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行走在EBC的徒步线上,四周高山林立。伟大的珠峰、洛子峰、马卡鲁峰、卓奥友峰庄重而慈祥,默默地注视着人头攒动的顶礼人群。我向上仰望,感觉自己犹如井底之蛙,渺小又可怜。 ——记 感谢彪之队,他开扩了我的视野,他提供了我四处游走的动力。 感谢8264的游记攻略,这些攻略为我们合理地规划行程提供了极大的帮助。 感谢留姐、三月,感谢她俩的刚强、毅力和执着,感谢她俩为我提供的体贴、包容、和激励。 尽管我们三个人的岁数加起来已是137岁,尽管我们每周都在一起爬山,尽管我们一起走了许多长线(安纳普尔娜大环线、秦岭螯太穿越……),但我们在路上,仍然有分歧,有争执,但大家能坦诚交流,相互让步,最终让艰苦的过程演化为美妙的结果。 EBC徒步线路简介(地球人都知道)。 从JIRI前往珠峰大本营(EBC)是希拉里爵士登珠峰的路线,这是传统的EBC徒步线。自LUKLA机场修好后,多数人就选择从加都乘机到LUKLA,再徒步到珠峰大本营,从JIRI起步走的人就稀少多了。 EBC徒步线上的美景就是那些世界级的雪山,最佳观景点分散在东、北、西三条线上三个村子,分别是春昆CHHUKHUNG—4730米、GORAK SHEP-5140米、GOKYO-4790米。这三个村子边上都有一个制高点,也就是一座小土山,分别为CHHUKHUNG RI—5550米、KALA PATTHAR—5550米、GOKYO PEAK—5360米。在5550米的CHHUKHUNG-RI,你会感到洛子峰就在你的头顶,马卡鲁峰也比较亲近;5550米的KALA -PATTHAR是看珠峰的最佳位置,黑三角的珠峰和尖利NUPTESE(7861米)异常耀眼;5360米的GOKYO -RI据说是看卓奥友峰最佳位置,我在其上面仅看到半个卓奥友峰,还不如在GOKYO村看的全面,在这看珠峰倒是更全些。 有人说从JIRI到LUKLA的景色不美,我不以为然。诚然,这段路上没有雪山,但滔滔大河、千米瀑布、湍湍溪流、起伏山谷、多姿花木前所未见,异常新奇,美不胜收。 JIRI到NAMCHE BAZAR,距离长,起伏大,天气湿热,这七天,每天都很辛苦,需要日常的体能储备。 NAMCHE BAZAR开始的九天,如果不出现高反,每天都会感到又轻松又幸福 原计划徒步20天,由于我们三人都没出现高反,天气也很照顾(高山地区,少见迷雾,空气透明),结果16天就走出来了。珠峰洛子峰马卡鲁峰卓奥友峰关于图片这些图片全部用图片处理软件的自动锐化功能锐化过一遍。10月6日,Kathmandu---JIRI(1955米) KATHMANDU---JIRI,188公里。我们三人花了9000尼币(相当人民币810元)包了一辆天津夏利大小的车子,在弯曲不竭的山路上跑了近7个小时,到了目的地。途中,留姐如厕,遭遇不良蚂蟥极端骚扰,性感部位血流如注,害得留姐只好向尼泊尔坐店医生一展国人玉体。第二天,我和三月也一样幸运,一只美丽的女蚂蟥爱上了我的小黑手,两只英俊的男蚂蟥贴上了三月那两条小白腿。JIRI景色D1---10月7日,JIRI(1955米)---BHANDAR(2190米) 起步就爬坡,约两个小时到达MALI(2220米),然后就下坡,约一个小时后,到达喜马拉雅—SHIVALAYA(1770米),我们就在这午餐。这个地方有汽车出出进进,只是不知道,它们来自何方,又各自通向哪里。 午餐后,我们就不停拔高,SHIVALAYA始终在眼前,只是越来越小。爬到DEURALI(2710米),天就蒙黑了(北京时间20:00左右)。又开始下山,约一个小时,到达目的地---BHANDAR(2190米),天已大黑。下山途中,我跌了两跤,肯定不是我腿脚无力,肯定是道路湿滑。山上公共自来水经常可见,天热,洗了三次头。可口可了也随处可见,我一瓶都不买,贵,6元、8元、10元,渴了,就喝自带的西洋参冲的开水。 晚上,留姐胃肠感冒发作,心跳剧烈,不能吃带油水的食物,我们都开始谈论后事了---前行,还是后撤。 这一天都忙着爬坡,相机背在包里,没有精力赏景取景。景色SHIVALAYA村口那座桥D2---10月8日,BHANDAR(2190米)---DAKACHU(2920米) 从BHANDAR(2190米)一路下行,最低到了1490米,这时过条小河,沿河到达美丽的小KINJA(1630米)村,我们在这午餐。 在村口,有个检查站,登记护照。三月看了那个登记簿,没发现今年走这条线路的中国人。留姐的病情加重了,气色不好。 午餐后,又是一路上坡,经SETE(2580米)到达只有两家HOSE营业的DAKACHU(2890米)。我们住在比较大比较干净游客比较多的那座黄色HOSE里,店主亲欧远亚,把我们安排在挑夫、背夫住的副楼上。 留姐情况更加不好,一个德国朋友为留姐请来了乡村医生,另一位名叫尼古拉斯的德国朋友给留姐一包药。留姐吃了,病情马上好转,第二天基本康复。1490米处的小河。D3---10月9日,DAKACHU(2920米)---JUNBESI(2670米) 胃肠不折腾人了,身孕般的难受消失了,留姐的精神头就上来了,我和三月的心情也跟着欣欣然起来。 今天的路途虽然漫长,但不辛苦,坡很长,但不陡峭。沿途都是高大茂密的杜鹃花树,三、四月份应是火红处处。经GOYAM(3220米)到达前七天路途的最高点LAMJURA LA山口(3530米),转而开始漫长曲折的下行。下降850米后,到达繁荣的JUNBESI(2670米) 我们住在清静、整洁、惬意的夏尔巴家庭旅馆,三层小楼,外接明亮的餐室、30多平方米的蔬菜大棚。旅馆里只有我们三个人。主人是近30岁的年轻人,是把持家的好手。在这里,我洗了我们三人的衣服,还冲个凉水澡。 下山途中,遇到一群可爱的孩子,那个稍大点姑娘请我给他们照相,看到自己的影像,他们欢喜异常。上行所拍。下行所拍。可爱的孩子。([]
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理由:过个有意义的50岁 动身去尼泊尔EBC徒步是在出发前40天,儿子电话邀我去尼泊尔ABC徒步,还说不请背夫。上网搜了游记攻略,觉得有些难度。虽然到过玉龙雪山、爬过华山;儿子到过黄龙、爬过黄山。。。。。。为了50岁过的有意义,同意前行。办护照、找旅行社代办证、下班徒步或慢跑1小时,购置简单的装备,确定行程,订机票。出发前一星期儿子又改了,告知要去EBC徒步,说是行走在海拔4000米以上,每天与雪山为伴是多么美的事。行程:2012年10月4日成都飞加德满都D1(10月6日):加德满都——Lukla(卢克拉,2840米)——Phakding(帕克丁,2610米)。到达后,站在夜幕下淋着小雨看星星。D2(10月7日):Phakding(帕克丁,2610米)——Monjo(2840米)——Namche Bazar(南池巴扎,3440米)。D3(10月8日):Namche(南池,3440米)------Tengpoche(邓波切,3860米)。D4(10月9日):Tengboche(邓波切,3860米)----Dingboche(丁波切,4410米) ,到达后,下雪啦。D5(10月10日):Dingboche(丁波切,4410)——Chhukhung(去贡,4730米) ——Chhukhung-Ri(5550米)——Chhukhung(去贡,4730米)。D6(10月11日):Chhukhung(去贡,4730米)——Dingboche(丁波切,4410米) ——Lobuche(罗布切,4910米)。D7(10月12日):Lobuche(罗布切,4910米) ——Gorak Shep(米格拉舍普,5140米)——Kala Patthar(卡拉帕塔,5545米)——Gorap Shep(米格拉舍普,5140米)。D8(10月13日):Gorap Shep(格拉舍普,5140米)——EBC(珠峰大本营,5364米)——Gorak Shep(米格拉舍普,5140米) ——Lobuche(罗布切,4910米)。D9(10月14日):Lobuche(罗布切,4910米)——Namche (南池,3440米)。到达后,洗澡。D10(10月15日): Namche(南池,3440米)——Phakding(帕克丁,2610米) —— Lukla(卢克拉,2840米)。D11(10月16日):Lukla(卢克拉,2840米)——加德满都。2012年10月18日加德满都飞成都。 费用:加德满都往返Lukla机票美金260/人机场税 Rs200/人进山许可证(TIMS) 0/人,付了Rs 1800 /人珠峰公园门票 3000 Rs /人各徒步点住宿Rs 200-500 /双人间各徒步点餐饮Rs 300-500 /份各徒步点开水Rs 300-700 /瓶各徒步点饮料Rs 50-130 /杯EBC徒步费用明细表单位:卢比日期10月6日10月7日10月8日10月9日10月10日10月11日10月12日10月13日10月14日10月15日10月16日合计水3606009009001150115013401100600600 8700早餐90500360740740480640840720340 5450中餐 720650760720900780 210 4740晚餐15607208007709201010700800600720 8600饮料180 160310180180 260300200 1770住宿300200300300500500500500200200 3500打的400 350750洗澡200600 600500 1900充电 200 220 420建设费400 400800进山证 3600 3600门票 6000 6000合计3490131403170378042104220418035003020277075046230备注:2个人的费用,10月6日和13日的中餐是浙江义乌驴友霸道请客的药品: 1、抗高原反映药:红景天、芬必得(去头痛)。(必不可少)2、感冒药:感冒冲剂、康泰克。(必不可少)3、肠胃药:整肠丸。(必不可少,多带点)4、消炎药:头孢。(适量)5、清火药:牛黄解毒片、咽炎片。(用得较多)6、跌打药:创可贴,活络油。(只带活络油就行了)7、急救药:速效救心丸。(没用上)8、其他:药棉、紗布、绷带。(很少用)装备:60L登山包及防雨罩、25L登山包及防雨罩、腰包、2个睡袋、登山杖、冲锋衣抓绒衣各一件、速干内衣2件、短袖T恤两件、冲锋裤一条、抓绒裤一条、保暖衣一套、速干裤一条、休闲裤一条、登山鞋拖鞋各一双、内衣裤、袜(4双)、护膝、手套、遮阳帽、绒线帽、头巾、墨镜、手电、头灯、瑞士军dao、、保温杯、水杯、雨披、塑料袋、晾衣绳洗簌用品:牙刷,牙膏,毛巾,浴液、洗发水、防晒霜,晒后修复霜、润唇膏、面霜、餐巾纸、湿巾纸、卫生纸等食品:巧克力、牛肉干、西洋参、奶糖、榨菜、紫菜汤包、饼干、火腿肠。准备好行装,第一次走出国门,开始我俩的EBC徒步之旅了10月4日:成都飞加德满都10月3日南昌飞成都与儿子毛毛的猫汇合,儿子跟导师请假说是陪老妈去徒步。10月4日国航成都至加德满都CA407,815起飞,我们坐在飞机右侧,1015抵达拉萨贡嘎机场,在贡嘎机场边检过海关。北京时间1120拉萨贡嘎机场起飞,北京时间1210左右透过飞机的眩窗,眺望到世界第一高峰—珠穆朗玛峰以及其他几座喜马拉雅山的冰雪巨人。飞机上看拉萨飞机上看喜马拉雅山加德满都当地时间1030抵达加德满都机场,顺利过关,提取行李,并在飞机场与偶遇的上海驴友一起打车到加德满都的凤凰宾馆住下。我们入住凤凰宾馆最贵的间Rs1500上海驴友已订好10月6日飞卢卡拉的机票,我们赶紧上街找旅行社订加德满都到卢克拉的机票。由于9.28空难和天气原因,小飞机已停运一星期,10月6日开始运营,一票难求。选了一家旅行社预定好10月6日加德满都往返卢卡拉机票2张,谈妥价格520美金,预付定金200美金。全是儿子与她们交谈,我是不懂英语的。办完正事已是下午2点,在外国人餐厅吃了馍馍和椰子饭。下午5点开始在尼泊尔的首都逛街走进水果店,点了2杯榨水果汁Rs80一杯,逛街逛到小菜市场买了个椰子,比海南的个小,付35Rs神庙到处可见的叶子晚上6点,夜幕降临,置身于铜的世界穿街走巷,又见寺庙晚上6点,走进卖传统帽子的小店,儿子与尼泊尔人交流,店主很热情的邀我俩跟她上楼,走在昏暗的楼道上,吓的我叫儿子不要跟上去。儿子不理会,我只好跟着走,原来是个更大的店面,她的老爸在那。儿子当了回店小二。儿子头戴尼泊尔传统帽子,身穿耀眼的黄衣服,手拿ipad走在大街上,时不时拍些风景、人物,引来许多尼泊尔人特别是年轻人围观,就跟当初我们看外国人一样,我怎么没拿照相机拍下来,笨幽静的小巷晚上6点30分,好像走到主街上,一下热闹了,街道右边人们虔诚的祈祷,左边舞台上唱着激情洋溢的歌晚上7点逛到杜巴广场,晚上是不收门票的这里正在开会,主席台前有人在演讲,右边站着好多持枪的士兵,还停着一辆大卡车,台下一半人都没有;左边一头大黄牛,过往的尼泊尔人都用手摸它,再摸额头加德满都的夜晚,人多、摩托车多做三轮车到宾馆花了20分钟,付200Rs,晚上8点半在凤凰宾馆吃的晚餐,铁板牛肉值得推荐10月5日:加德满都偶遇的上海3位驴友和我们一样,要下午4点去预订机票的旅行社看是否有机票。在凤凰宾馆吃过免费早餐,我们5人早上徒步半小时左右到了猴庙。这里有长眼睛的佛塔,有太多的猴子,还可以俯瞰加都全景。([]
世界上哪有什么意义可讲,只不过是从前的经历拼凑的一个幻想罢了,选择一段未知的路,希望和彼时的自己达成和解。记忆很短,故事很长。而那些已经或是正在发生的所有,就是此行的意义:在8000米级雪山环绕的地方,拥抱70多岁的老太,感叹50年后的自己肯定做不来这种事...坐在博卡拉老城区的大马路上,和一群老太太悠闲地看车来人往...在错愕和惊叹中遭遇了拉萨城几十年最大的一场雪,依然有信徒围着大昭寺磕长头...一出贡嘎机场就搭上了加央卓玛家的便车,彼时距离上次徒搭318一年十个月...在错愕和惊叹中遭遇了拉萨城几十年最大的一场雪,依然有信徒围着大昭寺磕长头...和风哥等人,坐在隐匿于布宫附近的洞穴藏餐馆+DMMT夜聊:你为什么来拉萨...被东北大哥用电摩送到日喀则城西318国道口,在4907段搭上去往樟木的大巴...入境后,和一伙人拼车讨价还价的同时,还在拼命纠正自己的语法...在汽车站乘上加都到博卡拉的夜班车,临发车时大巴上只有自己一个乘客时的恐惧...在距离Banthanti十多分钟的河沟里光手捡石头,堆起一个新年快乐的“玛尼堆”...和所有的遇见,念叨Namaste,然后在不经意的拐弯处又再次相逢...同天遭遇两次”大雨+冰雹+雷电“的状况下赶到Chhomrong,只为越过时差打电话问过年好...和龙哥,阿文除夕夜围坐在火堆旁,边烤袜子手套,边分享同杯尼泊尔的Local Wine...在8000米级雪山环绕的地方,拥抱70多岁的老太,感叹50年后的自己肯定做不来这种事...到达ABC时的路上,仰起头肆意享受喜马拉雅的日光,于是被烤焦...坐在博卡拉老城区的大马路上,和一群老太太悠闲地看车来人往...在贾纳克普尔(尼泊尔 R31; 印度边境城市)遇上三人,被Shailendra乘上夜巴送到加都...在斯瓦扬布纳特寺终于看见心系已久的慧眼,透过围巾感受恩泽四方的神圣...经历黑白颠倒,看到藏区的第一眼桃花,安静的像全世界都开满笑颜...穿过色拉寺层层白墙,却终究驻足在一盏万人延续香火的油灯前...等辩经的间隙,和一个汉话很好的藏族大妈闲聊,临走前被赠与糖果...回程路上,用一列火车的时间反复回忆所有,最惦念某个原本的单纯...前序:有些开始,注定以,拒绝,为原点向右无限延伸。《朝圣之路》里有这样的对白:Why he was alone? (为什么他是一个人?)The way is a very perisonal journey.(这段旅程是非常自我的。)一个人?素心。直面。暂离固有的生活圈子,来到完全陌生的国度,随意支配时间,或走或停,坦然地接受一切遇见,没有计较没有迁就没有终点,只是想,在路上,和这个世界平和相处,和真实的内心赤裸相对,我就是我。再次听了,在DMMT夜聊时的录音:有人因为追随信仰,有人因为寻求改变,而自己讲了很多所谓的“意义”,时隔数天,连自己都不再认同,就像当初遥望着松赞林,却义无反顾地走上了318,时刻在变。每条路都有自己的属性,当你和他一旦产生关系,其中的感受一定是独立的。如果不是自己亲眼看到,你真的会以为,世界就只是他想给你展示的那样。是吗?不是。我的世界没有穷‧ 游,尽管我会住青旅,偶尔吃泡面,乘坐当地的交通车,也会一个人走夜路,我只是在用最适合自己的方式去到最想看的风景,在生命的夹缝中努力坚持自己想走的路,把时间给所有的经历,把真心给最重要的人,把自己给这样的世界。看到的,听到的,感受到的,都是我的。只要你敢向前踏出一步,全世界都会为你让路。如丧青春,行走依然。Hi,很想把你写进故事里,可那种逆流而上无条件的好,怎能是文字可以御驾的,很多Gentle的细节,让我从内心记住这个人。感谢你所关照的一切。虽然只知道名字,已足够。你特意买给我的红牛,最终没有带回中国,连同记忆一起丢在了通往贾纳克普尔的夜巴上。关于你,故事很短,记忆很长。因为,最原本的单纯。Day -1: Feb.11 晴?阴(记不太清)? 西安这一次真的是毫无防备的,想走就走了,也不过是在临行前一个月确定开始准备的。最直接的导火索是东梁,费尽力气拔高上去,却发现自己已然慌乱到跟随众人的脚步,只拼命地走路,其它完全被丢在身后,下山后,其实心里很空,那种失落感,彻底打败了我。不是个功利的人,可是很多时候却在人潮中,不得已被拥挤向前,既没有达成别人的目,也迷乱了自己的方向,就好像拿着别人的地图努力地找自己的路,远远大于得不到的痛。我很喜欢现在的工作,至少很让我有燃烧感,但是,每天用不同的瓶子盛装他人的心情,久之,也会疲惫,因为花在上边的心思,只有自己知道,而不断地只输出不输进,势必会枯萎。于是,我想换个心情,决定走出去看看。这一天,还被各种事情拖挂着,公事私事,还要在夹缝中挤出时间来照顾自己,竟然会走神。这大概也算是黑暗前黎明的某部分吧,我接受。晚上,聚会,BS问了一个他认为比较私人的问:你是不是富二代?哈哈,当场被笑了:我不是,我很穷。我只是在自己能力范围内,随意地界定自己的人生,就连行程单也做的极其简略,这大概就是射手的特质吧。然后,给自己买了一份户外险,一个人,不知道前路有什么,也不知道会发生什么事,但选择行为,承担后果,如果真有万一,那自己预先支付部分也算是爱身边的人吧(以前我不会这样做)。这,是成长。Day 1: Feb.12 晴 西安→拉萨几乎是,一放假,就奔离机场,连回家的机会都没给,虽然这次是真的给家人都汇报了,自己要去远行并且得到恩准。却在前几天的一个电话里突然就难过,因为不能在家过春节,就提前打钱回去让妈给家里添个菜:不要嫌少。于是,就被喷了,她当然不会在乎钱的多少。可是,我,竟然开始用钱来平衡感情了,我知道她最想要什么,却一时给不了,谁让我是崇尚自由的射手女呢!早起,忙忙乱。赶到机场大巴停靠点时,却被无情拒载,原因是这车赶不上11点的飞机,噢,忘了今天是还是工(da)作(du)日(che)了。怎么办?怎么办?然后就被叫去拼了个的士,刚好差我一位,赶往机场的路上,看着窗外太阳初升,觉得一切美好的恰到好处,而我的运气总是好那么一丁点。因为到的实在是早,只能在航站楼外随便拍拍了。这个航空公司的服务还是OK的,不过,拜托你们能把机窗玻璃擦擦干净么。基本一飞离西北偏中地区,窗外,就是蓝天+白云+雪山的组合了,尤其是经过的甘霞地貌,自然是神奇的,不管哪个角度,它都是无可比拟的。因为要飞三个多小时,实在无聊,不觉就和邻座的藏妹-加央卓玛聊了起来,反正就是各种的话各种的不停,她很厉害,基本大学就在内地上了,然后又自己玩了很多地方,这次是来咸阳进修的。要知道其实,很多藏人是不愿意离开自己家乡的,就像雄鹰不会轻易离开蓝天,那是他们自由的归属。得知我也是去拉萨,就被恩允了搭她们家的便车,虽然曾在藏区搭车无数,而此刻却觉得很不好意思,但又欣喜无限,要知道,这里曾是从前梦想终止的地方,而今却是再次续航的新起点,而被搭车,再次把我完全推向了前路。因为她们的目的地是在拉萨城边的堆龙县,我就在离拉萨20多分钟大巴路程的公交站等车,下车后发现,身上一点零钱都没有,于是想等卓玛家车走了,会附近换零钱,看车来了,我也没走,她就问我:怎么了。我就说:我等会去换个钱。然后,然后,她就从车窗给我几个一块,我一再强调不用(搭车已足够,怎能还要车费),不过她很坚持,于是抽了一块,并再次表示感谢。我,不属于这里,但依旧是受欢迎的,谢谢首见礼,拉萨!谢谢加央卓玛!追着记忆,找着今时的路,终是不记得曾经了,七拐八绕,到达了客栈,大门紧闭,于是拨电话也不嫌麻烦,就习惯这家。卸下行李,就大昭寺了。为什么住在大昭寺附近呢?总觉得大昭寺给人的感觉相对(布宫)亲近,可以随时跟着转经的人潮淹没其中,可以随时消失在某个拐角,可以随时坐下来瞻仰佛光,就这样任性地看光影流白,像一幅古老的画。转经一圈,坐下来,很自然地就和身边的人聊起来。已经忘记了他的名字,大概记得关注他的故事:说是小时候被弃,过来寻亲,很久,未果,他的根在西藏。不多做评断,只想说:经历只是人生的一部分,如果死守,那么枯萎的就是明天。我们无法选择开始,但怎么活,就是自己的事了。不是不重要,是有人更值得珍惜。记得我走时的话吗?不放弃,也放弃。还是先安顿好自己的生存吧:别人帮你是他仁慈,不帮你是常理,你是个成人,应该学会照顾自己。喜欢大昭寺周围的场,对,就是,场。焚香的静,转经的诚,脚步的长,心情的短,一切不干净,一旦进入有效场区,就会自然从胸口溢出,化成烟,散了。习惯低眉,久了,竟然不知道,原来仰起头的瞬间,是如此的肃穆,有经文在绕。我知道,有一盏灯,一定通往这里:木如宁巴。已不复从前,其实很怕再次走进这里,因为,虔诚,静寂的让我心生恐怖。信,是这个世界,最强大的力量,即使面对黑暗,它也会轻易将夜撕开一个口子,于是,黎明便来到了。不知道,我一回头,有没有人站在我身后,而此时,我就这么静静地看着你背影,希望你早点回家,因为,有人在等你...不知道是前两晚没休息好(都是凌晨2点睡的),还是真的飞过来有丁点头疼,本想去喝甜茶,考虑太晚,直接拎了罐青稞酒,喝点当地的东西,比喝药管用。当然,真正的青稞酒一定要去家里喝,就要那种散装的,很酸甜,反正我是喜欢的。补个梗吧:在大昭寺门口坐的时候,有个小女孩跑出来跟我要钱,直接拒绝,死缠了很久,无果,终究自己离开。说说我不给的原因吧:他们原本单纯可爱,是我们的仁慈,毁了这一切,世故,心计,纠缠,小小年纪就要承受这些扭曲,也是我不想看到的。小孩是评测一方世界的尺,没有绝对的对错,但是我有权作出选择,坚持我所认为的对。我是这样的人:如果我觉得没道理,你越坚定,我就越拒绝。这是典型的射手,遇强变强。Day 2: Feb.13 大雪→晴 拉萨一定是,昨晚转经时,没祈祷今天的好天气,于是,清晨6点多,站在客栈的3楼,看到地上积了厚厚一层雪,有种已经筑建好的世界坍塌的感觉,因为我已订好车,下午直奔樟木,就连证也是提前好的。而现在,我只好先出门。打电话给订车方,对方还在熟睡,迷糊中,听到了下雪了,自己也无法确认今天行车是否正常,需要联系樟木才能给我回复,车子到底能不能走。彼时的心情,无以言说。可是当我趁着半夜色走到这里时,已然被触动。地上的雪至少80mm厚,依然有很多人来转经,甚至,还有人磕长头。雪真的很大,我已无法直接将镜头露在外边拍照,因为就一张照片的时间,它会落满雪,我会心疼,只好给它罩个羽绒服的袋子。我偏离人行的轨迹,踩雪走到边上的一个ATM机亭里(我怎么会说是怕相机进水了)。脚印有多深,雪就有多厚,我的高帮是直接陷下去的。大昭寺的另一侧,已经排了长长的队,我不知道有多早,但似乎每个人都在耐心地等着,等着朝拜,等着救赎,等着天亮。每个人对“在路上”都有不同的界定。而我认为:我在原有的生活里同样可以睡懒觉,可以吃得好,行得好,既然换了一种方式来看世界,是不是就该更珍惜:早起看看无人的街头,随便走进一家藏面馆,微笑之后说扎西德勒,手机扔掉都可以,但相机一定要保持三分电,也时常对他人说,如果你想看到不一样的,至少你要做的不一样。换一种模式,会不会比较不一样,虽然清爽,但完全感受不到雪花在落下。([]
很多人都看过《转山》,总觉得那是一件很难完成的事情,特别是对于一个像我这样瘦的跟柴一样的女生,想起当初今年年头买自行车的时候,我跟老板要了货架,他很奇怪的问我要货架干什么,我说我要骑长途,去拉萨,他很鄙视的笑了笑,而这样不看好我的人,并非他一个,我的滇藏之行也并非一部《转山》而起,对于有过骑行经历的我来说,张书豪所做的一切影响不了我,虽然有着和电影里相似的情节,但是没有需要承载兄弟遗志的信念,只是影片里一条条让人沸腾的道路和沿途的美景当时看来令人怦然心动,仅此而已! 早在18岁的时候就一直向往着能去西藏,去拉萨,而我也不是电视连续剧《北京青年》看多了,想重走青春?我还青春,还没到要重走的年龄。我只想全程骑行不搭车不放弃,骑到拉萨,我就看看自己到底有多大能耐。所以,现在的我是那样迫不及待地喜爱旅行,趁着年轻,趁着有放肆的青春,看我没看过的地方,走我未走过的路…… 刚刚7月骑行广州到南宁结束回到家就被朋友们各种语言劝导,各种诱惑,开始对父母进行沟通,最后费了九牛二虎之力,父母终于同意了, 骑行入藏,是的,趁着后面318线没有全面贯通山体隧道的时候,用车轮去丈量脚下的“朝圣”之路,我的梦想终于有了起点。集合时间定为9月14丽江集合。为什么还要去?选择骑行,仅仅想趁着青春年少,让自己成为一次苦行僧。自我解读只有一句话:一个死人、一些活人!过去的几年里我每天都做着一模一样的事情:上班就是看邮件、看指、按照规范安排着一切工作,中午在单位食堂吃饭,晚上坐班车回家,看所能找到的各个国家古老的电影,玩着不知道玩了多少遍的动作游戏-----生活乏味到你懒得去做任何选择、琐事让你抓狂到无以复加,我把这样一种状态的我称为“死人”!我不知道这样的日子什么时候是个头,什么时候才能像歌曲里边唱的那样拥有一个怒放的生命,尽管不能像孙行者一样跳出三界外不在五行中,但起码可以飞翔在辽阔的天空穿行在无边的旷野。所以我给了自己一个答案:不能在这样糟糕的状态下苟延残喘,也不想以这样的一种状态去面对周围的人和事,如果你不想得抑郁症,是时候改变了! 24岁,我该给自己的本命年送上一份特殊的礼物,刺激刺激我那麻木的神经。去西藏或许是很多人的梦想,去感受与天最近的距离,去感受那份虔诚的信仰,去感受那份异域的风情...不知何时这个想法成了我心底升起的一个梦想,想去拍下世界屋脊的蓝天,触摸高原洁白的云朵,领略多年来神秘向往的佛教圣地,中国最后的一片“净土”。可能也是因为2012的原因吧,一个年度大片《2012》,一个N多个世纪前、N多年前预言,这是个毁灭的年份,等等众多的理由,让这个年份不那么平静,更让我这份躁动的心灵,急用去探究那片天,这大概也是想去西藏抢寻一张“诺亚方舟”的船票吧,在九月这寓意这丰收的日子,在人仰马翻的忙乱中,——去拉萨! 本次骑行经过峡谷、山区、林区、草原、冰川多种地形,翻越5000米以上垭口两座:东达山、米拉山;翻越4000米以上山、垭口八座:白马雪山三垭口、红拉山、拉乌山、业拉山、安久拉山、色季拉山,其余不知名山坡若干;途径洱海、长江、金沙江、澜沧江、玉曲河、怒江、尼洋河、拉萨河等重要河流湖泊及其支流,穿过隧道、桥梁若干,有数但是没记住!充分领略了祖国大陆滇北及藏南美丽的秋季景色和人文地理。骑行装备:美利达挑战者320自行车、码表、后货架、驼包、手电、头盔、长指手套一双、长指保暖手套一双、家 务洗碗的橡胶手套一双,束裤带两条、骑行眼镜一副、车装水壶一个、保温杯一个(用来喝热水)、衣物:太阳帽、 抓绒帽、保暖内衣裤一套、冲锋衣1(带抓绒)、冲锋裤1(带抓绒)、分体式雨衣1、雨鞋套1、速干裤2、T恤2、皮肤风衣1、徒步低帮鞋1、拖鞋1、骑行内裤2药物:感冒药、肠胃药其他: 手机、邮政储蓄卡一张、身份证、边防证、护照、防晒霜、润唇膏、洗漱用品、笔记本、笔、邮戳本、现金若干、保险一份、拴式卫生棉条(女生骑行必备,很给力)有些事现在不做,一辈子都不会做了。。。是的,那就出发吧!当你踏出第一步,所有问都已过去!蜗牛骑行队队员介绍:主角:宠儿公道,37岁,昆明人。喜欢喝咖啡!为了这次行程把自己的房产公司卖掉!2队长-黑焰,衡阳人。在长沙工作,绝对的闷骚型,一拍照就四个字,永无休止。但是整个行程中,他的体力是最好的。但前提是要给他足够的水喝! 丽江纳西小伙导游——等待,队伍里最个性的一个,年纪最小19岁。总是能弄的大家哈哈大笑,弄了个超大的音响卡龙头上,边骑边听歌,很HI啊,他有多个名字,身份证上的名字叫何林,可是据他说这也不是真的,搞得跟SPY一样。这货绝对是那种能够让你无时无刻都能感到开心的人。最有趣的是,他说,他带团出去,数游客数时,总是用只为单位,一只人,两只人,游客问他为什么这么数,他说小时候数牛的时候习惯了。我只想说“鬼才信!”邱哥,广州人,38岁,话不是很多,特别喜欢发微博,哈哈,上坡总是慢慢悠悠的让我和暴走等半天,下坡又不要命的快的害怕。“槟榔加烟,法力无边”,“一切上坡都是纸老虎!”这就是他的名人名言,湖南人——李里,队伍里的又一个神经病,一到上坡爬垭口,我两就喜欢唱-爱要坦荡荡-像风一样自由......大队长:鬼宝。。。有骑行经验,对人很好,总喜欢拿糖给我吃,属于骑的不是最快,但是可以不停一直骑,不休息的发动机。。。路人,河南人,在昆明工作生活。虽然身上有着河南人的所有特质,但不得不佩服他。其一,作为一个女孩子能够有勇气踏上这条路,就已经让其他在城市生活的所谓男人黯然失色。其二,在骑滇藏线之前,她毫无任何骑行经验。所有装备都是在出发前一个星期置配的。他绝对是属于宅女的那种类型,下班就直接回家,窝在沙发看韩剧,从不锻炼。真不知道他为什么有这样大的勇气,或者是脑子烧坏了!只是后来搭车了...你说你要跟我一样全程骑完那不是很好么???小剑,邵阳人。我个人觉得,叫小贱贱更为合适,因为他自然流露出来的表情,绝对贱到骨髓,随后我会用照片来证明我的话不虚。他回长沙第二天因醉氧晕倒,直接导致一颗门牙早早退休!小哲,长沙人,导游。能说会道,最大的亮点就是能吃!一个人绝对能够吃四个人的量!我真木有吹牛! L12,我总喜欢叫他“3”,3在我们队伍里属于赶时间的人,走在他旁边总是有压力,你说你这娃长那么壮实干什么啊?队伍里最高的小尼姑,北京小伙,算半个高富帅吧!为了工作也是赶时间骑车,由于太高20寸的架子都显得小,看他骑车的背真心让你心疼,原来长的高也是罪啊...本着“不愿做别人眼里的牛B,只愿完成自己的修行”的思想,上路..... 2013年骑行新藏线2014年自驾旅行的朋友可加Q群221941814一张昆明到丽江的火车票...决定了我行程的开始...2012年9月13日吃完晚饭老爸就开车送我去火车站...见到了一直期待已久的队友...黑焰、李里、小哲、王建、路人、那种激动的心情是无以言表的...刚从香港玩回来才下飞机的暴走在家等我...我到了火车站之后他也随后来了...我们7个人虽然彼此之间不是特别的熟悉...但是却不是很生分...有说有笑的等着K9610的发车...这片领域完全被我们占领...各种车...各种包...各种乱七八糟...槟榔加烟法力无边....李里你该吃槟榔了...小哲好可爱哦....时间一分一秒的过去...K9610...我们该上车了...一手抓着拆了前轮的自行车...一手拿着沉重的三合一驼包...终于上了火车...加收自行车费5元...其实这一夜根本就没怎么睡着...是的,这就是出发的心情...充满了期待...期满了激动...9个小时的火车...慢慢长夜无心睡眠...慢慢熬吧...向着真正意义的起点进发... 2012年9月14日...早上7点左右火车到达丽江站...沉重的驼包加上拆了前轮的自行车...真的不是很容易移动...扛不住啊扛不住...所以我们一下车就在月台上装起了车子...7个人在工作人员的催促声中花了10分钟将车组装完毕安好了驼包..车子驼包弄好之后第一件事情就是抬头眺望远处的雪山...玉龙雪山...虽然12年前就已经去过玉龙雪山...但是这样一下火车就看到它远远的在迎接我们...那种心情还是很激动的...这可真是人品和运气的大爆发啊...是否是预示着我们此行的精彩和平安呢?我给“等待”纳西小伙取了个外号“歪货”...你说他歪不歪啊???还说早早的在车站等我们...最后是我们在门口等了他十多分钟他才来...之前还骗我们说他的自行车被家里人藏起来了...让我们到丽江了...帮着他一起找车...不然他只能电动车骑行滇藏线了...不靠谱的孩子啊...“等待”带路...一行8个人骑行在丽江的大道上...心情得一个笑...有个当地导游做队友确实很好...他先带我们去吃早餐...这家的包子很大很便宜...味道也还不错...挺好吃的...我吃一个就饱了...小哲居然吃了4个还说饿...我的个乖乖...你是不是2师弟转世啊 ???由于包子大...我们都是用手掰着吃的...而且受伤不会沾满油渍...当地人吃包子喜欢和豆浆或者油茶一起吃...油茶不是酥油茶哦...味道也还不错...有些人吃不习惯...吃完早点我们就前往束河古镇...纳西语称“绍坞 ”...意思是高峰之下的村寨...是茶马古道上保存完好的重要集镇...束河古镇的有人没有四方街那么热闹那么喧闹...相比较之下要舒服很多...临水而居...也是一派小桥流水的情调...而我预定好的K2青旅就在束河里面...来到门口当然要好好的来张全家福...由于之前的房间床位是我预定...所以弄的后面押金、办会员卡、交钱、登记、字、收发身份证、发钥匙都是我在忙活...本来想男女混住同一8人间的...但是没有混住间了...我们只能男女分开...K2国际青年旅舍床位30元每人每天....小尼姑晚上才来...为他订好了床位...我们都各自收拾好了东西...午饭时间到午饭时间到...我们肚子咕咕响了...骑车自己的小车车出去...以前我从来不吃腊排骨...可能真的是做的好吃的太少了...“等待”带我们在城里的一家腊排骨火锅店坐了下来...才开始的时候我心里想着:惨了...我不会吃...后来尝了尝真的很好吃很好吃...吃的我饱饱的...AA下来每个人20元...吃完饭..我们做了最后的准备工作...到车行调试车子...到超市买齐东西...买了个保温壶...弄到4点多才回去...路人和暴走直接回了K2...而剩下的我们6个人在“等待”的带领下....骑车去往玉龙雪山方向...月夜朦朦胧胧...总是让人似梦非梦...月夜总是让人思绪飘扬...一个名叫《月亮谷》的名字...进入了我们的耳朵里...那里就是我们即将在“等待”带领下逃票去的又一个深藏在彩云之南的世外桃源...正好让我们适应一下高原骑车....o(∩_∩)o 哈哈...我们没水没干粮的出发了....“等待”就是个无时无刻让我们充满快乐的人...他居然叫大家在这里抽烟...最后一只...进去就不能再抽烟了...原因:里面全是难以发现的摄像头...为了不发生火灾...在里面抽烟被发现要罚款的...结果在之后的骑行不到几公里的地方...我捡到一包没有开封的云南印象时...他又开始聚众抽烟了...唱歌、聊天、骑行在笔直的大路上....我们玩的不亦乐乎....据说此时海拔3000...看我收了你们4个小妖精...拿回去分给我的妹子玩...一路都是缓上坡...空气很清新...风景也很好...我们还看到了一米阳光...不足的是...自从在下火车的那刻看到玉龙美人之后她就再也没有为我们露出笑脸...一直躲在云层后面...好似害羞了...一路没有吃的...喝的一点点水也没了...天色也暗了下来...开始冷了...这样的缓上坡让我骑起来感觉特别的吃力...我们继续向前骑行着...后来在出口的检查站那里...我们跑去跟查票的人要开水喝...导致了我们此次套票的失败...只能灰溜溜的原路返回...还好回去变成了缓下坡...风景特别的美...远远的看着丽江古城就在前方...一路下坡一路狂飙...我想要怒放的生命...就像飞翔在辽阔天空...回去的快天黑了...路人和暴走等着我们回来...然后大家一起去吃晚饭...集体蛋炒饭8远一碗...虽然只是个蛋炒饭...却吃的我们有说有笑...励志要勤俭节约...一路吃蛋炒饭...绝不腐败...o(∩_∩)o 哈哈... .吃完之后我和暴走去了《千里走单》酒吧...其他人不去就先回K2休息了...这就真心贵啊...喝着心疼啊...小瓶装的嘉士伯480一打...我们只敢喝了半打...里面的乐队表扬很给力...差不多酒喝完了小尼姑和他那历史决定跟他一起出发的老婆到了...我们在K2碰头,在公共活动区聊天...虽然他在群里叫尼古...但我就是喜欢叫他小尼姑...这可以经过他女朋友同意的...o(∩_∩)o 哈哈...说他小,他一定都不小...20寸的车价都不够他骑的...也算我们队伍半个高富帅啊 ...我真的很佩服他...就那么临时决定就带着女朋友来了...他女朋友以前玩徒步的...体力不错...但是没有骑行过...而我们买的户外保温杯不给力啊..保温时间太短了...明天退货去....时间差不多了....该睡觉了....2012年9月15日...崭新的一天开始了...每天伴我起床的不再是闹钟...而是对梦想的追逐...起来洗了澡就去吃那家的包子了...实惠...不腐败...o(∩_∩)o 哈哈...不过今天出门没有骑车...去换了保温壶...大家又在做最后的购置工作...中午随便吃了个饵块我们就去车行了...小尼姑得帮他女朋友买辆自行车...下午我们去了丽江古城四方街...来到丽江不去大风车那走走看看中觉得少了什么...就好像去了北京不到长城非好汉的感觉...12年...又见大风车...记得第一次来丽江的时候...那是我12岁的时候...跟着爸爸单位来玩的...那时候人没有那么多...没有那么商业化...很舒服的地方...小桥流水人家...人民也很朴实...还记得那时爸爸给我在四方街买了个丽江粑粑很好吃...很大个...现在...很多东西都变了...不再是那个味道... 走在人少的巷子里...清静许多...心情也不会那么浮躁...我们用心的享受着出发前的每一分钟安逸..人头攒动...我突然就想到了到阳朔西街的时候....密密麻麻的头...比肩接踵...相比较之下束河要舒服很多...又不是慢摇吧...那么多人很烦的....全家福全家福....在大风车的时候我们照过一张全家福...但是现在照片在暴走那...他现在还在尼泊尔...拿不到照片...逛了一大圈大家都累了...也饿了...本来说去KFC...李里和暴走打算只买一杯咖啡...然后不停续杯两个人喝...最后我们走进了KFC又出来了...不许腐败...走了...不吃了...第一次干这种事情...弄的大家都笑伤了...也许这辈子不会再干第二次这种事情了...后来在大风车这里等“小哲和等待”,然后等待带我们去吃了鱼火锅...很好吃...辣的好爽啊...AA下来...每人30...吃完回去的时候天色也晚了...洗个澡好好休息...明天就出发了...2012年9月16日...骑行滇藏线第一天...这是我们正式出发的日子...6点半就起来了...可能是大家都对这段旅程充满了期待...没有一个人睡懒觉...说起床大家很麻利的就洗漱整理驼包...而“等待”也早早的到了包子店等我们过去吃早点...和他汇合...吃完早点出了县城就是个盘山...突然出来就这么爬坡还真心受不了...当时就在想才出发就是坡...而在整个滇藏线的过程中这都不叫坡...心里不禁打了个冷颤....上完山就是下山...所谓欠下的总是要还的...上了坡就要下坡...下完坡就要上坡...下完坡这里是一段平路...远远的能看到拉市海...10点30分我们到达拉市海...我们必须在天黑之前到达虎跳峡...所以并没有时间去拉市海划船骑马...不过能远远看你一眼就足够了...之后是缓上坡上坡上坡...一直要上到山顶上...路途中间休息的时候喝了一口早上吃早点接的豆浆...到山上都冰了...特别的甜特别的好喝...到这里就意味着有个大下坡下到山底...放着速度的冲啊...就像一只自由的小鸟...至于这个观景台观雄山和金沙江水...赶路要紧...冲破去咯...一路从观景台到这里都是下坡...算是这条线上第一个真正意义的下坡...但是弯道很多...角度很大...路上车辆很多...我们必须控制好车速...到这个三岔路口S308和G214的交汇处...我们将正式进入滇藏线214国道...在这里我们还遇到了一位大叔出来骑行50多天了...一路从新藏线骑到拉萨...在继续滇藏线出藏...聊了一会天...路人、暴走、我们3跑去旁边休息做了下身体拉升...来个全家福继续出发...岔路口右转进入214后...一个弯道接着一个弯道的下坡...一段起伏路接着一段起伏路...很多路段都在整修当中...好路烂路间隔出现...但是中的来说我觉得烂路比较少...就在下坡的地方小尼姑的女朋友骑车摔了...衣服上都是泥...变速出现了一点问...变速之后不会回弹...摔到了手...心疼啊...骑慢点....骑慢点....安全才是第一位啊...下午4点半我们到达了虎跳峡...都不想走了....本来今天是要到冲江河水电站的...但是大家都疲惫了...尼姑女朋友又受伤了...大家商量后决定就在这里住下...找了个旅社...间50一间(每人25)... 小哲和等待都有是导游...有导游证...就带我们去吃团餐...虎跳峡团餐...10个人10道菜...真的很美味...每个人20元...没人最少都吃了3碗...吃完回去..所有的人都在洗车洗衣服洗澡...我们绝对是个爱干净的队伍...导致最后一个国道全是车子和晾晒的衣服...骑行公里:88.43公里海拔:2250m爬升到2550m(丽江老君山)-1860m(虎跳峡镇)花费:50RMB备注:午饭需自带干粮2012年9月17日...我们还在睡梦中就被暴走的敲门声给吵醒...可能是头一天第一天长途...大家身体还没有完全适应...都感觉挺累的...这个夜晚...我们都睡的很香...很沉...直到暴走敲门敲了好一会...我们才醒来...每次起来洗漱完毕到把车驼包弄好...我们总要耽误1个小时左右的时间...也可算的上是些超级模特了...6点半起床...9点才吃好早点...你说是不是名模?在骑行的过程中...这个每天的早点是必须要吃好吃饱的...不然还没到中午你的身体可能就会出现虚脱了...本来路上就不是每个地方都有补给...有时候中午饭还只能吃干粮...在这样的情况下...早点就更是不可或缺的了...6元的早点是一大碗啊一大碗...味道还很好呢...我吃的是砂锅米线...再往西藏方向走过了这里可能就吃不到正宗的云南米线了..吃完早点我们就开始出发了...由于头一天夏言摔伤...今天起来手完全动不了了...没办法骑车...尼姑和夏言搭车去香格里拉等我们...而我们继续骑行前进...出镇子的时候我们去盖了邮戳...小贱这个神经病....叫人家邮局姐姐盖他手上...我说哥们...你怎么不改在脸上啊...多帅气啊...今天的路程不是缓上坡就是大上坡...几乎没什么下坡而言...一路上天气变化不断...一会大太阳...一会又下雨...这高原的太阳真的是太毒了...出太阳的时候...由于暴走穿着的是短款骑行裤..就那么10分钟的太阳...直接晒的通红...轻微晒伤...摸上去都会疼...今天还看到五彩云了..就那么一小朵...五颜绿色的...真好看...后来又下雨了...就这么一会下雨一会太阳...弄的我们穿衣服很不好穿...滇藏线上的蜗牛抠门骑行队就是我们了...哈哈...虽说我们说是要一路抠门...其实每天我们至少有一顿正餐是吃的很好的...才出来的时候总是对涂鸦特别的感兴趣...觉得很有趣...一定要把自己的名字印在滇藏的路上...好将来祭奠自己的这段旅程...写...看见空白的地方就写..才骑了20多公里我就有点骑不动了...驼包太重了...又一直都是缓上坡...我整个身体站起来都压不下去脚踏...还必须使劲登...这时候...好心的2号队长黑焰帮我驼了我的顶包...这也是我唯一的一次让队友帮我驼包...就这样他自己的三合一再加一个我的顶包..一直驼到了小中甸...也让我的这段路程没有那么艰难了...相对轻松了很多...果断决定到了香格里拉后把驼包重新整理...把废物发回家...精简在精剪... 冲江河过后...中午该吃饭了....我们在一个小卖铺门口开始吃干粮...不够的又跟老板买...还要了免费的热水...就是这个时候我们认识了啊东...他是广州 人...长的又高又帅...特别喜欢摄影...他这次是在丽江买的自行车只骑到香格里拉...然后去普达措的...跟我们一起骑到的香格里拉...一路上他都在摄影...可能是因为他平时在家经常踢球...所以体力还不错...俄迪隧道...我暴走啊东我们三个先到...然后等后面的宝贝...要过隧道了...不是每个队友都有前车灯...我们必须一起走....我找到的一块超干净的涂鸦地...必须写...就在俄迪隧道口...由于这个时候还没有和鬼宝、12、邱哥汇合...所以只有我们9个的名字了...我的字丑不要笑话哦.... 走这样的路就是要...不抬头...只要看着轮子下面的路就好...如果想让自己的心里好受点的话...直到骑到了这里...我们才停下来休息...谢谢黑焰帮我驮着顶包...这个家伙在家的时候每天上班下班60公里...所以体力挺好的...在路上总会遇到很多人坐在车里,然后向窗外伸出大拇指...对着我们喊...哥们牛B啊...然后扔下一堆汽车尾气扬长而去... 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临出发前2天,零红蝶独自前往温宿破城子煤矿探了一趟路,回来后做出了反穿夏特古道的决定。当我们一行18人在乌鲁木齐南郊客运站乘坐开往阿克苏的大巴时,他还用炫耀的口气得意洋洋地说:我们要从南疆走到北疆!从荒漠走到美丽的草原!越走越美! 牛人就是牛人! 当我们经过一夜加半个上午的长途颠簸,终于站在托木尔峰缓冲带博孜墩边境管理区等候边检登记检查时,才突然想起从乌鲁木齐随车携带的气罐落在了客车上!此时我们与营运客车的距离已经近百公里。一阵忙乱联络安排,待再上路时,已经比预计的时间晚了约3个小时。至旧金矿破房子后,下车、分装气罐、整理背包,开始徒步上路。于漫天浮尘中约行进6、7公里,天色渐晚,择地扎营。 曾经看过王铁男先生的 《魂断夏特古道》,痛失好友的泣血经历使人对夏特充满恐惧,但是神秘的冰川又总是让人欲罢不能。 关于夏特古道: 夏特,清称沙图阿满台,位于昭苏西南部的汗腾格里山下,是伊犁至阿克苏的交通驿站。夏特古道北起伊犁昭苏夏塔牧场,南至阿克苏温宿破城子,沟通天山南北,全长120公里,是丝绸之路上最为险峻的一条沟通南北疆的著名古隘道。 夏特古道承载着太多太厚重的历史,有过太多太炫目的辉煌。2000年前秦汉的和亲公主从这里远托异国;1300年前唐玄奘从这里翻越3500米的哈达木孜达坂,到达天山南麓的龟兹佛国。上个世纪初期,芬兰的探险家马达汉,由阿克苏出发经夏特古道回国,1944年~1946年他担任了芬兰共和国总统。不知在成为总统后,马达汉是否曾经在梦里重走夏特··· 夏特,木扎尔特冰川携带着万古的悠远,散发着神秘的光芒。能在无边苍穹下的冰川上安身,绝对是上帝的独特恩宠。反穿夏特古道,我们将从破城子进山,夏塔牧场出山,从荒漠走向丰美的草原。 被遗弃是荒凉的。但是,荒凉,有时也是一种美;静默无言,或许是生命的另一种倾诉。每次长线重装的过程,恰如一次脱胎换骨。凤凰涅槃,浴火重生,须得一段痛苦煎熬!这,也是一种生命的倾诉! 次日晨9点准时拔营。行前晨会,领队告诉我们当日需要行进20公里,主要沿木扎尔特河主流,一路朔北而上。 因为头天的延误,今天一开始的步伐很赶。沙尘天气让行走很不舒服,每个人都不得不捂着。在隐约看到同行的另外的队伍背影后,零红蝶骄傲地吼着“我们要追上他们了,我们要超过他们.......” 我们的队伍比较整齐,强驴辈出,相形之下我只能算是弱者,果然不久就见了分晓。渐渐地,我的背负感到了沉重。在一次次爬坡之后,一种不好的感觉逐渐笼罩:先是眼睛发花看不清路,接着腿脚也开始有些不听使唤地乱拧起来,我落在了后面。调整、调整,我嘱咐着自己,但是却没有多大改观。我坚持着大口呼吸调整着,竭力不让自己拉得太远。就在这时,心脏的紧刺感袭来,疼痛、呕吐感、呼吸急促,以及眼前发黑同时出现了...... 我出状况了! 从未有过的恐惧和绝望...... 停下,咽下水和急备药丸,我继续调整着,瘫软却逐渐弥漫到了全身。我坚持着靠近了收队夏天,告诉他:我恐怕走不出去了。 夏天扶我斜靠在一处土坡上,喝水、喘息、调整,状况有所减轻。领队派来了不离不弃,背走了我的大包,前队也在高坡上倒伏的铁架处休息等着我。不能拖累队伍的决心让我在稍微缓解后要求继续前行,但是只走了百余米后,一阵恍惚,依稀望见夏天在我前面右侧,伸出手去抓住了他的胳膊,身体便滑落倒下去了...... 似乎就像睡了一觉,再醒来时看见我的周围:双鱼、三儿、好人、夏天等都在,当然,还有领队零红蝶! 零红蝶告诉了我他们的决定:让不离不弃陪着我下撤。 泪水、鼻涕,伴着发自心底的绝望不可收拾!难受的感觉,颤抖的身体,这样的干滩上如何下撤?对陪我下撤的人来说,风险岂不更大?自己做了长时间的准备,只为冰川之旅,下撤??? 泪奔中我拼命调整自己,告诉他们我能行,我能调整过来的!好像还流着泪请领队帮我实现自己的愿望,请求在前队休息的地方路餐休息后看状态再决定撤还是不撤...... 最后的结果是,在双鱼和三儿两人一左一右的架扶下,在夏天随后几步一歇的节奏控制下,我就像太后出巡一般地,一步步爬上了高坡,站在了山顶的铁架旁。休息、调整、慢行,我的状态逐渐在恢复...... 似这样熬到晚上8点左右,终于到了冰川下面的营地,骤雨来袭。不离不弃已经提前为我们扎好了帐篷,还送来了烧好的热牛奶。放倒在帐中,昏昏沉沉地睡去,我需要好好歇歇,备战明天更难更严峻的翻越达坂。 今天,没有后撤就是最大的成功! 3日早晨拔营后,一直处于万劫不复的冰川延伸带的爬升中。为了照顾我,之前领队安排好人背走了我的相机,飞翔、三儿、牧民大哥、双鱼等分走了我包中的食物。在夏天、好人、双鱼、不弃和三儿等协作的先后分别陪伴护佑下,我踏上了翻越冰川达坂之路。从上路开始便一直不停地走,告诫自己绝不能停,不能拖累大家...... 因为地质运动及气候等原因,夏特冰川在以令人惊异的速度退去。碎石、泥雪、石粉布满的前路,不久就令人崩溃!能够让人提起精神的,是连绵的冰川带给我们的惊喜。原来的古道多经地质变迁无法通行,能够找到古道遗存是非常不易的,多半都需要领队先行探路确认后才能通过。 继续...... 直到中午三点多,才在冰川上海拔2900多米处找到有水源的午间营地。坐下来休整,才觉得右腿膝盖下的疼痛,卷起裤腿,一处硬币大的伤口还在渗血,那是前面在行走时不慎踩翻了一处松动的石块造成的!得!祸不单行! 当天后半段的路途多是沿渐渐融化的冰川体斜切。穿行于冰川之中,万古岁月消融,冰川也在消融,时不时会传来冰川融化断裂的轰鸣巨响,令人胆寒。当晚,扎营在一处约5、6米高的冰壁前,营地海拔3200多米。 继续渡劫之旅...... 万古的冰川,也经不起岁月的流逝。在零零碎碎的时光中,无可奈何地沉寂、消融、坍塌、奔泻。一直以为自己很坚强,面对隆隆作化的冰川,却不得不正视残酷,与万古相比,我们的生命是那么的脆弱、那么的微不足道!莽莽天地间,我们究竟该如何安放自己的灵魂? 4日晨9:30时启程,再向上攀高300米海拔,到达木扎尔特冰川达坂顶部。木扎尔特达坂海拔3582米,也是南天山南北水系的分水岭,北为昭苏夏特河源头的冰川,南为阿克苏拜城木扎尔特河源头。木扎尔特达坂东西两侧均为海拔5000—5400米的山峰,常年银装素裹。站在这里,极目远眺,云天激荡,山势傲伟,冰川雄厚,那种壮阔之美,令你浑身的疲惫顷刻灰飞烟灭...... 夏特之精华,此刻尽在我们眼前!最难的路,我们已经走过来了! 下达坂的雪野中,积雪很厚很厚,很多地方都没过了大腿。领队在前面趟路,我们在后面随行,行路艰难。特别是几次涉过寒彻肌骨的冰水后,漫长的前路和刺骨的冰水几乎耗尽了我们的全部体能。“前方1.5公里是今天的营地”,领队说。但是这最后的1.5公里却走的太久、太难,也许是我们体能到了极限,也许是领队开路也累勺了以致预计有误,(我更愿意相信是后者,零红蝶真给累勺了!)过桥后,好不容易熬到了所谓的五星营地,所有人都不愿再动了。但是营地虽好,营地旁的一条小溪却干涸了!没有水源的营地怎么能是五星级营地?几个协作又不得不跑很远的地方取水...... 尽管不远处浑浊的冰川河水在咆哮着向下奔流...... 寒彻肌骨的冰水现在回想起来都如同噩梦...... 没有水源的营地怎么能称五星? 5日,我们穿行在雪莲峰护佑下的夏塔牧场。神秘而美丽的雪莲峰一直目送着我们,无数次回望,无数次感恩,无数次欢笑,似乎所有的艰辛与苦难都已经淡忘。但是,我知道,这一路,我真是来渡劫了!在过夏塔牧场中一条窄窄的小溪时,我又一次踩翻了石块...... 后记: 有一种缘分,叫上天注定;有一种相遇,叫神的安排。 去夏特之前,拜读过王铁男老师的《魂断夏特古道》,对夏特之险有所了解,对能让新疆户外前辈翻船的木扎尔特河心存敬畏。回来后才知道,我出状况不远处的河道,正是当年董务新前辈遇难的地方。那个有铁架的高坡上,正是董务新前辈的衣冠冢。当领队和协作们全部冲下坡去急救我时,队里的南山牧民大哥一直在围着那几个玛尼堆念念叨叨...... 这难道真是上天给我的安排...... 我:夏天,我可能走不出去了! 夏:不会的!记得博格达吗?跟着我,我会带你走出去的...... 这是我开始出状况时跟夏天的对话,我清醒的记着。当年的博格达,我正是踩着夏天的脚步,一步步登上了碎石达坂。但是眼下,我却走不动了! 我不知道后来当我抓着夏天的胳膊倒下去的时候,夏天的心情和举动。平素里夏天是个沉稳的人,好人说正是因为沉稳的夏天发出了“会急救的赶紧下来”的呼声,他们才觉得事情严重,四五个人迅速地赶到了我的身边...... 在路上我曾经想过,夏特之行也许是我最后一次行走了,也许这次就走不出去了。感谢上天垂爱,我不仅平安走出,还结识了一帮生死弟兄! 兄弟们,有你们,真棒! 艰难的路...... 万古冰川消融...... 美丽的雪莲峰目送着我们....... 丰腴的夏塔牧场包容着我们...... 平安夏特,我们感恩天与地!永志涅槃之旅......看到零队的夏特计划,咋又动心了呢?!([]
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([]
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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)([]
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