王哲豪 58882万字 29070人读过 连载
《最后的藏地:甘青川大环线》 序2007年,随着一篇帖子误打误撞地进入了川西的藏区后,在接下去的几年,藏地,就像魔咒般地吸引着我。我和我的兄弟,因此,有了藏地五年计划。今年,是我们行游藏地的第五年,也是藏地五年计划的最后一年。五年来,我们很幸运,也很执著:07年,我们第一次来到了藏区。我们惊艳于新都桥的光影和八美的柔情;而穿越四姑娘让我们第一次有了驴的感觉。08年,贡嘎的壮美、剪子弯的高原草甸、外星球般的海子山、仙乃日的威严、雨崩的神秘和一妻多夫以及雨崩小学的张老师和十个小时的的梅里穿越,更给我烙下了深刻的印象。09年,我们终于走了川藏南线。跨过金沙江,真正来到了西藏。来古冰川、米堆冰川、嘎瓦龙雪山和天池。。。无不让我深深怀念!10年,21天,我们完成了阿里大环线的穿越。珠峰的夕照和普兰的宁静;玛旁雍措的深邃和拉昴措的诡异;古格的神秘和东嘎皮央遗址的凄凉;扎达的壮观和天堂般的文布;色林措的欢乐和仓姑寺的详和;以及一路相伴的藏野驴、藏羚羊、差点因高发下撤而割袍断义的兄弟和我的队友组成了我10年最美好的回忆。2011年,藏地五年计划的最后一年,我们走进了甘青川。。。 目录一、序二、出发前的纠结三、穿越夹金山四、西索民居和土司官寨五、关于马尔康的阿来和其它六、太阳河峡谷劳作的藏族小孩七、邂逅马尔康看花节八、色达:经幡扬起的是一颗宁静的心九、年龙寺:探访闭关修行的年龙上师仁波切十、班玛:天葬台、江日堂寺和非诚勿拢的刘婷婷十一、白玉寺:拜访著名的传奇人物----“年宝玉则的观鸟喇嘛”扎西桑俄十二、年宝玉则:僧人的笑容十三、放花无语对玛卿----穿越阿尼玛卿纪实十四、玛多:黄河之水天上来十五、走向共和十六、青海湖:不要问我从哪里来十七、大美祈连:卓尔山十八、阿柔大寺:最帅气喇嘛和可爱的藏民十九、门源:一片金色向着党 二十、西宁--合作:多民族聚集的和谐走廊二十一、扎尕那:遗世独立的非著名山峰 二十二、郎木寺:天葬台的诱惑二十三、红原:千回百转的黄河第一湾二十四、汶川:不能忘却的纪念二十五、结束语 二、出发前的纠结是甘川青还是川青甘?这是个问。时间进入到五月,10年同行阿里的队友开始活跃起来。西湖和本色不断邀约加入他们甘川青的队伍;我也开始谋划我的11年行程,但皆因种种不确定性没有允诺队友。首先是兄弟的不确定性,达华云里雾里,不置可否;另外一个刚加盟的小兄弟(耗子)想玩回大环线自驾;而我自己确定不了具体出发的时间。再者,今年,我必须得去色达。而西湖本色的队伍走的是甘-川-青,他们放弃了色达。而放弃色达是我不能容忍的。就这样,和原来阿里的队友失之交臂,以致于11年的行程只有风景,没有了风情;只有色彩,没有了精彩;只有英雄,没有了故事。五千公里的旷野,只有三个年近不惑的孤独的男人在自我装酷却无人欣赏。。。苏说,他就像旷野里的那只藏原羊一样孤独,只好不断地把白屁股炫耀以期待少许的目光。七月初,达华正式告知将携妻儿自驾;汶川突至暴雨和泥石流交通中断;而我家阁楼露台上的紫藤却突然枯萎。。。这无疑不是出发前的好兆头。耗子在暴雨、泥石流和枯萎的紫藤以及我们的七嘴八舌下终于决定放弃自驾。至此,我们终于决定七月初从成都出发。后来得知,本色当上了队长,拉起了原来阿里的队伍,过起了万花丛中一点绿的滋润日子;茗禅冒充强驴骗取信任穿越了贡嘎,留给我们的是嫉妒和羡慕;达华最终携妻带子自驾弃我们而去。。。七月,阿里英雄终于各自在路上。 三、穿越夹金山夹金山,并不是我们计划中的行程。汶川线的暴雨和泥石流让我们被迫放弃了原来的线路,我们只能绕道夹金山。夹金山,是一座英雄的山。夹金山位于四川省阿坝藏族羌族自治州小金县南部,与著名的四姑娘山风景区毗邻,距成都250公里。夹金山也是当年中国工农红军一方面军万里长征与红四方面胜利会师的地方。夹金山从此载入中国革命历史的光荣史。2011年的7月,是红色的7月。我们的行程就从这红色的夹金山开始了。夹金山垭口 红军达维会师1935年6月,中国工农红军第一方面军翻越夹金山与红四方面军在四川省阿坝州小金县达维乡正式会师。如今,达维会师已成为一处重温红色记忆的旅游景点。70年后,这里也成了一个旅游胜地。这里,也是世界第一只大熊猫的科学发现地,尽管我们没有发现大熊猫。 傍晚的夹金山沐浴在夕阳中。夏日的夹金山却犹如沐浴在秋色之中,傍晚时分的一缕夕阳打在藏居上。当年的红军,也许无暇这样的风景。 四、西索民居和土司官寨傍晚,我们终于抵达马尔康郊外的西索民居和卓克基土司官寨。西索民居卓克基土司官寨西索民居独具嘉绒藏族特色,保持了嘉绒先民“垒石为室”的传统建筑风格,寨子鳞次栉比、错落有致,远目望去犹如一座壁垒森严的古堡。整个民居从远处鸟瞰,便会惊奇地发现西索藏寨酷似藏族八宝图案中的“花依”图案(状如“中华结”,代表释伽牟尼的心),寨子中直来竖往、弯来拐去的青石板小道,把图案的线条展现的非常清晰。 藏寨全是三层石楼,底层饲养牲畜,第二层是厨房和住宿,三层是经堂和客房。民居建筑形如碉状,也称碉楼。房屋四周的墙体均用片石砌成,用黄泥粘合。墙体厚达1米,采用内直外收的砌法, 工匠们仅凭经验,砌出的石墙如刀切豆腐般整齐,棱角锐利,上窄下宽,整个墙体处于抗压状态,成为建筑的承重主体。加之内部木结构横梁的互相支撑拉合,整个建筑下大上小、重心向内、稳定性强。到最高处,碉楼四角顺势形成角锋,造成一种气势,最高处的石墙边缘加厚,避免墙表的平面化,增强立体感。房顶一分为二,前半部分为平顶,三面砌成矮墙;后半部分形成斜山式,覆盖石板或瓦。每层楼的窗户都外小内大,窗框很讲究,用上了雕刻、绘画、上彩等技巧,民族特色很浓。这种碉楼不仅冬暖夏凉,而且建筑艺术独特,审美价值高,就像一件件珍贵的艺术品。卓克基土司官寨位于距马尔康县城7公里的卓克基镇西索村。官寨依山而建,坐北朝南,被国际友人赞誉为“东方建筑史上的一颗明珠”。官寨始建于1918年清朝乾隆年间,为四层碉房,1936年毁于大火,1938年----1940年,土司索观赢组织人力进行重建。1935年7月,毛泽东同志及中央机关长征途中曾在官寨住宿一周。1988年,卓克基官寨被国务院列为第三批国家重点文物保护单位。卓克基土司官寨有着重要的历史文化以及丰富的旅游资源。 五、关于马尔康的阿来和其它值得说一句的是,马尔康是著名藏族作家阿来的家乡。阿来:1959年出生于马尔康,毕业于马尔康师范学校。2009年3月,阿来当选为四川省作协主席,现兼任中国作协副主席。从1994年《尘埃落定》写出至1998年出版其间,阿来由阿坝州一家杂志转辗到四川成都《科幻世界》由编辑到总编辑社长,《科幻世界》在阿来手里由一本杂志变为五六种,成为世界上发行量最大的科幻类杂志。数百万读者期待读到阿来新作。来之前,我不知道,马尔康就是阿来的家乡。在西索民居时,我的司机师傅轻轻说了一句:这就是阿来居住过的地方,小说《尘埃落定》的故事就发生在这里。轻描淡写的一句话,却触动了我的内心。阿来是我喜欢的一位作家。《尘埃落定》就是他的代表作,曾获得第五届茅盾文学奖。我喜欢的倒不是他的《尘埃落定》,而是他对西藏土地深沉的爱和对西藏发展自己独立的见解。虽然,我没看过他写的《格萨尔王》,但我欣赏他写《格萨尔王》的勇气和毅力。我有一本阿来的文集《看见》。在文中,阿来说:看哪,落定的尘埃又微微泛起,山间的大路上,细小的石英沙尘在阳光下闪烁出耀眼的光芒,在茫茫宇宙中漂浮不定。唉,一路都是落不定的尘埃!写完《格萨尔王》后,阿来说:王啊,今天我要把你的故事还给你,我要走出你的故事了。这是一个小说家的宿命,从一个故事向另一个故事漂泊。当一些所谓的有识之士忧虑于青藏铁路的建设时,阿来所说的话让我赞叹,他不同流和盲从于“有识之士”。阿来说:如果说,这条铁路的建成,对建设者是一个胜利,而对这条铁路经过的高原,对这条铁路所冲击的古老文化,对当地政府和老百姓,这到底是一个天降的福音,还是一个巨大的考验,全赖于面临这样一个新的机遇的人们有没有准备好去迎接挑战。我讨厌于一些看法。诸如,西藏的高原上架设高压线破坏景观;西藏的腹地通公路影响生态;西藏铁路和机场的建设是对环境和西藏文化的破坏。。。诸如此类,等等等等。当我们手拿IPAD,喝着咖啡,畅游在信息高速公路上时,我们有什么权力让西藏人民永远手持转筒匍匐着转经呢?五年了,当我周游在藏地时,更多看到的只是游客们猎奇的眼光和浅薄的认识,他们讨厌藏民用手机、讨厌藏民开着摩托车放牧;他们希望的西藏永远是原始、原始、再原始;他们希望把西藏割裂于现代文明之外。。。古老和现代的冲突是一个永恒的话。我崇拜甚至是膜拜西藏悠久的文化和宗教,但我也不排斥他们对现代文明和现代化的选择,我相信,这不是西藏人民的“被选择”。只是,在这种选择之前,正如阿来所说的,“全赖于面临这样一个新的机遇的人们有没有准备好去迎接挑战”。我想,在现代化、现代文明和西藏古老的历史、文化、宗教冲突中,我们不要做非此即彼的选择,我们所要关注的是,如何去寻找冲突间的结合点,以期待让西藏古老文化和宗教在现代文明前更加熠熠生辉,以期待西藏的环境在现代化面前妥善地予以保护。这才是真正考验政府和百姓的智慧。感谢阿来,祝福西藏。 六、太阳河峡谷劳作的藏族小孩这一天,除了色达五明佛学院让我震撼之外,就是这在田间劳作的藏族小孩的眼睛和笑容。 从清晨的马尔康醒来,昨晚的灯火辉煌已遗留在睡梦中。马尔康县城位于山谷之间,海拔并不高,只有2700米。县城规划整齐,湍急的索磨河穿城而过。清晨的马尔康夜幕下的马尔康霓虹闪烁,光影迷离。 在藏语里,马尔康的意思就是灯火旺盛的地方,据说此命名来至一位得道高僧。在藏地,这样的高僧往往又是伟大的预言家。今天,预言再次成真。我们沿着大渡河的上游---太阳河峡谷前行。山涧,雾气升腾。大渡河咆哮东去,雨后的太阳河峡谷清新诡异。晨雾中的藏居很是抢眼,早起的藏民已走向田间地头。 藏居、碉楼、高压塔。虽然,高压电线塔很不应景,但我希望大家更多的是看到它给西藏人民带来的光明而给以包容。有一种风景,她遗世独立。有一种力量,她坚如磐石。 有一种行走,叫做虔诚。也有一种行走,叫做造作。中午,我们来到了壤塘县大伊里村。这一路,最吸引我们的就是藏式民居。 这一带的藏式民居三楼均以柳条编制而成,上宽下窄,俨然穿上铠甲的将士。 就在这样的环境里日出而作,繁衍生息。大伊里乡其实是个重点扶持的富裕乡。对口帮扶让他们过上了现代生活。在这红色的七月,需常怀感恩之心。大伊里乡瓜果青翠,花香四溢。([]
最新章节: 第521章 奥特曼 ( 2024-07-01 16:34:00)
更新时间: 2024-07-01 11:57:06
壶瓶山,位于湖南省常德市石门县境内,海拔2098.7米,被称为“湖南屋脊”。利用国庆假期,约好刚从深圳回来的好朋友,卜宗年夫妇,一起成行。 说到错误游,到现在还有些许遗憾;本打算去登壶瓶山主峰峰顶的,时间也定在假期的最后6、7日两天,选择这两天,主要是考虑大部分游客都在返程中,加上媒体近几天报道,较多的景区出现游客爆棚的情况,来一个错峰出发,应该是明智之举,后来事实证明是正确的。 10月6日上午按时出发,可是,由于本人轻视了此次出游的准备,(因为是市内游),没有仔细研读攻略,犯了一个常识性的错误,认为壶瓶山应该就在壶瓶山镇,而且石门县汽车站内,有几辆等客待运的大巴车,挡风玻璃上都赫然贴着“石门——壶瓶山”的红色大字路牌,登壶瓶山顶,搭乘到壶瓶山的车应该不会错吧,于是,四人毫不犹豫地登上了即将开往壶瓶山的大巴。 大巴一开出石门县城约2公里,就开始进入爬山路段,经过3小时20分的跌宕起伏、峰回路转,大巴终于在下午2点20分到达壶瓶山镇,四人下车后的第一件事就是找餐馆,其实不是找,是直奔,因为简易车站对面,就有一家“胖子餐馆”。 随乘大巴的女乘务员也介绍说,她们也经常在这家餐馆吃饭,另外还给我们介绍了同车两位美女,她俩?不是,应该是她仨也是来旅游的,(还要算上她们的“崽崽”,一只白色的宠物狗),她们选定的项目是漂流。 我们的团队由四人增加到六人,餐馆内,花很短的时间就点好了饭菜,趁着上菜的空隙,向该店胖子老板打听登山的路,老板一句话,把我们都搞懵了,他说:到壶瓶山登顶的地方还有6、70公里山路要走,一个叫“南坪”的地方,每天一班车,下午1点30分开出,现在没有车进去了。 怎么办?另外租车去吧,找了几台车,价格贵得离谱,而且车况也不好,时间也不够了,我们不想出什么状况,只能放弃登顶壶瓶山。 最后只好改变旅游路线,到17公里外的壶瓶山生态旅游景区看看,于是便诞生了错误的旅游。 六人匆忙吃完饭后付账走人,同车的两位美女她们仨不知什么原因,改变了主意,不与我们同行了,团队依然变成原来的四人。 壶瓶山镇,是一个藏在大山深处的山村小镇,费了好一番功夫,找来一辆经过改装加篷的三轮摩托车,当地人叫“麻麻车”,也是山村常用的载人工具,为什么会叫这么个名呢?我相信朋友们和我一样,对这个名字产生好奇。 经过我们四人团队的亲身搭乘体验,终于悟出其中的真谛:麻,真的麻,不是一般的麻,而是浑身上下都麻,麻到脸皮肌肉失去控制,麻到耳内奇痒忍不住用手指去掏。十几公里山路的颠簸,能不麻嘛?你要坐上去,你也麻。身体保持坐的姿势,充分利用腿部韧带的缓冲功能,任由坐板在屁股下面上下跳动。 沿途景色不错哦,高山峡谷,溪流潺潺,鸟兽争鸣,森林茂密,五颜六色,美不胜收,意外的惊喜啊。 进入景区后,感觉特别清爽,游道是沿着缓缓溪流向上修建的,两边是高山,多处是绝壁,瀑布点缀其中,怪石嶙峋,置身其中好畅快。 虽有小小遗憾,但也不虚此行。 从澧县出发先前已商定好,实行AA制,由我全程买单,卜妻记账,返程后算账。10月6日早上,7点钟起床,洗漱,整理行装。735分,和老婆出门,澧县多安桥乘3路公汽(票价1元/人)到”桃花滩宾馆“站下车。739分,与好友卜宗年夫妇回合,”稻花香“餐厅早餐(餐费共40元)后,四人清点行装。810分,乘2路公汽(东站——西站)到澧县西站(票价1元/人)。820分,乘(澧县——石门)大巴 (票价15元/人)。953分,到达石门县汽车东站。1000,乘石门(东站——西站)公汽(票价1元/人)。1048分,到达石门西站。以上的行程没有拍照片。1100,乘(石门——壶瓶山)大巴(票价30元/人)。开始上照片大巴行驶在盘山公路上车上一个8个月大的小萌妹,老看着我笑,特别可爱。沿途的风光沿途的风光 经过3个多小时的颠簸,下午220分到达壶瓶山镇。其中的来龙去脉前面已经表述,这里不再重复。 下面这辆车,就是我们从壶瓶山镇转乘到壶瓶山生态景区的车辆,当地人叫“麻麻车”,与车主谈好车费50元,我们四人就上了这辆车,250分继续赶路。 平时没有客人的时候,就当小货车用,只要你坐了这车后,你就永远不会忘记它。估计以后训练航天员可能会排上用场,要不要去试试? 目前通往景区的道路只允许这么宽的车辆通行,宽了会车就困难了。 42分钟后到达景区大门入口,门票费80元/人,因预先与麻麻车车主打听过门票的事,车主承诺,不买票可以带我们进去(不明白其中的缘由),还说向前还有7公里路程,前提是要补加30元的车费,划算,成交。 麻麻车果然载着我们顺利通过,约行进10米后,只听见大门处有人冲我们喊:要买票啊,不过是象征性的履行所谓的职责罢了,我们没听见lol。 继续前进,约7分钟就到了一个岔路口,这里住有几户人家,也有几家小店、小旅馆,这里环境不错,山溪环屋流淌,森林茂密,绿草如茵,我们在此下车,看看旅馆; 第一家的房间还好,就是小了点,两人住有点挤,床铺很干净,有电视,没有电脑,价格100元; 第二家的房子较旧,大小较合适,但没有卫生间,没有电脑、电视,80元可以开房,没看上。 还是觉得第一家好一点,又回到第一家,继续与管房的小青年侃价,小青年很有原则,一个子都不少,问他的老板在哪里,回答:老板没时间,在邻居家打牌,算哒,我们撤。 旅馆到景区的徒步起点(象鼻子沟)只有1.5公里了(旅馆内打听到的),看来麻麻车主7公里的说法明显是撒谎了。 麻麻车5分钟就把我们送到了目的地,时间是下午430分,看时间还早,准备进景区溜达一会儿再做打算。(照片为卜妻拍摄)80元的车费付给了麻麻车主,车主一溜烟跑了。 开始徒步进入象鼻沟景区,景区木廊亭口有一个穿红色T恤的中年男子,主动走近我们,说进景区要买门票,80元/人,这时觉得有点被愚弄的沮丧。经过一番侃价,同意我们四人买3张票,3*80=240元,而且没有正规的门票,红T恤男子随手给我们写了一张白纸条,写下了他的电话号码,他姓吴。说今天、明天凭他的白纸条都可以进出,我拍下了这张白纸条,如收宝贝一样的把它装进口袋。进入景区。仙女瀑 由于时间的关系,今天的观光就到此告一段落,因为景区530分关门,我们必须要在这一时间前走出景区。 另外,我们住的旅馆还没有落实,进景区前,门口有一个当地摆摊的中年妇女,对我们很友好,让我们免费尝她的烤红薯、野生板栗、猕猴桃,跟我们拉家常,想要我们住在她的家里,我们四人被她的朴实、诚恳打动了。 从景区出来后,决定到她家里看看,(其实我们在心里都定下来了住她家) 照片中远处的那把太阳伞,就是我们的房东经营地。去农户家的路上,也不时被风景所吸引。 15分钟散步式的行进,到了农户家,房东姓杨,房间很宽敞,采光明亮,客厅、卫生间、电视都有,四人当即同意,入住。房费150元,两房一大厅。 谈好晚饭的费用,房东给我们做饭,一个鱼火锅,两个素菜,80元。这栋两层楼房,就是我们今晚夜宿的地方。 吃晚饭后,天已经完全黑暗,也没有什么地方可去,周围出奇的安静,凭我的职业经验判断,环境噪音绝不会超过15db。上二楼房间闲聊,看电视,房东两夫妻也来加入我们阵营,天南海北,无话不谈。11点钟后,睡觉。明天还有任务呢。 10月7日早上730起床,洗漱完成,趁房东准备早餐的空隙,到屋前屋后看看,今天天气很好,阳光已照在大山顶上屋后的背景旁边还有一栋木装修的小楼,是一家小规模旅店。你知道房东窗户前面摆放的是什么吗?四条腿,纯木制造,猜猜看。屋前有一条干枯的石沟,沟的上游约30米的地方,有水流入,下游20米的地方,有水流出,据房东讲,下雨的时候,水流很大,能平堤,而且还是很清澈的水。([]
〖序〗去年元旦,我在零下45度的坝上草原,极度寒冷干燥的天气,还没回上海,我的手上就开始发湿疹。最初并不在意,却没想到,湿疹越发越多,最后竟伴随了我一年,并发展到全身性皮肤过敏。每次似乎过敏稍好一点,一旦出去旅行或出差,便又再次复发。而去年是我特别忙碌的一年,出差频繁,旅行也很频繁。湿疹却因反复发作,久治不愈,已成顽疾,让我去年整整一年,痒并快乐着。今年元旦,从柬埔寨回来后,十个手指头再次长满密密麻麻的湿疹,让我痛下决心,暂时不出去玩了,哪儿也不去了,就在上海呆着,修身养性。 修身养性,说起来容易做起来难。尤其是身处户外圈,身边的朋友都是不安分的旅行狂热者,春节开始,朋友圈里便陆续晒各类旅行照,接着是各类旅行计划。我又心痒了。 “当【旅行】被按下暂停键,还好有照片可以感怀与想念。只是为何,两个月前的柬埔寨之行,已如两年般久远?”当我在微信上敲出这段文字时,只觉内心悲凉。 人生有当下,还有远方。旅行,早已成为我的信念,是照进琐碎生活的一丝光亮。每隔一段时间,放下工作,放下压力,放下朝九晚五,去遥远的地方放逐一下,再回来时,便已是神清气爽,连平凡生活也换成了美好模样,不觉房价很高,客户很烦,压力很大。 但现在,我必须得做出妥协,与我的身体。 “你一定是以前户外水线走得太多,湿气过重”,“户外睡帐篷时,即使有防潮垫,湿气依然很重”。。。身边朋友帮我找着各种看似合理的解释。但不管原因为何,现在我要做的是暂停旅行,暂停行走。 人生都有阶段性的,不是吗?也许这是我的身体在向我发出的警告。我只是暂时停下来,休息一下而已。远方,永远在前方。我如此安慰自己。 当旅行暂停时,还好我有照片可以怀念,还有文字可以书写。 所以,现在,让我用文字来开始一段旅行吧。。。 D1(12-29) 上海浦东——柬埔寨暹粒暹粒,第一次看见“暹”这个字,我甚至不知该如何发音。问十个人,也许九个人不知“暹”字该如何读,而八个人不知“暹粒”又是何地?你不知暹粒,但你一定知道吴哥。如果你要去吴哥,那你一定得先飞暹粒,吴哥的门户。2012年元旦前夕,小美丽说,"我们去吴哥吧,元旦去吴哥,天气最凉爽。" 每年的11月至次年2月,是吴哥的旱季,也是最凉爽的季节,自然也是旅游旺季。3月开始气温上升,而5月-10月,便进入闷热潮湿的雨季,最高温度可达40多度。无奈时间太仓促,即使计划买大韩航空的机票从韩国绕过去,机票也很贵。那一年元旦,我们放弃了吴哥,我却开始对吴哥心心念念。2013年春秋开通了上海直飞暹粒的航线,我就盘算着,一定要去吴哥。待过了吴哥漫长的雨季,我依旧把去吴哥的时间定在了元旦。还在浦东机场候机,心里已是春暖花开。和蟋蟀头自拍一张,分享到微信朋友圈:“又一次出发,到温暖的地方过新年去!”Tips:办理去柬埔寨的证非常方便,在网上申请电子证,25美元/人,3个工作日即可收到证的PDF电子版本,打印出来,贴在护照上即可。申请电子证网址:https//evisa.mfaic.gov.kh/Default.aspx 直飞的好处便是,4个多小时后,我们已抵达柬埔寨国际机场。柬埔寨的海关人员会索要小费,已是公开秘密。”把1美元准备好,夹在护照里“,很多人的攻略会如是告诉你。但我不准备给他们小费。我们都有合法的入境证,凭什么还要给海关人员小费?排队等候入关。我前面一正在办理入关手续的中国男人,忽然转过身对他的同伴喊道:“他们要我交10元钱,你们有吗?””你就和他说no money!“未等他的同伴给他钱,我的话已喊出了口。那海关人员向我看了看,又低下了头。我想了想,为避免他可能的刁难,我干脆换了个通道排队。轮到我时,我递上护照。海关员接过护照,眼睛也没抬,只喃喃地用中文说了句:"10元人民币。”“NO,” 这次,我的回答更简单。他啥也没说,只低着头把我的护照翻来覆去看。你就慢慢看吧,反正我不会给你钱的。我心里暗暗想着。磨蹭许久后,他叫我把右手放到一个指纹记录仪上,停留许久,再换左手,又停留许久。“NO~~NO” 他嘴里一边咕哝着,一边继续磨蹭着。我安静地等在柜台前,我就不信,不给他小费,他就不让我通行?最后,他终于在我护照上盖好章,把护照递还给我。我心里偷笑,接过护照,赶紧离开。下一个是蟋蟀头了,海关人员也对他说了同样的话,“10元人民币,” 他也用“NO”直接回绝了海关人员。我估计这位海关人员心里已是极度不爽,失去耐心,只让蟋蟀头放了一只手记录指纹,就让他通过了。据说,柬埔寨海关人员的索贿都是中国人培养出来的。如果真是如此,那就让我们每个中国人从NO开始,断绝掉他们这种劣根性。 走出机场时,旅馆派来接我们的车夫已拿着写有我名字的纸牌候在外面。住三晚以上,旅馆便提供免费的接机服务。我们将在暹粒住七晚,便理所当然享受了旅馆的这项免费服务。车夫叫Bunny,我们在暹粒相处了整整六天,我却是在最后一天才知他的名字。当时,Bunny对我们来说,只是一个临时来接机的车夫而已,我们并没想到在暹粒的六天,都将与他在一起,甚至还去了他家里。坐上他的TUTU车时,“take photo?” Bunny问我。他这么喜欢拍照吗?我一边觉得奇怪,一边把镜头对准他。“No,我是问是否需要我帮你俩拍张照?” Bunny摇着手,知道我误解了他的意思。真逗,这漆黑的夜里,帮我俩拍照?但我还是把相机递给他,于是,借着路灯的余光,有了我俩这张初来乍到的照片。 预订的旅馆Avie Moriya Villa(阿维莫莉亚别墅),还真是一幢两层楼的别墅,只有几个房间。老板是个意大利人,据说很nice很幽默。房价不贵,住7晚仅226美元,相当于人民币1377元。出发前一个月我才订房,可能正值旅游旺季的缘故,很多酒店房间都早已预订一空,包括朋友推荐的Motherhome Inn。找到Avie Moriya Villa属巧合,位置好,离老市场近,而且它的网上评分还很高。只是,不到200元一晚的房间,多少让我有点担心。这种担心,直到热情的服务生把我们领进房间,才终于解除。房间虽简单,却很干净,而且还有免费的wifi。蟋蟀头说肚子饿了,要外出觅食。于是,行李放下,我们便再次出门,坐上Bunny的tutu车,让他送我们去酒吧街。当然,Bunny并非免费送我们,他要求收费2美元。在柬埔寨,主要使用的货币是美元,从购物到吃饭的所有消费。而当地货币瑞尔Riel,一般只用来找零。美元与瑞尔有个固定汇率0.1USD=400Riel,通常只有用到1美元以下时,瑞尔才派上用场 。既然一切都用美元支付,所以,柬浦寨的消费并不便宜。2美元,差不多13元人民币,上海出租车的起步价,可以坐3公里。而我们坐Bunny的tutu车,仅几分钟而已,便已到了酒吧街。如此一来,是不是比上海都贵?但当时我没有2美元的零钱,掏出一张100美元,Bunny说,明天付吧。明天,已和他约好,下午送我们去买吴哥的门票。他就不怕我们明天爽约,不坐他的tutu车?我心里暗想。但可能正因为他这种相信,我们也都很诚信。信任与否,从来都是相互的。 酒吧街并非如想像中那般人头攒动、人声鼎沸,毕竟已是午夜时分,喝了酒的人,也大多回房休息了。但五彩的霓虹,震耳的音乐,还是和之前寂静的夜色形成鲜明的反差。“要不要去喝一杯?” 蟋蟀头问我。“不要。”我知道他故意这样问,他其实从来不爱喝酒。我们是来找吃的。但这些光鲜亮丽的酒吧,提供的除了酒水还是酒水。 酒吧街并不长,50米左右,穿行而过后,灯光便黯淡下来,稀稀拉拉摆着一些路边摊。从旅馆出来时,已向服务生打听过,夜里是否安全?即使得到服务生肯定的答复,蟋蟀头仍然一百个不放心,即使要吃路边摊,也一定要找个灯光明亮点的地方。我们还真找到一处明亮的角落。小食摊的玻璃橱窗上竟写着四个斗大的中文:牛肉河粉。“finish,finish!”橱窗后的一个男人对我说道。我站在小食摊前,探头往里张望着,可能看得太过专心,竟对他说的“finish” 充耳不闻。和蟋蟀头商量下,我便对老板说道,“要两份牛肉河粉。”“finish !” 老板大声地再次重申。哦,原来已经卖完,结束营业了。但之前我居然把“finish”听成“fish”,以为他在向我推销鱼了!真是三滴汗啊。 他家已结束营业,但紧挨着他家的另一个食摊,小妹仍在忙碌中。依然点了两份炒河粉,蟋蟀头的牛肉河粉和我的蔬菜河粉。每份2美元。在东南亚旅行的好处便是,与国内的食物差异不大,不会让人在饮食上感觉难以适应。用筷子吃河粉的时候,有点时光错乱的感觉。我们真的已经在柬埔寨呢? 见我在拍照,一老外突然跳过来,张大手臂,做个怪脸,挡在我镜头前面。然后,我俩都哈哈大笑。嗯,我想,我们的确已在柬埔寨了。饭后去逛了小食摊旁边的超市,这里日用品一应俱全,成了我俩后来屡次光顾的地方。除了很多商品是made in China,几个中文字也是赫然醒目。 准备返回旅馆时,近凌晨2点,街头依然许多夜不归宿的游客。他们,是这个城市GDP的来源,也使这个城市无论白天还是黑夜,都充满生机。更漆黑的角落,一排排tutu车沿街摆开。比游客还多的tutu车,生意看来并不好做。如此竞争激烈,所以我们只用了一美元,便坐tutu车返回了旅馆。 D2(12-30)巴肯山日落吴哥窟的门票分为三种:一日票$20,三日票$40,七日票$60。下午17点钟买票后便可马上进去,免费获得一个傍晚,去巴肯山或者吴哥看日落。所以,这一天,我们除了下午430出发去买吴哥门票,然后去巴肯山看日落外,并没有特别安排。于是,便安安心心地睡到自然醒。一觉醒来时,已是中午。从二楼的阳台上往外望去,除了电线太过扎眼外,街上空无一人,安静得有点过分。但这就是暹粒,白天游客们都散落到吴哥的丛林中,只有傍晚以后才陆续归城。所以,白天的暹粒永远都是寂寞的。 昨晚抵达时,夜色漆黑,完全不知我们住的这幢楼啥模样。现在下楼后,才算把这幢Avie Moriya Villa(阿维莫莉亚别墅)看清楚。外墙涂成淡黄色的小楼,看上去倒是分为雅致。二楼阳台上挂着柬埔寨国旗和红白绿的意大利国旗,看来老板的确是个意大利人。只是,旅馆里依然不见他的踪影。我对他有点好奇,为何要到这里来开一家廉价旅馆?这点房费,怎么算起来都不算什么高收入。蟋蟀头说,你以为老外都很有钱吗?说不定他在意大利也就一穷人。 出门时,已是下午两点半,准备走路去老市场吃午饭。看了酒店名片后面的地图,老市场与酒吧街相距很近。蟋蟀头说,你跟我走就行。“你确信你可以找到?”我有点怀疑。虽然昨晚坐tutu车去酒吧街吃过饭,但我依然毫无方向感。“我确信。”蟋蟀头的语气里,倒全是自信。于是,我俩就这样出门溜达了。 “我们现在走的路,比昨晚绕了一下。我只是想看看,这边又是什么样?”蟋蟀头说道,就好像他曾经来过似的。我依旧半信半疑,甚至中途还去问了两个路人,但证明我俩的确一直走在正确的方向。“你知道这是哪吗?”将近20分钟后,蟋蟀头指着一条街的入口。“不知道。”我摇了摇头。“这就是酒吧街啊!”“酒吧街?但为什么和昨晚的酒吧街没有一点相似之处呢?”我不相信。但很快,我发现路牌上写着Pub street。“因为这是酒吧街的另一头。”蟋蟀头非常淡定地说道。现在,我对他的方向感,佩服得五体投地。只是,酒吧街的白天与黑夜,反差实在很大。但为何街头有这么多警察呢?有什么事情发生吗?和警察叔叔确认了下,与酒吧街平行的另一条街道便是老市场。攻略说,老市场集中了很多餐厅。但当我站在这里时,眼前所见与想像中完全不一样。左边一排简陋的小吃摊,散发出来的浓烈腥味,让我只想赶快逃离。后来去这后面逛了一下,原来小吃摊的后面是个菜市场,难怪气味难闻。路右边的餐厅,看上去就精致许多。我很少按别人的推荐去寻找美食,因为在吃这件事上,我从来认为是仁者见仁,智者见智。毕竟每个人的口味不一样,要求也不一样。美食,凭自己的感觉去寻觅就好。就比如这家放满绿植的餐厅,蓝色的桌椅、异域风情的桌布,明亮绮丽的颜色搭配,一入眼,我就挪不动脚了。 餐厅不仅装修考究,连服务员也很漂亮。点餐后,等候上菜时,蟋蟀头让小姑娘坐在桌子一边,给她拍照。我俩是餐厅唯一的客人,所以小姑娘很大方地应允了。她的眼睛大大的,笑的时候特别美。 饭前饮料,一定是每人一个新鲜椰汁。在泰国时,我们是如此习惯;到了柬埔寨,依然如此。同是椰汁,但柬埔寨和泰国的又有所不同。柬埔寨的椰子虽块头大,但椰汁却不如泰国的甘甜,味道偏淡。而且柬埔寨的椰汁比泰国的贵许多,柬埔寨一般$2(相当于人民币12元),而泰国仅10泰铢(相当于人民币2元)。如此一比较,感觉柬埔寨的消费比泰国贵了许多。 我们这顿饭是传统的柬埔寨美食。我的Amok fish 和蟋蟀头的Beef Lok Lak。Amok是当地的一种植物,用它的叶子裹着鱼肉或鸡肉或牛肉,再加上椰奶、咖喱粉、姜黄粉、柠檬香草等调料,在火上蒸熟。选择不同的主食料,便是不同的Amok,所以有了Amok fish、Amok beef、Amok chicken。也许暹粒边上就是洞里萨湖的缘故,所以鱼肉的Amok最为有名。而Beef Lok Lak则是用炒好的牛肉配上柬埔寨特有的烤肉酱。点餐时,我对蟋蟀头说,“我想吃鱼,可是。。。”我喜欢吃鱼,可是因为湿疹的缘故,已经戒鱼很久了。“那就点吧。吃了再说。”蟋蟀头二话不说,帮我做了决定。他就是这样,永远知道我在想什么,不管我是话只说了一半,还是什么也没说。他只是看情况,帮我把想说的话说出来而已。 我对这家餐厅的桌布和桌巾一见倾心,这就是传说中的纱笼布吗?我立即把它列入我的购物清单,只是,直到离开柬埔寨,也再没看见这么漂亮的桌布。 吃完饭,已近下午4点,得赶紧往回走了,因为和Bunny有约,1630来旅馆接我俩。回去时,蟋蟀头说带我走近路,即昨晚我们坐tutu车的路线,居然只用了十分钟左右,我们便走回了旅馆。一路上,见到许多候客的tutu车停靠在路边,也有许多tutu车司机主动过来招呼我们。尽管是旅游旺季,似乎tutu车的生意也难做啊。所以,当我们回到旅馆,看见Bunny已笑脸盈盈地等候在大门口时,便一点也不奇怪了。后来要离开暹粒时,我问蟋蟀头,为何我们从来没向其他tutu车司机打听过价格呢?不货比三家,就选择了Bunny,这似乎没有道理。“这要问你自己了。”蟋蟀头回答我。 1630,准时出发。当时 ,只与Bunny谈好这个傍晚的车费$5:送我们去买门票,然后送我们去巴肯山看日落,最后把我们送回旅馆。 旅馆到售票处并不远,tutu车过去十多分钟就到了。实际上,暹粒本就是个小城,城区到呈哥窟十多分钟,到机场也是十多分钟而已。幅员广阔的是茫茫丛林,以及丛林中的寺庙。吴哥的门票很有纪念意义,因为会现场为每个人拍一张照片印在门票上,于是,每张门票都成了个人专属。最值得一提的是,在通货膨胀的今天,吴哥的门票这十年来都没有任何变化。十年前的三天票是$40,现在依然是同样价格。 买完门票后,我们便直奔巴肯山。中途路过吴哥寺,远远地便能看见人山人海。我倒吸一口气,这么多人,我们如何拍摄日落?对巴肯山的日落,我似乎有了不好的预感。Bunny把车停在巴肯山下,指着不远处的一条山路说道,“你们就从那儿上山吧,我在山下等你们。”放眼看去,上巴肯山的游客也不少。我有点担心,山下这么多人,我们能在人群中找到Bunny吗?或者说,Bunny会找到我们吗?但实际上,我的担心有点多余,Bunny从来没有错过我们,他总是在我们从寺庙出来的第一时间向我们挥手。 在上山的入口处,有个伤残人士组成的民乐团在演奏,我大概看了下介绍,他们自称是地雷的受害者,请求募捐。后来我们在吴哥的每个遗迹入口处,都有看到这样的乐团。柬埔寨曾有举世闻名的吴哥文明,但也曾遭遇几十年的战乱。从1945的抗法战争到后来的内战,几十年的战争让柬埔寨变得满目疮痍。战争中埋下的1000多万颗地雷,比其人口还多,约占全球地雷总数的十分之一。因地雷遍布太广,数量太多,已成为延续至今最大的威胁,给柬埔寨人民带来巨大灾难,被地雷炸伤的人数远大于被炸死的人数。从1991年10月23日“巴黎和平协议”订后,联合国开始往柬埔寨派驻扫雷部队,但据说,要清除柬埔寨所有的地雷,需上百年甚至更长的时间。坏消息是,柬埔寨每天依然有平民被地雷所伤;但好消息是,我们游客去的地方,地雷都已清理干净。只要你走在有路的地方,就不用担心地雷。我放了钱在他们的募捐盒里。后来,每看到这样的乐团,我俩都会捐钱。有人说,有些乐团是假装成地雷受害者,只为骗取钱财。但不管怎样,我相信他们是真的。在神的领地,你敢说谎吗?为了赶上落日,我俩快步向山上走去。巴肯山虽为山,但并不高,高度仅65米,与吴哥窟的高度相近。尽管如此,它也是吴哥区域的制高点之一,所以,它总是被人们列为看日出或日落的地方。爬上山,我俩仅用了十分钟。但一上山,我傻眼了,举目望去,除了人还是人。随着人流往前走,有工作人员在维持秩序,要求大家排成一列,排队上山。抬头,仰望,矗立在山顶的巴肯寺,高高在上。虽然神庙底部大多坍塌,但屹立在山顶的它,依然气势不减。高棉人崇拜山,山与山神,是他们的原始信仰。真腊王朝的国王耶输跋摩一世登基后,把都城从洞里萨湖边的罗洛士迁至吴哥所在的一片平原,并在巴肯山上建立了第一座国庙。巴肯在当时不仅是王朝的中心,也成为婆罗门世界的宇宙中心——须弥山。(
我是一个中国援外医疗队的普通医生,爱好旅行,现在在西非几内亚工作。我把自己的所见所闻和生活体验记录了下来,希望告诉大家真实的非洲风土人情和中国医生在海外的生存状态。<br /><br /> 所有的文字和照片都发在www.12walkers.com 的《淫在非洲》专版里了,现在写了20万字,有1600多张照片,现在已经有超过10万人次的浏览,欢迎爱好生活的朋友加入我们的行列。“照片太少了......建议楼主多发PP ”<br /><br />cola,你是不是看错帖子了?1800张照片不应该算少呀。<br /> 诸位,在这里只是一个宣传,我在非洲的网速实在太慢了,不能在每个网站里都发图片,只要你们自己登陆www.12walkers.com 这个户外网站的《淫在非洲》专版,就可以看到所有的文字和1800张照片。<br /> 我现在还在非洲,还有一年多回国,我会把随笔和照片一直发下去的。非洲是一片神秘、美丽、充满苦难的地方。。。。。。。。谢谢龙井!!<br />端午节我去参观了非洲现代艺术展。其他的展品照片和艺术家的介绍都发在《淫在非洲》的第六部分里了,赶兴趣的朋友可以去www.12walkers.com 里的专版去看看。为了打发时间,也是丰富自己的历史知识,我在淫在非洲里增加了历史上的今天这个项目,每天学习一点,内容已经从第六部分开始了。6月20日是世界难民日,今年的难民日的主是:勇气。<br /><br /> “面对砍刀的攻击,逃离,光脚穿过乱石的戈壁,靠着昆虫和树根生存,直到找到帮助、饮水和保护。现在,家就是一顶帐篷,每天一点干粮,和无法遏制的希望。”——难民的生存与家园的重建,需要非凡的勇气!<br />我也很喜欢那幅画,是一位在西非很活跃的白人女画家创作的,非洲的传统文化和现代艺术都非常吸引我。非洲的雨季开始了,我们这里接连几天都是大雨不断,院子里快变成游泳池了。今天是医疗队离开祖国整11个月的日子,有4位同志今天起程回国探亲。这就是让我们所有男同事嫉妒得大口吐血的照片!内幕消息在www.12walkers.com 《淫在非洲》第7部分里。<br />自己对着镜子理了一个秃瓢,清爽!第一次留胡子,咱也装一回老男人。跳得过瘾,哥儿几个在旁边敲得也十分卖力。鼓边钉的铁片上挂着很多小铁环,随着鼓的震动发出清脆的响声。黑人妇女的头发又短又硬,枝枝杈杈象乱草一样,必须仔细地和假发缠在一起才能编出漂亮的辫子来。<br /> 编辫子的时候必须使劲拉紧每一根头发,再和假发缠紧,这样编出的发型才会结实有型,可以维持一个月以上。但是据说头皮会非常疼,甚至疼得睡不着觉,而且一个多月不能拆开洗头,头皮还会很瘙痒难忍。看来想要漂亮点儿还真不容易!<br />还是先前收过我钱的那位司仪比较好心,她看见我着急,就拨开跳舞的妇人们,把新娘子拉了出来......我当时就觉得眼前一亮!真是个美人呀!<br /><br />。。。。。。。具体文字和照片请看www.12walkers.com 《淫在非洲》连载第八部分。新的照片和文字一直在不断更新,都在www.12walkers.com的《淫在非洲》专版里呢,这里只是一点点节选。几内亚人晒衣服的传统,就是趁出太阳的时候把衣服、床单洗完后都摆在地上晒,在他们的想法中认为地面是干净的,其实土地中有很多寄生虫的虫卵,一些虫卵可以通过衣服钻入人体皮肤里,这或许也是这里皮肤病流行的一个原因。奔忙在城市与乡村的小公共,车后面挂上三、五个人是稀松平常的事情。医疗队已经在非洲生活了一年零两个月,我也已经写了30完字的随笔,拍摄了1万多张照片,并且挑选了3000多张在网站发表。<br /><br />全部的文字和照片都在www.12walkers.com 《淫在非洲》专版,欢迎对非洲感兴趣的朋友来看看。从首都通往杜布里卡的公路修得很不错,有的路段两边居然还有护栏。这在几内亚已经是最高档次的公路了。哈哈,感谢众位斑竹和兄弟们的抬爱,不是我抠门,只是我这边上网的条件太烂了,照片已经改的很小了,还是发得很慢,经常要熬到深夜,实在无力在各个网站上都发表全部照片,呵呵,只能委屈大家去www.12walkers.com 的《淫在非洲》专版里看全部的照片了,不过我会尽量挑一些照片发过来,和更多的朋友分享。<br /><br /> 其实除了照片之外,我更多的心情和感受是通过文字表达的,这些只有在《淫在非洲》的专版中才能看到了,呵呵,卖个关子。<br /><br /> 感谢所有新老朋友的支持和鼓励!<br />路边有几个孩子提着不知名的水果在叫卖,我们的司机向他们问路,从这个路口向里拐,就是瀑布了。终于来到了瀑布近前,首先看到了两位美女!奔腾咆哮的瀑布更加衬托出美女的娇柔,正所谓:天人合一!这两漂亮姑娘穿着比基尼在瀑布下戏水,顿时吸引了所有兄弟们的眼球,他们纷纷举起长枪短炮向姑娘们致敬,我在50米开外,顾不得擦流出来的鼻血,赶紧掏出200mm的长焦头狂摄了几张。<br />这一对儿柔情蜜意的,做什么亲昵动作都不避讳大家,也知不道他俩是啥关系,不过我很喜欢这种肤色的对比组合:牛奶+巧克力。<br /><br />估计小胖看见他俩那天的亲昵举动,就不光是流口水了,肯定要喷鼻血了!这是在餐厅鱼缸里养的,看着象小鳄鱼,但比鳄鱼小多了,可能也是爬行动物,谁知道它的名字?肯定不是鳄鱼,比它小多了,也就20厘米长,我不知道它的名字。哈哈,这禽流感确实搞得人不安宁,据说非洲就是下一个重灾区呢,所以要先抓紧吃!黎巴嫩小帅哥,在炎热的非洲,有个地方能经常来戏水,太爽了。([]
一直。自己都是一个倾听者。只看。不发言。也没有分享。每次。也在关注西藏的帖子。最近。似乎西藏热门了起来。所以。有必要跟大家分享下。西藏。是值得一去再去之地。前后三次进藏。。。 08年6月中去。8月初回。历时50多天。大概花费6000多。 09年8月初去。10月初回。历时接近2两个月。大概花费5000多。 10年6月初去。八月中回。历时70多天。大概花费6000多。(包括在尼泊尔待的半个月)不知道这样的花费算不算穷游。但感觉比很多人花的少了。首先声明哦。。。相片不加任何处理。像素可能有所调整。我只是业余玩家。有些相片或许角度不是那么好。还希望不要批判。。。还有。更新时间可能不定时。而且。可能三次进藏相片穿插着发。还望见谅。。。 先来几张不一样的布宫吧。。。夜幕下的布宫。。。美吧?近景也来一张。。。白天阳光下的布宫,大家也见多了。。。灯光下的布宫,想必大家也是见的不少。。。有倒影的布宫,也还不赖吧?不好意思,各位,昨晚还不知道我的帖子通过审核了。。。见谅啊。。。一直以来。很多人都问过我。为什么那么喜欢旅行?为什么一直往西藏跑?因为。只有在路上。我才是我自己。只有在路上。我才能找到真正的自己。因为。西藏。是我心中一直以来的梦。因为。西藏。是我见过的最美的风景。其实。我是一个看不懂自己的人。所以。我需要不停的行走。不断的寻找自己。发现自己。从而了解自己。而且。路上的我会显得特别快乐。不管是多苦。还是多累。但心是快乐的。这样。就够了。不是吗?这样的快乐保质期有多久?我想。在路上多久。就会一直保鲜多久。。。 三次进藏。。。统一的都是火车进去。。。08年。青藏进去。新藏出来顺带玩了新疆。09年。青藏进去。滇藏出来顺带玩了云南。10年。青藏进去。中尼公路抵达了尼泊尔。欠缺。骑行或是徒步川藏还在我的计划中。我想。只要我想。就能完成最美的川藏行。你期待。我也一样。。。废话多了。再上几张火车上经历的“四季”吧。有点虚了。。。嘻嘻。将就下。。。还是绿色的一片。。。轨道上开始堆积雪。。。就连食品也开始高反了。。。嘻嘻。。。不知道要从哪写起了。。。吃个中饭先。。。或许。会从记忆最深刻的墨脱写起。。。哈哈。。。没啥攻略的哦。。。倒是可以把走的路线还有花费写进去滴。。。等等啊。。。好歹让我吃个饱饭嘛。。。徒步墨脱(不知道算不算攻略,简单的介绍下) 徒步前:墨脱的总体费用1000多点。 拉萨--八一(车费100元) 八一--派乡(车费50元,门票150元,据说可在离派乡最近的村子下车,淌水逃票,但我们失败了。或者在八一吃完晚饭之后包车前往,晚上不收门票。我们最后是光明正大大摇大摆的正门进去,逃票成功),约4小时车程。D1派乡--松林口(公路的终点站,坐当地的大卡车,车费约30元,1小时车程)--多雄拉山口(3个多小时徒步)--拉格(4个多小时徒步)。约38公里,约8小时。(拉格有3间客栈,可住宿。一晚上30元。 D2:拉格--大岩洞--汗密。约35公里,约8-10个小时。烂泥路,泥里有坚硬石头,极其硌脚,军胶鞋在这里略显底薄。汗密也有几间客栈供住宿。一晚30元。 D3:汗密--阿尼桥--背崩乡。约34公里,这天行程需12个小时。山路陡峭,不少路沿悬崖前进,要格外小心。在解放大桥边境检查站严格检查边境证,此处不许拍摄大桥。背崩很多住宿的地方。价格也在30以内。 D4:背崩乡--墨脱。约35公里,需要9-10小时,较前几天路途平缓些,全是小山道。墨脱可住鱼庄,驴友的聚集地。 20-30元一晚。D5-D6:墨脱休整了两天。(可休息一天,也可不休息,墨脱的吃稍微贵点,但可理解)D7:墨脱--108K。(季节好可以搭车出去,但我们去的是雨季,需要用走的。108K有两间客栈,价格在15-20那样。)D8:108K--墨脱 。当时徒步到93K的地方就可以通车了,后来直接搭车到了波密。关于去墨脱(雨季)所要带的东西:要走那么多天的路,尽量减轻包的重量,多余的东西一样不要带(体力充沛者除外,嘻嘻)雨衣(翻多雄拉一般都会碰上下雨或是下雪),背包防雨罩,密封或普通塑料袋(下雨的时候用处很大),帽子,无缝头巾(关键时刻用处很多),鞋子(一双足已,即使湿透了,沿路客栈都有火可以烤干,带双轻便拖鞋很方便,切忌,最好还是登山鞋,不要轻信那些是穿胶鞋走墨脱的人,除非你真的比较强),外套(防水面料的,冲锋衣最好),袜子,换洗内衣若干,个人洗漱用品(基础护肤和防晒霜即可,没必要什么保养品都带),药品(除个人必须药品外,以带防治蚊虫叮咬和治跌打损伤的药为主,感冒药、防暑药和消炎药也必须带),食物(至少带够4天的,虽然沿路客栈都有供应,但为了省钱,还是背上好,当然,不在乎钱的可以少带),太阳镜,笔和记事本,烟,打火机,小手电,小军dao,湿巾,纸巾,红参,医用胶布(贴脚掌,可减少水泡的出现。嘻嘻。。。其实也可以用女生的卫生巾放在鞋里,用处很好哦)。 墨脱的今年6月走的。。。赶最后的末班车去墨脱。。。写于徒步墨脱前。。。墨脱。找寻隐秘的莲花。好像说。与世隔绝的墨脱即将通车。伴随着骑车发动机的轰隆声。隐秘莲花的最后面纱也将缓缓揭开。从此。再没有纯粹的风土。从此。也再没有所谓的隐秘的莲花。无论如何。我都要赶上最后那一线光芒。错过。就是一辈子。错过。将是永远。 看着藏式的房屋。朝圣的人们。心中有着无限的期待。这不是对于一个城市的期待。而是对于一段旅程的期待。我并未想过会经历墨脱的旅程。如果这是一种注定。我感谢上天的安排。感谢在拉萨认识的那些朋友。是他们。说墨脱归来不言路。是他们。说墨脱是眼睛的天堂。是他们。说墨脱是肉体心灵与地狱的交融。如果没有他们。我不会想去墨脱。如果没有他们。我不会有勇气徒步墨脱。墨脱。不会再遥远。 墨脱。坐落在喜马拉雅山脉南麓。雅鲁藏布江边。与印度毗邻。意为“隐秘的莲花”。是雅鲁藏布大峡谷的主要代表。北有海拔7782米的南迦巴瓦峰。南有海拔仅200米的巴昔卡村。整体地形以南迦巴瓦峰为支点。以雅鲁藏布江为中线环绕切割。形成陡峭深邃的峡谷。被世界公认为第一大峡谷。 墨脱充满着神秘的色调。它有零下20度寒风飕飕的冰川峭壁和33.8度高温下桫椤摇曳的原始丛林。有咆哮如雷的雅鲁藏布江水。潺潺栩栩。清澈剔透的瀑布溪流。又有羚牛嬉斗的草甸湿地。星罗棋布的高山湖泊和鸟语花香的幽香曲径。在那里还有木楼炊烟。稻谷飘香。黄酒当餐的门巴。珞巴族和藏族人文景观。这些都给人们以香格里拉的感受。年仅不足五个月的开山期。以至形成“桃花源”式的“孤岛”格局。 墨脱。这个西藏的最后秘境。自然的世外桃源。野外旅行者的天堂。徒步墨脱。需要翻越了两座海拔4000多米的雪山。还需要穿过浓密的原始森林。走过蚂蟥区。度过惊魂夜。几天的行程。会经历春夏秋冬四个季节。疲劳。饥饿。恐惧。危险。也一样样会接踵而来。我想。勇气是绝对的需要。 其实。我不知道下一刻将要面临什么。在自然的面前。我也不知道自己会怎样的软弱无力。还是怎样的忍耐坚强。或许。正因为这种艰难。才吸引我走向墨脱。走向这个最隐秘的莲花圣地。墨脱。会成为我终生难忘的经历。一定会的。或许。在接下来的这个六月。我所经历的或许是生死墨脱的过程。 期待着。。。 徒步墨脱。六省联合纵队的成立。真正想走墨脱。是09年才开始有的念想。或许。是他们的游记写的过于精彩。或许。是自己中毒太深。总之。自己再一次的进藏。再一次直奔拉萨而去。甚至。没做任何的准备运动。听说。很多人都是准备个一两年才敢走的。我。真的把生命放在了路上。现在想想。还真的过于冲动了。很多事情。其实。还是要考虑清楚的。没抵达拉萨之前。压根不想约伴。我不是喜欢一个人行走。更不是想一个人完成墨脱。我只是。不喜欢胡言乱语的人。讨厌被放鸽子的感觉。大鹏。郑州人。是第一个说要一起走墨脱的人。蚂蚁。湖南人。是第二个。当他说要加入墨脱之行时。我很直接的跟他说。我不喜欢约伴。不喜欢人家放鸽子。他也理解。说墨脱势在必行。罢罢罢。那就一起上路。风车。郑州人。是大鹏在网上约的他的同城驴。特冲动的一家伙。在没有听说过墨脱这个字眼的情况下。买了拉萨的火车票直奔而来。小皮。大坤。黑龙江人。是跟我同一天抵达拉萨的。我们曾经在网上聊过。但几乎没聊几句。拉萨见面之后。由于小皮的高反。他们不是很肯定能走。只剩。我。大鹏。蚂蚁。风车。路上的不可预见太多。那就再约多几个人吧。跟大鹏在各青年旅舍寻找去墨脱的帖子。但是。去墨脱的人实在是少。几乎就没什么召集帖。终于。还是在东措发现一帖子说要走墨脱。联系之后。那边三人。太阳以西。安徽人。特坚强的一家伙。第二天开始脚就扭伤。还是坚持走完墨脱。漂泊。江西人。还真应了那名字。到处飘的家伙。袋子。湖南人。他说的。永远要第一。上山是倒数第一。下山却总是在最前面。后来。小皮。大坤还是决定一起走。就这样。一行九人算组成了一个队伍。后来用我们的话来说。就是六省联合纵队。浩浩荡荡的出发了。 就我们几个啦。。。给大家介绍介绍:左起:小皮、大坤、蚂蚁、我、漂泊、袋子、风车、太阳以西(小张)、大鹏。 嘻嘻。。。看到了吗?在派乡兄弟饭店有我们像“菜牌”一样的名哦。。。 徒步墨脱。逃票。有惊无险。计划淌水过河逃票的我们已经在行动。。。我跟小皮两女孩做了游击队先锋。这群男人静等“偷渡”。。。早就对逃票攻略摸了个透。队伍商量之下。我们选择淌水过河逃票。我跟小皮。两女同志作为先锋队员打头阵。兄弟客栈的老板人很好。也淌水过来接我们。甚为感动。后来用他们的话来说。两女游击队员(我跟小皮)。脱下冲锋衣。脱了鞋子。远远的跟上老板。慢慢的淌水过去。那水。那雪山融下来的冰河水。那叫一个凉。凉的刺骨。凉的心寒。不行不行。真的太凉了。站在河中央。压根抬不动那双腿。痛了。真的刺痛。没办法。谁让我们是先锋队呢。怎么样都得往下走。后来。跟小皮。两人手拉手。一步一步朝前迈。终于。过来了。我们到达对岸了。YE。我们成功了。那叫一个兴奋。 可是。远远的。怎么感觉上面有人死盯着我们。路人。希望是。过来了。过来了。可惜不是路人。一过来就跟我们要票。惨了惨了。第一次淌水。失败。 经历了刺骨痛的我们。怎么样都不想再淌水回去跟大家会合了。决定上去买票。瞎晃悠了一圈。感觉已没人盯住我们的情况下。我们又准备混一次。运气可真背。咱又被抓了。好了。我们还是决定不买票。大不了咱出去晃晃。第二次逃票。失败。 两人无所事事的在青稞地里转悠了一圈。最后也跟他们会合上了。跟在我们后面。也曾淌水的漂泊。袋子也经历了刺骨的凉水。跟我们统一意见。不再淌水。决定买票进去。咦。怎么门口好像没人。赶紧的。我们一个一个小心翼翼的往前走。生怕惊动了守门人。真好真好。我们大伙都安全进来了。没花一分门票。咱从门口走进来了。哈哈。终于成功。逃票万岁。 徒步墨脱。D1 派乡--拉格 38KM(1)在兄弟饭店再吃一个早餐。我们即将出发。。。期待已久的墨脱之路终于要拉开帷幕了。。。大皮卡上的我们也显得异常兴奋。。。大皮卡把我们拉到这里。。。接着我们的徒步之路开始啦。。。一直的碎石路的确很磨脚。。。记得哦。最好别穿胶鞋。这样的路磨不了多久。泡泡铁定跟你粘的死死的。。。终于向上迈近了一大步。齐齐举“杖”庆贺。。。雪地里迈啊迈。。。又下起了不知道是雨还是雪的东西。。。抵达垭口啦。纪念纪念。。。 雪地里吃馒头的漂泊。。。 一觉醒来。大家都很兴奋。吃过老板娘给我们准备的馒头稀饭早餐。我们终于开始了徒步墨脱的行程。卡车在盘旋的山路上颠簸了一个多小时。也不知道是怎么坐稳的。PP颠成怎样已经不重要。感觉没被甩出去就是一种幸福。到达松林口。这里是派乡进墨脱的公路终点站。下车时天气挺好。我们先于墨脱当地人出发了。因为我们要赶在12点之前翻越多雄拉山口。否则。下午山上起雾。这样极容易迷路。一上午。全是上山的路。在高原上爬山是一件痛苦的事。而且6月的多雄拉山上还全部是雪。路很滑。乱石路加上海拔的原因。会很喘气。也很吃力。同行的漂泊。还有袋子。或许是年纪稍长了点。对于他们。更是吃力。慢慢的。他们落到了队伍的后面。还好。我们队伍一直强调的团队精神。小张(太阳以西)做收尾工作。而且接下来的几天时间了。他一直都坚持这样。很是有责任心。走在前面的我们。也时不时的停下脚步。尽量不让队伍拉的太长太远。没走过雪地的我。对我来说。过雪山是件难事。也或许是因为自己的平衡感不是很好。好不容易爬上雪地的我。一个不小心。又滑了下来。那个沮丧啊。。。还得重新爬。还好。滑下的距离不是很远。之后。我尽量的让登山杖插的牢牢的。这样。打滑的几率下降了很多。变天了。山上下起了不知道是雨还是雪的东西。感觉有点冷。赶紧的从包里掏出抓绒穿上。雨衣是有的。但却不想穿。穿上雨衣感觉透不了气。闷的很。随着海拔的升高。加上风雨交加。温度越来越低。虽然上山过程中会出汗。可是只要一立足。马上就感觉到刺骨的寒意。无法抵挡。好不容易。终于还是抵达山口。终于不用爬坡了。真叫一个开心。尤其是袋子。他说。“我下山是很快的”。的确。后来的下山途中。他一路打先锋。用他的话来说就是。“无论怎样。我都要做第一。不管是顺数还是倒数。”抵达山口已经是12点多了。大家都感觉饿了。是吃午餐的时候了。有兄弟客栈的老板娘给我们准备的馒头。那真叫一个幸福。这样。我们就能省去煮饭时间。尽快的到达我们今天的目的地—拉格。山口风大。不适合停留。找了个避风位置。开餐了。那个时候第一次觉得。馒头也挺好吃的。哈哈。过山口以后即是下山路。下山好像更容易打滑。小心翼翼的走着。可是。这速度好像有点慢了。后来。漂泊在后面开始滑了下来。还一个劲的喊过瘾。我也试试。坐在雪地里开始滑起来。滑了一小段。不行。不能再继续下去。PP太冰凉了。而且裤子好像湿掉了。罢罢罢。还是老老实实的走吧。路呢?怎么没路了?在四周都查看之后。我们确定。我们迷路了。这可如何是好。最不愿意看到的结果出现了。是要等待后面的墨脱当地人吗。可是。他们也不一定会到这附近。大家商量之下。决定往回走走看。我们找马蛋蛋吧。跟着马蛋蛋走。肯定不会错的。之前我们都是跟垃圾走。有时垃圾袋是会被风吹的。最可靠的还是跟着马蛋蛋走。终于。我们找到了路。是的。我们还是有神的庇佑的。感谢上天。待续。。。有些觉得挺有意思的,发来分享分享。。。虔诚的等待南迦巴瓦的出现。。。耶。。。虽然是暂露头角,但似乎对我们也很厚道了。。。就算是强人风车大哥,也在艰难的攀爬。。。这样的路,想不湿脚都难吧?就算很累,气也还在大口的喘着,就算拄着拐杖也要来一张。。。哈哈。。。这样磨脚的石头路何时是个尽头呢。。。山上的花儿为谁开又为谁败?漫山遍野的花儿只等你来采摘。。。雪地里艰难行走的我。。。远处的小皮脚都陷冰里了,我们却还在一边摆POSE。。。嘻嘻。不应该。。。也不管是雪地还是什么了。只要能坐就好。。。迷路的我们。。。东南西北。。。该往哪走。。。还是体力好的风车大哥去帮我们找路去了。。。下山路却也并不好走。。。注:由于又是雨又是雾的,相机都被蒙上了一层雾气。。。照片都蒙蒙的,见谅哈。。。嘻嘻。。。等等。。。要找相片,还得压缩,再上传。。。麻烦嘻嘻。。。等等。。。要找相片,还得压缩,再上传。。。麻烦嘻嘻。。。等等。。。要找相片,还得压缩,再上传。。。麻烦就算是在山上,也要弄点热腾腾的东西暖下胃。。。开饭咯。。。吃饱喝足。。。继续下山路。。。路上的小瀑布特别多,也特别美。。。 徒步墨脱。D1 派乡--拉格 38KM(2) 走完雪地时。当地人赶上了我们。他们告诉我们。前面没有什么岔路。三个多小时就能到拉格了。这时的我们。又饿了。在山口吃的那点馒头。根本就维持不了多久。一个小小的馒头。既要维持能量。又要维持热量。能撑到这里也实属不易了。反正就剩三小时了。大家商量之下。又决定开餐了。这次。我们把锅瓢一掏。开始了这路上的第一次煮面。或许是因为我们人多锅少(9人3锅)。或许是因为高原地带。总之。煮面加吃面。我们耗掉了一个多小时。 吃饱喝足的我们。开始了非常难走的松动乱石路。因为下雨。路几乎是泡在水里的。经过一个瀑布以后鞋子就已经全湿了。本以为过完山口就是痛苦的终结。没想到。最痛苦的路才刚刚开始。 我跟在袋子后面。是队伍的第二个。看袋子顺利的经过了第一个瀑布。我也学着他。小心翼翼的踩在那些松动的石头上。经过瀑布中间时。一块松动的石头差点让我掉进悬崖。我吓坏了。赶紧的往另一边挪动我的身体。感谢上天。没让我往那边倾斜。后来。小皮直接踏水过来了。还教训了我一通。说我不应该踩那些松动的石头。反正鞋子肯定会湿的。不如直接踏水过去。这样安全系数大很多很多。我接受了。之后经过那些危险时。我都尽量的让自己安全。路上的不可预见太多太多。对自己负责。对团队负责。必须让自己尽量的安全。 之后一路上都是瀑布群。特别漂亮。 可是不是说三个小时的路程吗?我们都走了三个多小时了。怎么感觉前路还是漫漫呢。难道是我们走的太慢。 下午6点多。我们终于拖着累极了的身体看到几个木棚。这里。就是我们今天的终点站--拉格了。攻略上说的6个多小时的路程。除去吃饭时间。我们竟然走了8个多小时。看来。明天是要加快步伐了。 到达客栈。也就意味着可以换上干爽的衣裤。有火烤。湿了的衣裤和鞋袜可以烤干。还有热水喝。有食物吃。可是。一个简单的晚餐需要50元。算了。还是吃面吧。自己煮面吃。在这样的环境下。有这些就仿佛到了天堂。其他的一切都不再有意义。我们需求的如此原始且简单。 拿出所有的湿衣服过来烤。围着火堆谈天说地。我感觉如此幸福且满足。躺到客栈的简易床上我睡的特别沉。一夜无梦。 而明天。等待我们的。会是怎样艰难的路途呢。 待续。。。 ([]
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
要不要看比萨欧洲50天,总花费18000人民币的故事?! 又是一年一度的比萨出走日,9月1日下的飞机,历经12国50天的欧洲之旅圆满结束。本来想在沉淀沉淀再来发帖,不过发现这次的照片实在是太多了,还是赶紧放上来,早点和大家分享,不然不知道要更新到什么时候。不过看过比萨以前帖子的人都知道,比萨的“坑”品有保障,更新虽慢,但绝不会虎头蛇尾。 熟悉比萨风格的都知道比萨的片子绝不是风景大片,而是走进生活,让你更加深入的了解各国的风土人情。欧洲是全世界的青年都想要去的地方,那里自由、平等、和谐,人们的生活节奏是如此的慢,人与人之间的交往是如此的简单,人们的言行是如此的自由,比萨的沙发之旅会带你走进他们的家庭,去看一看欧洲人是怎样生活的,他们的生活习惯和我们又有哪些不同。 这次12国50天的行程确实有些赶,比萨不是在车上,就是在行走的路上。听了拉脱维亚沙发主的建议,整个欧洲之旅几乎都是大巴,只有一次逼不得已搭了一次车,结果夜宿加油站,但却结识了忘年交——一个意大利老头;只有一次搭飞机,还多交了10欧的check in费(不做功课的下场);只有一次被臭虫咬的经历,你现在还确定欧洲很干净吗?当比萨在佛罗伦萨喝着啤酒抽着大麻时,房祖名在自己的家中因吸食大麻被逮捕(大麻啊,比烟叶劲大的一种草,竟被说成吸毒,那吸烟也会上瘾,为什么不说是吸毒?);当比萨在巴塞罗那的海滩裸晒时,国内的妹妹还朝着白富美奋力靠近;当比萨飞回北京在飞机上想看看北京的时候,只看到一片灰霾,直到感觉飞机落地,才看到地面,多可悲的空气质量。估计大家有很多关于欧洲的问问比萨1、问:欧洲真的很干净吗?答:空气很干净,地面不干净,到处都是烟头,大家抽完烟喜欢随手扔地上。2、问:欧洲人都喷香水吗? 答:当然不是。经常走在路上一阵劲风扑面,能噎死比萨。3、问:欧洲人真的是白天洗澡吗? 答:是的,早上必须洗,不然会熏死人的。4、问:欧洲人的家都是非常大吗? 答:不全是。大城市的房价很贵,住小公寓、合租公寓的比比皆是。5、问:欧洲真的是红灯停绿灯行吗? 答:不是的。欧洲车少人少,有时候红灯的时候路上没有车,大家就不会站在那里等红灯。但是即使行人闯红灯,汽车也会在离行人至少5米时停下,让行人先过。6、问:欧洲的公共厕所是都有卫生纸吗? 答:是的。除了那些移动公厕,所有的厕所都有卫生纸。而且欧洲人不用纸篓,家家户户的厕所里也没有纸篓,直接扔马桶里冲走。……….还是和以前一样,惫懒的比萨还是没有做攻略,买了机票就飞了,走一站联系下一站的沙发主,这一路就靠他们了,哪里有好吃的哪里有好玩的,怎会逃的了他们的手心。所以如果有景点我介绍错误,请大家及时指正。首先介绍一下这次旅行的12个国家,按照先后顺序:俄罗斯、拉脱维亚、立陶宛、波兰、、德国、荷兰、比利时、捷克、奥地利、意大利、西班牙、法国。其次我想大家最关心的是证问吧。跟大家介绍一下,我这次办了两个证,一个是俄罗斯证(淘宝上办的,只需要提供护照和照片),另一个是申根证。这里重点说一下申根证:1、我的是荷兰,因为手续最简单,出时间最短,拒率最低。2、我是自己递的,全部资料都是自己准备,证要求什么就提供什么,不要求的也不需要提供。3、申根证最需要注意的就是行程单和住宿预订。我的行程单是用穷游助手编辑的,住宿预订是在booking上预订,证拿到手后就全部取消了。机票:全程只飞了三次,分别是北京——莫斯科、都灵——巴塞罗那、巴黎——北京。总费用大概6400左右。都是提前2-3天买的机票,因为这次没有行程计划,走一步算一步所以没有提前买机票。住宿:比萨50天只住了4天的旅店,其他全部是沙发冲浪,所以住宿费用也就1000元人民币左右。交通:除了荷兰——比利时,整个意大利是火车,都灵——巴塞罗那是飞机,其余全部是大巴,大巴是欧洲最经济安全的交通工具了。之后我会在各国的游记中给大家介绍几个欧洲不错的廉价大巴。不要以为廉价就不好,所有的大巴都有卫生间,免费WIFI。现金:只带了400美金(只花了100美金),一张华夏银行卡,欧洲银联识的ATM还是很多的,随花随取更安全。行李:1、依旧是45升的包包,几件衣服,一个大围巾、睡袋,不再是简单洗漱用品了,因为欧洲物价贵,能带的都带齐了吧,当然有钱人可以自动忽略我说的。2、转换插头就带那种万能转换头就行,淘宝上十元左右,轻便实用。3、不用带卫生纸了,那种小包的纸巾带些就行,因为欧洲走到哪里都会有卫生纸,即使是大巴的卫生间都会有卫生纸,我带了两包卫生纸都没有派上用场。36楼 俄罗斯—圣彼得堡 https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redire ... 8-pid-53092793.html183楼 拉脱维亚—里加https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redire ... 8-pid-53442553.html218楼 立陶宛—维尔纽斯https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redire ... 8-pid-53580431.html250楼 波兰—华沙https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redire ... 8-pid-53597685.html297楼 德国——柏林 https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redire ... 8-pid-53779008.html341楼 荷兰——阿姆斯特丹 https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redire ... 8-pid-54202792.html427楼 荷兰——鹿特丹 https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redire ... 8-pid-55214364.html471楼 比利时——布鲁塞尔 https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redire ... 8-pid-55279623.html526楼 德国——法兰克福 https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redire ... 8-pid-55392367.html628楼 捷克——布拉格 https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redire ... 8-pid-56146326.html692楼 奥地利——维也纳 https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redire ... 8-pid-56395186.html飞机上坐我旁边的妹子是在天津上学的莫斯科人,一聊才发现她认识好几个我的朋友,包括已经回白俄的两个好朋友!下飞机她带我去找ATM机取现。ATM就在电梯的右手边,百事可乐的旁边。ATM是全俄文操作,没有英文,妹子全程帮助我搞定,先去了3000卢布。妹子的父亲来接她,约好回津喝一杯。沿着有这个指示的志,去坐火车前往莫斯科市中心。最快捷的购票方法就是机器自助购票,看到很多人排队的地方,就是购票点了。机器购票非常的快捷方便,有中文操作界面。这个就是车票,进站的时候扫描上面的条码。如果不会机器购票,也有人工售票的,不过要排队。机场快线还是挺高大上的!火车上有可以放行李的架子。下了火车就要倒地铁,莫斯科的地铁站我很无语,因为没有做功课,还是照大众地铁站去找地铁站,结果绕了好几圈,几次从地铁站前经过都不知道那个就是地铁站,一直认为那是一家公司或商场什么的。卖地铁票的基本上都是俄罗斯大妈,不要指望她们能听懂你说英文,所以第一次买票又是一个好心妹子的帮忙,在俄罗斯的期间,经常被妹子帮忙!莫斯科地铁票40卢布我去俄罗斯之前联系的沙发主,和她约定在地铁站见面,因为这个地铁站只有一个出口。同时来的还有沙发主的另外两个沙发客,其中一个是阿根廷人,准备从莫斯科坐火车去北京,哈哈。在背包的时候不小心把腰扭了,当时就不能动了,疼的要命,到了沙发主家放下行李就躺着了,他们晚上出去喝酒我也没跟着去,实在是太疼,微信联系国内的好友求助怎么快速治疗扭伤。这是我在俄罗斯的第一个沙发主这个是她家 晚上睡床的睡床,睡地的睡地,我睡的沙发 7月10日今天沙发主第一个出门上班了,一个沙发客也早早出门见朋友去了,阿根廷的小伙在收拾行李,今天他就要去坐火车了。我因为腰扭了,也没打算出去转悠,而且一下不能适应莫斯科的天气,这真不是夏天的温度,还是那句话,不做功课冻死人啊,谁知道欧洲的夏天如此凉快。我这次出门只带了一件长袖,这件长袖一直穿到了巴黎,呵呵!因为家门钥匙留给了我,所以要等阿根廷的小哥走后我才能出门, 沙发就是这样往往刚开始熟悉就要说再见了。记住这个土耳其烤肉吧,全欧洲最便宜有管饱的食物了,有菜有肉有干粮。整个欧洲行吃的最多的就是它了。但是各国的口味都不太一样。这一天就是在沙发主家附近转悠转悠,缓解一下背部疼痛,不过我朋友告诉我的方法还挺管用,扭到腰及时按这种方法运动,基本上有两天就好了。还跟我沙发主说今天逛了几个公园,她就说那你走了很远啊,我说没有啊,就在你家附近,她说我家附近没有公园。然后我才知道人家所谓的公园基本上就是一片森林了,像这种的草地那就是街边的绿化带。 沙发主住的位置相当于北京的四环,但比四环贵多了。俄罗斯就是这样,只有莫斯科和圣彼得堡的收入高、消费贵,其他的地方都穷的要死,如果能适应莫斯科的消费,那么到了西欧也不会被高消费吓到。这次比萨基本上都是用手机拍的照片,所以有时画面不清晰或有些抖,请大家不要介意。进屋发现门口的招财猫,原来沙发主去过中国不少地方。我这位沙发主周五就要出城去度周末,所以联系了另外一个沙发主,今天去他家住。这个沙发主离现在的沙发主家不远地铁两站就到了,走路的话20分钟。这是我在莫斯科的第二个沙发主家,沙发主是个IT工程师,他把他的卧室让给我睡,他睡在客厅。看看就知道了,卧室除了有这么一个吓人的模型,就什么都没有了,客厅至少还有电视、电脑等各种娱乐设备。卧室客厅厨房 俄罗斯人大都很严肃,应该说大部分东欧的人都是不爱笑的。我这个沙发主就是,所以搞得我也不是很爱说话了,之后他给我的评价就是安静又冷静的女生,呵呵。沙发主家的窗外我觉得自己特别二,明明看见晚上有雨,气温这么低,结果第二天还穿着人字拖出去,二到家了。7月11日今天真是难忘的一天啊,比萨最爱穿的就是人字拖了,今天也是穿的它,结果把姐都冻傻了!真的不知道为什么一夜之间气温就降到如此之低。早上出门的时候,沙发主已经穿上卫衣、夹克了,我在屋子里面没感觉啊,依旧穿着人字拖出去了,结果走了一段路后就开始后悔为什么不穿球鞋,可是也不能回去了啊,沙发主要去上班,不能耽误人家工作。关键是这个沙发主不给家门钥匙。他把我送到了红场,自己再坐地铁去上班。地铁里有卖面包的,买了两个当早点,然后开始今年夏天最冷的一日游。一出地铁就是这个样子的。拍照的时候认识了一个西班牙的小哥,他住在马德里要去泰国度假,在莫斯科转机。俄航在欧洲是性价比较高的航空公司,大多数欧洲人穷游旅行亚洲会选择俄航。小伙有10个小时的转机时间就来红场转悠。这是克林姆林宫的外墙如果我说这个莫斯科著名的建筑物,经常出现在封面、明信片的教堂我不知道叫什么名字,不会有人笑话我吧。整个莫斯科我唯一能叫出名字的就是克林姆林宫和红场,呵呵。和西班牙小哥合个影看看今天的气温,姐感觉又回到冬天了。西班牙小哥也是从温暖的南欧飞来,准备飞去炎热的泰国,衣服也是没有多少,同样冻得不行,我们完全没有心情去看什么克林姆林宫了,决定找个暖和的地方喝一杯。克林姆林宫前的喷泉找了家餐厅能喝酒能上网的中午的时候,小哥说要吃一顿俄罗斯的传统菜,其实就是烤肉、牛排什么的,在我感觉这个欧洲的菜都是一个口味的。然后我们就一路走一路问,想找一家地道的俄餐厅俄罗斯人得英语真是不敢恭维,问了无数人才遇见一个哥们儿英语非常好,给我们指了一条正确的路,找到一家地道的俄餐厅。坐我们旁边的是几个中国人,他们都在莫斯科呆了很多年了,这次正好是陪从国内来这边的一个领导出来玩,他们说我们还是很会挑餐厅的。幸亏有他们,不然全俄文的菜单还真看不懂,主菜我要的牛肉539卢布,可真不便宜,不过看着挺小一块,但是我一个人吃还是有点多。传说中的红菜汤传说中的格瓦斯路上会有这种路,按着指示可以找到最近的银行,虽然看不懂俄文,但是数字几百米还是看的懂的。这家银行有银联示可以使用银联取现。晚上需要我沙发主帮我买火车票,所以先取些现金。我有个不好的毛病就是很粗心,这个在国内还好办,但是这次因为粗心可是闹了不少笑话。这次取钱看也不看就在那里按下一步下一步,结果取了一把百元钞票。还好银行的人好说话,给我换成了千元大钞便于携带。 西班牙小哥吃完午饭就回机场了,取完钱已经下午4点了,气温也在慢慢回升,溜达一会就找个地方坐了。莫斯科的地铁全部是俄文,没有英文。如果不懂俄文,最好是提前知道要去的站名,然后对照字母找到几号线和方向,还是比较容易的,不过报站就完全听不懂了。换乘的时候注意脚下,上面会有数字沿着方向走就可以找到换乘线路莫斯科的地铁非常的深,大约要2-3分钟才能到达底部对照字母可以找到乘车方向莫斯科的夏天几乎没有黑夜,晚上11点多感觉像是黄昏,然后早上3点多天又亮了7月12日这一路上住了很多沙发,只有两个沙发主临时改变日程,其中一个就是这位莫斯科的,说好了住到周日,结果周六人家告诉我要和家人出城度周末,所以要早早起床。我赶紧联系圣彼得堡的沙发主,告诉他要提前一天到。车票买的是最便宜的,普通硬座,不过上车才发现是卧铺车厢改的,完全可以躺上去。下午的火车,但是一大早就要跟沙发主出门,把我送到地铁站,不到9点就到火车站了。早点又吃的这个这是火车站周围
《 九转星辰诀》所有内容均来自互联网或网友上传,绘阔sodu小说网只为原作者的小说进行宣传。欢迎各位书友支持并收藏《 九转星辰诀》最新章节。