荐小蜜蜂,不知道为什么这么迷信,就没有人反馈个真实体会吗?比MTS便宜,但是真心不好用,小火车信号差的一塌糊涂,奥列洪岛甚至基本没信号。还是推荐最大的品牌MTS,3G的包月流量250,比小蜜蜂贵50。另外两个品牌套餐外的流量都会比较贵,尤其是莫斯科或者圣彼得堡的卡在伊尔库茨克用,所以淘宝购卡的需要注意。 换汇:出发前网上有人说,最合适的办法是当地银联取现(用华夏卡,首笔没有手续费),其次是带美金去换汇,最不合适的是国内直接换卢布。我的亲身体会,应该是当地银联取现和出发前国内换汇差不多,都比较合适。旅行16天,两个人4万卢布现金加上取现两次15000卢布,其余住宿,购物刷卡。最后几天卢布增值,刷卡购物的比较不合适。 语言:俄罗斯英文普及的非常不好,伊尔库茨克就会更差一些,问路,坐公交,买车票最好提前准备好俄语,show给大妈大叔看,简单粗暴,沟通无障碍。酒店前台是接触的人群里英文最好的,有问除了Info!就找漂亮帅气的前台~伊尔库茨克(Иркутск),始建于1700年,已经拥有315年的城市发展史,是西伯利亚唯一的大工业城市,也是交通和商贸的枢纽。伊尔库茨克有约1300处历史建筑文明遗产,其中有东正教堂(喀山教堂)、波兰人大教堂、政府大楼、二战胜利纪念广场、历史博物馆、十二月党人文化公园等 ......伊尔库茨克的市区范围并不大,溜达着去Tourist Information Center拿地图,i里的姑娘英文也很好,和城市旅游资讯以及周边交通有关系的问,尽管丢过去吧。心满意足的拿着绿线GREEN LINE地图,开始了我们匆匆半日的城市随行。 ,有30个市区主要景点的英文介绍,非常方便徒步游览。穿过著名的卡尔马克思大街,一路向北,来到了安加拉河畔。远远望去,最为醒目的是矗立的黄白相间的凯旋门,叫做Moscow Gate。凯旋门前停了长长一排的婚车,倒是没咱国内结婚气派。新郎新娘,还有不可思议的诸多伴郎伴娘,欢声笑语不断。零度的气温也抵挡不了新人们的喜悦,穿着婚纱的新娘面对镜头,high的不行。晏宾说,一路碰到的新娘子即使上了妆也没有街上匆忙走过的姑娘们漂亮,也许都是到了一定年纪,即将长腿辣妹变身大妈的时候,才会考虑找个长期饭票?不过这只是一句玩笑话,无论是在伊尔库茨克这样的小城市,还是莫斯科圣彼得堡那样的大城市,路上偶遇的年轻年长的女性,穿着打扮,发行配饰,无不透着精致和品位,好像随时准备走上时尚杂志一般。安加拉河畔的围栏上挂满了漂亮的同心锁,大小颜色各异,周边也没看到售卖亭,难道这里有这样的传统?出门还得备锁头[/惊讶] 河边望去,高耸的烟囱,进进出出的船只,忙碌工作的吊车,无不显示着工业城市的繁忙。冬季河畔漫步,寒风扑面,带来丝丝潮气,有孩童包裹的如童话里的公主,粉嫩嫩的,推着同样粉嫩的小推车和玩具公主,蹒跚学步,小脸呈现着健康的苹果红。沿着无人的河滨大道一路走到了基洛夫广场,广场上教堂林立,救世主大教堂,主显节大教堂,波兰人大教堂。首先看到的是这座堆积木一般的主显节大教堂(Собор Богоявления)。大教堂始建于1693年,是伊尔库茨克第二古老的石头建筑,至今保存的很好。漂亮的教堂白色亮洁,各层由长方形、圆柱形、三角锥形组合在一起,旁边还有两的金色的洋葱头形状的穹顶衬托着,非常耀眼,也有人称它为“博戈亚福列涅大教堂”。东正教教堂男士不允许带帽,女士入内可以带帽或者包头巾。建议还是随身携带一条围巾,既能保暖,又能裹头,戴着帽子总觉得对上帝不太尊重。一般情况教堂内不允许拍照,需要拍照提前询问,有的教堂只是唱诗和讲经的地方不让拍照。马路对面是救世主大教堂SpasskayaTserkov,历史超过300年。教堂外围有一圈小花圃,还有纪念碑,老爷爷带着孙子挑选着鲜花献给长眠的英雄们。推开厚重的有着岁月痕迹的木头门,拾级而上,二楼是教堂主体,教堂内部不大,顶部和墙壁上的彩色绘画,讲诉着一个又一个圣经故事,指引着教众前行的方向。([
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澳大利亚游记随拍片花一澳大利亚游记随拍片花二澳大利亚游记随拍片花三 澳大利亚游记随拍行程地图达尔文 -- 凯恩斯 -- 布里斯班 --悉尼 -- 墨尔本 -- 阿德莱德 -- 爱丽丝泉 澳大利亚游记随拍行程地图达尔文 -- 凯恩斯 -- 布里斯班 --悉尼 -- 墨尔本 -- 阿德莱德 -- 爱丽丝泉 达尔文(Darwin)和卡卡杜(Kakadu)达尔文城是澳大利亚北部地区的首府,也是比较著名的旅游城市,因英国生物学家达尔文于1839年曾到此考察,故该市以他的名字而命句名。这里原来是土著人的居住地,19世纪70年代发现金矿后而迅速发展起来,这里有卡卡杜国家公园和著名的铀矿。卡卡杜国家公园(Kakadu National Park)是澳大利亚最大的国家公园,这里以郁郁苍苍的原始森林,各种珍奇的野生动物,以及保存有2万年前的山崖洞穴的原始壁画而闻名于世,是一处为现代人保存的一份丰厚的文化遗产和旅游胜地,被联合国列为世界遗产。达尔文(Darwin)YHA DIY 超级快餐 达尔文(Darwin)YHA泳池。 达尔文(Darwin)YHA窗外的鸡蛋花。 达尔文(Darwin)YHA紧邻假日饭店,呵呵。 达尔文(Darwin)YHA的落日 达尔文(Darwin)城市掠影 1,达尔文军港,一艘登陆舰正在驶回军港 达尔文(Darwin)城市掠影 2,这里离赤道很近,气候像广州,闷热。 达尔文(Darwin)城市掠影 3,花园的座椅上面应当是爬满藤蔓以遮蔽阳光。 达尔文(Darwin)城市掠影 4,雨季会经常暴雨连天,甚至遭遇飓风袭击。 达尔文(Darwin)城市掠影 5,地广人稀,城市很少有高层建筑。 达尔文(Darwin)城市掠影 6旅游时达尔文主要产业之一。 达尔文(Darwin)城市掠影 7,新欢这家门牌柱。 达尔文(Darwin)城市掠影 8.见得最多的是皮卡。 达尔文(Darwin)城市掠影 9,鲜花满地的海港 达尔文(Darwin)城市掠影 10,大片的草坪 达尔文(Darwin)城市掠影 11,看看着地面,就知道这里的温度。 达尔文(Darwin)城市掠影1 2,花园环绕的宅子,羡慕这里的环境,但对于像我这样的北方人来讲,这里实在是太热了。 去卡卡杜(kakadu)国家公园看岩画 1,路上遇见一袋鼠,被撞翻的,不是我撞的。 去卡卡杜(kakadu)国家公园看岩画 2,公园的道路指示牌,赞! 去卡卡杜(kakadu)国家公园看岩画 3,看见岩石是这颜色,联想这本身就是巨大铀矿,赶紧离开。 去卡卡杜(kakadu)国家公园看岩画 4,路上遇到的白蚁窝,有三米高大,看过介绍,其内部有完善的通风降温系统,这一窝有200万支白蚁。 去卡卡杜(kakadu)国家公园看岩画 5,这是在卡卡杜游客中心看到的本,路上有活的。印象最深的的旁边的盖革计数器急促的蜂鸣声表明这里铀矿辐射很强。 去卡卡杜(kakadu)国家公园看岩画 6,刚才还是蓝天白云,转眼就乌云密布。 ([]
Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangMr YANG Liusong, a Chinese who just finished the first solo traverse over Chang Tang by cycling from west to east in recorded human history, shared his stunning Expedition with all of us through the forum 8264 https//bbs.8264.com/thread-512349-1-1.html . In order to share his legendary journey with those who cannot read Chinese, I translate his story to English here, which has been approved by Mr YANG Liusong. Hope you guys enjoy it.为了让杨同学的传奇能让全世界的驴友分享,俺决定把杨同学的帖子翻译成英文。为了避免麻烦,俺先来个免责声明:1。杨同学不认识俺,也没有授权俺,如果他说不要翻译了那俺就随时终止;2。俺没有商业目的,译版版权归杨同学,俺啥也不要,也不承担法律责任;3。没有杨同学授权,不敢擅自发在国外网站,发在原帖处,荣誉归8264;4。俺英语水平有限,欢迎指正,欢迎转贴。 Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangBy Yang LiusongIt has been three months since I traversed the unpopulated region in the Great Chang Tang. There are many like-minded asking me about it. I now present this thread to briefly tell everybody about my journey.The starting point of this traverse was from the highest peak of the western part of the Tibetan plateau, Jieshan Daban, and the day was April 20, 2010.I was heading eastward passing Bungdag Co, Yanghu Co, Rola Co, and Kangzhagri Mountain, which crossed over the desolate region from west to east. The journey continued northward to enter the unpopulated area of Altun Mountains, through Hoh Xil Mountains, Kunlun Mountains, Whale lake, ..., finally met some people by the Aqqikkol Hu and then arrived in Huatugou by vehicle three days later and that day was July 5. It had been 77 days in total. I had been all alone 74 days after leaving Jieshan Daban until arriving inAqqikkol Hu, which was about 1400km and about four months.[The Great Chang Tang] In Tibetan, "Chang Tang" means northern empty wilderness while narrowly, means unpopulated region in northern part of Tibet. However, it actually indiCATes all of the no man's land in northern. The great Chang Tang includes desolate places in Northern Tibet, Hoh Xil, Alun Mountains, and Kunlun Mountains, which are interconnected to form the unique and super empty wilderness in the world. Only because Hoh Xil is the most known name, most people just think this vast land is equivalent to Hoh Xil. In reality, Hoh Xil is only a small piece of the Great Chang Tang both administratively and geologically. The Great Chang Tang, the last land to chase your freedom and dream.The route that I traversed ForeplayI arrived in Tibet in the early March, a couple of troubles bothered me. The brand new plug got its positive and negative wrongly connected; the rivets of my rucksack eASIly got broken from now and again; and a multi-functional charger got damaged and so on. Riding my bike to Ngari for warming up of this journey, lost my rucksack but later got it back; lost my camera bag and got it back later again, and finally lost a big bicycle pannier in the street of Gyangze town under the eyes of police, including clothes, solar panel and so on.Without much choice, I returned to Lhasa to adjust all the stuff I would need in the wilderness. Then I begged some luck by going to Nyingchi to enjoy the blossoms of peach trees and to take a hot spring bath. I even had the privilege to enjoy time with ten girls in the hot spring. I felt my bad luck had all gone and then returned to Lhasa again to prepare going to Ngari. I did not expect that I was cheated on by some hustler and lost some money and delayed my schedule for a week. I had to find a car myself quickly to Nagri. However, I lost the tool for fast-parting my rear wheel on my way to Nagri, where was a remote area in Tibet and nowhere to buy the tool. Even if there was one in Lhasa it would take at least ten days for a special delivery service. I was lucky that my mate Duola asked a driver to bring the tool for me from Lhasa. I thought there should be no more nightmare like this but the nozzle of my brand new multi-fuel stove was broken. The next day I tried everywhere to weld them back together. The first three shops could not do the welding for copper. The fourth one said they could do it but could not guarantee a sUCCess. The engineer said it would be ten Chinese yuans if it was a success. I agreed. Just in seconds, my nozzle became crap in a flash of lightening. I was so upset. Again, Duola helped me by bringing her own MSR oil stove and Dingding's sleeping bag to Nagri. That was already April 16 and I did not have much time to waste. The following day I found a vehicle heading to Jieshan Daban.The sand storm over Yarlung Zangbo RiverA lonely peach tree blossoming in Yarlung Zangbo Grand CanyonNatural hot spring in wild, me singing and drinking (photo by a friend of mine) Day 1(April 20), 16km, Camping 5192mIt was a truck with a full load of iron wastes, arriving in Jieshan Daban at 6'o clock in the morning. It was still night and extremely cold and dark. Driver was not bothered to pop his head out of the driving cab. I climbed up on the top of the iron wastes, taking my bicycle down. In a hurry, I punched my old water bag. Fortunately I had another MSR water bag given by a friend of mine otherwise I would definitely fail without even starting my journey. For the first time for me to set up the brand new tent in strong, cold winds. It would be impossible to do so if the tent was not a whole piece. Extremely cold outside, about -15C, might be lower than that, I put my head into the sleeping bag but was nearly suffocated to death, honestly. The smell of Dingding's sleeping bag was, lol, so extraordinary. I woke up around 11 o'clock. There were still strong winds outside so that I had to use my bodyweight to keep the tent in place. At the time when I just started to cook and eat, four patrolling soldiers approached me. To their surprise someone, in this season, camped in Jieshan Daban. I was so nervous and afraid they were the people to block my journey because I was caught and deported from the desolate land last year. Luckily the four soldiers did not know my destination and were very kind to me. After they left, I immediately packed my stuff and pushed my bike into the depths of the unpopulated area just in case anything unexpected happened.The bike was very heavy due to the provisions and hard to control. There was even a quite small hill that I had to remove my bike panniers to get over it. This really struck me because this happened even the path was still the hardship one at the moment and I could not imagine what I would do once I entered the uncertain, endless wilderness. Until now I had not met anyone, even the nomadic pastoralists. I remembered there were quite a few of them roaming at the edge of the northern Tibetan plateau last year. All of these indicated it was not the good pasture season in such low temperature and strong winds. Around 16km there was a sheep cote, where I passed it last year, east of Lungmu Co. I was exhausted at this point so that I decided to camp in here and to rest my head. After arranging tent everything I went out to look for the wetland discovered by Duola and Liumeng last year. I was determined to find it.There were many hot springs in the wetland which were underground water with a constant temperature. The wetland therefore became an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such harsh weather, which was the very unique land feature of terrain in this over 5200m highland.Perpetual snow in the valley blown to corn shape by strong windsThis wetland was discovered by Duola and Liumeng. The workers at a nearby mine did not know it and I too missed it last yearUnderground water with a constant temperature, an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such icy weather 感谢大伙儿支持和加分,不一一回复了。特别感谢多啦,希望能有机会一起喝酒吃肉。 Day 2 (April 21), 0km, Camping5192mBlustering gale all night, up and down like ocean waves. The next day rather than continuing to travel, I stayed inside the sheep cote, hesitating and pondering over. Indeed, there were so many problems before this journey;I did not have sufficient physical preparation;the load had already reached its limitation; I still coughed a lot;the weather was so extreme and cold. All in all, I did not think this journey was well prepared and I did not have confidence in completing this journey mentally and physically. To do, or not to do, it was the question. Similarly I did not have confidence in my facilities, not knowing whether all of them would work functionally or not. The fact was one of the rivets got broken again and the front rack came loose. In the afternoon, I replaced all the rivets of the panniers with screws I had prepared before. This was an excellent job I had done which gave me no further troubles throughout my whole journey. I also re-adjusted the front rack. However I did not think it would definitely all right because I did not have a tool to do it. When the darkness descended,I made up my mind to continue my journey, which, of course, was not beyond any imagination. Orchid-like weedsSmall springs everywhere, clear and chillyA thin layer of ice covering the fresh spring water The sheep cote, it was the door under the sleeping bag, which was in the same place as last year, everything looked like yesterdayThe wetland at duskLungmu Co at dusk. You could hear the gigantic sound of wind if the picture had a sound Day 3 (April 22), 52.4km, Camping 5145mGot up in the morning, could not put everything into the bags. Without much choice I had to throw away three portions of tsampa, elbow pads, and crampons. Following the road of the lead-zinicmine I found the side path to enter the wilderness, which was on the riverbed and very hard to see. I missed this side path last year so that I had to take a short cut into the wilderness directly then. That was why I had taken extra care to find the side path. The following journey was to get over a big hill, which lay 5275m above sea level and was the highest point of my whole journey. Around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I passed the side path leading to Orba Co and started a journey which was complete strange to me. I ate a piece of pilot breads, which was frozen like rocks so that I had to use my spade to crush it. At 6 o'clock in the evening, I had pushed plus rode my bicycle for about 32 km. I reckoned I should have been able to double this if I did no carry such heavy load. The wind became stronger and stronger. I opened the parasail kits and tested it. The result was far beyond what I expected. With the aid of the strong wind I was just like flying over the wilderness. After 8 o'clock in the evening, I started to observe the water Source and to get ready to camp. Map showed there were successive springs along the path and assembled to puddles. But I had overestimated the water source here in this land and in this season there were endless wilderness inside the valley, where I could not see a single drop of water. As it became darker and darker, I felt a little bit nervous which resulted in three spokes of the parasail broken and became a useless rubbish. Anyway, it helped me to move forward 20km more which benefited me a lot later on. When time approached 9.30 pm, it was almost completely dark. I had to lie my bike on the ground and went on to try to find water on the north side of the valley. This was a wide and flat sandy land, where I could not see any ditches there and further was complete darkness. I returned to get my GPS to look up the contours and found the south part of the valley was closer to a hill so I took the way. Finally I found a piece of ice in a ditch. I smashed about 20litre of ice. The ice was quite shallow scattered with sheep poo. On my way back, my eyes were hurt by strong winds, which got me a couple of days to recover. It was nearly 23 o'clock after I set up the tent. It also took about 40 mins to melt the ice. I was so tired and my appetite was completely spoiled. I then had a little bit of milk. I had never expected thing would go like this, it was so distressing. Streams along the path, ice everywhereThe river flew into Matou Hu, in whose north part there was a satellite lake, a wonderful ice-skating court It took 40mins to melt the ice in midnight Day 4 (April 23), 31km, Camping 5028mA cloudy day with gusts. From now and again, hails chased me from behind. Sunny spell. Heavy sandy land made me have to push my bike. At 3pm, I arrived at Luxing Hu, where there was a house made of clay. This was the last permanent building of my journey. Last year, Duola and Liumeng once lived in this house for three days without meeting anybody. It seemed it was the same but the truck parking in front of the house made me worry about. I went to the sheep cote first to check over, where there were only a few lambs following me everywhere I went later on. This made me feel warm in my heart. I observed farther places using my binoculars but could not see any people or sheeps. After making sure there were no people around I opened the locked door using a screwdriver. The living room was very clean. There were two boxes of beverages on the ground and a string of cured lamb legs hanging over in the interior room. A pot of water was on the top of the stove, lukewarm, which indicated the host must be not far away from his home. I filled up my water bag and left the house. I also put the screws back to the door in order not to leave any trace of my visiting. I then took a spanner from the toolbox of the truck, which gave me great help for the rest of the journey.I left the house as quickly as possible. After last year's experience, the nomadic pastoralists were the last people I wanted to meet. A few hundred meters away from the house, the vehicle traces were fading fast. Even downhill, I had to push rather than to ride because of the heavy loose sand. From the route point of view, only after Luxing Hu it was the real unpopulated land. After many days, I thought of the lamb legs from time to time. It was pity that I then had plenty of provisions and the bike was too heavy to carry anything more. Continue to melt the ice under the morning sunshine, all of the sheep poo had been removed carefullyCamping site, the little hill over there was the place where I got the ice last nightThe house by the Luxing Hu, empty, the last permanent building I saw throughout my journeyDay 5 (April 24), 19.8km, Camping 4951mSet off at 10.30 in the morning, the weather was similar to yesterday. Probably this road was the high plain or somewhere the wind passed so that it was so windy. The average wind speed was degree 6 but could reach degree 9 in the blick of an eye. The road was still full of sand and very heavy to walk on it. My eyes became worse under such harsh weather. About three o'clock in the afternoon, I saw something in my right, looked like antenna. I went closer to see what it was and found out it was an iron tower (the triangulation station). In 1970s, a joint team from Chinese three military regiments entered this area doing research. They have left a lot of triangulation stations and benchmarks, which I had the priviledge to see them today.At dusk, I approached to a spring by the Bungdag Co, which flew into the frozon lake. The sand and soil, brought by the strong wind, scattered on the surface of the ice all over the lake. There were so many cracks around the icey surface of the lake. I geussed it must be caused by the springs under the water rather than by melted ice. In the west of the Bungdag Co was the side path leading to Keriya Pass, where a SUV could reach directly. I had looked out any vehicle Tracks but failed. The cloudy sky started to snow. I set up the tent comfortably because I knew that I was safe having such a sweet spring beside me.Triangulation station erected by scientists from the joint research team on Chang Tang of three military regiments in 1971[size=+0]The gap between water and ice in Bungdag Co, I guessed there must be some springs under the lakeThe storm just above the ground, a chaotic darkness[size=+0]Icy Bungdag Co,one of the four biggest lakes in Northern Tibet, wild ducks flying over this vastness and lonenessSnowing at any time, should not happen so frequently like this in this seasonDay 6 (April 25), 4.3km, Camping 5002mWeathering landforms everywhere around this area. Spongy volcanic rocks could be found easily. I pushed my bike turning around a small hill, seeing a big river, the Yinshui He, flowing from Orba Co into Bungdag Co, which I had been to its upstream last year. It was also a passage for animal migration. The downstream of the river was extremely wide and broad. The thickess of the ice layer could reach one meter with the main stem in the middle course of the river, very deep. There were a few springs along the river, sweet and clear.I only went forward a little bit more than 4km but I had walked more than 20km for finding my way. It was not possible to cross the main stem, let alone the north bank of Bungdad Co. What I could only do was to try to find a shallow place to cross. But the southern area was a even larger piece of wetland and forced the road turn towards west. I spent a couple of hours but failed to find a good point to cross the river. In the afternoon, I decided to follow the edge of the wetland. When I reached the hill foot, the wetland finally disappeared. Around this area, there were clearly volcanic feature of terrain and I even found traces of pasturing and cairns made from volcanic rock.Here was the last pasturing trace I found throughout my journey, I guessed it was a summer pasture area. After this, there was no clear sign of human activities in this vast wilderness. I had been looking for my ways until it was dark. I made up my mind where to go TOMOrrow. The terrain here looked like Yardang landforms, as well as volcanic landforms The Yinshui He river from Orba CoSprings scattered all over the river bank, painted green by lovely algaeThe river was very deep. The mixture of green and amber colour showed the sand and mud carried by the melted iceThick layer of ice, sunken surface caused by strong gustsThe south course of the Yinshui He, countless small streams. To the right was the wetlandLooking for ways in the east, a trace of pasturing and the cairn made from spongy volcanic rocksMy camp, opposite to the hillDay 7 (April 26), 11km, Camping 5009mI moved forward to the direction I found yesterday, turning around the wetland and walking toward east. At 2pm, I was blocked by the zigzag Yinshui He again and I had no choice but to cross it. The river was about 700m wide, covered by ice which appeared very different. The hanging ice, the folding ice, the piling-up ice, the icy puddle, and the sleet were everywhere along the river bank. Having noticed all of these, I reckoned the river would be receding at dusk, which was why there were so many different shapes and forms of ice. I put my slipper on, going into the main stream of the river. I found there were at least three different courses of the river, the thickness of the surface ice varied and the river water reached above my knees. I sighed there would be no way back once I crossed this river. There are many ways in one's life too, you can only take it once and you will no long have the courage to repeat it.I pushed the bike crossing the river. Some of the ice was a bit soft, jamming the tyres so that I had to use my feet to break them first. Some of the ice was a bit thick but with half-melted underneath, sticking the the bike completely, some of the ice was half-water half-ice with a sandy riverbed, which was really hard to pass. I had to remove all of the panniers at the last stage of the crossing. I spent the whole four hours to cross the river, my legs got many bloody cuts. At 6pm, the surface ice was almost disappeared completely, the river level rapidly rising to a chaotic status. I thought if I hesitated a little bit at that time, I could not have the courage to cross this river under such circumstances. The river bank was unimaginably sandy and was quite steep. I had to unloaded the panniers again to reach the top of the bank. By the time of sunset, the weather became exceptionally good. The sunlight from the descending sun, the blue sky, the faint moon, .... I liked such a colorful and peaceful Chang Tang and very much enjoyed my camp and myself bathed in such beautiful colour.The ice like this was very thin and suspended, far away from the main stemHard surface with half-melted underneath, the soft sand at the botton was most scaryThe ice like this could easily jam the wheels, hard to get it outI had to unload the panniersChaotic water and terrible hails turned up in no timeThe Chang Tang at the moment liked it used to be,a mixture of cold and warm tones under the golden setting sun Day 8 (April 27), 14.6km, Camping 5112mLast night, I forgot to bring in the odometer, which was out of order due to the coldness in midnight. Since then I used GPS to check the mileage. The digital thermometer was no longer working. I had to use mercury thermometer to collect data. Night temperatures were basically between –15℃—–20℃ while the temperature inside my tent was about –10℃. The advantage of the integrated tent was that it limited the ventilation so to keep warm inside. However, it got clearly disadvantage of heavy condensation and dew. Every morning, there was plenty of frost inside the tent so that I had to put my hood on First Before fully getting dressed. The winds in Chang Tang finally became consistent with the pattern I had researched the other day no or very tiny wind in the morning, strong wind started after 2pm, and then at around 8pm its strength was reduced again. The accuracy of this prediction was about 80%.The road was very bad today. I walked whole afternoon in an ancient riverbed and it was so difficult that I had to use all of my strengths to move a small step forward and then to stop to breath, slower than a snail. After five hours' struggling, my eyes got wet when I saw the grassy river bank. Finally! The nightmare was over.Cold and clear morningHeavy morning condensation in the interior, a lot of frost to clearSuch dawning sunlight indicated a cloudy day ahead Day 9 (April 28), 18km, 5072mIn the morning I entered a range of sandy roads which were so terrible. The solar panel specially designed for GPS got short circuited. After checking it was found to be the diode got damaged. Luckily I got a replacement. Because the GPS was exclusively supplied by a solar panel so that it was no longer a problem for the power supplement of GPS. In a period of 70 days, I did replace the battery once, which saved me a lot of alkaline batteries. I did have another solar panel of 5.4 W which was used specifically for 7.5V Camera, DV and other digital facilities. Unlike water, I had never been short of power.At 7pm in the evening, I arrived at Pur Co. The surface of this lake was very odd the ice by the river bank rose and the river bank was broken, I reckoned that was due to the strong winds. The ice there was mingled with something yellow, could be the stain of alkali. There were many wild yaks on the other side of the lake. There could be two brown bears but I could not be for certain. On the east side of the lake, there was a peninsula leading to the centre of the lake. I camped just opposite to the peninsula. At night , I smashed the ice to get drinking water, which tasted alkali. For the first time I cooked the cereals, which was brought completely by accident. This was just because I found there was a little bit of extra space when I was in Nagri packing the stuff for this journey so that I bought two packs of cereals. It tasted disgusting, probably there was too much alkali in the water. I threw away half of it. Later I realised that probably I subconsciously felt that the provisions was so heavy. I would rather make it lighter at any cost.Dry all my stuff in the morning sun, a routine matterA faint dusk in Pur CoThe river bank pushed up by ice and opened like zipper by gustsThe pushed up surface of the iceThe place where I got my drinking water, a thin layer of ice behind the ablation corns The moment just before sun set, glittering Pur Co, nothing was the same差点儿没找到俺自己的帖子,原来变色了。多谢各位鼓励。 Day 10 (April 29), 16km, Camping 5141mIn the morning, I walked around the north bank of the Pur Co, where it were continuous ups and downs sprinkled with light yellow sprouts across the sparse grassland. The wild yaks clustered into small groups. All of a sudden, there was a group of five of them running towards me, blowing a huge cloud of dust with the power of thunderbolts,I believed that anyone who did not know the characters of the wild yaks must be frightened to death under such circumstances. The fact was the wild yaks in groups never injured people. Rushing to you just to show you its territory. When they approached people at certain distance, they would turn sharply and run away, and then stopped somewhere high to stare at you. You can not imagine that the wild yaks were very cautious animals compared with its almost one ton of weight. Their first reaction, when meeting people, was to raise their tails, the front hooves rubbing against the ground, the horns pointing forward, the eyes redden, and the long body hair shaking, all of which showed their determination to fight.This was the warning sign that you should retreat. However, you should realise that this was only a gesture that they were afraid of you and wanted to scare you away. The thing was that if you were not afraid of them and moved forward, they would run away in no time. There were only some mad yaks attacking people, which was really rare to happen. In Chang Tang, an experienced driver know that it is very dangerous to pass directly from two or three lonely wild yaks. They always tried to avoid confronting them directly. If this was not possible, they would lit a cigarette, smoking, to wait until the yaks walked away themselves. This was because the wild yaks really could attack vehicles, which was not completely rumors. I once asked them why I had not been attacked. They told me that because my bike was so small they would not be bothered to attack it. My own experience was that approaching a wild yak very slowly, do not look into its eyes, and ignored what it was doing. As long as it moved forward a little bit, just stop and give the yaks a little bit of time to think. Because if you forced the yak, it could be themost dangerous animal in the world and nothing could stop them killing. Even a gunshot could not kill it but only left a small hole in its skin. In the past, the nomads living near this land would use yaks' skin as chopping board which was very much endurable. At noon, I lost my balacLAVA, which was brand new and I had never used it once. I could not be bothered to go back tofind it. This resulted in that I had to have my fleece hat day and night in the rest of my journey, which did not provide fully protection from the sun in the plateau. But somehow I was all right, perhaps because my skin is similar to those of yaks, lol. At around half past one, I found a deserted Jeep, upside down. I felt it could be there for years and it could be the vehicle of someillegal HUNTERs. Nowadays, we have wildlife conservation reserves in Chang Tang and the animals here are well protected. However, some people kills the wild yaks to sell them as the domestic yak's meat. In general, it is worth 10,000 Chinese yuans for a single wild yak. Therefore many people take the risk to make money. They often enter the unpopulated areas to hunt and their activities can reach 200 km in diameter. This is why the wild yaks in the deep wilderness are less afraid of people than thoseat the boundaries of the Chang Tang region.There once happened that a wild yak mother revenged its baby's murder in the Altun mountains. Its horns pierced the killer's chest and held his body over its head for more than ten days, which was very touching.Around 3pm, I walked out of the Pur basin. The next point was Hong Shan Daban and then it was the Yueya Hu by the Toze Gangri. At this time I found a vehicle track from south to north. I checked over but could not find the way where they had gone. I took my map, GPS, and compass, climbing up a small hill to estimate the location of Hong Shan Daban. The mountain was very round and it was hard to find the mountain pass. After determining the location of the Daban, I moved straightforward. When I passed a messy grassland, I saw something that I was reluctant to see more than hundreds of wild yaks' head scattered all over, which was definitely the scene of the illegal hunting. After that it was a very long ancient river bed with soft sand slowly rising until the foot of the mountain.There are some spines on the surface of the tongues of wild yaks, which are used by nomads in this area as combs. They use them from their teens to the time when their hair becomes silver.The deserted Jeep, could be left by illegal hunters years agoThe slaughtered wild yaks with the wheel size heads. Some of the skulls were chopped into half. Why was that? Could be taken away for making combs?My camp at the foot of the Daban underthe lingering golden rays of the setting sun. Tomorrow's weather must be wonderful, I reckoned Day 11(April 30), 20.4km, Camping 5120mThe surface of the road leading to Hong Shan Daban was very hard, most of them were small rocks, sort of gravels, plus a quite long downhill slope, I pushed my bike more than 20km for the first time after Luxing Hu. The mountain pass was quite flat, just like a broad ridge, it was 5256m above the sea level. Upon arriving at the pass, Toze Gangri of 6356m was in my sight clearly, very much round and there was no back bone like normal snow covered mountains. Most of the snow mountains in Chang Tang looked like this probably it was due to the geological movements. There were quite a few chirus or Tibetan antelopes in the valley but I was not interested in this kind of animals anymore after I witnessed a large scale of migration of such animals last year elsewhere.The herbivorous animals here are very quick to reach its original size of the population, such as wild yaks, chirus, Tibetan gazelle, pika, and marmot. When you go into the depths of the Chang Tang, you could hardly be surpised by the sudden appearance of the chirus because they are so common in here. At this time of year, the chirus have already male-female parted. You could see many pregnant female chirus but hardly see any males. According to recent research, Zonag Co is not the only lake for breeding. There are at least four of them in the whole Chang Tang. Zonag Co, Tuzi Hu, Heishi Beihu, and another lake I can not remember. I think there must be more than four of them and most of the populations do not migrant long way like most people used to think. They generally migrant from south to north between Central Mountains and Kunlun Mountains.The chirus looks very timid but are very curious about outside world. They are not really afraid of people, particularly in the depth of the Chang Tang. The nearest distance we can approach is about 30m. They just stare at you calmly and think who you are and why you move so slow. They would run in front of you. Look like they are afraid of you but the fact is they are playing with you. A man's own character shapes his fortune. This is of course suit for animals too. The chirus are the typical one. They have a super speed and a pair of sharp antlers. If they are crazy, three of them work together could easily kill a wolf. But as you might have known, their antlers are just for fighting to mate with females.Down the Daban there was a very steep and straight road, I tried to ride the bicycle but ended up with falling over. The front rack came loose and one of the pannier flew into valley. The foot of the mountain was the Yueya Hu covered by ice, which was alake full of heavy metal elements. Along the lake bank there were many stark rocks very much weathered, lining up just like castles or houses. This made me stop to investigate what they were from time to time, I did understand they were just rocks though but they were so real like the figures of real people. On of them even made me hide in a ditch, observing them again and again using my binoculars. There were also many black volcanic rocks. All in all, the features of this area were really unusual.Passed over the Yueya Hu, it was an endless ancient lake bed. What my GPS showed was this area was a big lake like tentacles. I looked around, it was endless wilderness without a piece of ice and a drop of water. Roughly, I estimated this lake bed was about 1200 square meters. I had to tell you that Chang Tang was a place where there was no high-resolution map. The marks in the map often were some kind of memory. Just like this ancient lake bed under my feet, may be it was full of water a few years ago. Who knows. Pushing the bike in such an endless lake bed was very easy to get lost. My mind was in a chaotic status too.The migration of the animals, photo taken last year The road rising up to the Daban, full of gravels, very hard, ideal for pushing your bikeThe Yueya Hu gazed at by the round and smooth Toze Gangri. At a glimpse, could you tell which was mountain, which was cloud?Ancient lake bed. The white stains were the alkali, look like ice. About wildlife (part 1)Declaration Personal experience for reference onlyDangerous wild animals and their threats to human beings are a ever-LASTING subject for those backpackers travelling in the wild.In Chang Tang, for example, there are two kinds of deadly animals, one is wolves and the other is brawn bears. As substitutes, wild yaks and crows might be dangerous to you in some circumstances that I will come back to this a little bit later on. As for how to protect yourself against these dangerous animals, I think the primary point is you do not try to hurt them because the emotions of human and animals are same instinctively. [Wolves]Throughout my journey, I met wolves a total of seven times, in which I confronted them five times. As you might have known that wolves have become more and more solitary animals, it is very rare they live in a large group nowadays. Please allow me off the point a little bit and talk about the ecological problems in Chang Tang. The problem is now not the decrease of the number of the chirus but the imbalance of the whole food chain, more specifically, the number of the animals on the higher trophic levels of the food chain has not yet reached its ideal level which results in this kind of imbalance. Particularly, the pikas and the marmots who have lost their predators rapidly expanse which results in the desertification of Chang Tang. As early as the middle of last century, wolves were the dominant predators in the vast wilderness. They became a threat not only to other preys but also nomads pasturing in this land. Therefore, the then government called on people to cull back the population of the wolves in Chang Tang, which resulted in the current situation directly. The last official record about wolves attacking humans was around 1970s, which happened in Bamaoqiongzong. A team of secientists was surrounded by a group of wolves and they had to shoot them using guns. Of course, at present in Chang Tang, wolves are absolutely lonely.In this traverse, the first time I encountered a pair of wolves, one of them staying in front of me pretending to attack me while the other staying behind me. This is the standard attacking strategy of wolves. First, you should not be nervous which can be easily detected by the predators. Second, you should not retreat even an inch because this means you are the prey rather than the predator. Do not make any large movement, of course you could take a picture if you feel safe to do so. You must look into its eyes for a few minutes or even half an hour. When the wolves can not work out who you are and consider you are not posing any danger to them, then they will leave. You should remember that wolves in this land do not lack of food and it is much easy for them to catch a pika than a human. Even if being hungry, they would evaluate how easy to get you done, What you need to do is to show them that you are not interested in them and you are not afraid of them at all, let alone to show your ID card to them. As for the wolves family, really, I have not heard for ages. If you really have an encounter with them and they have no other choice, then it definitely depends on your forture. In fact, for so many year, it has been very rare to happen that wolves kill human. But the rumours are still there, in particular, the road connecting Xinjiang and Tibet.The nearest encounter with a wolf throughout my journey, no conflict at all[Brown Bears]Brown bears are real dangerous animals to human. Every year there are some accidents happened in some regions of Xinjiang on the north side of Kunkun Mountains and steppes in Northern Tibet. More than that the bears could attack your house, smash your windows, and eat your sheep. Therefore, in Northern Tibet some local councils give subsidies to the pastorarists for compensating the losses due to the bears because they are not allow to fight back and kill the bears except their lives are in great danger. Once there was a nomad taught me a method to protect yourself from bears. He told me to pick up a stick to feed the bear and the bear thinks the stick is your hand which tastes disgusting. So the bear would leave. It was so funny but the reality is to find a stick in this vast wilderness is just like you win the lottery.Bears are omonivorous animal who are generally not interested in human flesh. You can find that in most of accidents, the bears did not eat any of the human flesh rather they just smashed them for kind of fun that we could not understand. For the reason why bears kill human, one explanation is the conflict between human and wildlife in this extreme ecological environment. The nomads invade the habitats of the bears, which results in these conflicts. On the other hand, it might be because bears have quite high IQ so that they think it is much easy to kill a sheep in the cote rather than to kill a pika in the wild.I have met bears five times in my traverse, in two cases we were very close to each other. I had even walked with one of them for quite a while, just like we had a date for a walk. The fact is it is not that terrible like you might imagine. The same rules for dealing with wolves apply to bears. Never provoke dangerous animals. A bear can run at a speed of 40km/h, do you think you can compete this in a highland 5,000m above sea level?However, there is a situation where it is really dangerous, that is the encounter. It is not easy to control your instinctive reaction to the external dangers. Last year once I turned around a hill, there was a bear just in front of me. The bear of course was frightened by me with its front legs holding up, waving in the air and roaring. At that time I sat on the ground, ignoring it. The bear then left in a few minutes. Chang Tang is a vast land so that this is not that easy to happen. But if it does happen, really only God can bless you.The nearest encounter with a bear throughout my journey. This bear disappeared in a herd of wild yaks, which I had tried hard to spot, really weird About wildlife (part 2)Declaration personal experience for reference only.[Wild Yaks]I have talked about quite a few, like in the post of Day10. I will no longer talk about it.This was the funniest encounter with a solitary wild yak, who did not warn me. If I sat down, it sat down too. If I moved forward, it stopped. Could not imagine what it was thinking about.[Crows]Crows are dangerous only when you fall unconscious in the wilderness. Of course they will be the first to taste your flesh in that case. Unlike their cousinsliving in urban areas, the crows in Chang Tang have a larger body like eagles. When they fly over your head, you could feel like it is a piece of cloud. They are scavengers but like fresh meat too. It once happened that a baby was killed by crows relentlessly, let alone the lambs got killed by them. Once a nomad asked me for fireworks to scare the crows away. (They are sacred birds not to be killed by human)It is easy to defend yourself against crows, that is to keep fighting, never fall in the wilderness.A short break attracted the crows. Of course, they were miscalculating this time, photo taken last year[Strategies Adopted]At the time when I met the four soldiers in Jieshan Daban, they said there were many dangerous animals in the Northern Tibet and asked me if I had brought a shotgun. I think if they knew that I would enter Chang Tang they would definitely check if I really have a shotgun. The so-called defence facilities I brought with me were the fireworks and pepper spray. I had never used them. The fireworks were ruined and thrown away when I crossed a river and I had never opened the pepper spray. I even had never thought about this when camping in the night. The reason was I did not feel the needs. During the day time whenever I met any animals I had never touched the knife I had brought. I did not have anything to defend myself when I walked out to investigate the route. The Chang Tang is really a vast area so as to be very easy to detect anything strange.By the way, you'd better to avoid mating season's animals because even tamed rabbits could be aggressive in mating season.The thing is even if you have a gun, it is not very much helpful when bears attack you. Therefore, your attitude is most important.I can tell you something. Dogs are more dangerous than these wild animals. I had been chased by Tibetan dogs, pounced on by dogs in mating season, also besieged by a group of dogs. I really feel it is more useful to know how to defend a dog.Declaration again The above experience is from Chang Tang only. Of course, the more you prepared, the better. Day 12 (May 1), 23.8km, Camping 5117mToday was May 1 -- the Labour Day, I had been walking in some lake area marked in the map but clearly dried up. The lake basin was flat and hard so that I even pushed my bike more than 20km. Let it be the special treat for my May Day. After midday it became cloudy with growing winds. Since the Yueya Hu that I passed yesterday, there were no big lakes until Yanghu Co (My route would be between Jianshui Hu and Bairab Co), there was even no light alkaline water to drink so I had to pay extra attention not to miss any possible drinking water supply to fill up my water bag. There were a few very small lakes but all were alkaline puddles which was very shallow, whose depth was no more than the length of a half-finger. These puddles were covered with a hard shell of the mixture of salt and ice which smelled stinking and decaying when getting closer, must be toxic water I supposed. On the shore of this type of small lakes it was muddy soil and very hard to get closer.There was no sign of tundra at all.It was almost half past six when I found some snow corns in a ditch, which was the only drinking water supply of the day. There was a thin layer of melted ice on the surface of the ground near the snow corn, which was very hard to collect and was contaminated by the alkali. The snow corn was the yet melted thick snow, which was shaped like a corn by wind. The snow was quite hard and dry,porous like ice. I crushed a few snow corns, putting them into the water bag.They would be my drinking water tonight. These snow corns were the only one in today's wilderness, I reckoned the reason why they were not melted like others was the soil underneath contained large amount of ice blocks which acted as a freezer.Very strong gale in the night, it was hard to bear the sound of the vibration of the tent. Small single tent was good in the sense that it would not be blown away as long as you stayed inside. But you had to be very careful to set up the tent. I once did not pay much attention when doing so, the tent was blown away by winds, and rolling over like a Giant lantern ... I ran after it, got it back, and was exhausted. In general, it is not possible to fix the tent completely using tent pegs because they were not very much effective like large tents. It was snowing around 23 o'clock, the winds were howling from north,then the falling snow flakes landed on my tent quietly, I finally felt at peace and fell asleep. The flat ancient lake basin, assisting me walking more than 20kmSmall lake en route, toxic waterSnow corns, the only drinking water supply today Day 13 (May 2), 0km, Camping 5117mWaking up in the morning and opening the tent, the heavy snow outside must be sent by the God to force me have a break for the May Day. After lying in for a while, getting up and walking on the snowy ground out I went to have a look around. As first sight there were a herd of chirus. They were plainly to be spotted because they looked like a clear black straight line in the while snow. I returned to get my camera and then followed them to take some pictures. But they were very much alert and kept a quite long distance from me. I felt they were a group of pregnant females, instinctively protecting themselves from any potential harm. I was no longer short of water, the snow gave me a precious supply of drinking water. The problem was that they were very petrol consuming. I tool 8.6 litre of petrol and the oil stove was Duola's MSR. The pot was of 1.5 litre, mainly for boiling water. After several days' experiments, I found that the liquid water needed 16mins and 14-15mins to boil in the morning and evening, respectively. For ice, it would take 35-40mins while for snow it took 45-50mins. Melting snow was a very time and petrol consuming process so if I had a choice between snow and light alkaline water, most of time I would go with the latter. Lying inside the tent, listening to musics,I smoked a cigarette while gazing at the more and more chirus around me. Because it was very cold I had been wearing my shoes all the time. Now I just put my bare feet under the warm sun for some fresh air. I found three cuts in my hands and one in my sole. The cuts were about 4cm in length, looked terrible but it was actually all right really. Half of my toes were injured by to much walking, quite painful. I fetched my medicine bag and found I only got four patches of plasters, a serious mistake. One of the cuts in my hand had never been cured until I was out of this desolate land so as to feel like this finger would drop from my hand at any time. The others quickly recovered in a few days then new cuts appeared elsewhere. This process occurred periodically. I felt that it was somewhat related to the cold, dry weather and the lack of vitamins. The snow rapidly disappeared, which is unique phenomenon in Chang Tang. Because of the low air humidity and the high radiation from the sun, the snow was evaporating very fast, much quicker than the melting speed. Owing to this, the ground was generally still dry after the snow disappeared. In most cases, it would be only 2/5 left in the afternoon around 2 to 3 o'clock and small patches of ground could be seen. It would be completely all right for walking the next day. On the third day there could be some snow left in somewhere the sunlight hard to reach. So generally it could give you three days of water supply after a heavy snow like this. One of the pannier was broken, the most expensive one from deuter series, supposed to be waterproof. I will come back to it at some point later. Everything was covered by snow, no way out Lying in the middle of Chang Tang, listening to Tian Zhen's songs, and smoking Baisha cigarettes, what else can you ask for? The pregnant female chirus in migration, probably heading to Heishi Beihu to give birth([]
长篇纪实连载 迷茫的山林(上) ——走进豫西熊耳山 念奴娇.熊耳山 群峰竞秀,若熊耳,山林一片苍莽。 全宝鹰嘴与花山,突兀向天高昂。 春风荡绿,夏雨唱溪,秋来叶红果香。 林海雪原,鲵蛙鸟兽乱闯。 而今吾来探访,不惧山高,不怕峡漫长, 那山那水那沟壑,缘何几多迷茫? 一曰路丢,一曰雾锁,一曰林海凉。 格物铭志,述与后者共享。 前 言 熊耳山,属秦岭东段支脉,是河南省级森林和野生动物类型的自然保护区之一,也是豫西主要山脉之一,居于河洛之间,西起卢氏,东延伊川,南接伏牛,北邻崤山,横跨栾川、嵩县、洛宁、宜阳四县,面积3.4万公顷,海拔1000-2100米。其森林似海、沟壑纵横、奇峰林立、层峦叠嶂、飞瀑流云、珍禽竞奔、万鸟争鸣,是豫西较大的一处集中连片原始林区。 走进熊耳山,对于我而言,也是近几年的事儿。 之所以我开笔来写熊耳山,原因大体如下: 首先,熊耳山的迷茫之美,令我刻骨铭心。山高、林密、峡长、沟深、水清、潭幽、路小、岔多、云绕、雾锁、......行走其间,疑窦丛生,抬头看天天苍苍,低头看地地茫茫,去时混沌沌,回来费思量,东西不好辨,南北无方向,几番迷途心存怯,几多向导也癫狂,哈哈!愈是迷茫,愈是难忘! 其次,熊耳山的原始之美,使我心旷神怡。看倦了高楼林立的闹市,厌烦了人声鼎沸的车海,穿越了纷繁吵杂的战场,跨过了意气风发的年轮,背起行囊,返璞归真,走进原始生动的大自然真好,而熊耳山的茂密森林、静谧峡谷、山水鸟兽、花果溢香、古朴田园、醇厚民风,呵呵!常来常新,乐此不疲! 其三,熊耳山的山水之美,可谓风景如画。全宝山漆林遍布,祖师庵气宇非凡;鹰嘴山风骚界岭,杜鹃花万亩浸染;花果山孙猴老家,仰天池高坐山涧;莲花顶道教圣地,白马涧潭溪玉连;鳔池村无独有偶,胡地村群山四环;......四季景色各不同,咋走都在画中行,嘿嘿!年年岁岁,不来不行! 其四,熊耳山的故事之美,让我浮想联翩。王莽寨、韩王坟、仰天池、神灵寨、红娘子沟、演兵场、跑马岭、饮马池、拴马桩、藏兵洞、......一个名字,一页历史,一个故事,一段传说,或惊心动魄,兵来将往,或凄美委婉,优雅动听,尽管历史不会重演,但是感悟而今永远,啧啧!余音绕梁,回味无穷! 多次出行,串联成册,是因为次次线路不同但又密切相关,是因为回回来去匆匆一木难成林,是因为每每牵肠挂肚很想把全景呈送。 当然,我不是探险家,很难把熊耳山的山水沟坎都探索一遍,我不是摄影家,不会把满目的美景塞进我的镜头,我不是文学家,无法用更美的语言来描述,我不是史学家,难以把某一段壮美的史话呈现,我不是地质学家,不能把那山那水的来龙去脉说个详细,我更不是动植物学家,满山遍野的花草树木还真是知之甚少,......我,就是我,一个乐山好水的背包客,一个不辞辛苦的徒步者,一个似懂非懂的摄影者,一个半荤半素的文学爱好者,仅此而已。 所以,所经,所历,所见,所闻,所摄,所写,所感,所悟,......你不必太认真,我和盘托出,你趁热咽下,味道不错,你接着来,嫌甜嫌淡,你就扔一边好了。 目 录第一回 俩鳔池南辕北辙,众驴儿极限穿越。 4--30楼第二回 坐蹦蹦车翻山越岭,下白马涧暴雨倾盆。 32-73楼第三回 鳔池村群英荟萃,下涧果夜半狂欢。 204-241楼第四回 白马涧中赏心悦目,五里渠下再遭天浴 311--358楼第五回 神灵寨二度探访,玉皇殿小驴欢歌 367--389楼第六回 刘后坡初识莲花顶,胡地村难觅洞子沟 468--524楼第七回 穿林海野趣横生,吉向导疯狂纵情 532--600楼第八回 瑶池畔氧吧野营,五瀑下幽谷倩影 636--681楼第九回花山村小休觅来路,七峪沟水污桃花香 684--721楼——《迷茫的山林(上)》到此结束————《迷茫的山林(下)》即将开始—— 第一回俩鳔池南辕北辙,众驴儿极限穿越 我第一次走进熊耳山,是在某年的6月20日-22日。 盛夏已经来临,火辣辣的太阳把大地变成了一个火炉。 连天户外的“沙漠”发帖,说是去熊耳山腹地的“奇妙水世界---白马涧休闲徒步穿越”,也没有多想,就冲着那个“水”字去了。 我真的没有想到,就此开始,我和熊耳山就结下了一连串婆娑迷离的渊源。 闲言少叙,书归正转。 周五晚7:30准时成行,一看同行的驴儿,一半生来一半熟,6女14男,嗨,够热闹的吧! 上车,出发。4个小时的路程,闲话不少,正话也就领队弥勒佛的“户外无小事”还算中肯。 下车,扎营。营地设在嵩县吴沟村口农家打麦场上,黑灯瞎火的,也没觉着有多好,只看着场上麦垛嶙嶙,听见场下河水哗哗,场面平平,扎十多顶帐篷不成问。 山乡的夜空瓦蓝瓦蓝,凌乱的星辰闪闪烁烁,农家的狗儿汪汪狂吠,水中的青蛙歌声嘹嘹,…… 唉,这样的夜晚你说美不美?扎好帐篷,大家睡意全无,有人又摆起了地摊,说说笑笑喝起酒来,究竟是闹到两点还是三点,我不清楚,反正我睡得迷迷糊糊,还听到他们在说话。 我不大喜欢喝酒,也就没去凑这个热闹。此时此刻,我想静静地感受一下这山村的凉风,回忆一丝童时睡麦场的感觉,于是,坐在河边的石头上,点上一支烟,悠哉游哉,心猿意马了好一会儿,才进帐睡觉。因为凉爽,睡得很香很甜! 一觉醒来,天已经大亮,早起的驴儿开始来回走动,洗脸唰牙,梳头化妆。我起来得不算太晚,懒洋洋爬出帐篷,从容容收帐入包,拿起灶具,走向不远的河边,用村民们从山上引下来的甘泉做饭,可能是山水清纯,做出来的饭好吃得很哩! 面对我们这群身着奇装异服的不速之客,山村的大人小孩都来看热闹,稀奇呀!有人说我们是来拍电影的,有人说我们是来搞勘探的,当得知我们的来意之后,他们得出的结论是:吃饱了,噌的慌!! 山乡的晨曦很美很美,美的让人心醉!在山峦重叠间,一轮红日冉冉升起,给偏僻寂静的小村披上了万道霞光;在绿荫环抱之中,小山村玲珑幽雅,悠然自得,正是野居深山自不知,猛然回眸若桃源;一条蜿蜒在峡谷中的公路切村而过,垂直于公路的吴沟向天池山最高峰王莽寨方向伸去,三面环山山色翠,两河交汇水草鲜;朴实勤劳的山民,男的地里锄玉米,女的下河洗衣衫,几个顽皮的小家伙,跑前跑后玩的好开心! 基于此,有人戏称我们当晚宿营在“四星级宾馆”,你说象吗?嗨,嗨,我看也有点味道,最起码不热不冷,不烦不躁,空气新鲜,环境幽雅,比寒舍睡着美多了! 大约8:30,我们开始出发了,顺着吴沟,向着王莽岭的方向。 按照既定方针,我们本次驴途是一次无向导穿越活动,我们无法得知,领队弥勒佛研究了多少次这条线路,只知道弥勒佛把线路要点记得很清楚:从吴家沟村上山,登上王莽寨,下到鳔池村,翻过一个山梁,下到白马涧,顺水而下到沟口公路乘车。为了保险起见,弥勒佛还带上了GPS定位系统,防备不测之遇。 准备的不算不周全,设计的不算不合理,唉,出发时谁也没有想到,两大漏洞在悄悄的等待着我们呀! 漏洞之一:我们要去的是洛宁的鳔池村,没有人知道嵩县也有一个鳔池村,而且南辕北辙,相距甚远。一个内涵生僻字的村名,就这么金贵呀!我晕,同去的驴儿都晕呀! 漏洞之二:GPS定位系统的偏差,是我们时料不及的。你向一个方向走的时候,它提示正确或者不给提示,当你走过100米或者更远的时候,它开始不断提示错误,请原路返回。户外活动,穿山越岭司空见惯,这样的折腾来折腾去,你说可怕不? 当然,这两大漏洞,是我们事后才体会到的,实践出真知吗!不过,当时,谁也不知道呀! 顺着吴沟行进大约2公里左右,开始右拐爬向一个山梁,尽管不算太高,但是适值五黄六月,太阳好大,闷热闷热,大家无不汗流浃背,湿透衣衫。唉,驴儿吗,要的就是这个效果,汗,这东西出足出够,没有它就不出了! 在吴沟村里,弥勒佛向老乡咨询过,鳔池很远的,翻过两个山梁就进入一个道路很宽的峡谷,穿过鞍沟村,继续向前再问人吧! 嵩县的山民,自然指向的是嵩县的鳔池村了,我们都在雾里呀! 翻过一架山梁,再翻过一架山梁,进入一条峡谷,峡谷里有一个不大的山村——鞍沟,村民住的零零乱乱的,三户五户一疙瘩,依山傍水,景色秀美。 又是一个山梁,山梁之下有一块很大的花生地,和山民说的相投,也就继续行进了。回头一看,胖乎乎跟在我后面,累得够呛,初次驴行遇住个大热天,也够难为他了。掏出相机,拍下几张照片,就又匆匆前行了。 走下山梁,就顺利的进入了另一条大峡谷,绿波荡漾,风光旖旎,不过,有点累,也就没有心思去欣赏了。 顺着峡谷不停的行进,因为路道平坦,也不是很疲惫,都有点飘飘然了,唧唧喳喳,驴情骚动起来。 不远,就到了另一个叫瓦房沟的村子,时间已经是中午11:30,驴儿们也都累了,没经领队弥勒佛同意,我和几个前行的驴儿就此安营扎寨,午营就在这里了。 天气异常怄热,热的人身上在流油! 在一个山民的家里,走疲了的驴儿开始驻足休整,水龙头里有山民引下的泉水,喝上几口,甜丝丝的,好美! 因为这家院里没有树,火烧火燎的,有点难受,我继续下走,穿进了另一个农家,正屋上锁,屋檐宽宽,核桃树下树荫凉爽,桃树叶间青果诱人。 找一根木棍捣碎蒜泥,下一锅挂面配上青菜,一大碗蒜面条下肚,哈!哈!饱了!从体内到心情,一股温馨的暖流在不断的升腾!屋檐下,几个驴儿又耍起了地摊,锅碗瓢勺,林林总总,煎煎炒炒,乒乒乓乓,埋火造起饭来。 来时带了三个甜瓜,好沉!餐后再啃点水果,好甜! 掏出相机,留下这美妙的瞬间;晃悠浏览,环顾这秀丽的山乡;一不小心,鸡儿叨走了番茄;隔墙有耳,村妇听走了我们的俚语! 又要启程了,弥勒佛找来了准备上山采药的山民作向导。当然,此时已经知道了两个县有两个鳔池村,我们犯了一个方向性错误。 上街的猎户已经走劈了,到瓦房沟村时已经一瘸一拐走不动了。前面的路有多远谁也说不清楚,于是,他选择了退出,沿瓦房沟村继续前行不远就可以见到公路,打电话叫老美来接住,驴途就算结束了。 为了照顾猎户,上街的山人也放弃了随队前行,陪着一起离队。为了减负,巩义的适宜也叫山人和猎户把帐篷带走,大喊大叫着偃师的驴不够意思,没有人主动让她混帐。 事后看来,猎户的选择是明智的。户外活动,必须学会放弃,放弃,也需要勇气,不会放弃,很容易走进可怕的深渊! 如果猎户碍于面子,继续随队前进,我真的不知道,在今后的一天半时间,他将怎样度过,后果将会是什么! 勿庸置疑,由于误入歧途,接下来的行程将充满艰辛和变数,莫测的风险随时都会发生。这一点,我当时就隐隐约约的能够感觉到,因为状态良好,挑战一下也无妨。而随后的际遇,也恰恰证明了我的这个心灵独白。 上山采药的山民是一个40岁上下的中年男子和一个20岁左右的小伙子,他说,可以把我们带进天池山景区,穿过景区,涉过一条漫长的峡谷,就可以跨进洛宁县境内,先到胡地村,再到鳔池村就只有十多里地了。 嗨!嗨!你说复杂不复杂!既来之,则安之,哪怕前面是刀山火海,酷刑油锅,咱也得去闯闯呀! V型反转,继续上山。 毕竟有向导带路,尽管天气更加闷热,尽管一路不断拔高,尽管小道模糊不清,尽管树丛纷纷扰扰,大家似乎吃了定心丸,驴起来还是蛮精神的,速度也在不断的加快。 登上一个山梁,向导指着远山之颠的高耸的发射塔说,我把你们带到塔下,塔下有个垭口,翻过垭口,顺路下行5、6里地,就下到天池山景区的公路了,沿公路前进可以到达景区服务站,到那里再问路吧! 哎呀,够劲!且不说发射塔所在的那个山恁高(后来听弥勒佛说,此山海拔1400多米呀),从我们站的位置到那个山,还有两个一高一矮的两个山头,隔山指山,大家都有点怵咧! “这塔似曾相识,好像我去过!”胡导说。 “我也觉得!”我说。 “想起来了,像是木札岭的发射塔。你忘了,从老幔场看木札岭上的塔,就是这个感觉呀!”胡导说。 “不错呀,那次我们走劈的一塌糊涂,看来,这次也好不到哪里去!”我说。 向导走的真快,不,几乎是一路小跑。我们鱼贯跟随,下山,上山,穿沟,越岭,路道模糊的几乎看不清,树枝扑甩的脸生疼,就这样走走歇歇,歇歇走走,在那个一丝风儿也不遇的闷热环境下,我们来到了发射塔所在的山下。 向导曾经说过,这里上山的路很陡,也很难走,现在我们大家才领教了啥叫牛瞪眼坡。 本来已经是累得七零八落的驴儿,再遇到这大约65度的山坡,唉,你说受罪不受罪?没法呀,唯一的选择就是打起精神——上! 速度是彻底降下来,三步一歇,五步一停;汗水是彻底出足出够了,毛巾湿透拧拧,再湿透再拧;说话的明显减少了,得省的力气,不能作无为损耗;上太白时没有吃完的巧克力、糖果之类,我也一起报销了。 垭口到了,很宽很阔的U型垭口。向导要与我们分手了,上山采药去了,我们一行也该大歇一会儿了。 哈!哈!再看看我们这群驴儿的尊容,要多狼狈有多狼狈,男士都是赤脊巴梁,女士我就不敢形容了,再看看大家的脸,用胡导的话说,都跟用破鞋底子抽过的差不多! 吃点东西,歇歇脚,气儿顺多了。赶紧打开相机,每人来张特写,谁说他不狼狈,我可有照片为证哩!丑就丑点吧,咱丑的气派呀! 驴途还在延伸,片刻的惬意很快就过去了。背起行囊下山,感觉好多了。毕竟一路下坡,很快就走上了天池山景区的公路。 曲曲弯弯的水泥路在向着深山延伸,走在景区的驴儿前后相距大约有一里多地,原因很简单,有人走劈了,有人脚泡了,连著名的巩义恶驴适宜都不由得发出感叹:你们这伙驴,真玩命呀! 天池山国家森林公园,位于河南省嵩县西北部王莽寨林场境内,景区观赏面积4万亩,森林覆盖率98.57%,其中栖息和生长着野生动物184种,植物1800余种,主峰王莽寨1859.6米,年均降水量812毫米,年最高气温28℃,景区山静如眠,绿荫如盖,水清如滤,石洁如洗,是中原地区风格独特的生态旅游胜地。 其实,一路走来,我们也没有看到什么好的精致,可能是景在深处我未知吧! 不过,路过的刘秀藏兵洞,还是让我心中掠过一分惊喜。与景区主峰王莽寨联系起来,可以想象,当年王莽和刘秀这对冤家,在此肯定有一番惊心动魄的交手,至于故事的来龙去脉,不得而知。 当过驴儿的都知道,大马路是最难走的,地面太平,杠脚呀!景区的路真好,驴儿享受不起;景区的道真长,驴儿走得好辛苦! 终于,我们走到了一个游客济济的地方,河水哗哗而下,河畔垂柳丝丝,停车场开阔宽畅,歇息地廊倩座多,众游客频频回首,服务社啥货都有。 放下和血肉混为一体的大包,徜徉一番人间天堂的天池山胜景,痛快! 向景区的人一打听,大家倒吸了一口凉气。从服务站继续前行二里,下水泥路,进入一个名叫洞子沟的十里大峡谷,出沟即到达胡地村,从胡地村到鳔池村大约又是十几里山路。而且,山里人的“里”似乎有点大,往往比度量衡的“里”相去甚远。 此时,驴群里驴情开始有些骚动,走劈的看来不是少数,都希望就此安营扎寨。当然,说心里话,我也很希望就此驻足,因为,从上午8:30到现在下午6:30,驴蹄就没有闲过,基本上也属于走劈一族了。 于是乎,纷纷去向领队弥勒佛提建议。弥勒佛的回答很简单:不行!原因吗,距鳔池村太远,明天白马涧走不完。 我坚信,此时的弥勒佛比别人也好不到那里,但是,他是领队,是驴队的灵魂呀!他如果同意停下,谁也不会说啥,只不过,明天再下白马涧的可能性等于零。 这就是领队的素质!这就是驴队的精神!“放弃”不会轻言,“前进”的脚步不能停下!真的,我越来越喜欢弥勒佛领队了! 再留恋这里也不行,因为这是驴队,不是游团。领队命令一下,是不允许异向思维的,最好的选择是服从! 天色不早,赶路要紧。 毕竟都是一群久经沙场的老驴,无论是男是女,是老是少,没有一个人下软蛋,开拔的号令一下,你看谁比谁走的欢。 公路很快到头,洞子沟就在眼前。 前进!前进!在峡谷中,沿着水边! 溪水哗哗低吟,驴儿沙沙蹄疾,除此之外,什么声音也没有了,寂静的山涧有点恐怖,走劈的驴儿有点心惊。 起初,还可以见到明显的路眼,越往里走,小道就模糊不清了。 我是走在中间的,前后都是谁也记不清了。前面开路的,大概是胡导吧,这驴有点恨路;后面收队的肯定不是洲洲(看来,组织部门肯定受贿了!)可能是胖乎乎吧! 夜幕悄悄降临了,驴儿疲疲的串行着。 弥勒佛提醒大家,拿出头灯,前后跟紧,小心脚下,注意安全! 我真的有点崩溃了,两条腿好似灌了铅,每走一步都是说不出的难受;我真的有点瞌睡了,两眼涩涩的,好想倒在密布的落叶上迷糊一会儿;我真的有点饿肚了,中午的一大碗面条不顶事的,饥的心慌;我真的有点干渴难耐了,从早到晚喝了十斤水,全部变汗出尽了;我真的有点不想走了,只要有一个人提出就地躺下不走,我会毫不犹豫的跟随,管它是草叶还是碎石,胡乱地睡上一觉再说;…… “近期不出来了,本来是出来休闲哩,这简直是在毁身体呀!”不知是谁如是说。 不知不觉,身边不见了水流;稀里糊涂,驴道在不断拔高;你言我语,抱怨之声四起;恍恍惚惚,树丛崎岖难行。 “走错路了!GPS定位系统提示,原路返回!”弥勒佛说。 “不敢再相信GPS了!百米之内有误差,走时不提示,走过了才提示错误。还是下去沿河水走吧”洲洲说。 “唉,房露偏遇连阴雨呀!”这是崩溃背洲洲游记里的一句话,贴切呀! 啥办法?再嘟囔也不中呀!不管爬上了多高的山崖,还得乖乖地都给下来吧! 倒霉呀!我那几十块钱买的包罩,也不知道啥时候,让那飞舞的树枝给挂走了,因为走得靠前,原路返回的时候,我落到了最后,当我发现时,再找已经晚了,心疼呀! 下!下!下!终于见到水了,继续顺河走! 有人提议,真的走不动了,就地宿营吧!——真是心声呀! 可洲洲说:“水不干净呀,有毒的,咋宿营呀!”刚进峡谷的时候,水真的发黄,都看见了。 “让我下去看看!”正好,我就在河边,一扭身就下去了,在一滩水旁,用头灯照着,观察水里的情况。 “扑噜!扑噜!”究竟是青蛙,还是鱼儿,受惊后游走了,我也没有弄清楚,反正有活东西存在哩! “没事,水会吃!”我说。 “就住这里了!可斜坡树丛,咋扎帐呢?”不知是谁说。 也是,连驴儿都站的东扭西歪、高低参差的,扎帐肯定不成! 我用头灯下意识的向河对岸一照,似乎一片地够平。我说:“让我上去看看!” 哈!哈!头灯照住的平地后面是一条小路,小路那面是更大一块平地,扎十几顶帐篷绰绰有余哩! “都过来吧!营地大大地有!”我兴奋的招呼大家。 卸下沉重的大包,伸开眷恋的彩条布,坐在上面喘了好长时间气,吸了两支烟,还是有点不想动。无奈,肚里太饥,开包取出一个大甜瓜,咔咔嚓嚓,一坐窝连皮带蒂吃了个精光,好极! 别人都开始撑帐、做饭了,我还是懒洋洋的不想动弹。临帐的弥勒佛更痛快,饭也不吃,就钻帐睡觉了。 唉!还得做饭呀——饥!简单点吧,开水+核桃奶粉+盐+醋+番茄+两个烧饼,因为出汗太多,光吃甜的可不中呀!嘿!嘿!真的不好吃睐!——硬咽!今生今世这顿饭吃的,空前绝后! 撑帐,睡觉。迷迷糊糊,不知是谁的歌声真好听! 经洲洲提议,大家一致通过,我们把这块营地命名为 “王老大营地”!次日,弥勒佛说,此营地位居洞子沟中央,前后想再找这么大一块营地都难呀!真是踏破铁鞋无觅处,得来全不费功夫,俺王老大也真牛了一把咧! 第二回 坐蹦蹦车翻山越岭,下白马涧暴雨倾盆 这一夜睡得好香! 都6:30了,躺在帐篷里还是不想出来。拉开帐篷一看,不少驴儿都起来了,唉,还是起来吧,弥勒佛说了,8:30准时出发! 洗脸,收帐,做饭。 昨晚睡下之后,飘柔还在咣咣当当的切红萝卜,早餐时请星空炸了两个烧饼,就上红萝卜,吃的还算有味。 临帐的胖乎乎说,与他同帐的弥勒佛早上五点多就起床了,饭也没有吃,就一个人到前面探路去了。唉,当个领队辛苦呀! 小鱼儿和另一个女驴脚上打了泡,剪破,挤净,用创可贴沾了。唉,可以想象,再驴起来,有多难受!([]
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介绍一下这次驴行的全部驴友 乐山色影驴途(色色) 乐山朗郎 深圳游牧(本次活动领队-摄手座摄影户外俱乐部) 继续介绍驴友 广东本山大叔 广西刘浪 福建沉默 继续介绍 苏州属鼠的猫猫【据说是偶然在网上看到我写的游记让她动了心,才鼓起了勇气参加这趟伊犁赏花之行的。要知道新驴们在出家门之前总是心不踏实的。】 西安赤脚仙 广东天台夜雨 继续介绍 广西倚清风 广西娟儿 广西HAPPY 还有几位驴友,继续介绍 山东漫步随影 北京高富帅 广东李姐 广东COCO 杭州无心 广东寻思人生的足迹 深圳快乐天使(母女) 深圳琛琛 西安茉莉 香港牛粪 深圳格格 深圳帮主 深圳牛筋【恩爱夫妻】 深圳海纳百川 驴友介绍完毕,接着游记开始 2013.05.16 18:50乌鲁木齐人民路130号好美快捷酒店 下午4点20分,飞机准时降落在乌鲁木齐地窝堡国际机场,下飞机后看到的第一张乌鲁木齐旅游宣传画是八卦城--特克斯,五星级草原喀拉峻在这里首先入了我的眼帘。我微笑着,挽着朗郎,背上硕大的背包,将脚踩上了向往已久的疆土。 接下来的18天,在每一分、在每一秒,我们都将用心感受自己在这片土地上所历经的欢笑、泪水、苦痛、幸福与实现梦想的喜悦...... 我无法预知,这趟行程会收获多少的感动。正如驴友李姐说,旅行最大的收益于心。 机场到酒店打的费是50块钱,我和朗郎选择坐公交车。先前听游牧讲过机场到酒店坐51路直接到。 明晃晃的太阳高悬在头顶上空,因地理原因,现在的乌鲁木齐相似于乐山的下午3点,是一天中暑气最浓的时候。 51路公交车破旧得要命,杂吵的车厢内完全听不清楚广播里报的站名。每到一站,我和朗郎都要伸长脖子看车窗外的站台名,生怕错过了地头。机场到酒店的前半段路沿途让人想起曾经的90年代。乱、窄、旧、脏,没有一丝现代化气息,加上干燥的空气和没有生机的道旁树,那种感觉等同于难受。 拉萨和乌鲁木齐,差距为什么这么大? 摇摇晃晃中坐了1个多小时,终于看到公交站台上写着:红山市场。红山?游牧说坐51路在红山站下耶。我拉起朗郎想也没多想就下了车,一看街道门牌号,这里根本不是什么人民路。细细地问过路人才知道人民路离这里至少还有5站远,红山市场和红山是不同的两个站。哎,坑人的破51路,就以这样的形象待远方的客人的? 背着背包在乌鲁木齐街头走5站是我和朗郎干得最蠢也是最有意义的一件事,因为18天后我们离开时,我和朗郎几乎可以在乌鲁木齐的大街小巷随意穿行。 两个小时后我们终于看到了乌鲁木齐的金融街,看到了‘繁华’的杆,看到了人民路130号。 “你好!请问游牧帮我们预订的房间是多少号?”我问酒店前台的服务员 “游牧?没有这个人订过房间。”服务员回我 “不可能,他是领队,昨天到的。”我肯定地讲。服务员问我他叫什么名字。我一下愣住,想半天也想不起游牧叫什么名字。服务员看我们的装束,笑着说:“是不是戴伟?摄手座摄影户外俱乐部?”我连声点头。服务员小妹却为我们着实捏了一把汗:“不知道别人名字就跑来跟人家玩,你们太胆大了。”我耸耸肩膀:“是朋友了,去年随他走过西藏的,只是大家一直都呼网名呢。” 2013.5.1619:30乌鲁木齐人民路90号马三元牛肉面 天生抗拒面食的我,只觉得敦煌的拉条子和兰州的马六子牛肉面好吃。我和朗郎已经在街上转了半小时没见有米饭店,想试一下面前的马三元牛肉面和门口的烤羊肉串。遗憾的是,我除了喝一口面汤和半串烤羊肉外,一根面也吞食不下去。朗郎着急地说:“你喊吃面的,结果又吃不下。”我想,口味很好的他是难以理解我的这个特殊的有毛病的挑食的胃的。 我的内心很痛苦。我知道一个正常人不进食是不现实的,一天可以,在新疆我要呆接近20天,怎么办?又走了很长的路依然没发现有米饭店。朗郎开始责备我,希望我能吃些东西:“你说你不吃东西怎么能行?”有那么几分钟我甚至感觉到了绝望,心情无比沮丧,我钟爱的驴行生活会不会因为我这个对食物挑剔的胃而中断?元旦单车骑海南时也是前三天几乎没进食,后来靠8264和喝脉动保持体力,到了三亚才适应了那里的饮食...... 到乌鲁木齐才三个小时,我和朗郎因为吃东西这个问闹得心里很不舒服,彼此之间的气氛很僵硬。 乌鲁木齐国际大巴扎离人民路1.9公路,快晚上8点钟了,这里的天还亮得很,据说要11点才完全黑,我和朗郎决定先去逛逛。 2013.5.1620:30分乌鲁木齐国际大巴扎 乌鲁木齐气氛很紧张,乌鲁木齐很安全。 从过机场安检口到乌鲁木齐国际大巴扎市场,每时每刻都能看到全副武装的警察列队从身边走过,大街小巷里随处可见待命的警车,乌鲁木齐的空气很紧张。这跟前不久喀什发生的爆乱事件有关,整个新疆戒备。紧张的气氛却让我感觉到十分地安全。最危险的地方就是最安全的地方,这话用在现在的乌鲁木齐太贴切了。更何况我身边有朗郎,有一位曾经特训过的卧底后备人才,有他相伴的路我什么也不害怕。 去年7月到西藏时情况跟今天的乌鲁木齐差不多,我在拉萨的同学反复安慰我:“哎呀,我们拉萨安全的很啊,比内地安全多了。”感受也真的像同学讲的那样,气氛紧张但十分安全。 我对购物向来兴趣不大,所以到了大巴扎也是走马观花般看看了事,40分钟左右我们就要回酒店了。大批的旅游团被拉到国际大巴扎,看来这是参团旅行的一个景点。 2013.5.1622:30乌鲁木齐好美快捷酒店 从大巴扎回酒店的路上,我们边走边找吃的东西。好几个街边小摊正火冒三丈炒着食物,朗郎劝我多少吃一点,我不知道自己是怎么回事,别人一劝我吃我抗拒的食物我就心烦得慌,越说越烦,再劝就要发狂了。因为这个事,我曾经伤害过我身边最亲爱的人,妈妈和坐。也因为这样的怪脾气失去了我的第一次婚姻,弄丢了喜欢了20年的坐。 现在,上天好不容易给了我一个朗郎,我们之间依然无法逾越这道痛苦的墙,这让我无比伤心,泪流无声。我和朗郎会因为这个问无休止的争吵和沉默吗?总有一天他会承受不了而选择离开吗?我不知道。 回到酒店,两个人都不说话。像这样冷淡的场面在之前的4年里每一天重复在我面前上演,我已经受够了,恐惧,几乎崩溃。每一次绝望都会立刻引发胃剧烈的痛,这样的恶性循环对我来说是致命的。 你不喜欢,可以放开手,不要冷爆力。 正在那时,电话响了,是游牧。“色色,你到了吗?吃饭了没有?”我无比委屈地在电话这端摇头,因为我真的好饿,我想吃米饭。“米饭?有啊,快来吧,我们正吃呢,就在酒店附近......” 哈哈,米饭! 挂断电话我拉着朗郎直奔游牧吃饭的地方,游牧在街口等我们。游牧和朗郎是第一次见识,但一眼认出朗郎来。去年与游牧走西藏在成都分手后,我也是快1年没见到他了。 还记得当时的那句话:5月18日,乌鲁木齐见!(因16位驴友AA去江布拉克,所以我们提前两天到乌鲁木齐)([]
从西藏回来已经半个月了,心还是停留在雪域灿烂的艳阳下。这是第三次入藏,专程去徒步了绝美的珠峰东坡。当坐在回京的火车上,伴着铁皮车厢的摇晃回忆起以往的林林总总时,却越发想念第一次进西藏时的时光。并不完美,但却深刻。有段日子了吧。那一年的一月,以雪中的大香格里拉拉开了一年间隔年背包浪迹的序幕,那么同样作为冬季的十一月,不如以雪中的西藏作为终结。 只身一个人,带着许许多多的情结来到西藏,然后一件一件地去偿愿,或者化解。在天之彼端旅行的日子里,实现了一些追逐了很久的愿望,也放弃了一些追逐了很久的愿望。在惊叹和喘息中,渐渐发现原来以西藏为终,不过是自己在固执地为自己的间隔年旅行圆一个完美主义的尾巴。那场旅行没有收获期望中的快乐,更多的时候是独坐在雪山湖泊前,淡淡地观望此生可能再也无法见到的那般深蓝的天空。孤独感,自始至终地笼罩。原来所谓喜马拉雅沙数的星空,即使看到了又能怎样。 此去经年,又走访过了好多地方。即使又两番再度回到过西藏,即使比第一次的西藏之旅更快乐的旅行已经不计其数,但是当年留在西藏的遗憾仍未尽弥补和偿还。我知道,总有一天,在那个令人冲动的大美天地,会补完我想要寻找的东西。 潜水良久,重新注册了新账号,也开始与大家分享分享。有一些户外经历,不过远不能和8264上众多大牛相比,感谢8264。犹豫着从哪个系列开始发,最后选了这个西藏之旅的专辑,虽然此中无甚户外徒步的情节,但西藏即使老掉牙的美景,也仍是我钟爱的。那时的相机是 Canon EOS 1000d + 18-55 的白菜入门机,许多视觉无法摄下,大家凑合看:) 间隔年的末尾,再度离开北京。走得仓促,如此地想要出发,于是就出发了。独行西藏前,虽然已经历次进入藏区(梅里、尼汝、亚丁),但对西藏究竟是怎样一番模样,仍是一无所知。每条进藏公路都想要走一趟,却在第一次,选择了最迫不及待的方式:飞机。在高原行驶的飞机与火车,大都因为高原清澈的空气而显得格外干净,这亦为我这个爱坐窗边的人提供了很多便利。从一马平川开始,渐有山脊褶皱。阳光被隔了几层的玻璃折射,散出彩虹般的光泽。 刹那间(其实昏睡良久矣……),便已经身处飘摇云海之上。这样的云海,不同于黄山那般飘逸的画风,而有着沧海桑田的磅礴大气。这已然是到了横断山脉之上了,我不停地窗外张望贡嘎的身影(后来才得知,原来贡嘎是要坐在左侧机位,我选在了右侧)。 右侧的机位,同样是美景无数。晴空之下,这一处峰群高耸云天,最高峰的雪山格外陡峻美丽。那是什么雪山?后来,一位朋友告诉我说:“翔子,你无意拍到的这张,是大名鼎鼎的四姑娘山,最高者,即为幺妹峰。” 谁又知,不久之后,我也已经徒步在贡嘎与四姑娘的山间。 转眼已至横断山脉的深处,脚下的沟壑显得异常壮阔,我几乎可以想象自己如若正穿越在那些绝壁林立的山峦中,会是如何一番窒息痴呆的模样。 横断山,从广义上来说也是喜马拉雅山脉的一部分。在青藏高原东部过渡到云南、四川的地带,形成了一系列南北走向的平行山脉,平均海拔4000~5000米,许多山峰均已高过阿尔卑斯最高峰勃朗峰。横断山脉的最大特点不在于高耸的雪峰,而在于那飘缈不定的云海和森林,这是喜马拉雅后段所不具备的。因此,行走在梅里、贡嘎、四姑娘等著名大雪山中的人们,才总有如沐云端天堂的幸运。 飞机越过川西雪域的边境,带着我第一次进入西藏。从这里开始,我几乎是一直痴傻于那些美丽的雪峰与冰川。 雪山见过走过无数,以往坐飞机上也见过诸多带雪的山脉,然而这般大气的光景,就如同亲身经历着BBC纪录片中地球奇观的视角。 不觉间,已经飞临喜马拉雅东段的高空。云海在这时渐渐变疏变少,嶙峋的山峰却越发稠密。这些脚下的雪山,随便一座都是令人仰上的高度和气度,此刻却皆在眼内。我越发感觉到,飞临西藏,同公路进藏一样,又何尝不是一种特殊的极致体验。 东念青的附近,应该是以林芝地区为主的山脉。方时,我仍然只识得万般向往的南迦巴瓦。那传说中的一矛穿天的神峰,这一次又能否得见?(后来又听闻,原来看南迦巴瓦也是要坐在左边的窗子,我勒个去…… ) 虽然已有若干次步于冰川的经历,但以这样的视角同时遍览数条几十公里的大冰川仍是第一次,仿佛跳下去,便能跌在软软的雪中。这一座陡峭的雪峰,让我想起了曾经见过的梅里航拍的照片,这样厚的积雪与冰川,如果用脚攀登、抬头仰视会是怎样的震撼?(在8264上见过几位攀登8000、7000米级雪山的大神作品,被撼得魂飞魄散) 这是真正的喜马拉雅。窗外不时飞过苍劲高耸的雪山主峰,我不住地猜测着它们的海拔,它们的名字,它们的传说。语言是苍白的。只是一个雪山怀抱中的海子,便能令我动容。 浩浩荡荡的一派雪峰骤然暂时过去了,山脉变得较为平缓。我知道拉萨不远了。北面的天际,突然高耸着一排连天的雪山,那应该就是著名的念青唐古拉。天湖纳木错,就静静地躺在那片神圣的洁白之下。好,雪山的航拍就到这里。我是幸运的,这一次的航程赶上了很好的天气,把喜马拉雅的壮丽看得如此通透。 雅鲁藏布江,竟然真的是像大地血脉般的抽象画,冲积着沙化的土地。我有些激动,这样的河流,在洪荒的天之彼端,代表着生命。 即将飞抵拉萨时,飞机的高度已经降低到与四周的山峦相仿。大江小河,织成密密的河网,在没有植被的彩色土地上蜿蜒。 雅鲁藏布江共有多雄藏布、年楚河、拉萨河、尼洋河、帕隆藏布五大支流。于是,不久后便是拉萨河。 带着与雅鲁藏布如出一辙的壮阔,拉萨河一路奔走。冬季的河岸,仍有稀疏的绿意。 当飞机降落在拉萨机场的一刹,心情反而平静下来。领取拖运的大背包(75L),坐上机场大巴。方才万米高空的大片仍然萦绕脑中,转眼间却身至清澈碧蓝的拉萨河畔。 映着天空,西藏的河流呈现着极为深沉幽雅的蓝色。拉萨的贡嘎机场距离市区非常之远。我倚着车窗,渐觉睡意袭来。 半梦半醒间,听到拉萨的机场大巴上放的竟然是“北京欢迎你”,不禁想晕倒。布达拉初见,是在进入拉萨市的大客车上。迷糊的我猛一睁眼,心想着“到哪儿了”,只见窗外一座熟悉而又陌生的巨大建筑赫然屹立。竟然已经是布达拉宫了!车转眼间驰过,然后停在了布宫旁的终点旅游集散中心。背上大大的登山包,沿着布宫的侧面一路步行到正面,我的眼睛却不离圣殿分毫。谁还来得及顾上背后的重量?这向往了多久的西藏,直到布宫现于眼前的一刹,才算是真正到达的明证啊!布达拉宫,原来并没有想象中那么高大,也没有想象中那样不可接近。但这澄蓝如洗的天空,和布宫前的步道排成一排不停叩拜的藏民,让我明白了这样一种宫殿名副其实的显赫地位。北京路上的车量不多,耳朵很清静,但脑中却似乎已经回转起藏式的旋律。原来我终于独自来到西藏了,早就可以动身,却要留待最后。万千的思绪,在那一刻涌上心头,最后什么也理不清。我习惯性地拿出地图,然后沿着北京路一路向东走去,那是大小昭寺的方向,但此时更重要的,是找好宿地。 如果以布达拉宫广场比做天安门广场,那么拉萨的北京路类似于北京的长安街。在北京中路与东路上,有着若干连续的背包客旅店,例如亚宾馆(Yak),吉日宾馆,八郎学旅馆,以及东措青年旅舍等。即使是在西藏不甚太平的年份,且在游客较少的冬季,许多小宾馆的接待仍是有些漫不经心。当然,这里不同大城市。背着大包(露营装备都带全了)在北京东路上挨家挨户地找,比较了几家背包客旅舍后,我最后下榻于Yak宾馆,记得是30一个床位。那个八个床位的房间里只有我一个中国人,其余的是美国人,德国人,加拿大人,俄罗斯人,英国人,日本人,和一个不知明细的东欧人。大家都是独行侠,各自过各自的日子。我只和一个老美聊得较多,从他那大嘴里也八卦出其他室友的一些消息。我本想着有否可以同行阿里的家伙,但记得当时突然忘了阿里怎么说 -_-,于是pity了一番两人道不同不相为谋。可是后来才想起来,这个老美说的就是要去Mount.kailash(冈底斯山,冈仁波齐)……冬天的气候很恶劣,加上游人稀少的那一年,拉萨的旅游店铺已经处处关门大吉。暴雪频至的路况,使得搭车到处跑也变得不现实,何况刚刚从大香格里拉的尼汝至亚丁徒步穿越回来,巴不得还是轻松一点。于是放下包的第一件事,就是在各个临近的背包客旅舍的“捡人板”上写上“找伴去阿里”。图为东措青年旅舍的小花灯。 卸重后,可以轻松地感受一下拉萨市井的气息。没有一丁点游客的季节,店铺基本上关得差不多了。于是……既“北京欢迎你”之后,在拉萨的街巷里碰到的第一个摊子竟然是一个新疆人开的果仁果脯摊……真是很崩溃,哈哈。 拉萨并不大,不久便能沿着北京路走到市中心的广场。布达拉宫像紫禁城一样地位于大街北岸,坐北朝南地面对布达拉广场。广场上有几个人工的池塘,可以看到非常美丽的布宫倒影。在深蓝的天空下,布达拉宫双影对镜,冬季的枯枝与金黄的杨柳在渐欲倾斜的阳光下相互映衬,壮观与恬美于是找到了最佳的平衡。 我在空旷的广场上慢慢地散着步,或坐着发呆,同时让情绪渐渐认识到自己的所在,西藏。广场很空旷,没有游客的喧哗,偶有头顶的杨柳叶飘落在水面,激起几片涟漪。对云南迪庆,我已经熟悉得不能太熟悉,但对西藏,我一无所知。要去些什么地方,不清楚,能够去些什么地方,也不清楚。当时,只有一个名字,深深记在脑中:阿里。 直至黄昏将至,我开始感到饥肠辘辘…… (鄙人也是吃货一枚)布宫正对的这片广场,就像一个小型的天安门广场,空旷而干净。五星红旗迎风飘扬,在蓝天下格外鲜艳。西藏和平解放纪念碑,亦是显得格外庄严。 人行道旁铺满落叶,走在一旁的红色砖墙,仿佛时空错乱地回到了东西天安门的走廊。 不同的是,环绕拉萨的四周的山峦(尤其是北向的一侧),全都覆上了白白的冬雪。上一次看到这样的山型,还是在前不久的稻城。熟悉的光景,更进一步地诠释着属于西藏的风情。 广场的花坛,冬季的拉萨仍然残留着秋季的色彩。([]
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