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自10月21日乘火车去成都,至11月12日乘机返回济南,22天历经成都、康定、稻城、香格里拉、梅里雪山、丽江、泸沽湖、西昌、峨眉山、乐山大佛、重庆歌乐山。身体倦矣,心里美矣。回来整理照片,慢慢写游记,供诸同好,真是莫大的享受。 在8264论坛上先发了个帖子,诚邀驴伴,回帖、打电话,有意项者多,能同行者少。有位济南的驴友本来说可以去稻城,邀他在山东省图书馆见了一面,说起行程、花费,对于一个刚毕业不久的他来说,费用是大了点,在我的劝说下,他经过慎重考虑,放弃了去稻城的计划,改为游历其他的地方。和几位驴友通了电话,说是去稻城,但都没有说定。经常一个人独自登上远去的列车,没有同伴就独行吧,先到成都再说吧。 从济南乘火车到成都用时35个小时,是俺山人平生坐火车最长的一次,济南2136开车,第三天0845,到成都,区间里程 2295公里 区间时间 35小时9分。 从济南乘火车到成都(K208/K205),一路经泰山、兖州、 枣庄西 、徐州 、 砀山 、商丘 、开封 、 郑州 、巩义 、汝州 、平顶山西 、南阳、邓州 、襄阳 、谷城 、武当山、十堰、安康 、西乡、汉中 、广元 、江油 、 绵阳 、德阳、成都。在火车上除了睡觉就是聊天,睡了两个晚上,很有意思啊。夜里有打呼噜的,有婴儿啼哭,有神经病患者黎明前放声高歌,晚上睡不了几个小时。好在常在旅途走,什么样的情况都能应付。最不愿坐飞机,一是贵,二是把行程大为缩短,一点意思都没有!还是坐火车一路走来,一路看景,一路思考,这是火车的好处。 在火车上晚上睡一觉就过去了,白天最难熬,但俺山人有几大发明可以熬时间,祖传秘方,不传外人啊:1、找美女聊天;2、看书;3、上网;4、散步;5、坐禅;6……办法有得是。只是聊天聊得口发干,看书看到头晕眼花,上网上到手机没电,散步散到警察把你当特务,坐禅坐到别人把你当成神经病。 火车上见到一位女游客,心无旁骛,专心致志地在刺绣,布面上有亭台楼阁。大庭广众之下,不急不噪,专心女红,真奇女子也。上前搭讪,方知她从济南上车,要去绵阳。因经常乘火车,学会了刺绣,一上车就拿出针线,红绿黄蓝青靛紫各色细线一一备好,穿针走线,布面上的风景由模糊变得愈来愈清楚。我本男儿身,不擅针线,否则,拜她为师,飞针走线,该有多大的乐趣。全身心投入到刺绣事业之中去,既可破闷,亦可修身养性,亦平生一大乐事也。一座楼阁绣不好就到成都了,一定不会觉得路途遥远。中华儿女多奇志,不爱武装爱红装。刺绣者,网名繁华如沙是也。她到绵阳后,还发来信息说:绵阳有直达九寨沟的大巴,绵阳平政汽车站,早六点半至中午十二点,滚动发车,全程需八个小时。 回忆是温馨的,点点滴滴都充满着一种温情。但愿我能把一路上经过的事儿与人记得更准确、更详细些,不求宏大,但求细致,但愿能想起更多的细节。突然想起了火车上的乘务员,她是位中年妇女,应是青岛人吧,生性豪放,她说现在列车硬件质量差,亲手指着用了不长时间的地方生了锈。还说遇到了一位驴友,工作一段时间挣够了钱就辞职出去旅行,花光了钱再去工作,老板惜才没让他辞职,完成了工作量就准许他出去旅行。其真驴友也,出行时间长,工作都放在了第二位。我辈乃笼中鸟,养家糊口之余方能挤出十几天时间云游四方,惭愧惭愧。 在成都梦之旅国际青年旅社,上网时在赶一篇稿子,12点写好后。听一位驴友说,去稻城最好先乘车到康定然后再去稻城。听了他的话。就决定买去康定的大巴。计划已定,去了青羊宫,参观完以后就到车站买了到康定的车票。 我住在成都梦之旅青年旅社,已买好10月24日到康定的车票。在梦之旅,碰到广州的小谭,他本来就没有明确的目的地,我说稻城美啊,不是一般的太美!经不住诱惑,小谭同意一起去稻城。早晨乘出租车到旅游中心客站,小谭买到了票。我们同乘一辆大巴,晚上到康定,一路风景壮观。住在贡嘎青年旅馆,遇到不少去稻城的驴友。有美女理云、帅哥小轩,四人打的到康定老城”老友记私房菜”吃晚饭,又邀了美女叶儿与小唐,队伍已发展到六人。第二天(10月25日)小唐与叶儿坐班车去稻城,我们四人包面包车到稻城,每人是150元,车上又与美女程程邂逅,一行五人奔向稻城。从康定包车到稻城一般得1000元,我们算是便宜的。 到了成都,先找住的地方,梦之旅青年国际旅社就在武侯祠马路对过(南面),那是驴友扎堆的地方,以前曾住过,条件尚可,就住那吧。从火车站乘车极为方便,在武侯祠那站下车即可。住了个十人间,30元一个床位。寄存好包后,乘车去青羊宫。几年前去成都,参观了在广汉的三星堆,在成都的杜甫草堂、金沙遗址。青羊宫是川西第一道观,离武侯祠不远,坐落在成都西南郊,南面百花潭、武侯祠(汉昭烈庙),西望杜甫草堂,东邻二仙庵。青羊宫具体位置是成都市一环路西二段九号,经过“青羊宫”的公交车车很多,也就几站的路。 济南至成都火车卧铺(中)大概是450元左右,成都梦之旅国际青年旅馆一个床位30元,青羊宫门票10元,从成都至康定,新南门车站发车,从8点10分到12点,好像有四班,票价大概是120元左右。我是乘的8点10分的班车,大概是下午四五点钟到。一路经雅安(这一段是高速)、泸定,在翻过二郎山前一个叫王老四的饭店吃的午饭,每个菜大概15元,和小谭要了两个菜,只吃了七成饱。在二郎山前路一直比较好,快到泸定路就不好走了,康定贡嘎青年旅社一个床位大概是35元。 我们当时时在翻越剪子弯山时看到的贡嘎雪山,看到的是应是其北坡(或者西坡)。当时12点左右,阳光明媚,看得较较为清楚。 我们正此盘桓半个多小时,尽情领略贡嘎雪山的神韵。 到卡子拉山时大概是下午2点20左右。 一路风景优美,这是包车的好处,想停就停,坐班车就不能随便让司机停下来照相了,你眼中的美景人家天天看,不会一见到雪山就发出“哇!哇!”这样的惊叹。。 我拍摄主要是记录行程,但愿能把一路的美景都装在心中。 终于见到了兔儿山。 兔儿山海拔4696米。过兔儿山就到海子山了。 海子山多石头,堆在一起,气势磅礴。当时天色已暗,这几张是当天最后的照片了。从理塘到稻城的风光非常壮观,可惜天完全黑下来,至稻城一直没再拍照片。 海子山绵延几十公里,在傍晚时分,面包国行驶在海子山中,不时能见到海子与硕大的石块,苍凉之感扑面而来。 在稻城住妈妈青年旅馆,我和小谭、理云、小轩、程程五人乘面包车先到,叶儿与小唐乘班车后到。到稻城重庆火锅店吃饭,人多菜少,也就吃个半包。饭毕,他们几人在超市购物。乘车云妈妈青年旅馆分店,条件太差,老板不地道,把我们忽悠到了一个非常偏的分店,基本上没有人。一见到一位小伙子,他说是老板的弟弟,非常气愤地说:“明天就要关门了!”怎么找了一个这样的地方!基本上都是我们这帮驴友。晚上和小轩同床共枕, 一夜睡得很香。第二天司机师傅曲米定好早晨7点出发。 看傍河要从主道上向西走几百米。 傍河风光,早晨看很有味道。 在《秘境稻城》一书中,作者说傍河夕照,色拉晨雾景色最美,我们没有看到傍河夕照,也没有看到色位乡的晨雾,但却看到色拉乡早晨的太阳照在大山之上的美景。在此拍摄的驴友还是很多的。 由色拉乡向南走不远就是热乌寺了。 司机曲米与一起去亚丁的驴友合影。曲米自称是山歌王子,一路上不时要唱上几句,为我们带来许多欢乐。 在海子旁,大家拍照留念。翻过波瓦山,路基本是是柏油马路,很好走,到赤土乡曲米家去喝酥油茶。曲米的父亲为我们煮好了酥油茶,火炉里木柴烧得正旺,阳光透过窗户射进来,喝一口酥油茶,暖暖的。在他家呆了半个小时,看了他家的佛堂,登上屋顶,远望整个村子。曲米大哥的面包车出了毛病,曲米帮着捣鼓了半天,车也没有修好。在赤土乡呆了有一个多小时。我们继续赶路,路一边是溪水,黄杨树的叶子是鹅黄色的,嫩嫩的,煞是可爱。 当地的杨树其实是分青杨树与黄杨树,我们分不清,一律称黄杨树吧。杨树叶子是色的,其他的树叶子是绿的,与碧绿的溪水、醋枯黄的草搭配起来,组成一幅美丽的画卷。 溪流清澈而又湍急。 曲米的家到了。 围在曲米家火炉边,温暖、温馨的感觉油然而生。 藏族人家的房子真大。 色拉乡的乡村非常温馨的地方。 赤土乡是个风景区美丽的地方。([]
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2013年将成为终生纪念的一年。经历了去年的谷底沉沦,在新年的晨光中,我向宇宙发愿:我要盛开,为来这一世的生命。神奇开始在我身边发生:想清明出去玩,最后一天最后一个被的组织收留;想被拍几张美照,便有摄影师举着长枪出现在对面。连清晨跑步时心里哼的歌,都会从转弯的小店里传出同一段曲调。5月初的一天,偶然在群里撞见新疆博格达雪山的照片,即使在这一刻,它依然深深吸引着我,如同初见。 当机缘来临,生命中激起闪亮的光环,你需要平日里积攒的勇气,跳起来抓住它,坚持做自己。发片的是Jack,一位细心、负责、心怀美景的不喜欢做头儿的头驴,他准备安排自己端午节独自去博格达。小碗:“我想去博格达。”Jack:“这个线路不适合你。”小碗:“你说了不算,你又不是这个活动的领队。”Jack:“……”。以沉默拒绝,人家本来就想独享这场雪山盛宴,他还是把8264招集贴链接给了我。兴奋地看了贴子报了名,管他批不批,先开始体能训练。一直嘴上很喜欢运动却不常行动的我,始无前例地主动积极,上午就完成了买健身卡、报名等手续,还制定了准备计划:早上跑步、下午游泳、周末参加浦东徒步,其它时间都在购置装备。虽然我的人生第一次重装徒步离真正成行还重重困难,运动我总是喜欢的。它让我感受到五脏六腑四肢肌体的伸缩与渗透,运动本身就是件快乐的事情。报名一直未批。十天后夜晚,接到新疆领队零的电话。零:“身高、体重”小碗:“***、**”(自知长得像豆芽菜,心里凉了半截)零:“瘦的反而体力好(我的小心脏啊),你们家住几楼?”小碗:“一楼和二楼”(是不是太矮了?要考验从高楼往下飞降的功夫?脑子里浮现的是黑衣帅哥双手把住绳子从高耸的楼顶跳跃式滑落的电影场景)零:“你周围有没有高楼,爬30楼,考验时间7分钟。”小碗:“还下来不?”零:“只计算爬上去的。”(估计零队想:这个不知天高地厚的)第二天清早来到小区最高一幢楼22楼,我计算着:爬到22楼,停秒表,乘电梯下到14楼,开秒表,再爬到22楼。带着芮克式呼吸开始起步,调整节奏,步长,放松充能……时间4’27(哈哈哈),大腿的酸胀感走到家里时已基本消失,为自己的体力感到惊喜。迫不及待地把这个好消息告诉零队,收到回复:“你比我还快!”暗自窃喜,以为大功告成,还没等到喜上眉梢,第二天一早收到零的QQ。零:听说你是坐电梯上去的!(表情:发怒)小碗:谁说的?(表情:发发怒)零:Jack小碗:我要和他PK,时间:随时随地;地点:金茂大厦。Jack一如往常冷静地回复了我:爬楼梯这个测试不好,要测就测跑10公里,1小时内跑完算你合格。不管领队答没答应,你得按照这个准去储备身体能力才行。你要对自己负责。 沸腾了两周的空气开始冷却下来,面前这个七级重装高海拔徒步的含义显出端倪。高海拔:意味着我可能高反,头痛、胸闷、乏力,缺氧使人四肢无力、步履艰难。重装:背60L大包,15公斤以内。七级路线:新疆小羊军团线路级别划分为3-9级。本次全程55公里左右,每天行进约15公里,登上碎石达板,脚下的碎石和巨石,随时可能伤害你的脚。冰川路况很差,北坡冰川有许多暗藏的冰裂缝,非常危险。眼前的我,从未去过高海拔,平时拎手提包都嫌重,下盘不稳,爬杭州北高峰跟不上的倒数第二名。我去了可能会拖团队的后腿,因为等我延误时间到达营地;还有可能体力不支而下撤,队友送我回程而无法继续向前进;还可能走不动让队友分担背包,增加他人的负担;还可能需要队友的照顾,让他人无法完整享受徒步的乐趣。“我去了会是个负担”——一股强烈的窒息感扑面而来,直接掉进小时候被父母当作“负担”的痛苦记忆中。一直以来,我在团队中很难找到价值感,这一次我也不知道能为他人做什么。低自我价值感让我退缩,不想为满足自己,影响一行人雪山追梦的愿望。我提出放弃。Jack如是说:我感动于你们为了目那份坚持和努力,去博格达雪山是你们的梦想,我不能决定你们能不能去,但不管你们通过没通过,我始终不会把你们当作负担,始终做好了你们会同行的思想准备。第一次高海拔重装徒步献给博格达,是我的幸运;同时接纳两个第一次高海拔重装徒步新驴同行的人,拥有非凡的勇气。博格达,我们来了! 第一天,儿童公园→三个山村→水闸→1号羊圈→大石头→2号羊圈,当日行程1.5小时,4公里,攀升400米 15:00乌鲁木齐市儿童公园集合,领队零、协作火星和石榴籽、各地驴友,浩浩荡荡23人的队伍乘着大巴出发了。大伙不加掩饰地兴奋着,自我介绍时每个人脸上闪烁着窗外太阳般的光彩。4小时后我们换乘了这辆大卡车。 那场面简直像是激情燃烧的岁月,众人如同胸前戴着大红花参军的新兵,朝气蓬勃、身姿矫健翻上卡车。一路颠簸,一路欢腾,一刹车,便像塔米诺骨牌般倒成一串。两旁寂寞的村庄,无聊的尘土也被我们的欢乐激得漫天飞扬。 2小时后到达目的地1号羊圈。下了车,背起包,感到有些沉。心情开始紧张,真正的考验开始了。刚走了一小段,就感到呼吸困难,继续走,觉得气不够,腿累。越走越觉得吸气不够,紧张在身体里蔓延,停下来,深深地呼吸,走两步仍然气喘得厉害。还要表现镇定,生怕让旁边的人看出来。这才刚走几步,我就走不动了啊……高反?怎么办?偷偷回头往山下看,车早就回去了,我也不可能走得回去呀。一瞬间,恐慌升起欲哭无泪。硬着头皮往前走,从四步一呼吸,调整为三步,二步、一步。半小时后,呼吸逐渐恢复正常,脑子里想起来之前听说,第一天晚到营地1小时的要劝退。于是,大跨步往前走,只为证明自己是可以的,与先头部队一起到达营地。蹦蹦跳跳地跑到零队面前说:“这下你放心了吧。”零不语,皱着黑黑的眉头看着我,后几天无限印证了这一眼包含的意义深邃经验独道。 帐篷散落在山谷中,像盛开的花。夜幕时分,各式锅、炉、刀、筷铺开一地,油、盐、酱、料样样齐全,大厨骆驼、火星、么么鱼、也曾,二厨零、夏花、不离不弃、数钱粉等等墨登场。厨房能力发育不全的我在一旁欣赏着他们的专注和喜悦,好奇地问着这个是什么那个干什么用。菜品丰富得超出想象:蒜苔火腿、五香磨菇、青椒牛肉、番茄炒蛋、蒜香卷心菜、粽子、蜜豆甜品、香肠煲饭……至少漏写10样。火星背的西瓜展示了他强壮的体魄,石榴籽掏出的山竹让人大吃一惊,这么皮重心少的水果也可以背上来?!一切可口美味!尽情享受着美食的我一时忘记了馕中羞涩。临行前零队一再强调食物要减负,说自己只带面条和馕,我信以为真,也算顺水推舟,想少背一点保持体力。所背的食物清单:PowerBar能量棒(不顶饿,但天天行军没感到腰酸背痛,不知与它是否有关?)PowerBar能量胶(又甜又腻,作用不大)Nuun电解质泡腾片(这个东东维持我的嘴第4天才开始起泡)葡萄糖(它每天和泡腾片、热水一起伴我度过困难时光)蛋白粉(强烈推荐,如果没有它日子更不好过)巧克力(可可含量75%以上有用)糖果(回上海发现包里剩下一堆)速食汤(用来煮面条的次选,首选当然是咸菜、白菜和西红柿)胶原蛋白粉(如果你和我一样爱美,必带)再加上与上海同行JACK、海宝在匆忙中购买的馕、面条、苹果4个、黄瓜、鹿肉罐头,这些是4天我们三个人的全部食物:早餐煮泡馕、午餐能量棒、晚餐速食汤煮面。近处传来整整肉香,促使化缘成为每顿饭的必修功课。化缘的大部分工作落在JACK身上,看着他一次次把食物分给我和海宝,从未抱怨。其中酸楚,不堪回首。 吃饭时最爱听到骆驼温软的声音:“小碗,来坐这里”。赶紧拿碗,排排吃菜。喜欢接过夏花递来的火腿;石榴籽的粽子;瑛子称自己喝不完的麦片;火星让我尝一尝的新菜……还有许多看到我矜持地站在一旁主动伸出的手。泪流满面。晚餐一直延续到星星铺满夜空,像不散的宴席。众人把酒高歌,清雪起舞助兴,朋友一生一起走,一句话,一辈子,一生情,一杯酒。 第二天,2号羊圈→4号羊圈→三个岔瀑布→1号冰湖→碎石达板→2号冰湖→登山大本营。当日行程15公里,攀升900米。新疆辖三山夹两盆(昆仑山脉、天山山脉、阿勒泰山脉、塔里木盆地、准葛尔盆地)地域宽广,地形地貌种类繁多,徒步资源异常丰富。五月底至七月初,是新疆2000-3000米的春季,届时万物复苏、草木兴盛,鲜花草地羊群遍布山野,可以体验在荒漠草原、高山草原、高山荒漠带、沼泽湿地、高原草甸、雪岭云杉森林、冰湖、冰川、瀑布、碎石达坂、卵石河床………徒步的盛景。 徒步不是目的,是一种生活。这一点像禅。碎石达板的石头每一块都是不一样的,牢固与松动随时可能发生变化。此时你听不到四周的声音,那跟自己无关;看不到周边的景物,景物也跟自己无关。你只与身体、呼吸和脚下这一块石头同在。当你停下来,抬起头,世界就在你的眼前。 沿途各式奇特的地貌植被,起伏的山脊、紫色的石头、独特的小花吸引着你。如果一路走一路看风景,可能将失去充足的时间去领略最壮观的景致。学习放弃,同时认为我值得拥有。懂得区分二者,是我当下的功课。上天慈悲眷顾让我拥有美、智慧、爱与被爱、自由、健康、快乐、富足。合十感恩。 如果你心里一直掂记着追赶前人的脚步,或者达到目,不妨也可以尝试按照自己的节奏走,在自己生命道路上划出独特的志,没有对错,不做比较。这一段走在前面的人,或许下一段走在后面。也许,他走在前面只想体验追风的畅快,落在后面是留念与山峰的对望。向前走,休息时别忘记回头,你走过的路就是绝美的风景。 照片虽然很美,远不及你眼睛看到1号冰湖。“其形也,翩若惊鸿,婉若游龙,荣曜秋菊,华茂春松。仿佛兮若轻云之蔽月,飘飘兮若流风之回雪。”左边的雪山像一位守护将军,忠诚而痴情地保护着她。 博格达是个很年青的神,唇红齿白,英俊潇洒。他看着我,我望着他,他说:“我爱你”。欣喜若狂。 博格达峰海拔高度虽然并不惊人,但登山难度绝非寻常。在主峰的东西,分别排列着7座5000米以上的高峰。博格达峰山体陡峭,西坡与南坡坡度达70—80度,只有东北坡坡度稍缓,因此,该峰虽然在1980年以前就有英国和前苏联登山队前来攀登,但直到1981年6月9日,才由日本京都队11人开创登顶纪录。博格达峰是由3个峰尖紧依并立而成,终年冰雪皑皑,世称“雪海"。登山大本营建在博格达峰的脚下海拔3580米处,三位香港登山者和日本登山者白水小姐的墓就在这里。扎好帐篷,吃完饭,令人头痛的问又来了。昨晚就一夜没睡着,睁着眼睛不如闭着眼睛,数完绵羊数星星;想做深呼吸放松,怕声音太大惊扰旁人;想出去跑两步,担心冷而且动静更大。睡不着还不敢动,日子真不好过。刚打个盹儿,神经像一条被人拽着的线,忽地一拉又清醒过来。反反复复。今晚要是再睡不着的话,明天肯定没体力走路了。焦虑啊……焦虑啊……想办法啊……想办法啊,最后鼓足勇气拉同伴陪我聊天,聊到睡着为止,最后话都说不动了,还是睡不着。 第三天,登山大本营→简单达板4150米→最近距离接近博格达主峰→北坡冰川→3号冰湖。当日行程15公里,攀升600米,下降950米。清早,忽然下起了雪粒,沙沙地从灰朦朦的天空上倾盆而下,一会子功夫就妆扮我们的帐篷。刚拔营,又来一场雨,冲锋衣袖子没挺多久就感到潮湿,这次因为准备工作太多没时间换件新装备,幸而雨停了,不然后果难以想象。 出发前集体聚餐会上,零队语重心长地说:“考核你们的体能,有些人被我拒绝不让他来,是觉得山友来一趟不容易,我们来博格达不是为了一路傻走,你走完之后还要有精力欣赏风景。”这段话一路体会深刻。休息的时光是珍贵的,对我这个走慢的人更算忙碌:休息、补给、整理、拍照、社交,常常顾这头顾不了那头。因为会走在队伍后面,到了休息点,队伍已经差不多开拔。这个苹果每到休息时我就掏出来啃,要吃整整一天,是重要的VC和纤维素的补给。我的包确定是全队最轻的。每当GG们不经意地帮忙拎起来,便会大呼:这是谁的包,这么轻。我立刻出现在他面前,食指挡嘴“嘘……”,相视一笑,心照不宣。即便如此,我一蹲下便会被大包牵引得自然往后倒,每每一小摔还需要整力气让自己重新站坐起来。非常钦佩瑛子、三千小时、清雪背着帐篷大单反走完全程。增肥成为我的渴望。 博格达峰。其海拔5445米,坐落在东经88.3度,北纬43.8度,属新疆阜康境内。在天山的诸多主峰之中,博格达并非最高,其海拔高度也仅能排名第三,然而它的名气却远在诸峰之上。博格达峰长期以来,在西部各民族的心目中,博格达是最富有神性的山峰,它一直被人们视为神灵之宅、紫气之源而加以膜拜。博格达一词就是出自蒙语,“神之居所”之意,一说为“香雪海”之意。 今天的路最艰苦,但也是最壮观、最精彩的一天,最近距离接近博格达主峰。看到高高的简单达板时,我已经走累了。零队全副武装拿着冰镐在前面探路,打开隐藏的深不见底的冰裂缝。数钱、翅膀与他绑在一根绳子上保护安全。我们沿着脚印深一步浅一步在雪地里往前走。坡度很陡,雪地很滑,好几次滑得站不住,幸好骆驼帮我顶住脚,才没有像其它队员那样滚出好几米。雪山丫口的风光甚好,但没有人在那里留停。风太大,衣服也汗湿了,直接往下坡走。 前方是看不见尽头的冰川。疲惫不堪的我挪动着双腿,冰层的厚薄随时都在变化,一步踩在冰上,一步踩在冰水里。大脑一片空白,身上很冷很冷,心感到冰凉,反应麻木,坐在冰川中间,感觉不到休息。Jack说:“我可以帮你背包走10米。”这句话让我明白大家都累了,必须靠自己走下去。身上又有了一点儿劲,站起来背着包继续往前走。眼前白灰茫茫的天地,隐隐约约看见一个橙色的身影站在不远的地方,走近了,橙色往前移动几米;再走近,它继续移动。它就是我的目,往前走只为能走到它那里。我不知道营地在哪里,只知道走到橙色的地方一定能到达营地。海宝哥停下来想陪我,Jack让他先到达营地,不能两个都倒下。冰川的后面是碎石大坡,呼吸非常细弱,眼睛只能看清前面一二米的地方,所有精神都集中在脚下的这一块石头上。我明白,如果这时候踩不稳崴脚,或者摔下去,对自己对队伍都是危险的。Jack仍然站在不近不远的地方,一直没有讲话。辩析声音对我来说是分神的举动,我需要全然专注在自己身上。火星过来说:“你把包放下,我回来背”。Jack谢绝了,事后他说这样做是为了成全我。我不能给火星添这么大负担,倒回来背包再走回去。Jack的好意我心领神会。营地在3号冰湖旁,到达时又开始全身发冷。天空下起大雨,木然不知的我地坐石头上等帐篷搭起,连去零队那里取葡萄糖水的力气也没有了。一头扎进帐篷,穿着羽絨服裹着两床睡袋还觉得背脊冰凉。朦胧中被人扶起喝了一杯东西,睡过去。不知多久,又被扶起喂了几口面。隐隐约约听到有人说:“你和海宝哥从来没受过这种苦”。这声音像从天上传出来的,他的身体已很疲惫,还掂记我们的苦,温暖、细心地照顾着同伴们。很感动。这一晚睡得很好。 第四天,3号冰湖→4号冰湖→小草原→绝望坡→白杨河沟口。当日行程20公里,下降1700米。雨过天晴,重获新生。清晨,看着海宝哥生龙活虎地从帐篷里钻出来,大声地说:“幸亏昨天Jack给我灌的药,马上就睡着,不然就完蛋了”。大家无恙,真开心,三个人吃着馕也觉得香甜。 出山的路很奇丽,经过了仙境般的湖泊,走过了“一脚踩到15朵花”的草原,旁边的峡谷奔腾咆哮着河流,挚爱的森林流过潺潺小溪。连最后把我走趴下的哈萨克人村庄也是美的。火星还是实现了帮我背包的愿望,他的话给我很大鼓励:“我知道你是可以背着包走完全程的,只是我希望快一点才帮你背包的。如果没有这一点,我会让你自己走下去。”石榴籽一路用她那娇滴滴的娃娃音坚强地陪伴我走完最后一段,“转弯就到”是她说得最多的话。终于,看见树下那群熟悉的身影们,跨进终点一刹那多么想倒进一个坚实而温暖的拥抱中,可惜没有人给我,此行唯一遗憾,大伙儿下次记得补上哈。 欢呼……庆祝……车厢变成移动的Party场。语言在此时显得馈乏。我当时低着头在做什么?为什么没有站起来欢呼?如果上天再给我一次机会,我要坐到椅子的靠背上,扬起那晒红的脸蛋,高举着长脖子酒瓶,跟每个人碰击,狠狠地吹一瓶。白色的天山山脉依恋在车窗外,连绵不绝。零队说:“看,你们凭着自己的毅力走过那一片山。”自豪感顿时贯满全身。 我在旅途中没有带相机,只是用心去感受。所有照片均来自于整个团队的摄影师们,包括史瑞克和清雪的游记中。一路共渡生命历程,相互鼓励,分享喜乐的XDJM们,千言万语。 直到现在,我都不知觉自己去过那片西域仙境,但是我的确到了那里,看见了世界的另一面。做自己,可能会让你经历跌宕起伏怀疑不安。回头看,你终将为自己能做成的事感到骄傲! 我来了,如同从未来过。 我爱你,如同没有爱过。 泪珠儿变成雪花伏在你的身上, 你的雄伟与俊秀不因它而更美,或丑陋。 鸟儿飞过天空不会留下痕迹, 连惊鸿一瞥都随风带走。 我存在于我的生命里, 奇峰幻景已化作呼吸相伴。 前世有约, 相遇便好。 ( 全文完)([]
准备了一点简单的东西,由于钱不多,所以打算一路露营。 我家在山东临沂,打算先去河南,逛逛开封,洛阳,再去西安,然后南下去四川。过云南最后去西藏。 前期都是山东的城市,马路上,也没什么好的景色。 原本打算一天骑行一百五十公里,结果一出发就是顶风前行。 中午休息时和当地的老乡聊了一会。 忽然发现身边貌似是一家银行。(不过这个。。。很像山寨的)晚饭,一瓶啤酒,清炒豆芽,肉丝炒面。呵呵!忽然想起家乡的笑话,单县人不善,曹县人不肏(cao)。嘿嘿,开封在望,加把劲啊。呵呵,终于到开封了,不容易啊。先抖掉身上的二斤土。然后,进城! 开封是一个美丽的地方!华灯初上回复 weiyibdk 的帖子因为是一个人的旅行,而且各地的景色都在美了再秀一下兰考兰考是县委书记的榜样——焦裕禄同志生前战斗过并为之献身的地方,是焦裕禄精神的发祥地。老大爷不愿上镜,看我拍照片还把脸转过去了。郑州洛阳今天的住宿地虽然天色还早,但考虑到可能在天黑前赶不到下一个目的地。所以就在这里住下了。一个倒闭的饭店旁。嘿嘿,看看哥们的小房子。从出发到现在已经一个星期了,也许出门的时候没看黄历,结果一出门就开始刮风了,紧接着就是降温。晚上在帐篷里冷的直发抖。得佛是怪不给力啊。这几天最想要的东西就是被子,哪怕是个夏凉被也行。如果老天拿被子和美女让我选择的话,我一定会抱着美女盖着被子。嘿嘿。这一路上的生态条件不是很好,都是光秃秃的山和光杆的树,期待进入四川以后可以多欣赏一些路边的山水景色。路上见到一个小公园,貌似还不错。进去看一看。这啥意思?是手么。三条鱼不错吧双龙戏珠瑞兽麒麟回复 温水煮青蛙 的帖子有时间可以让它在路上跑一跑啊这样的小路牵着美女溜达溜达貌似相当的嗨!长寿山,好好的一棵树,你看看给整的。这又是啥意思呢。路上遇见一美女,把哥超过去了,哥当时就怒了,反超! 呵呵顺便拍张照片。 偶米豆腐,别告我侵犯她的头像权。柳树一不小心开始发芽了。路边的野草让我有种想去放把火的冲动,但是怕被惩罚。 这是在去三门峡的路上。这个坡道有好几公里长呢,下起来老嗨了,哇-哈哈哈比核武器杀伤力还大呢,差点整崩溃了。 上就上,你说出来干什么。。。站的高才看的爽好清澈的小河,先洗洗再说。等不到晒干了,挂后面继续上路。GO在去灵宝的路上转走G209 到灵宝就天黑了。明天要是顺风就干到西安,顶风就不好说了。 现在顺风也就相象一下罢了,不顶风太厉害就烧高香喽。貌似里面有华山,不过咱没时间再进山了。呵呵,绝对纯天然绿色产品。无化肥,无农药!(
早在登上盖州黄花排之时,石头就注意到了出现在眼际中的老土顶。从网上未查到此山的相关资料,听其名字,心想应该厚厚的土层堆集起来的高山,应该没有石砬子之类的险峻之处。后来的事实证明,石头的想法实在是太英明了,山上果然土层奇厚。至于山顶石岩绝壁……石头还真是没想,以至于临行之前,又果断取从包里取出了绳子扔出——基于对队友能力的充分信任!虽然预报有雨,可是还是决定风雨不误,在这个季节里登山,只要不是雷电天气,雨中登山未必不是一件爽事,况且又不是没经历过。 24日早上8时许,小队按时到达山下,稍作准备,便开始了一天的行程。山里的雾气时浓时淡,刚刚还出现在视野里的山峰很快淹没在浓雾之中。行程伊始,尚有小路可寻。路遇当地放牧的老乡,言语之中对我们的行动啧啧称奇,就连吃草的小牛也不禁对我们刮目相看……绽放的山芍药花……高贵典雅辛劳的蚂蚁。石头一向以为,蚂蚁比蜜蜂更勤劳,可人们为什么偏偏要把赞美之词都送给了蜜蜂呢?想必是人类这帮家伙吃到了人家的蜜糖,既然吃了人家的,自然嘴短。而蚂蚁——人类似乎从它身上分享不到什么东东。但石头还是愿意对蚂蚁表示很赞!看惯了城市楼群的水泥建筑,现在行走于山野之中,满眼的绿色,天然的氧吧,远离了PM2.5,远离了汽车尾气,远离了城市噪声,耳边回响的是动听的鸟鸣……似乎感觉连空气都是绿色的,不由得大口呼吸。喂!是累的吧?好吧,石头承认是其实是累的大喘气9时20分,切上山脊,雾气渐淡,山下的村庄出现在视野之中。山下的那条公路的终点,就是英那河的发源地——鹿圈子。沿着山脊北进,来到一条山谷之中,林间突现一片开阔之地,森林、青山、黄花、草地-----好一派田野风光,于是尽兴的拍照……(此处省去照片N张)各类的花朵竞相绽放……石头目测是“金银忍冬”,求鉴定大片的浦公英……景色别致很想晚上在此美美的露营一次小队又继续前行……又穿过一片松林,峥嵘显现,晕!不是土顶么?怎么会有石顶?开弓岂有回头箭之理?上!又是一阵团雾,前行之路顿时难辩……来到一个山峰之上,石头席地休息,不知为什么突然觉得那里有点不对劲,于是便四下寻找…… 面对此景,石头一时不敢乱动,情急之下,立即念起咒语:天灵灵、地灵灵,天蓝蓝、地黄黄,天天天、地地地,天地天、地天地……还真是管用,它默默的看了我一眼之后就离开了。此咒语系石头独家原创,盗念必究!当日五人小队,其中一人是PS上去的,你看出是哪个了么?云雾暂时散开,远处的山峰……下次就去那儿!复入浓雾之中,行进之中,忽左忽右,忽上忽下,令人不一会儿就又方向难辩,好在有手中的GPS,使队能始终沿着正确的方向前进。行进之中之飞来石。行进中之石海这又是哪个方向呢?经手中的GPS确认,前方的山峰就是前行之途,只不过还要下到?a href="http//ankang.8264.com" class="keyword" target="_blank">安康牡状Γ俚巧洗紊隙悦娴纳狡隆?br/>杜鹃仍在绽放……又来到两峰之间的一个连接之处,这里显然是一个风口,常年累月的季风横扫,几乎是吹走了这里所有的土壤,但这里突兀的长有三棵松树,它的根结实的却顽强的扎在石缝之中,迎风挺立!松树的风格!赞!虽然手中有GPS,但在茂密的树林加浓雾中寻找正确的路线,并不是一件容易的事,更何况又在数个山峰之间上上下下,很是耽误时间,时间不觉已经过午。([]
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([]
Liekkas---Sofia Jannok温馨小提示:如果喜欢背景音乐,可以在第一页看到末尾时,不翻页,另外开个窗口继续看,音乐可一直播放,想完整查看请点击只看该作者关于背景歌曲:每一首歌都会褪色,那些不曾褪色的歌都会成为一个传说。写作的时候,开车的时候,这些不吵不闹的歌,每一首都经得起单曲循环。Liekkas---- Sofia Jannok中文名称北极光的征兆。歌曲很美很恬静,由瑞典国宝级歌手索菲娅·杰纳克使用萨米族语演唱,整首歌充满轻柔的北欧风格,天籁般的嗓音,温暖而治愈,所有的不快和烦恼都随轻哼浅唱而消失殆尽。就像这次旅程的心情,9天的行程,8天日出日落,或辉煌,或迷幻,或冷艳,收获满满,就算是最后被放逐的两天,也是出乎意料的顺利而圆满。然而,面对一大堆照片,千言万语,只汇成图片上的这句话-地球上两个人相遇不容易,我们都要好好珍惜。 关于游记:一开始没打算要写游记的,摄影团手累,登山团脚累。每天追逐日升日落,起得比鸡早,睡得比狗晚,吃饭也没个定时。要不是第七天冒着被诀死的危险洗了个头,那可真是待我长发及腰,甩你一头虱子可好! 哪来闲工夫记日记啊。架不住一个两个三个的催,好嘛好嘛,看图说话也要说。首先谢谢好好哥哥,冰月姐姐,复原姐姐,昨夜星辰,尚品大哥给我照的妖精照,不用担心我跳出高反,别把你们照出高反了哈特别鸣谢唐唐姐,出发前,看我一个小腰包就能装下的尼康D90加狗头,体贴地连枪带炮加背包一并借给我(佳能7D加一个定焦头)还有一米哥,让我车车随便开,机子,镜头随便用,照片全部拷,极大地丰富了我的游记不说,还锻练了我的胆量加臂力,每天孜孜不倦地扭到尼家和佳家的对焦点费。还有深山姐,高反这么严重也不忘了给我抓拍工作照,关键时刻省下卡来给我用。。。有朋如斯,夫复何求!!先上一张大片吧,看看咱们这架势,不是耍酷,是真酷哈,都不知道小兮是什么时候抓拍的。 前言:计划去稻城亚丁很久很久了。。。有时候,走遍千山万水,却从没爬过自家门前的小山坡。没去成的理由除了路,还是路。理塘到稻城的路究竟有多险多烂?险得过通麦天险?烂得过墨脱?如今到墨脱的公路都通了,亚丁的机场也通了,秘境深处的那片净土能否禁得住公路和机场带来的冲击?梅里雪山是否会变成第二个逐渐消融的玉龙雪山?正好摄影群里老大召唤,国庆提前两周就开始啰啰嗦嗦收拾了几大包,高跟鞋几进几出,出发时估到找了个理由套在脚上,打死也要穿(雪山,彩林,婚纱,高跟鞋----缺一不可)。有了唐唐姐给我的枪炮,我也成了双枪老太婆,呵呵。一个人游荡惯了,跟到朋友走真是幸福啊。技不如人,只有当丫鬟了撒,看我三枪老太婆的英姿。临行前一周查看天气预报,一色的小雨,中雨,大雨加阴天,想退团,不敢。也罢,晴天有晴天的艳丽,雨天有雨天的空濛,实在是没得拍的了,灰也要抓一把回来(老大语录) 第一天:重庆---西昌邛海大清早5点出发,就为了赶到西昌拍落日。一米哥第一个接的我,看到我那几大包行李居然面不改色,果然是沉得住气的男人。大不了把高跟鞋挂车顶。出发第一天就印证了我们的人品。西昌不愧为阳光城。赶到时,正是好时机。秋天的邛海天高气爽,落霞孤鹜,让人留连忘返。悲催的是一到邛海公园,老大的毒眼就发现了大片所在,当快门声响起一片时,我还在手忙脚乱地寻找佳能的对焦点按钮。该死的小日本,尼家和佳家就不能不要一国两制吗,光圈,快门,对焦点完全是反的。几分钟后,老大一声闪人,留在我相机里的就是几张白花花的东东。 看看一米的鱼眼视角,不摆了 喜欢这张的意境,孤舟,鱼竿,苍穹,静谧的湖水,学习了。 照这张PP时终于找到点感觉和信心(佳能7D) 如此美妙的地方总是少不了天作佳人。没穿过婚纱,一直心痒痒的,后备箱里的婚纱,什么时候可以穿出来秀一哈呢 (1DX 一米摄) 夕阳西下尚早,坐在湖边,没事就开始臭美了 (下面六张图片鸣谢一米) 看了高调,再来几张低调吧,老大的学生想不低调都不行。 古墓幽灵出没,逆光,索性处理成全黑喜欢这个运动中的人像,肢体不全,别有一番味道 (下一组图片25-49楼) 下图鸣谢昨夜星辰,远近高低各不同下面三张鸣谢好好哥。牢记摄影语录,要想与众不同,有风甩纱巾,无风甩头发,我甩,甩,甩,呵呵! 拍完这一组剪影,从机关枪一样的快门声中清醒过来的众人惊觉夕阳已然西下,遭了,见老大像老鼠见到猫,我躲。羡慕拍到夕阳的唐唐姐。深山姐,莫怄,我晓得你给我拍了好多大片,都在小妖心里了。谢谢!第二天 西昌---泸沽湖 邛海晨曦 (尼康D90拍摄于712分)(佳能1DX一米摄)鱼眼真的很适合拍水也。又一张一米大片(742分)划船的渔民不停地穿梭于湖两岸,很默契地配合我们。经过金光普照的水面时,瞧那身姿,那线条,让我情不自禁地想起红土地那个会摆POSE的大爷。(1DX732分 一米摄)好不容易抢拍到几张,差点被我删掉,伤心了好半天,终于找回来,再不敢随便删相机里的照片。(佳能7D 728分)早上的光影瞬息万变,才不过十几分钟的时间,湖面上的金光褪去,只剩一片水墨淡彩(1DX 753分 一米摄) 谢谢深山大姐的藏宝图。高跟鞋的好处在于想脱就脱,光脚走天下,不用担心我掉下水哦,万一的万一,举得最高的,肯定是这个相机。 这双鞋可是陪我爬过尼泊尔ABC的,久经考验。 公园大门口的志性雕像,有三三两两的晨起锻炼者经过,幸福的西昌人。老大的当地同学看我们这么稀罕日出,不屑一顾地说两个彩虹挂天上的时候多了,那个颜色,那个天。唉,不要跟重庆人在冬天提太阳,提日出!(尼康D90) 傍晚抵达泸沽湖时已错过了日落。别小看这段枯枝,在我的7D里普普通通,在唐唐姐的鱼眼里却美如天仙。就好比女孩子都是美的,只是你有没有找到最美的视角而已。 再补几张去年11月在邛海的照片,一个月的时间,候鸟已经南飞,翩跹的海鸥,给邛海增添了灵动的美。 尼康D90拍摄 赶到泸沽湖时,刚好最后一抹夕阳撒在湖边草坪上,一路小跑下去,山水无色,只有捡了个枯树枝照 去年早几分钟拍到的湖边,水波荡漾,猪槽船点缀其间,夕阳西下,不可思议的美 (请点击页面右上方的楼层搜索,下一组图片从175-235楼)https//bbs.8264.com/forum.php?mod=viewthread&tid=1951206&page=18&authorid=0#pid38943619)劳动了一天回来,准备来大海捞贴的,结果让我惊呆了。谢谢各位的厚爱和支持,来不及一一回复,先上几张PP, 不刻苦点对不起大家的支持哦 晚上抵达一湖边客栈,看我们的大厨多能干,半小时就做出一顿丰盛的重庆火锅微信综合症,饭前拍照。有唐唐姐美味的香肠腊肉,萝卜干,火锅,小菜。好吃。未征求伙伴的意见,所以给她们带了口罩
秦岭九日 你在我的来路与去路之间耸起 我便消遁 我便诞生 ————记 行程:4.2423时 徐州坐火车去西安4.25 西安 周至 厚畛子 老县城4.26 都督门 太白庙 灵官台 老庙子4.27 将军庙 万仙阵 跑马梁 大爷海4.28 拔仙台 二爷海 三爷海 玉皇池 南天门 铁甲树周至腐败4.29 西安休整4.30 西安 眉县 太白县 黄柏塬 核桃坪5.1 核桃坪穿越至老县城 腐败5.2 老县城返回核桃坪 二郎坝 华阳古镇 洋县 西安5.3 西安腐败 回徐州 论坛里大把的攻略 不再赘述 D1 呕像了不是哥的错 自古男人与美女的惺惺相惜,离不开美酒,所谓 “酒是色媒人” 。 酒是个好东西,增美人天色,壮英雄虎胆。贵妃醉酒醉出个 “三千宠爱在一身”,卓文君当垆卖酒卖出个千古佳话;曹孟德把酒临江,横槊赋诗,破荆州,下江陵,逞一世之枭雄;李太白斗酒诗百篇,“天子呼来不上船”,何等快活畅意! 男儿本自重横行,无酒不乐!无酒不欢! 列车还没驶离徐州,无极便从90升的大包里掏出了一瓶芝华士。 拧亮营地灯,在上铺旅客诧异的眼神中拿出各种家什。 精细的玻璃茶盏盛满了这种芬芳馥郁的液体,鼻翼翕动,柠檬朗姆酒和可乐调和出的小小的泡沫带着狡黠噼噼啪啪泛开,只一刻,便牵动了侠骨柔肠。 ECHO倒了一杯纯的,她说,我喜欢喝纯的。 是的,酒如人生,喜欢饮纯酒的女孩必定喜欢人性简单纯粹的狂烈与奔放,只是人生太复杂,醇烈爽则爽矣,有了足够的历练才可以坦然承受。 给上铺的旅客道了打搅和歉意,我们细细碎碎的说起有趣的过往。 哪些山留下过脚印,哪座峰留下过遗憾,哪个男孩在ECHO抽筋时替她背包喂水成为了她的“奶爸”,哪一个难点恐高的无极抱石裹足得名“顾抱抱”…… 熏然的夜风带着田野的气息钻进车厢连接处的缝隙不时从我们身边掠过,不知不觉一瓶酒已经见底。 ECHO忽然直起身子,我想吐! 据说治愈一个女人失恋的良药是另一个男人,以此类推,治愈美女醉酒的方子当然是再喝上几口美酒。 无极扶着ECHO盥洗室进进出出,ECHO说,没事,我只是胃浅。言下之意这瓶芝华士只是浅浅的在她胃里打了个酒底,真是年轻无极限。 我开始在列车上找啤酒,无奈月黑风高,抢钱的列车大盗熬不过我们也打烊了,郑州站还有近两个小时车程,估计熬不到那个时候酒老爷就会催着我们去找周公。 我背包里还有一瓶龙舌兰,是留着太白山享用的,我可不准备暴殄天物。 一不小心,我沦为ECHO此行的第一个呕像。 一夜无话,三秦大地在铁轨下延伸。 时光就像奔驰的列车,是个无情的机器,碾过帝阙的巍峨,碾过后宫的奢靡,碾过封疆裂土的荣耀,碾过草莽英雄的头颅和绝代佳人的娇躯。 正是那曲《山坡羊》: 峰峦如聚,波涛如怒, 山河表里潼关路。 望西都,意踌躇。 伤心秦汉经行处, 宫阙万间都做了土。 …… 惟余莽苍秦岭,笑看沧桑,展开一条绵亘的中华龙脊。 西安,背包下车,直捣大姐夫高太尉在省体育场朱雀网球中心的据点。 闭关西安数月苦练龟息大法的太尉带着灿烂的笑容接客,亲爱的哥哥,我可想死你了! 灼灼的目光却射向我身后的ECHO。 泡茶,新下的西湖龙井,色绿香郁味甘形却不美,一如太尉本人。 男人的相知,尤其是成年男人,很省事,呼朋引类,直奔酒桌。 ——吃啥? ——水盆就行。 ——那我多没面子,吃点好的! 拗不过太尉进了饭店的包厢,很丰盛,吃着北方的馆子炒的不算地道南方菜,感念太尉亡我之心不死之余,越来越想念去年那个傍晚路边可以看见美女过往的水盆。 成打的汉斯干啤一瓶一瓶被消灭,ECHO和太尉甚是投机,频频眉目传情交杯换盏,我忙于包厢卫生间穿梭往来折腾我的肾结石。 酒酣情浓,天南海北的嵌着手机键盘打电话,木木、懒猫、笑脸、云起、小样、泊远、醉翁大哥逐个骚扰一遍。 席间太尉联系好了车辆,踉踉跄跄回到太尉办公室,晕晕乎乎的打包,把鱼儿买给太尉的15包小米煎饼一股脑全塞进几个人的包里,结果太白穿越下来还剩10包没有吃完,杯具! 又发现调酒的柠檬没买,加之吃碗水盆羊肉泡的念想挥之不去,我又下去吃了一大碗羊肉泡,买了两个香瓜和俩柠檬,车已经到了。 真是低估了汉斯啤酒的脾气,六七瓶已经让我睡了一路。 清醒时已经又换了一辆小面包车,在开往厚畛子的路上。口干舌燥,用拳头砸开香瓜狼吞虎咽,太尉甚至不知道我买了香瓜。看着身旁的无极流露出欣羡之色,顺手分给他一小半。 还是焦渴难耐,想念冰凉软滑的雪糕,狂喊雪糕雪糕。 挨到厚畛子的商店,一口气消灭了五只,又狂饮了半瓶尖叫,方才止渴。 舒舒服服的和ECHO太尉调侃,暮色渐沉,山路颠簸起伏,通往老县城的好几处路面没在溪水下面。 太尉数次下车,几处看见塌方,司机小心翼翼的绕行。 ECHO急喊停车,下车半天不见回来,朦朦胧胧看见娇小的身躯起起伏伏,派太尉去侦查,见太尉伸出巨灵掌轻拍丫头的后背。 呕像了,不是哥的错! 晚9点到了老县城边缘的接待站。 EHCO很诧异农家的烤饼居然用的是电饼铛,香香脆脆的煞是诱人。喝不动酒了,就拿杂粮稀饭撒气,美美的喝了几大碗。一盘木耳鸡蛋,一盘香椿,一盘蒜苗腊肉,一盘野菜,山村野蔬,倒也齿颊生香,补充个神完气足。 薄薄的雾气弥漫上来,掩不住秦岭大梁上点点的星光,稍微有些寒意。农家的老奶奶邀我们去火炕旁烤火,搬几个条凳围着山墙坐下,给火堆里添几根柴,见老奶奶拿着铜烟袋锅,我便奉献出我带的手卷烟丝,刺啦燃上,一锅烟拉近了距离。 ECHO摇头晃脑一遍一遍学着太尉的陕西话,美——滴——很,美——滴——很!全得念去声。 睡前无极的这身速干衣裤赢得了满堂彩,活脱脱一个登山版超人! ECHO几乎笑岔了气。 讨论了一下睡觉的座次问,再研究一下谁的脚最臭谁的呼噜最响。安全起见,三个男人呈品字型把ECHO围在了中央。 ECHO打电话回家报平安,太尉面授机宜,别说有一群狼,就说只有一只狼……D2 因为你的眼 不要 再编织美丽的哀愁 不要 再寻找牵强的借口 因为你的眼 哦 因为你的眼 早已说明 早已说明 ……([]
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