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一直以来,我不断的出现在路上,用脚步丈量这梦想的距离!从最近的到最远的。从最东的到最西的。梦想的脚步一次比一次远!西藏,一直是我的梦想,为之我付出了很多,也牺牲了很多!想象这那藏地雪山圣湖,那豪情羞怯情怀,还蛮激动的,也许是此次的目的地是世界之颠的原因吧!挑战,一次比一次有挑战性!这次,我真的是只身一人在路上了!当背着那沉垫垫的登山包走向车站,走进人群,我又激动又紧张--要借宿在青旅,要拼车在路上,要独自享受这一路美景!这一次,要考验我身体能不能行,要考验我够不够机智勇敢,要考验我意志力是否够坚定!这一次,我一定不能让自己失望!因为这是我的梦想…西藏,在路上!8.28北京-西宁8.29西宁市区-塔尔寺:藏传佛教的六大宗主寺之一,黄教的创始人宗喀巴的诞生地,它以藏汉艺术相结合的建筑风格、琳琅满目的法器、千恣百态的佛像和浩瀚的文献藏书,酥油花、壁画、堆锈组合的“艺术三绝”享誉国内外,青海省旅游王牌景点8.30青海湖-拉萨列车上今天差点没来成青海湖,因为一人,又没拼上车,就在我都放弃青海湖的时候,早晨醒来准备去吃早餐时,经过前台看见了一哥们儿说是要租车去青海湖,我那一个高兴啊,回宿舍赶紧收拾背包,坐那等候。经过“天下河水皆向东,唯有此溪向西流”的倒淌河,我们抵达中国最大的内陆咸水湖---青海湖,浩渺的青海湖像一望无际的大海一般,只是天空不作美,一会刮风一会下雨的,还好我备的衣服多。。。湖畔大片整齐如画的农田麦浪翻滚,菜花泛金,芳香四溢;那碧波万顷,水天一色的青海湖,好似一泓玻璃琼浆在轻轻荡漾。过了季节的油菜地PS:第一次住青旅,上个片片留作纪念哈,青海行YHA,店主服务态度很好,宿舍都是自己套被套,也很干净,有种回归大学宿舍的感觉。(*^__^*) 嘻嘻……8.31西宁-拉萨的列车上传说中的康巴迪有氧列车,外表看似绿皮车,内部可不一般啊,有图有真相还有我24小时吃的一顿餐,好精贵的途中经过可可西里途中经过雪地途中经过雪山途中经过河流途中经过草原-牦牛途中经过车站-措那湖:站在湖边途中观赏的天空、云彩和阳光PS:这晚住在了拉萨有名的青旅-东措,说实话,这个四人间,还没青海行的好呢,估计名气太大了,人太多了,也就一般了,不过蛮喜欢它墙上的涂鸦的,都是一些人才啊看这个布达拉宫,很需要手艺的9.1拉萨市内-大昭寺一大早,我们就去排布宫的预约票了,早起的鸟儿有虫吃,这话真不假。排完门票去广场拍布宫,这景色,太美了听说这个角度能够拍出最好的布宫哟,只可惜我的相机不是发烧级的药王山广场解放纪念碑布达拉宫那一天,我闭目在经殿香雾中,蓦然听见你颂经中的真言;那一月,我摇动所有的经筒,不为超度,只为触摸你的指尖;那一年,磕长头匍匐在山路,不为觐见,只为贴着你的温暖;那一世,转山转水转佛塔,不为修来世,只为途中与你相见。夜晚的布达拉宫广场,少了天安门广场的喧嚣,多了一份天堂的静谧,伴随着青藏高原的曲子,音乐喷泉为这广场增添了一抹欢动的色彩倒影在水中的布达拉宫,像一位羞涩的女子,静谧的矗立在那PS:分享下我们吃过的藏餐:酥油茶是真喝不惯哎,芒康木耳这个不错,哈哈,就是米饭硬了些9.2布达拉宫巍巍高原,屹屹雪城,宏伟的宫殿横空出世,记载着千年的文明的传承,布达拉宫的高度永远让人仰望。布达拉宫被称为“世界屋脊明珠”,它是拉萨乃至青藏高原的志,这座世界上海拔最高最雄伟的宫殿里,收藏着极为丰富的文物和工艺品,同时也珍存着独一无二的雪域文化遗产。在拉萨和藏地的任何角落,人们虔诚叩拜合拢的手掌永远指向她。世界上海拔最高、最雄伟的宫殿也无限衍伸着藏文化的灿烂,是真正属于世界的遗产,是可以触摸,可以深入,未经粉饰,但真正具有藏族建筑艺术杰出代表的宫堡式建筑群。有时这建筑更像一个神秘的符号,吸引无数人义无反顾地投奔西藏而来。。。PS:分享下我们吃的藏餐厅:多好的环境啊,真心贵啊9.3拉萨3650-曲水-江孜4040-日喀则3950:途径冈巴拉山口4900、羊卓雍错4441、卡若拉冰川、宗山古堡、白居寺经过世界上最高的淡水湖、有天上圣湖之美誉的羊卓雍湖。藏语为“碧玉湖”,是西藏三大圣湖之一羊卓雍错,湖水如羊脂般清澈,湖水甘甜,可以饮用。湛蓝的湖水与远方的雪山连为一体,加上两岸各色的山脉、极具特色的藏民族村落、遍地的牛羊,一路走来,心旷神怡。触手可及的卡若拉冰川一个小水库----马拉水库,都可以蓝成这样PS:日喀则限速40公里/小时,老让我们在路边等,看风景晚上入住的丹增旅社,还是一家蛮特色的旅社对面就是古旧的小布达拉宫9.4日喀则3950-拉孜-定日4300-珠峰大本营5200:途径嘉措拉山5248、乌拉山口5210翻越5248米的嘉措拉山这犹如肠子般的道路,真不是一般师傅能开的了的,要技术滴,还要车子滴。。。后驱车前往巍峨壮丽,气势磅礴,蜿蜒千里的喜马拉雅山脉,向地球之颠挺进 PS借宿在珠峰大本营1号营地,这高的海拔,天真的很冷啊夜里黑漆吗乌的一片,我们竟然还有个哥们儿去拍夜珠峰去了,太敬业了,我不得不上几张片片9.5珠峰大本营5200-日喀则3950:日照金山、绒布寺5100、绒布冰川、绒布河、扎什伦布寺不得不说,我们真的是一群幸运的孩子,在西藏这么多天没下雨,而且该看到的风景一览无余,连珠峰都这么给力,一大早露出了金色的笑脸,我拿什么感谢你啊,珠峰!绒布河是由珠峰北坡的三大冰川——东绒布冰川、中绒布冰川、西绒布冰川部分泉水汇集而成的冰水河流。当今世界上保存和发育完好的绒布冰川(平均宽1.4公里,平均厚120米,最厚处在300米以上,有高达数十米的冰陡崖和步步陷阱的明暗冰裂隙,是一个险象环生的冰崩雪崩区)。世界上海拔最高的寺庙--西藏红教寺庙绒布寺5100。当群峰还在晕睡,珠峰已披上女神华服般洵丽夺目的朝霞,伴着珠穆朗玛峰升起的第一缕霞光穿行在巍峨壮丽、气势磅礴、蜿蜒千里的喜马拉雅山脉,在荒芜和寂静中翻越海拔5200米的加乌拉山。远方除了为首的珠穆朗玛峰(海拔8848)以外,周围横亘着尚有拉布吉康峰(海拔7367)、卓奥友峰(海拔8201)、洛子峰(海拔8516)、马卡鲁(海拔8463)等白雪皑皑的世界顶级峰群,眺望雄壮肃穆的希夏邦马峰(海拔8012),一个唯一全境都在中国境内的海拔八千米以上世界顶级山峰。。巅峰之旅结束返回日喀则途中,途观片片田地观班禅大师灵魂安息地、黄教六大寺之一的扎什伦布寺:历经近五个多世纪风雨的扎什伦布寺,依然以它恢宏的气势,绚丽的色彩、神圣而庄严的殿宇耸立于日喀则市西面的尼玛山上9.6日喀则3950-拉萨3650,沿途欣赏后藏大漠景色 途经发源于喜玛拉雅山北坡的雅鲁藏布江流域,千百年来,江水奔腾不息,流过大半个西藏高原,一路上劈山跨涧,坡势愈发陡峻,景色更为壮观.PS今天,我们一起相处了4天的8人这张最齐(广东刘Sir,陕西红雷哥哥,陕西赵大叔,浙江黄磊弟弟,安徽邓超,ME,安徽朱小姐,新疆萧萧)在明天就要分道扬镳了,回家的、继续前行的即将各奔东西,晚上嗨皮了下下9.7拉萨-纳木错4718-拉萨:沿途观赏藏北大草原、青藏公路、圣火采集点,翻越那根拉山、游览西藏三大圣湖之一的纳木措,远观“光明之神”念青唐古拉山。PS:八角街闲逛中川藏8天之旅开始:著名的G318,中国最美的风景线川藏线,沿途有翻不完的山,淌不完的水,以及沼泽、冻土区、地震区、碎石塌方区、原始森林和大冰川。一路上景观千变万化:有高山峡谷,有一望无际的草原,有雪山草甸,还有沿途随见的经幡、玛尼石、藏寺和多姿多彩的民俗民风,充满了刺激,充满了魅力,旅途虽然艰辛,但一路风景壮丽,是旅游探险爱好者和摄影师的极乐所在。这一次,我选择的是中国最美的风景线----川藏南线! 9.8拉萨—68km—墨竹工卡—206km—工布江达—127km—八一—19km—林芝—70km—鲁朗主要景点:追龙藏布大峡谷, 原始森林, 雪山冰川, 易贡藏布,追龙藏布与易贡藏布交汇后、就是藏区仅次于雅鲁藏布的第二条大河“帕隆藏布”, 鲁朗林海观景台, 色季拉山(4650m), 尼洋河与雅鲁藏布汇合处,巨柏树。早起从圣城拉萨出发,途经工布江达县,沿拉萨河谷行驶,翻越第一座雪山——米拉山到达墨竹工卡。再沿途出发欣赏尼洋河风光,传说尼洋河是“神女的眼泪”汇聚而成的,水色清幽明澈,绿波见底。然后前往尼洋河,它是一条非常美丽的河,它是雅鲁藏布江的一条支流。藏语称河为“曲”,称湖为“错”。尼洋河,藏人叫它尼洋曲。而“拉康”是宫殿的意思。([]
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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([]
或许是那则轩尼诗洋酒的广告对我的触动太深,又或许是对自由和梦想的渴求已无法抑制,2011年春天,我终于辞去了这份年薪超10万的工作,收拾行囊离开了奋斗五年之久的上海,飞往那个寄托着我认为梦会在这里开始的城市——云南丽江。在这里,我、整理好心情开始我的寻梦之旅,开满杜鹃花的香格里拉、美丽圣洁的梅里雪山、稻城亚丁、布达拉宫、阿里、墨脱…… 云南第一高峰、藏区八大神山之首梅里雪山在圣洁的梅里雪山前留影 第一段行程的安排是从虎跳峡开始的,在丽江**的十余个朋友达成了共识,我们从虎跳峡转经香格里拉,在松赞林寺稍作停留之后,经奔子栏从白马雪山直达梅里的飞来寺。队伍里有六个人来自厦门,还有两个是来自温州的新婚小夫妻,加上我、司机和领队一行十一人。尽管来自不一样的城市和地域,对梦想和美景的追求还是让大家有很多共同语言。这次的梅里之行充满了各种不可预料的惊喜,感动的、刺激的、惊险的、感叹的、向往的,在夜雪幽幽的这篇游记里都会找到最好的诠释,谨以此游记献给那些有梦想的人们! 这是行程中的第一站香格里拉雄古观景台,白色的云带山前飘动,让很普通的山谷变得生动起来 金沙江峡谷上空美丽的云带! 金沙江两岸的美丽村寨,相信生活在这里的人一定很幸福 远处如同调色板般的美丽田园风光 蜿蜒曲折的金沙江河谷,两岸是原始的村寨中午到达了虎跳峡,虎跳峡的险峻早在杂志和电视上就已见识到,我们的领队也明白我们这些城里人的体力极限,把我们送到了虎跳峡的正上方,从上朝下看短短的距离我们走了十余分钟,峡谷里的风非常大吹的眼睛都睁不开来,但是空气却极为清爽,奔腾的水声呼啸而至,江水拍打在虎跳石上激起很大的水花,峡谷很深,两旁的峭壁呼之欲出很是壮观。如果你拿着相机,这里的美景绝对是信手摘来。当天的风非常大,由于还要赶往香格里拉,我们没有在这里停留很久,但虎跳峡的壮观已经在我的心里打下烙印,对后面的行程,我充满了期待! 回复:大家趁着走得动,赶快出来走走,不然结婚生小孩就没这个精力和时间了!我们最初的团队在虎跳峡观景台的合影,大家开始都表现的很HI站在虎跳峡的栏杆旁,似乎可以闻到水花的味道 汹涌澎湃的金沙江 在被积雪覆盖的地方,再过两个月就会开满杜鹃花,很是绚丽,雪中的玛尼堆更显圣洁 下午到达香格里拉独克宗古城,金光灿灿的转经筒,夕阳落在上面很神圣 经领队阿华介绍这是世界上最大的转经筒,已经列入吉尼斯世界记录大全,据说转一圈就相当于念了472万声六字真言。 在转经筒下留景,也沾沾这个大大转经筒的神气,希望给我们带来好运!茶马古道,神奇的马帮文化曾在这里留下过痕迹香格里拉的天空永远是湛蓝的香格里拉古城的四方街挂满了五彩经幡香格里拉古城印满经文的佛塔挂满经幡的塔,寄托着善良的人们许下的祝福,我也在佛塔下留影,希望给自己带来好运!都说,到了藏区,你会被他们神圣的信仰深深吸引,他们信仰藏传佛教,随处可见的彩色经幡和转经筒代表着他们的虔诚。松赞林寺被称作小布达拉宫,吃过早饭后我们就赶到了这里,我们是来得最早的一批游客,听松赞林寺的解说员讲,这里的喇叭来自香格里拉的各个村寨,有几千个喇叭居住在这里,寺庙门口有一个天葬台,据说喇嘛们圆寂之后就在这里进入天堂(喂秃鹫)。寺庙里的气氛非常神圣,我们在这里点了酥油灯烧了香,还接受了喇嘛们的祝福。松赞林寺有一道很长的阶梯,阶梯的尽头是一面非常有特色的墙,在这里,你会觉得自己的心灵在不知不觉中被净化! 在海拨3000多米的香格里拉,我们是缓慢上松赞林寺的台阶,而这些小喇嘛则是快步跑上来的。 松赞林寺可爱的小喇嘛 我在微薄上放了这张照片,同事问这个喇嘛是不是吃肉的,咔咔,这个喇嘛很害羞,我说了好几次才同意和我合影 这面墙很神圣,很高,在这里,你会感觉心很安静雪山下的松赞林寺全景,很漂亮,感觉像小布达拉宫一样松赞林寺大殿上的金鐘领队阿华说每转动一次转经筒,就当于念了转经筒上的经文,为自己的亲人和朋友祈福一次,所以有转经筒的地方,我都会去转动它,希望能为我所有的亲人和朋友祈福 松赞林寺前的拉姆央措圣湖在松赞林寺前的广场全体驴友合影拉着云户外俱部的旗帜合影,不过我不在其中,因为这张相片是我拍的!我们的最终目的是神山梅里,在松赞林寺稍作停留之后,我们就驱车赶往奔子栏,奔子栏是白马雪山下的一个小驿站,我们将在那里吃过午饭之后翻越白马雪山。也许美好的旅程都注定要经受考验,就在我们到达奔子栏的时候,白马雪山因为雪太厚封山了,一行人的热情瞬间被浇到谷底,因为连非常有经验的交警也不知道什么时候可以通行。同行的福建人在等待了三个时辰之后,决定要驱车返回丽江,根据这个状况,在这里呆上三五天也不能同行是常理之中。我有些失望,我千里迢迢为梅里雪山而来,决不能因此而放弃! 沿途的经过风雪中的纳帕海一道光柱从厚厚的云层中射出,似乎让我们有阴霾的天气中看到了转晴的
始终相信,善良的人,会幸福。用照片和文字,记录一段时光,凭吊一些化作尘埃的往事,我,微笑如初康堤是这次旅行中的第二站,kandy在斯里兰卡语中意为“多山的”,山城气候湿暖,环境优美,是斯里兰卡的第二大城,也是锡兰王朝最后的古都。这里保留了封建时代的皇家建筑和有着异国风味的殖民建筑,使得斯里兰卡的文化精粹在康堤汇集。佛牙寺也是第2天的重点行程之一,庙门口有很多卖进贡仙佛的莲花~任何一株花草树木都不紧不慢,万物从容的生活在变迁世界。因为他们知道,在每一年中,它们都有一次开花的机会~都有属于自己最美丽的瞬间,鲜艳欲滴的展现在人们面前⋯;3;一九八八年经联合国列为世界人类遗产的“佛牙寺”是最著名的历史建筑,更是佛教徒的朝圣之地。佛牙寺则因供奉着佛祖释迦牟尼圆寂后的佛牙舍利而名扬世界。高达的菩提树下,幽然扫地的当地人 阳光很大,进寺庙不宜戴帽子,用头巾裹着防晒是个不错的选择如果行程安排的这1天打算参观佛牙寺,在着装上一定要多注意了,男人女人的衣服裤子裙子都要过膝盖才能进入参观哦!舟舟今天也走异国情调风格着装色彩鲜艳才有能和这里的风格融入佛牙寺的每一层建筑都像戴着一顶绅士帽式屋顶,这是典型的康缇式的建筑。妈妈带着孩子来朝拜,也是光着脚丫的~进门之前左侧的一排白墙~要在这里先把鞋子脱了再进去朝拜天空的颜色很通透,天气真好阿~带着小baby来朝拜的十分常见,孩子从小就培养了宗教信仰~话说这个萌孩子怎么和我一样裹的很严实佛牙寺作为全国最重要的佛庙,受到政府严密军警保护,入庙必须接受安全检查,入寺者务必脱鞋、服装端庄,以示虔诚。进门前把鞋子先存放在存鞋处,三人来张光脚丫的合影那里不但是佛教徒膜拜朝圣之处,也是游客的必到之所,更是斯里兰卡每位新总统上任前必须前往礼赞的地方。佛牙寺建于十五世纪,经过历代国王的扩建,规模宏大雄伟,主要入口处在西门,我们的身后就是入口周围有护寺河环绕,寺院建在高约六米的台基上~有上下两层,厅堂套厅堂,结构复杂,来朝拜的当地人络绎不绝 门廊上的艳丽彩绘,描述着当年护送佛牙进寺的故事,相传西元三一三年,古老的传说中,印度羯陵伽(Kalinga)国的艾玛玛菈(Hemamala)公主,将圆寂的释佛的一颗臼齿,藏在发髻中夹带到斯里兰卡,成了几经激烈烽火战争的锡兰岛民赖以寄讬的精神遗产。进入参观的门票,1000卢比人,相当于50rmb佛牙寺主要有佛殿、鼓殿、长厅、诵经厅、大宝库、内殿等,其中最重要的建筑是中心大殿。[size=#]一天定时开门三次供人遥拜,还有相应的祈福仪式[size=#]亭阁前供信徒念佛诵经,即使朝拜人数众多,一样是肃穆宁静。[size=#]亭阁前供信徒念佛诵经,即使朝拜人数众多,一样是肃穆宁静。朝拜祈福的当地人和游客是走不同的通道,每个孩子的表情都不一样,虽然拍虚了些,但依旧不影响我喜欢这张照片的氛围即使用纸壳捧着一把花儿,也是虔诚的象征和当地人一样席地而坐的我,静静的感受着这虔诚的氛围一个大眼睛的兰卡小姑娘朝我踉跄的走来~仿佛在问我,你在这里做什么呢?([
喜欢上户外,源于2010年一次偶然的丽江之行。这之前都是些游山玩水,在记忆中都渐渐模糊了。那次坐着颠簸的车子在西南特有的盘山路上不断的盘旋上升,眼中掠过的美景都是那些在图片中,在电视中看到的...雪山,日照金山,清澈安宁的海子。那一刻----我们真的爱上了它! 2011年6月又拼车走了一次川藏线,这一路沿途让人着迷的自然风光,特别到达西藏境内,它的神秘,它的自然景观的震撼,让我魂牵梦系。 回到繁忙的都市,总是不能忘怀那一抹挥之不去的记忆...在看到10月正好有飞西宁的特价机票后,毅然决定在秋季这个最美的季节---再走一次青藏线到珠峰大本营和尼泊尔。 定下机票后,就是找攻略购买装备这些,之前曾看到EBC的攻略,深深中毒于前辈们贴的照片,太壮观震撼了!特别是幻想着自己能亲临其境的走近那些雪山湖泊,感受尼泊尔自然风光的魅力,那里是蜚声世界的徒步天堂。决定了EBC之行,这也成了此次整个旅程的重中之重。针对它展开了特别的计划和准备。EBC这条徒步线路高海拔,非常具有挑战性,特别对我们这个级别的。更是...前期必须做很多功课,再次感谢坛子里的前辈们!湘西土人,行摄匆匆等....我们2人真是户外的门外汉,从没走过徒步,也从没参加过户外组织的活动。去之前俩人练习爬爬香山,菜驴就是菜驴,居然连著名的好汉坡都不知道。一次在香山碰巧赶上户外组织走香巴拉线,我们也就跟上了队伍,这才搞清原来就是香山八大处啊。在学习准备阶段又明白了很多装备上的问,这些什么-20度的睡袋,登山杖,登山鞋,快速排汗内衣,GOEXT的防水外衣,外裤以前都搞不明白的东东,通通都得备齐。谁让我们没经验呢? 在精心的准备了必备的装备后,带着对美景的憧憬启程了.... 先附上偶们的EBC行程 第1天 Luker(2840米)----Phaking(2610米) 徒步 约2小时20分钟左右 第2天 Phaking(2610米)-----Namche (3440 米) 徒步 约7小时 第3 天 Namche(3440米)-----EverstView Hotel----Namche (3440米) 约4小时 第4天 Namche(3440米)-----Dole(4200米) 徒步 约6个半小时 第5天 Dole(4200米)-----Machhermo(4470米) 徒步 约2小时40分 第6天 Machhermo(4470米)-----Gokyo(4790米) 徒步 约4小时多 第7天 Gokyo(4790米------第5湖(4990米)-----Gokyo(4790米) 徒步 约6小时 第8天 Gokyo(4790米)------Dragnag (4700米) 徒步 约2个小时 第9天 Dragnag(4700米)-------Cho La垭口(5330米)-----Dzonglha(4830米) 徒步 约7小时30分 第10天 Dzonglha(4830米)-----Lobuche(4910米) 徒步 约3小时15分 第11天 Lobuche(4910米)-----Gorap Shep(5140米)-----Kala Patthar----Gorap Shep 徒步 全天 约5个多小时 第12天 GorapShep(5140)EBC-----Gorap Shep(5140米)-----Locher(4910米) 徒步 全天约5个多小时 第13天 Locher(4910米)-----Tengboche(3860米) 徒步 7小时 第14天 Tengboche(3860米)-----Namche(3440米)-----Monjo(2840米) 徒步 约7小时 第15天 Monjo(2840米)----Luker(2840米)----- Kathmandu 徒步 约4小时多 10月中旬,出发了。到西宁的第二天去了北山寺。北山寺古称土楼观。明代称之为永兴寺,近代改称北山寺。北山寺依山面水,居高临下,上有断岩壁立,下有陡坡相连,地势险峻,气势宏伟。相传,该寺始建于汉魏时代,为“湟中古寺第一’。北山寺迄今已有二千多年的历史, 北山寺的丹霞地貌我是新手,第一次写攻略也是第一次发图,很不规范。多多鼓励哦! 10月14日中午到达青海著名的塔尔寺,从导游的介绍中了解到这里是藏密至尊宗客巴大师的出生地。塔尔寺的由来大家一定都有所了解了,就不多说了。在塔尔寺,酥油花,壁画和堆绣被誉为“艺术三绝”。酥油花手工制作的各种艺术品真的是令人感叹美妙绚烂,非常精细。小到一个花瓣一个人物的表情,都是由酥油(手工制成的黄油)调成各色颜料而制成的油塑艺术品。可惜馆内禁止拍照。 下午在参观完塔尔寺不同的殿堂返回时,看到了僧侣们席地而坐,两排对视,嘴里不停的说着什么,这边的说完,另一面的又开始,此起彼伏。后来站立起的一排又与席地坐的激烈的辨论着。很有意思。这原来就是藏密的宗教教育-----辩经。 喇嘛僧人,在学习“五部大论”的同时,还要根据自己所学的内容,举行辩论,这就是所谓的“辩经”。辩论有两种方式:一种叫“立宗答辩”,即立宗人树立一目,并以此为辩论,但他只能对对方的提问及问难加以解答,不得反问及发挥,问难的人则可以拍掌高呼,手舞足蹈;一种叫做对辩,即由两入双方互相问答。搜索了一点对辩经的注解,大家可以了解下。塔尔寺我们去时已近中午,参观时感觉不太从容,这里是很值得多花一些时间细细品味,非常有文化内涵的地方。我们去时由于没有对密宗历史特别了解也就粗枝大叶了 原计划在西宁呆4天,可以看看青海湖,塔尔寺,再适应一下2600多米的海拔。但计划赶不上变化,最早有西宁到西藏的火车也是17日,也就很悠闲了。16日报了个青海湖一日游,一路上经过赞布林卡,丹格尔古城,日月山等最后到达青海湖。都说去青海湖最好的季节是7,8月份,那时油菜花开漫山遍野。我们去的时候天气已经比较冷了,天空湛蓝,秋风也早已将植被吹黄,山坡上一群群的牛羊悠游的吃着草。真是有天苍苍,野茫茫,风吹草低现牛羊的意境。这时右手的远处显现出一条蓝色的银带在展开,展开....青海湖!我们来了!回复 有情有义有兄弟 的帖子来了,来了,我码字有点慢。好饭不怕晚嘛 秋天的青海湖又有另一番韵味 秋天的青海湖又有另一番韵味之前看攻略说有出租自行车的可以骑车环湖游,可能我们的季节是淡季,没有找到。其实是很想尝试骑车沿青海湖看看美丽的风景的。鸟岛也不是季节,也没有看成,这些都有丝遗憾!那几天在西宁也吃到了不少当地的特色食物。著名的莫家街是人气指数很高的食街。我们对老酸奶的评价顶高,到现在还是很怀念!呵呵...吃货当然不能少了尝试吃各种美食,个人对炮仗(小吃),烤肋,酿皮,还有一种放羊汤的粥都感觉不错。街上的当地小吃看到本地人多的你尽管进去,一定不会错,个人觉得比莫家街,网上传的几家不差,甚至还好。 17日晚终于坐上了上海到拉萨,途径西宁的火车。本应该1950到站的晚点到20点45。清晨火车才开到格尔木,天渐渐亮起来。 沿途经常可以看到的黄羊,野驴,但一路并没看到藏羚羊。这是透过车窗抢拍的野驴。 火车过了玉珠峰就是可可西里无人区时,看到最多的就是野生的羚羊。在行驶在海拔5千多米的唐古拉山口,这段身体还真是有高反的感觉。列车进入西藏那曲地区后,沿途的自然风光更是不时让我惊叹!远处的湛蓝的天空和雪白的山峦形成了鲜明对比,成群的牦牛悠闲的吃着草,高低起伏的一坨坨的草甸和倒影是我的最爱!在那里美丽的错那湖和藏北草原。是那么近!那么美i!错那湖是和青藏铁路距离最近的湖泊。真的很庆幸选择乘火车到拉萨,有一路的美景相伴! 到达拉萨火车站了。找到预定的酒店住下。酒店外就是拉萨河,在太阳岛上。19日我们今天的任务是尽快找到一起拼车到珠峰大本营尼泊尔的同路人。从酒店出发,一路闲散的走到了大昭寺附近。又回到几曾相识的地方,那雄伟的布达拉宫,那蔚蓝蔚蓝的天空,那转着转经筒虔诚的信徒,那飘动的经幡,还有那匍匐在地的每一次叩头...那段时间总在脑海中涌动的画面是真的又一次显现在眼前?真的有些恍惚.... 喜欢这些人物 六月份雨季到大本营就遗憾的没揭开珠峰神秘的面纱,这次来我们是抱定一定要膜拜我们心中的女神的!但因为是淡季,有很多人并不去珠峰大本营,而是直接从拉萨到樟木,拼到既去珠峰大本营又去樟木的人还真不是很容易。而且我们去的前几天珠峰下了雪,路也不好走,有些师傅因为危险也不想去要价很高。八朗学的班觉----人真不错!不但帮我们找合适的同伴,还在包4500车子事上给了最大优惠。心里特别感激!第二天我们如愿的找到了一起拼车的人,还是两个漂亮的MM。期待已久的我的珠峰,尼泊尔之行序幕终于拉开了。 10月21日的早晨,这个期盼已久的日子,我们怀着憧憬和敬畏之情就要近距离的膜拜心中的女神了。在浓郁的藏族歌声中拉萨在渐行渐远。车子在盘转的山道上急促的行驶着。司机是个腼腆的藏族小伙子,名叫扎西,不太会说汉话,我们说什么问什么他总是回答是的,是的,那人品相当的好...(这是经过几天接触大家一致公认的,后面会提到)秋的景致对一年四季都是美景的西藏更是添彩!至少这是我个人的大爱。6月的夏,鲜花绿草使大地充满生机,总使我觉得有点招摇,秋又有它别一番的意境,湛蓝的天空,金黄的叶子挂满树枝,随风摇曳,田地里的青稞收割成跺透着丰收的喜悦,远处的赭石色土黄色的山峦层叠交替变化万千,透着给人一种厚重和沧桑。 推开酒店的窗户,面对的是拉萨河 启程的天气并不尽如人意,天阴沉沉的,心中不时叨念着六字真言,唵嘛呢呗咪吽,唵嘛呢呗咪吽,乞求老天再给一次机会吧。到达羊湖时远处还是阴云密布,虽然还是没有看到传说中那一抹惊艳的绿色飘带,但羊卓雍错湖还是让我们兴奋的跳跃呼喊.... 天气要是好,它得多美...继续赶路。过了羊湖车子虽然一直沿着它走但慢慢的一路向下。沿途除了苍凉的土色山脉和看着蓝色的湖水,不时会跳出一片片红色的草滩,太喜欢了。一车的人都在赞叹着。真的不是没追求,是这些色彩组合在一起----养眼啊!走过了羊湖就到了卡罗拉冰川。这次看到秋天里的卡罗拉冰川感觉太过沉闷了,也许是没有蓝天的映衬使它过于厚重。这是同年6月时 看到的卡罗拉冰川,秋季看到栅栏也竖起来了,真的是圈地运动!离开卡罗拉后车子又经过那镶嵌在山谷中的绿飘带,虽然只有透过云层的阳光,但还是给平静的水面增加了更浓的绿意,它静静的,不见一丝波澜。我不能断定这是不是依然是美丽的羊湖?还是满拉水库?车子再启动就开到了江孜县的白居寺。偶们参观了这座藏传佛教的萨迦派、噶当派、格鲁派3大教派共存的一座寺庙,塔中有寺、寺中有塔,寺塔天然浑成,寺塔内有保存相当完好、难以数计的精美壁画和造像。 白居寺里白居塔的十万壁画佛像也是非常有名的,这个塔每一层都有若干佛堂,每间内都有很精美的壁画和雕工精美的佛像。塔有九层,高达32米多,有77间佛殿、108个门、神龛和经堂等。殿堂内绘有十余万佛像,因而得名十万佛塔。它内部的楼梯也很特殊,有些是需要你耐心找找的。这是白居塔 寺院中酥油灯总是给我一种空灵的宁静,它带给我们这些尘世中的路人,一丝片刻的安宁。从白居寺出来,就一路向日喀则进发了。傍晚到达,入住的酒店居然是几个月前的同一家。([
前言 从西藏回来已经是第六天了,每晚我静静地守在电脑前,阿里的美景一遍遍从我脑海闪过,我确信自己无法敲出来一个字,我不是作家,不知道该如何来描述这西藏大北线。资料认真查过,相关美文仔细看过,都迥异于我对西藏的理解,该怎样去描述······? 一闭上眼,就仿佛置身于大北线上那种无法形容的辽阔,无法名状的孤寂,那种大美······他们溶进我的血液里,我象喝了酒一样-----醉了! 就像当年一夜之间爱上户外一样,没有什么理由,爱上西藏,是在走过大北线之后,同样也没什么理由,我想那应该是一种心灵的呼唤吧!我属于盲从一族,只有在“从”了之后,才慢慢品出一点点的味道,回味他的香醇。 大北线的路上,我经常受到龙老大的教导,不知天文,不熟地理,中国地图上除了知道山西的图形像个蚕蛹不会搞错外,其他省份一概迷茫的一塌糊涂。每每龙老大给我恶补地理知识的时候就像老道的厨子报菜名一样如数家珍:这是什么什么川,那是什么什么河,终了,我还是一头雾水,他就会恨铁不成钢地戳着我的笨脑壳叹息:你呀你~~!学那点东西,全还给老师了!我也恨不得把龙老大脑子里那些个上知天文下知地理的脑组织抠出来塞进自己的笨脑壳里。我想,我脑子里总不会都是浆糊吧! 几天前,我到过天堂,这一点,我是肯定的······ 7月23日,进藏前综合症 一晚上似睡非睡。530,地球人全在睡觉,我却摸到卫生间里刷完牙,又爬回床上,女儿睡的正酣,丝毫不觉。600,又爬起来,洗脸,再把出行用的东西照单查一遍,确定没有遗漏,回到床上躺着,刚闭上眼,又想起一件事,再溜下床,到阳台上把家里所有的花挨个浇了一遍,这才折回卧室躺倒,一抬眼,老公倚在房门口,满脸疑惑的看着我:你这一大早跟只耗子一样窜来窜去,还让不让别人睡了?不就是去个西藏麽,至于吗?!我懒得和他辩解,翻个身,睁着眼睛,思考着我的西藏之行,毫无睡意。 一上午的时间,我把背包里的东西翻腾了一十八遍,弄得满客厅都是,反反复复问歪躺在沙发上看电视的老公,这个东东用不用带,那个东东能不能派上用场?他有一声没一声,毫无诚意地随意哼着。问也是白问!我恨得牙根痒痒,哪天非休了你不可!1100老公出门买了几袋饺子,正要下锅,我问他啥牌子的,他说是“滚蛋”牌的,吃完滚蛋!我笑喷!滚蛋牌的?明明是“思念”牌的吗! 吃完饺子,时间还早,说好了中午120火车站集合,这时间咋就和停住了一样呢?我在一秒一秒的数着,不过,一想到马上就可以肆意享受十五天的自由生活,我就禁不住心花怒放!好不容易挨到110,开拔!我迫不及待的上包,老公说,快走吧!快走吧!你再不走,我就神经了!! 到了车站,卸下我和我的大背包,老公便迫不及待的毫无留恋的快乐的扬长而去!去享受他十几天没我存在的自由生活-----撂下一句:彻底给点自由,没什么事别打电话啊,贵巴巴的! -------我崩溃! 尽管我的背包减了又减,还是大的惊人,一看到堆在火车站前亲亲儿的兄弟姐妹们,我就知足了,他们都是重装备双包!还长枪短炮挂了满肩。专员来相送,提了个二十斤重的大西瓜,让我们路上解渴,真是万分感谢! 龙老大,上校,大夫,智老师(游侠百合),呆宝宝,郭队,采风,还有送行的阿呆,我,不丁姗姗来迟,屁股后面还跟着送行的胖子,一个都不能少!全到齐了。 呆呆送宝宝,胖子送不丁,送的人儿脸上也见不到一点点恋恋不舍,反而挂着急不可待的笑容,天哪!又是两个重获自由的家伙! 候车室,由于激动过度,在龙老大的英明决定下亲自指挥失误,一干人马还没出太原就侯错了车,差点上了相反方向的车次。下午220太原到北京的D2010次动车开始检票,最怕出门把我丢了,紧紧跟上前面两头驴,跟着跟着,不对呀!咋嘴里叽里咕噜冒出来的是英语呀!抬眼一看,跟错了,是两头美国背包驴!一回头,龙老大和亲亲儿的兄弟姐妹都泰然自若地坐在原地没动窝呢!我这是怎么了?出师不利呀!我觉得还是肾上腺素惹得祸。 在家,愁坏了老公 侯车室里,愁坏了龙老大 动车上,愁坏了不丁! “换坐位!换坐位!上校咱俩换换坐儿行不行?越野反了!还没到西藏就高反了”不丁恳切的求着前排的上校,上校笑笑没搭理她,龙队悠悠的看看腕上的海拔表“现在海拔是-80,是低反。 我兴奋的笑神经不可名状发挥着巨大作用,有一句没一句的说着毫不着调的话,折磨着自己,也折磨着身边每一个人哭笑不得。下午四点多,我终于安静下来迷迷糊糊的睡着了,一睁眼,北京到了。 二丫接站,把我们幸福了个稀里哗啦,嘻嘻!有人给拎包,有人给安排饭饭,此时大夫和智老师像两只蜗牛背着重重的壳赶来汇合,一个目的,为了蹭饭呗!嗯,不错丫!丫不错!-----我们很受用哦,一点也不内疚,我们已经习惯了劫富济贫,习惯了,二丫也习惯被黑色会的老老小小打劫,这是一件很幸福的事业呦。北京西旁不远处的李先生牛肉面吃了个舒坦,吃完幸福坐着聊,店家捧出好茶泡上,喝着!坐等晚上九点,拥别可爱的丫!------坐上火车去拉萨! 北京到拉萨,九张硬卧,三上,三中,三下。不在同一车厢,经过近一个小时的折腾换铺,最终才尘埃落定,六人换到了同一包厢,布丁,郭队,上校在隔过去的包箱。一行九人,我最瘦小,这可是吃了天大的亏!大夫一上车不由分说把我扔上了三楼,还有年龄最小不占优势的不丁,宝宝。我撅着嘴抗议,无效!没想到,在这个无比狭小的空间,我一下就被囚禁了三天R26;•8226;R26;•;•; 兴奋了一整天,当晚,在对面三层铺上呆宝宝悉悉索索的鼓捣声中我睡着了,半夜又迷迷糊糊的醒来,发现车停了,已经习惯了列车晃荡荡的摇着睡,真是郁闷!低头问老大,说到了河北高邑了,不管它,接着睡。7月24日,无可奈何的铁路线 大早醒来,窗外一瞄,吓了一跳!硕大的站牌赫然写着----河北高邑,敢情这火车自打停了一步没挪!!问大夫,我们泥石流了!我们还没出河北。车厢里很闷,我的心也很闷••••226;•一整天的时间,走走停停,外面风景很烂,懒得去看。吃饭,睡觉,憋的厉害了就像猴子一样荡下一楼走走,车厢里挪到哪都是挨肩擦背的人。到了晚上,车又哼哼唧唧停在宝鸡,跑去问列车员,是山洪冲垮了铁路桥,正在抢修,这一停就是十几个小时。在滞留的共一十八个小时里,人类绝对不会像低智商的猴子那样上窜下跳,而是自得其乐,扎堆闲聊,打扑克,听教授级的人物讲人生,讲社会学,串门听邻家母女讲成长的故事,反正人们是一刻也没有浪费时间,我们的车厢里也聊的不亦乐乎,爆笑声不断!而且座位特别紧张,你不刻意占座位,就只有把在门口听的份了。7月25日福祸相依,大美就在眼前 龙老大总是戳我的脑门儿时有原因的,说我对山西那块蚕蛹比较熟悉,我还真有点惭愧,准确点说,我是一个方向感差到极点的人,曾经好几次在家门口方圆一公里之内迷路过N回,有一次还电话叫了救援,后被传为笑谈。其实,火车是穿过什么省什么市,什么地区,到达我知道的地名,我是真的一概不知。 上午850,火车到达天水,离兰州不远了,窗外的景色瑞丽悦目起来,渐渐呈现出藏区前的高原地貌,人们纷纷去取相机,大夫从行李架上取了相机下来,踩了下面布丁的脚趾,大夫没道歉,还文绉绉的告诉布丁,你的脚太大了,我帮你修理成三寸金莲。简直没天理了!布丁气的哇哇大叫,让智老师管管她丈夫。 火车两旁大片大片金黄的油菜花,大片大片浪漫紫的薰衣草,大片大片绿色的麦田,大片大片湛蓝的天空,星星点点的马群,偶而红顶白墙的矮屋,在眼前闪过,远处海天一色的青海湖上白白的云朵,形成美丽无比的调色板,激起车厢里这群光影美景的痴迷者一声声惊呼,还有那光线!阳光透过纯净的空气,穿过白云的缝隙流泻在这明快的土地上,影一片,晴一片,景色十分旖旎!随着火车的行进,聚集的内地村落渐渐地消失,到处是散居的红房顶和帐篷,金黄和绿色多起来,牦牛多起来,经幡多起来,第一次亲眼看到经幡,我们和西藏的距离在逐渐缩短,西藏的气息越来越浓,我眼里竟有一点点湿润!别人在忙着咔咔嚓嚓的记录美景,我却望着车窗外发呆。火车上拍的麦田 7月26日 淡定,淡定 早上六点,到达安多,望望窗外,叫起其他人,一下全惊呆了,云和山巅正在瞬息万变着,人们大呼小叫的抢着自己的单反,长焦,广角,一阵骚乱,我们这节车厢全沸腾了,惊得我不知道该干什么了,人们从我身旁挤来撞去,宝宝,智老师,采风,大夫,老大撞得我站不住脚,我只有迅速攀上三楼躲起来,真不知道该怎么形容这群疯子!两个钟头后我才溜下来,一低头看见智老师一只脚趿拉着一只宝宝的拖鞋,另一只光着脚。再看宝宝的脚上,更可笑!一只脚上穿着我的凉鞋,另一只穿的是自己的凉鞋,我左脚上穿的是智老师的另一只拖鞋,右脚根本就找不到鞋穿!哎!全疯了!此时,已到达西藏那曲地区,海拔达到了4500米以上,晚点使我们错过了可可西里,确意外捕捉到了那曲藏北草原大美的晨光和念钦唐古拉雪山,格拉丹东雪峰那雄美身姿!这群疯子一边没命的按着快门儿,老大兴奋的喋喋不休,采风和智老师嘴里还不停地念叨着:淡定!淡定!我真是佩服。我们的这个包厢简直乱得没办法下脚了,布丁和郭队不是过来瞅瞅,然后蹙着眉头抛下一句:这包厢里的女人都是邋遢婆姨!天哪,碍我什么事?!车厢里其余旅客此时正在和高原反应坐着殊死的斗争,我们的人,哈哈!没事8226;̶6;••••如梦如幻 初见拉萨 7月26日 初见拉萨,神秘的情人 经轮每转一圈,就离天堂更近一些,车轮每转一圈,就离拉萨更近一些。在这趟西藏旅游专列运行多年首次晚点达十八个小时之后,我们终于在26日中午1245分踏上了拉萨的土地,揭开了他她神秘的面纱。 走出拉萨车站,天气很好,真正呼吸到了西藏第一口清新稀薄的空气,有点甜甜的,怪怪的,该是酥油的味道,这里离太阳很近,应该还有太阳的味道! 像我们这样的背包客在拉萨人看来不足为奇,拉萨现在是个以旅游为主的城市,各地的游客都在这个季节涌向这里,包括户外爱好者和摄影爱好者,就像后来阿里大北线上的司机小李说的那样,西藏是多数人的梦想,少数人的天堂。站在这块土地上不是每个人都可以看到人间天堂,除了机遇,运气之外,你还需要用你纯净的心灵去打开天堂之门,他才会给你丰厚的回馈! 来藏之前,西藏这个地方对我而言只是个神秘的名词,我向往,但似乎遥不可及,此时此刻,我却幸福的站在了这里,有点云里雾里,感谢大夫和此次相伴出行的兄弟姐妹,大家的坚持才有了我坚定地假期,没有大家的推波助澜,我此刻应该还囚在我的办公室里凭空向往。 在火车站留了影,九个人分到三辆出租直奔市区,此次的义务领队大夫在半个月前已经联系好住处----暮野青年旅社,这是拉萨唯一坐落在拉萨八廓古城核心保护区内的青年旅舍,也就是8264驴友大本营,价格便宜,这是个藏式四合院,房顶挂满了风马旗,这里没有星级服务,但他可以为你提供自已动手,丰衣足食的设施,如自己洗洗衣服,做做饭,自己亲手在人家白白的墙上涂涂鸦,让每一位来到拉萨的驴友有一个可以释放自己的第三空间。几百面来自全国各地户外俱乐部赠送的旗,上面满了一个个主人好朋友们的名字,每一位来到这里的驴友都可以找到自己熟悉的志、熟悉的名字,倍感亲切,暖到心里的阳光、五颜六色的风马旗、满院飘香的菜香和酒香……暮野驴舍是主人喜力独具匠心的杰作, 一个用理想堆积的精神家园;一个绝对理想主义者的家、驴友的家…… 进门一楼拐角处,我看到了山西霞客行户外俱乐部的会旗,出身霞客行户外的我们,倍感亲切。 十一张床的“珠峰大本营”温馨干净的大屋,承揽了我们一路的疲惫, 褪去一身的尘埃,在舒适中小憩一会儿。中午就在暮野顶层的天台餐厅解决了午饭,敞开式的布局,简单、粗放、民族化的装饰,让人心情放松。布丁点的随意,饭菜非常可口,秀色可餐的是居然抬眼看到不远处巍峨伫立的布达拉,这是一种幸福,还是一种感动? 下午休整,不做具体安排,原则:尽量少活动,多睡,预防高反。一连坐了三天的火车,都疲惫了,大家不约而同的选择了睡午觉。出门三天了,我都没上过厕所,不知道是不是属于高反范畴,趁大家睡的香,我溜出驴友之家,到街上逛逛,顺便买药。高反,没有想象中那么严重吗,我轻轻松松逛了江苏路,找到一家药店买了药,返回暮野,整个家园都静悄悄的,我到一楼服务吧拿了一只字笔,在二楼楼梯拐弯处,信手涂鸦了一番,回屋睡觉! 晚上,仍足不出户解决了晚饭,喝着啤酒,遥看着神秘的布达拉,那种惬意!原本打算和传说中的布达拉又一次非常正式的会见,却没想到在这里和他不期而遇。暮野餐厅遥望布达拉晒晒装备 7月27日 走近布达拉 暮野提供免费早餐,馒头、咸菜、稀饭。义务财务总监(还未正式任命)布丁今天犒赏三军,特嘱咐大厨给每人加一份煎蛋,她自己却吃了人家三个馒头、四碗稀饭、五碟咸菜、外加一听拉丁鱼罐头、一个煎蛋!愁得人家暮野餐厅的小伙只掉眼泪,咋跟人家店主喜力交待呀! 9:30兵分两路,曾经来过拉萨到过布宫的龙队、上校、郭队去参观西藏博物馆,大夫,智老师、布丁、采风、宝宝、还有我六个人去参观布宫。 布达拉一直存在着,从小到大一直听说着,却没怎么做过功课。没有理性的认识,只有感性的理解,我是个靠感觉大于靠理性分析事物的人,绝大多数的时候,我的感性判断非常靠谱。身边的人经常说我是先知,也就是先感再知,等我触摸到他,领悟到他的神韵,我想我会更深的理解布达拉。在这里,我不想对这座宏大建筑的历史沿革、建筑特色、宗教渊源,文化遗产做过多的描述,那大多是网上功课的摘录袭抄,而是以我的感觉为主线,做一次情感随想。 遥看过布达拉,如今站在他的面前,仰望这座存在了一千三百年多年的“白色宫殿”,我还是感到无比震撼和由衷的惊叹!人在他面前显得如此渺小,他不仅神秘,他还有种巍然气势使你对他顶礼膜拜,宗教的信仰在这里非常浓郁,这座依山而建的建筑是公元7世纪松赞干布为迎娶文成公主而兴建的规模宏大的宫堡,他到底具有怎样的魔力,诱使人们如此着迷? 入口处十分严格的安全检查之后。我们拾级而上,还没等我抬眼望个全貌,只听见“噗通---哐!”的一声,布丁首先一个扎扎实实的响头磕了下去,不是吧!这可不是五台山,这可是藏传佛教,再说了,这头不是这个磕法!布丁揉着自己的膝盖满脸委屈:奶奶的!摔死我了,看来前世是造孽了,一进门就让我磕这麽大一个头,我的相机!!!旁的游客认真的说:磕的好!磕的好!磕了就解了。没想到武功高强的不丁也有失蹄儿的时候,哈哈! 我们是经过特批的一群人,省了提前一天的预约,进门特殊的顺利,不跟团,当然也没有导游,送我们的人告诉我们只能混导游了.这儿的导游不像内地,白听讲解会不高兴,会想方设法的甩你,还是这儿的导游明理,一个人也是讲,十个人也是讲,不多我们几只耳朵!再说了,在布宫这麽人多地窄的地方,你防的过来麽?!挑长的一明快、顺眼的导游小伙儿,混!还不错,普通话过关,没口音,而且有问必答,只是有点给不上步伐,这里对他们带团导游有考核(天哪,这地方也有考核这个字眼,这让我想起单位的指考核,郁闷!)----一个小时之内,必须将团带出布宫,否则取消下次带团进宫的资格。我们这群没组织的闲散人等,只能多混几任导游了。进入白宫,视线一下变得昏暗,酥油的味道浓烈到窒息,仿佛进了不见天日的迷宫,宫外阳光明媚,光和热气被西域特有的牦牛毛制成的挂帘隔开,人很多,中国游客,外国游客,藏人。我被这第三种人深深感动着,他们着传统藏装,神情专注,头脑里装着不可亵渎的神灵,虔诚而忘我。他们携儿带女,大多千里迢迢远道徒步而来,手里捧着纯纯的酥油,向他们心中至高无上的神灵奉上自己执着的信仰,这种虔诚的气氛相互感染着,没有民族之分,没有国界之分!布宫又通过建筑艺术体积的无限夸张和极度渲染,布局的强烈对比和互相陪衬,尽情表现了佛法神威,告诫人们,惟有超脱尘世,皈依佛门,才是通向天国的境地。不同角度看布宫 进入殿堂,南壁玻璃罩内的那枚代表权势的神秘手印让我印象颇深,据史料记载:1682年五世达赖喇嘛圆寂后,摄政第巴226;桑结嘉措为了让工程顺利进行,将五世达赖喇嘛圆寂的消息秘不发丧长达13年之久。因此,公元1693年布宫重建工程结束后,落成纪念碑只得以无字碑的形式出现。而今天人们到布宫朝拜、参观,大多会从这块地处红山脚下的无字碑开始他们游历的步伐。还有至今未设灵塔的六世达赖喇嘛:红宫主体为达赖喇嘛的灵塔殿和佛殿。一世至四世达赖喇嘛的灵塔分别安放在日喀则和拉萨,五世至十三世达赖喇嘛等八位的灵塔则全部安放在布达拉宫的红宫里。布达拉宫里唯一保留有六世达赖喇嘛遗迹的地方,是他曾经的寝宫——德丹吉殿。缘何如此,据称是这位被誉为“情歌圣手”的活佛其时争议颇多。 六世达赖喇嘛14岁时入主布达拉宫,传闻他始终未能忘情于世俗生活,并以亲身感受创作了大量诗歌。相传八阔街的玛吉阿米,就是他当年与情人幽会的地方。康熙三十二年,仓央嘉措殃及于西藏的政教斗争,被清廷废除,解送北上,传说道经今青海湖时,夜中遁去,不知所终。 当然,我不用费心布宫的历史由来,但这座用金子和珍宝筑成的宫殿确实让我惊诧不已。布宫,宫宇叠砌,迂回曲折,与山体有机地融合,昭示周而复始的规律,这是布达拉宫给人最为直接的感受。 从布宫出来,沐浴着炽烈的阳光,身上有着从未有过的轻松,仿佛将所有的罪孽在神灵面前涤荡一清,混混沌沌的进去,清清爽爽的出来,烦恼统统的不见,心轻松到可以放飞!绕着宫墙汇入街上的人流,藏人,汉人,宗教派人士,无神论者,,车水马龙在这片圣土上依旧川流不息着,我不禁心生慨叹:人如蝼蚁,却是万物之灵,改造着这个世界,也筑造着心灵的家园。到底是人创造了神,还是神创造了人?答案无从知晓。僧侣 偶是越野偶们的首领----龙老大我们的上校,是真的上校哦!这是武功高强的布丁 驱车到西郊和第二小分队汇合,在罗布林卡附近的一家川菜馆解决了午饭,下午接着逛历代达赖喇嘛的夏宫---罗布林卡公园,不过60元的门票价格不菲,这是一座宫廷式园林,绿树成荫,是历来传统藏戏及民间歌舞表演的重要场所。进园不久,就发现这是个很好的去处,环境幽静,绿树成荫,氧气充足,青青的草地诱惑着酒足饭饱的我们小憩一番,没等龙老大的号令,就卧倒了一片。这个美丽的季节,美丽的地方,不仅仅吸引着外地人,本地藏人也会携朋招友来此踏青,草地上摆上香醇的青稞酒及各种美食,就着糌粑,喝着上好的酥油茶。相互高声说一句:“扎西德勒”!如有客人到访,家庭的主妇就会端出清香可口的酥油茶,恭恭敬敬地捧到客人面前。客人不能轻意拒绝,至少要喝上三碗,喝得越多,就会被认为懂得礼貌。龙队和上校就是这个时候过去讨了人家三杯青稞酒,喝完美滋滋的砸吧着嘴坐在草地上回味! 做驴的时候,什么苦都能吃,等做回猪了,想着法儿的享受!偌大个园林,没走了多少路,没进了几座园中寺院,就想着地儿歇了,索性尽情享受一番,园中觅一清净茶社,来几壶价格便宜又味道纯正的藏式酥油茶和甜茶,坐在树下的阴凉地儿美美地品着,布丁幸福的感慨:不要太幸福呦!老大幸福地总结:喝了酥油茶,从此山不再高,路不再遥远!-----真是幸福的一天。 由于高反,食欲下降,我决定晚饭免了,早点休息,却被布丁不由分说赶上了天台,并亲自给调了一碗香喷喷的汤面,意外地勾起了我的食欲,干掉了满满一大碗! 这里的时间和内地相差近两个小时,布达拉的夜景十分壮观,晚9:30----10:30布宫整个灯火通明,在夜空的映衬下批上了一层神密的外衣,魅力十足。这群疯狂的人们,体力超乎想象,九点多,在内地已经快洗洗睡了,龙老大居然带着一支队伍,全副武装,长枪短炮,如同一群夜行军,要夜探布达拉。房间里留下了头痛的上校,胸闷的大夫,感冒的采风,浑身没劲的越野。十一点多,迷迷乎乎听见部队回来了,一个个脸上没有眉飞色舞,全都面无表情,象霜打了的茄子,我起身问:被抓了?布丁:非!老大今儿是打上鸡血了,把我们楞生生从布达拉给遛回来了,腿筋都抽了三回!我窃喜,倒头接着睡…… 大夫花絮(1)到拉萨的第一天,因大家混住一间房,大夫有点心猿意马,不肯入睡,第二天就高反 了,第二天晚上,借此契机,要求换床到美眉布丁旁边那张床上睡。 布丁:你吃了豹子胆了!? 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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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