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该贴记录本人在美国游记的点点滴滴,分享给大家,供大家欣赏,希望广大驴友强烈支持下实拍国立美国历史博物馆 这是我自己感觉最难写的一个博物馆,我最怕的是这个帖子最终变成了一堆片子,而我希望的是朋友们能和我一样,在穿越这二百多年历史的浮光掠影之后,能带着一点思考。 国立美国历史博物馆,英文全名是“The National Museum of American History”,与以前介绍的航天航空博物馆、和国立自然历史博物馆一样,是世界上最大的博物馆体系 — 史密森尼博物馆(Smithsonian Institution)下属的十六所博物馆之一,亦是美国最大的历史博物馆。国立历史博物馆位于华盛顿国家广场中段的北边,东邻以前介绍过的自然历史博物馆,南门遥对美国农业部。馆舍长175米,纵深91.5米、高36.7米,是一个白色大理石的五层建筑,总面积75万平方英尺,包括地下室、三层展厅、两层办公室和储藏室,顶层是机械动力室。我去的时候圣诞节刚过,大厅里还伫立着有两层楼高的圣诞树。 美国历史博物馆的展区有三层,一层设农业技术、交通运输、电话电信、纺织、医药等;第二层设第一夫人服饰、移民、昔日日常生活、移民发展等部门,三层设军队史、兵器、报纸、邮政、乐器、货币与纪念章、陶瓷器等部门。博物馆的宗旨是“收藏、保管和研究影响美国人民经历的物品”,展览的主是表现美国人的生活,时间从美国独立战争结束至当代,整个陈列反映了欧洲各国移民到达美洲大陆后艰苦创业,开发技术,共同努力创造一个统一的不断发展的美利坚合众国的历史。与一般的历史博物馆不同,美国历史博物馆的展品不是按年代和地区陈列的,而是按专,这与美国历史的短暂及藏品博杂很有关系。 新近开放了为911专辟的展区:911-历史的见证。在那里,人们可以看到前纽约市长朱利安尼在纪念活动中带过的帽子、来自各地的义务工作者在救援活动中使用过的工具、纽约警车残骸以及无数的图片与故事等,这些物品,忠实记录着那一震惊世界的事件,更提醒人们对生命的尊重与生存的意义。这是被攻击的美国五角大楼 9月11日那天飘扬的旗帜。 星条旗馆区是必须看的,那里有1812年第二次对英战争中飘扬在麦克亨利堡上空的长14米,宽10米的大星条旗。 美国总统展区有很多实物,包括:美国第一任总统华盛顿的制服、戴过的假发和使用过的佩剑、杰佛逊起草《独立宣言》时用过的办公桌、杰佛逊使用过的圣经、林肯的帽子、卢瑟福总统的广播话筒等。· · 反映美国服饰的展厅里以白宫室内布置为背景,塑有自玛莎·华盛顿以来历届美国第一夫人穿着礼服的蜡像,成为200年美国贵妇人服饰演变的史料展示。· 我最喜欢的是肯尼迪夫人的礼服,简约却唯美,透着十足的品位,某种程度上解释了为什么她曾经会是最受上流社会男人追捧的女人。 奥巴马夫人的礼服在我看来只是一件普通的晚礼服,从礼服上可以判断,第一夫人的个子真的是好高哟。· 顺时针:林肯夫人、卢瑟福夫人、卡特夫人、和艾森豪威尔夫人的礼服。 对战争史有兴趣的游客可以在第三层参观关于越战、炮舰、西点军校、以及冷战时期的陈列。这里还有货币、纪念章、防止品、印制品的展览。这是南北战争时候火炮实物。 左:1838年Spencer发明的显微镜。右上:1844年摩尔电码电报机键。右下:1888年柯达制作的第一台照相机。 左上:1926年的1401蒸汽机模型。左下:1897年史蒂芬·巴隆制造的四轮轻型汽车。右:1846年Elias Howe发明的缝纫机。 左:1965年贝尔直升机为美国军方制作的Huey65-10091,1966年参与了对越作战。右:星球大战制片人George Lucas制作的机器人角色R2-D2.在实际的电影中,这两个机器人是穿着服装的演员扮演的。 左:拳王阿里的拳击手套和毛巾外披。右上:著名现代爵士乐圆号师 Dizzy Gillespie 在1972年-1985年间演奏使用的号,这圆号的扭曲处原本是偶然事故造成的,但他发现这样的演奏效果更好。右下:迈克尔·杰克逊的帽子。 左上/右上:电影《绿野仙踪》(The Wizard of OZ)里女主角穿的那双著名的红宝石鞋。左下:狮子王的面具。右下:著名卡通剧最早的模型。顺时针:史上最著名的棒球运动员Babe Ruth名的棒球,奥运会冠军的冰鞋和体操衫。 同时还有展区展出了18世纪邮局模型、古老邮票、和民族乐器等。最后我想花点时间专门说一下这个在一层展区的历史实物:The Woolworth’s Lunch Counter (Woolworth餐馆的午餐桌,作者译)。· 在1960年,黑人还不允许坐在北卡罗来纳州Greensboro市 F.W.Woolworth 饭店的午餐桌子上吃饭,那时,种族的不平等在美国南方还是司空见惯的事情,不论是在饭馆、卫生间、和其他公共场所,黑人都被“Jim Crow”这种族不平等的条理制约,无法获得平等的选举、租房、甚至外出就餐的权利。 1960年2月1日,四个黑人大学生来到这里、坐下、然后礼貌地点午餐,他们的要求被拒绝了,并被勒令离开,但是他们一直坚持坐在那里,这种被动和平的反抗方式点燃了美国年轻人中挑战种族不平等运动的战火,成百的学生、民权组织、教堂和社区的人员逐渐加入抗议,和Woolworth 饭店持续对峙了六个月。1960年7月25日,饭店最终不得不妥协,废除了种族隔离的规定。 国立美国历史博物馆展示了美国不同时期历史的演进过程,从南北战争、美国工业革命,到科学的进步历程,美国史上的点点滴滴都有包含。浏览其中,仿佛走入历史的画卷,在了解一代代移民艰苦创业、体验人文与科技的演变之余,你也许会更深地体会到,浩如星海的历史并非仅仅由大事组成,每一次历史变革都起源于我们普通百姓自己的争取和努力,每一个普通人也时时刻刻在创造着历史,也许因此,你会对生活和生命增添更多的期待和热爱吧。你看你看它们的眼钱塘湖春行白居易孤山寺北贾亭西,水面初乎云脚低。几处早莺争暖树,谁家新燕啄春泥。乱花渐欲迷人眼,浅草才能没马蹄。最爱湖东行不足,绿杨阴里白沙堤。 前两天贴了一组“乱花渐欲迷人眼”的图片,突然就想起了这组马的片子,好像只有配到一起才能对得起白翁。这组片子答应朋友很久了,要周末了,翻出来轻松一下。 曾有个朋友去新墨西哥州旅行,在沙漠地带拍到一群野马,很剽悍、很漂亮,让我很羡慕。我们山里也常看得到野马,貌似和鹿一样,已经基本上不怕人了。· 弗吉尼亚有很多牧场上经营着种马场,主要是配种生殖参加赛马比赛的公马,也允许人去参观,那里有很多漂亮的马,我惊异的是它们看人的眼神,那里面有着一种审视和警觉。([]
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以后再也不虐了! 2010年国庆节期间,在泸沽湖稻城亚丁徒步的路上,当我一次次离开队伍溜进路边的小树林痛苦地拉肚子的时候,当我一次次地抚摸我那疼痛的左腿膝盖的时候,当我浑身酸软无力迈着沉重的双腿疲惫地一步步地向前蹭的时候,我恨恨地一遍遍地对自己说:以后再也不虐了!是的,以后再也不虐了! 我要好好地爱护好我的膝盖,以使自己还能多玩几年户外。我要好好地爱护我的身体,以使自己能尽情地享受这日益美好的物质文化生活。我要多走些休闲性的线路甚至是些旅游景点,多一些闲适,少一些风吹日晒…… 可是,当我翻过邛引村后的垭口突然发现那将山坡染得彤红一片的楸树的时候,当我到达当天的营地晒着太阳喝着咖啡看漫天云卷云舒的时候,当我在亚丁的草海留连忘返找个安静的小山坡眯上眼睛打盹的时候,当我在稻城前往香格里拉的路上眼前突然出现那红得像簇簇火焰的狼毒花的时候,当我在电脑前一遍遍翻看此行拍的所有照片的时候,我禁不住又怯怯地想: 以后…以后…再也不虐了? 第一章双流机场:有缘的人会再相见 “老史!” 9月21日晚,成都双流机场人来人往。我身后背个大包,胸前背个小包,再挂个单反,全副武装地走向机场出站口。出站通道很像是一个T型台,三面挤满了来接站的人。场面那是相当滴隆重和火爆。当然,他们不是来接我的…… 就在我昂首挺胸地向前进时,那个细细的很清脆的女声突然在我耳畔响起。扭头一看,有点不敢相信,指点着她的鼻子说:“怎么是你啊?!” 这个女子是土豆。今年端午节,我们刚刚一起走了莲花湖-伍须海的徒步穿越。 和土豆的相识很有戏剧性。 那一天,我像个巡海的夜叉一般在论坛闲逛的时候,土豆加了我的QQ,问我她明明发了一个AA约伴的帖子,怎么居然给她转到商业版块了。 我连忙申明这事不是我干的(坏事一般都不是我干的),因为我只有转出帖子的权限,但没有转进帖子的权限。 后来经过了解,我也专门进了她的QQ群了解情况,她确实发的是AA制活动。于是,就向AA版块的版主说明了一下,将帖子重新给她转到了AA版。 只是我这一加进她的群,就上了贼船。 土豆的征伴帖,目的地是莲花湖-伍须海徒步。他们在群里聊线路,聊攻略,我看着看着,就上钩了,决定报名。但结果,土豆和我,一个领队,一个副领队,皆因为某些原因没有成行。 冬去春来。某一日我偶然打开了早就屏蔽的那个群时,发现他们又在讨论那条线路。原来土豆和一帮朋友又决定今年端午节再相约走这条线路。土豆说,老史,你也一块吧,正好五缺一呢。我说好! 2010年的端午节,我们驴友6人,在莲花湖-伍须海徒步穿越中,走过了一条难忘的线路,度过了难忘的几天。特别是在黑漆漆的塔公草原上,在风中雨中,在泥泞中,我们并肩战斗,一路连推带拉带拽,终于和那辆苦命的面包车一起在凌晨时分顺利回到了康定县城。 “你怎么在这里啊?”我对突然出现在双流机场欢迎人群中的土豆感到非常惊讶。我知道她肯定不是因为欢迎我才出现在这里。 在此之前的MSN上交流中,土豆说要去尼泊尔。而她的男友ROFFEE,我们莲花湖-伍须海穿越的队友,则要独自骑行川藏线。而就在我这次出行前,土豆听说我要去徒步泸沽湖稻城亚丁,还专门把在亚丁一重要岗位工作的朋友的电话告诉了我,告诉我如果在亚丁有什么事情处理,她朋友肯定会帮忙摆平。 土豆刚从上海飞到成都,在双流机场都没来得及出机场大厅。她提前赶到,然后在此接ROFFEE。遗憾的是,ROFFEE明明从2号通道出来,她却误跑到了1号通道。于是,该接的人没接到,不该接的人却接上了…… 于是一起等ROFFEE。 在此期间,经数次通话,终于和前来接我的本次泸沽湖稻城亚丁徒步队友老铁棍接上了头——他跑到2号通道去了。 几个月没见,和土豆、ROFFEE在双流机场的不期而遇,让我们都又惊又喜。要知道,我们三人初次见面,就是在双流机场。 因为老铁棍开车来机场接我,要直接拉我去郫县,而ROFFEE的自行车不方便携带,我们只好遗憾话别。 在去郫县的路上,我给同走莲花湖-伍须海的老相发了条手机短信,说我在双流机场居然遇到土豆和ROFFEE了。老相回复道:缘份呐 第二章 关于老铁棍这个人 老铁棍,土生土长的四川人。包工头。 此次泸沽湖稻城亚丁徒步,我们给老铁棍起了个绰号:万人迷。 另外,徒步过程中我们给老铁棍一个集体的评价:包工头不可怕,就怕包工头有文化。 老铁棍“万人迷”的绰号是我们到达亚丁景区后封给他的。 经过8天的风吹日晒,我们个个灰头土脸,脸色黝黑。老铁棍更是8天没洗过脸,满脸的晒伤。但他喜欢笑,一笑就露出两个小酒窝和一嘴大牙。河北的猫就说:老铁棍,我现在发现你的牙真白啊! 饶是如此,当我们背着大包穿行在亚丁景区的人流中时,老铁棍还是被一个美女给拦了下来。“帅哥,你背的包好大哦,我好佩服你哦。明天能带偶去卡斯地狱谷不?” 老铁棍连忙把墨镜一推推到了额头上,两眼放光、满脸堆笑地说:“好哦好哦,我们明天就去哦!”我敢打赌,当时他连卡斯地狱谷在哪都不知道! 在荒草野岭里走了8天,那形象说实话不太上镜。但在这样的情况下还能被美女给盯上,我等一干人等既忌妒又羡慕。老铁棍很牛逼地低头微微一笑对我们说:“哥这叫沧桑,知道不?” 于是,大家集体授予老铁棍一个绰号:万人迷。 不仅美女喜欢万人迷,男人也喜欢他,当然也喜欢他的一手好厨艺。如果我们这次要评选什么什么最佳人气奖的话,那最佳得主肯定非老铁棍莫属。 和社会上传说的包工头不一样,老铁棍是个很豪爽仗义的人。 本来老铁棍决定在家过完中秋节再出发和大家集合,因为我们原计划订的是26号从泸沽湖出发。但我想在泸沽湖环湖徒步,决定提前到达泸沽湖等待大部队,而不是和别的队友一样全部在丽江集合。老铁棍是成都人,有他同行我肯定会方便很多。所以我忽悠老铁棍22号晚上和我一起从成都火车出发去西昌,然后再转汽车去泸沽湖。老铁棍立马答应了。后来我才意识到22号是中秋节感觉不好意思。 我俩确定好行程后,老铁棍提前买下了从成都出发去西昌的卧铺车票。但很惭愧地向我道歉,说没买到软卧,只有硬卧车票了。我差点被雷翻。问:你是新驴吧?老铁棍鄂然说:你怎么知道?我说你居然还要坐软卧! 老铁棍确实是个不折不扣的新驴,泸沽湖稻城亚丁,这条我梦寐多年的徒步线路,居然是他的入门线路。唉,这世道,变化太快了…… 我曾经问老铁棍为什么会对户外感兴趣。老铁棍说经过多年的打拼,他忽然失去了对生活应有的热情。“我和一个朋友在茶馆聊天聊了整整一个上午,聊理想,聊人生,越聊越感觉生活没什么意思,感觉对生活没啥激情了。一次上天涯,偶然发现了这个出行约伴的帖子,感觉这样的活动不错,就报名了。”老铁棍告诉我。 虽然老铁棍对户外的事情不太懂,但丝毫没影响他对团队的热情。他专门买了两本类似《户外圣经》一类的书装在了背包里,打包时就拿出书来比对着看,一边看一边问我对不对。他不仅把我在成都的行程包括吃住玩安排得滴水不漏,而且以自己的热情、体力还有风趣幽默,得到了大家的普遍赞同。以致于团队按原计划在稻城解散后,大部分队友都跟他一起包车回成都了。 所以大家在路上感慨地说:包工头不可怕,就怕包工头有文化! 这个包工头虽然有文化,但他的四川话讲得和唱歌一样好听,普通话可就不敢恭维了。我俩在泸沽湖一块呆了三天,他担心我听不懂四川话,就努力讲普通话。记得一次租自行车时,他一遍遍地对我说:“走,先去办手术(续),办手术(续)。”我没听明白,旁边一个美女笑喷了:“帅哥,求您了,您还是讲四川话吧!” 泸沽湖稻城亚丁徒步结束后,老铁棍的感受是:无论天堂地狱,如果只是吃饱睡好到达终点,目少了,人生就会很简单。 第三章格桑花:怜取眼前人 一向年光有限身, 等闲离别易销魂。 酒筵歌席莫辞频。 满目山河空念远, 落花风雨更伤春。 不如怜取眼前人。 千年之前,北宋太平宰相晏殊端着酒杯,赏着歌舞,摇头晃脑地赋下这首词的时候,这位著名的神童不知可曾想到,他的这首词除了被世人传诵之外,精华部分还和一种美丽的花联系了起来。 这个花,便是西部高原美丽神奇的花—格桑花。“怜取眼前人”,成为格桑花的花语。 从西昌到泸沽湖,山路崎岖难行。人在车中,被颠来颠去,宛如坐轿一般。头昏脑胀之际,不经意间,路边一丛丛连片的白的、粉的、红的花跃入眼帘,自然排列组合的颜色五彩缤纷,分外绚丽。心情顿时兴奋起来。一片片的花儿沿着公路铺陈排比,让人感叹。 格桑花,美丽而不娇艳,纤细而不柔弱。当时让我又想起了小五台上的金莲花。西昌到泸沽湖路上的格桑花泸沽湖畔的格桑花格桑花,将泸沽湖畔的公路装饰成了一条彩带格桑花,将泸沽湖畔的公路装饰成了一条彩带 第四章格桑花一般美丽的女子 格桑花,在藏语中是“幸福”的意思,现在常被喻为女子。 话说9月22日晚10点,我和老铁棍一起乘火车奔西昌,早晨6点到西昌。从西昌火车站去长途汽车站,打出租要价15-20元不等。火车站广场上就是个公交车站,乘12路,一元钱,约10来分钟就到了汽车站。老铁棍先去买上了去泸沽湖的汽车票。好玄,只有不多的几张票了。西昌到泸沽湖每天只有一班汽车,上午8:40发车,8点就可以进站上车了,这样能提前放上大包。西昌火车站广场上公交的时候有扒手,需要注意。 买上车票,就去对车站对面吃早饭。在这里,居然遇到了另一支从木里穿越去亚丁的驴友。巧合的是,原来我计划跟他们的队伍,但后来因为时间不合适,退出了。居然在这巧遇。 在西昌汽车站吃早餐时,遇到了去泸沽湖旅游渡假的小周,顺手捡了,虽然是个男的。 上了汽车,老铁棍拿出地图和一本攻略之类的书,我们一起研究在泸沽湖期间的安排。确定大致行程正准备将地图收起来时,一个很动听的女声从后排传来:“帅哥,能借地图一观否?” 老铁棍回头一看,口水立马哗啦啦流了一地……美不美?美不美?这次出行,为防止晒伤,我专门带了副墨镜。没想到,墨镜还有另一个功能,不仅能防止晒伤,还能让人脸皮变厚。 戴上墨镜,再戴上有檐帽,一张脸,基本上就遮住一大半了。反正别人看不清我是谁,所以这次出行,我是逢美女便拍! 到点了,哈酒去了。想看美女的,请帮俺顶到10页以后。。。。。。谢谢昂~~~ 友情提示:我已和上面的“红妹妹”约,正式成为其经纪人。如有户外品牌商请“红妹妹”做代言人,请和我联系。 联系QQ:77586668 联系电话:~~~~~~感谢想看美女的兄弟们顶帖,美女的照片也发了。 现在,感谢想看帅哥的姐妹们顶帖。开始发衰哥的照片~~~ 传说中的老铁棍~~~ 保镖兼收队老马,我的好兄弟,下次再一块走个线路,我陪你!傻欧,我们都叫他傻鹅~~~活动召集人:绝地反击,NND,怎么追都追不上!沉稳内敛的阿甘。希望有机会真能同行西沙~~~来自内蒙古的骑士 很佩服清泉的耐力和坚韧 这些年,走过一些线路,也结识过一些驴友。无论是哪条线路,总有一些风景值得我们驻足,总有一些朋友值得我们感动。在这次泸沽湖稻城亚丁徒步的线路上,子默穿着单薄的冲锋衣怀揣着一包达利圆蛋黄派在风雨中走出营地那么远迎接我们的镜头,总是定格在我的脑海中。 子默,如果有下次,如果下次再同行,我一定再给你带烧饼!佳佳猫,在邛引村的垭口,你担心队友在垭口冻感冒,抱着一大抱冲锋衣在风中等了20分钟。虽然你抱的冲锋衣中没有我的那件,但当时还是特别感动。傻丫头啊,你担心别人经过垭口时感冒,怎么你在垭口等了20分钟就不担心你自己呢? 第五章 泸沽湖:难忘那一夜的《爱情》 到达泸沽湖镇以后,我们包车到了大嘴村的一家客栈。 安排好住宿,我们在周边走了走。客栈的饭菜比较简单,本来想吃条泸沽湖打的鲜鱼,可店老板趴在地上,撅着腚用个网兜在一个小得不能再小的水坑里捞了半天后,摇了摇头:“那条鱼哪去了呢?”晕。。。。。于是我们包车赶到相对比较繁华的洛洼村去吃晚饭。 洛洼村商业气息比较浓,恍若闹市。 饭后,租了辆自行车去看演出,但到达时已近尾声。 随后,我们决定骑自行车回大嘴村。 9月23日,农历八月十六。一轮圆月挂在天际,月光如洗。路边的草海一片朦胧,一条条猪槽船泊在岩边,仿佛置身幻境。 从洛洼到泸沽湖镇,柏油路宽阔平坦,没有陡坡,即使有坡,也是缓慢地上升和下降,非常适合骑行。 泸沽湖的夜晚非常宁静,行人也不多见。特别是下坡的时候,就那么毫无顾忌地直冲而下,很爽。 我们住宿的客栈依水而建,院子里一个茶亭,一个酒水吧,均依水而筑,平静辽阔的水面尽收眼底。 客栈的房间内是没有热水的。坐了一天的车,又骑了那么远的自行车,我便拿上水杯去酒水吧冲咖啡。 刚下楼,就听到酒水吧里传来叮叮咚咚的吉他声。循声望去,客栈的二老板,正对着电脑用心地弹吉他。 他弹的曲子我不熟悉,但回头看了看他眼前电脑屏幕上的曲目,赫然发现两个字:《爱情》。 二老板个头不高,梳着分头,戴着副黑框眼镜,留着胡须,显得又黑又瘦,脚上则拖着双拖鞋。 我说明来意,二老板放下吉他,摁下电热壶的开头后,继续面无表情地回去弹奏他的《爱情》。 我不知道二老板的经历,也不知道他为什么来这个泸沽湖畔小小的一家客栈来做所谓的“二老板”。但很显然,此刻的他正陶醉在自己的精神世界里,不以物喜,不以己悲。甚至连我伸出的大拇指,都没有个礼节性的反应。 这个酒水吧就建在泸沽湖的边上,高出水面约有半米,吧内并排放着几张因破烂而似乎很沧桑的桌子和长条椅,墙壁上则贴着一些驴友或者游客的照片。 窗外,明亮而柔和的月光下,微风轻拂,泸沽湖水面荡着层层涟渏。 一切都那么宁静,除了这低沉的吉他声,和二老板自顾自低声吟唱的《爱情》。 因时间已晚,没有客人,酒水吧内光线昏暗。我冲好咖啡,选了个离二老板有一定距离且光线更加昏暗的桌子坐了下来,临窗伏桌而坐,看着远处若隐若现的水面,发呆。 轻轻的风从一扇扇开着的窗户吹进来,细微的波声清脆而缈小。和着二老板弹奏的吉他声和低沉的歌声,突然感觉走进了一个隐居的世界。 眯上眼睛,身心感觉那么地放松。 从所谓正统和主流的角度来看,这个深夜躲在群山环绕的泸沽湖畔僻静之处客栈里一个僻静角落里自顾自弹奏自己的吉他吟唱自己的《爱情》的青年,肯定属于“垮掉的一代”。是的,他们不一定有远大的理想,也不一定有济世匡国的抱负,甚至,也不一定有现代企业家那样的事业追求。他就是那么无所事事地经营着自己的客栈——不,也不是经营,因为他对客人没有明显的热情和殷勤。他只是守着这个小小的客栈,在一个静静的月圆之夜,面对着一湖碧水,抱一把吉他,吟唱着自己的《爱情》,守护着自己的精神家园。 远方的那个女子,你是否听到了这来自遥远的泸沽湖畔的歌声? 我忽然又陷入了迷茫之中:这是心灵的颓废,还是心灵的放逐? 从小学到中学到大学,及至参加工作后,很多人一直被正统和主流的思想所灌输,所左右。我们可能有了所谓的财富,有了所谓的地位,有了所谓的事业,甚至有了一整套规范自己和规范他人的世界观和方法论,但我们的精神世界却可能一日日地开始荒芜。 那一晚,泸沽湖畔的吉他声一直响到很晚。回到房间,我始终无法入睡。那吉他声,冲击的不是耳膜,而是内心。([
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1025 哈,天公作美!背包托运,不算食物,机场称重,整整20公斤!汽车人,出发! 15:30落地,乌鲁木齐我来了!来到酒店,放下行囊,直奔超市!1900酒店门口,零队、土豆、章鱼、稻草已在门口等待,出发,乌鲁木齐架子肉!十几人的大餐,酒盏更酌,杯停狼藉,略有倦意,012 白羊篇 盛夏的并州,清凉无限。 没有星辉斑斓里放歌的豪情,只有回归自己内心的宁静和从容。 当七月中旬的博格达大转山已成为一种定格的照片,而我的内心再次又回到天堂之旅的追忆: 看着8264的置顶帖,看着零--zero版主如此之高的人气,看着一张转精彩绝伦的照片,看着“2013年6月21日博格达申遗成功,2013年7月13博格达大环首发,一个值得纪念的行程……”的致辞,身未动,心已远。 在天山的诸多主峰之中,博格达并非最高,海拔5445米,其海拔高度也仅能排名第三,然而它的名气却远在诸峰之上。博格达峰长期以来,在西部各民族的心目中,博格达是最富有神性的山峰,它一直被人们视为神灵之宅、紫气之源而加以膜拜。博格达一词就是出自蒙语,“神之居所”之意,一说为“香雪海”之意。[p=22, null, left] 博格达大环线,已于2013年3月下旬在小羊军团认证领队---零-zero的带领下全线贯通,全程历时9天,139公里,难度9+级。全程途经乌鲁木齐著名景区天池,并翻越8座达坂、途径12道冰川,其中5道全程跨越…… 重装(背负在45斤到50斤之间)九天徒步对于一个射手座的男人来说简直就是一场意外的头彩,刺激,享受,自虐,大美,挑战。。。这一切不就是我想要的么! 让我们快出发!就像小时候一样的去玩耍,常常忘记了回家!D1(7月13日):晴→短时冰雹→晴 乌鲁木齐→天池海北1955→大东沟羊圈营地2850,当日徒步13公里,海拔攀升900米,营地海拔2850米 0830 乌市新疆科技馆集合,收拾行囊整装待发! 坐在去天池的大巴上,听着零队为我们环博路线的介绍,我突然意识到自己选择了一条暴驴的不归路,看着同行五湖四海的21人面孔,听着各个英雄好汉的自我徒步经历介绍:墨脱、小五台、乌孙、狼C、夏特古道、四姑娘三峰,倜然意识到这才是自己的第二次户外露营。也许是母亲的教子有方,也许是射手座的禀赋,一向自信的我仍然兴奋与期待。 看看背上的行囊,重装出行的勇士,路人游客不时投来赞叹的眼光,不仅赞叹背负的沉重,更赞叹的是一种生活的态度与方式。 看看这四目相视的表情,想想大家焦灼的心情,维稳期间气罐不许进山,没见过世面的我心里嘀咕:莫非行动取消?还是九天凉水冷面生活?一个多小时的等待,神通广大的零队挥挥手,一切尽在掌控。大圣,你真了得啊! 进入天山天池景区,乘上大巴,坐上电瓶车,一个半小时后终于来到徒步的伊始。 天山天池古称“瑶池”,位于乌鲁木齐东北100公里的博格达峰北坡山腰,是新疆著名旅游胜地。与长白山天池不同,天山天池在地质学上属于冰渍湖,是第四纪冰川运动的产物。云杉环拥、碧水似镜,“天山明珠”此言不虚。然而我们的目是那远方神秘而又壮阔的博格达雪山,此旅游风景无需久驻。 一次只能发表三张照片的游记,路漫漫兮! 一路走来,有碎石,有石桥,有泥沼,有青草。两小时的驴行,零队终于发恩,十分钟的休息。晕!此人体能超出寻常啊!短暂的小憩,零队发令,继续前行! 一条山泉映入眼帘,零队指示:脱鞋蹚水。心中暗喜:好爽!终于可以清凉一下了!就在得意之时,右杖落空,掉入山泉顿时被冲走,我靠!刚花了600大洋的BD手杖就这样夭折?剩下8天的行程我该如何?瘸腿的羽化真的无法成蝶啊! 上天终会给心善的人机会,拐杖在被山泉冲刷后,突然在十米之外的山石拐角处卡住了,顿时,我就像条饿急的野狗一样匆匆卸包,跳下山泉,踩着石隙,把我的右杖叼了回来。阿弥陀佛,天赐良运,天不亡我啊! 狗急是要跳墙的!而我面前是十几米的山泉,跳不不过去啊!面前十几米的山泉那是我至此走的最长的路,我永生无法忘却:盛夏7月,山泉慢慢浸入足面,它像魔兽游戏里的虚空假面,顿时将我的时间暂停,把我的热量窃走,用它最冰冷的银针朝我的足心刺去!它像冰封王座里的隐形刺客,用它最锋利的弯刀向我的足根剮去!长这么大,还未赤足感受过如此之冷的冰水,来自内陆的射手,在冰水中拖着沉重的身体,亦步亦趋,一点点在水中挣扎着。想想同行的六位女达人,真心的佩服! 敬畏自然,这是我出水后的第一感受。自然的力量会让人类学会谦卑。 又是一段又一段的爬坡,虽然累,但很惬意,崛围山的拉练,儿童公园的奔跑,哑铃的负重,付出就是会有收获。 每个人都有自己的节奏,每个人都有自己的目,坚定地按照自己的规划完成属于自己的旅行![ 看看零队那矫健的身姿,名如其人的红蝶,他不是在行走,他是在飞翔! 看看身后的队友,你就会知道不积跬步何以至千里的古训! 徒步中总会有一些惊喜与意外,这使得旅途才变得更加疯狂。看看零队的抓拍,细致而又微妙。像蝴蝶一样的生活吧! 刚才还是艳阳高照,惠风和畅,此时的天空已风云突变,像儿子家祺的脸,随时抱着颗炸弹向你投来! 前面乌云密布,身后冰雹袭来! 看看地下的冰块,刚才的那场突如其来的冰雹是我第一次感受到冰雹打到头像是有人在向你扔石头!零队言:我第一次感受到冰雹打得我头疼!双鱼言:这不算啥,我们老家下过冰雹后,就要拿编织带出门的!众人不解。双鱼:拿麻袋装麻雀!我了个去,感情我们是小巫见大巫啊!好想问:双鱼哥,你们那是不是常砸死人啊! 冰雹过后,洞天石扉,訇然中开! 扎营喽!舞动的行者停止了跳动的音符,短暂的休整迎来的必将是勇者的丰收!在这环博的第一天,一位伙伴退出了此行,想想昨晚吃架子肉时还坐在我身旁畅谈远行,畅想美景的情形,我的心里颇不宁静,一种不舍与淡淡的伤感油然而生。 躺在帐中,闻着花香草气,听着鸟鸣山泉,让我无法入睡,兴奋、激动,听着旁边鱼哥的呼噜声,真羡慕他的睡眠质量!夜深人静,星星点点,静谧的大自然让我饱尝着着最为清新的空气,此时的表针已经零点30分,睡不着。夜像一盏不会亮的灯,让人闭上眼睛才看清楚的梦。心开始摇动,睡姿已换了千百种。。。。。。 待续。。。 邂逅驴途入天堂,羽化成蝶释能量(二) ------------写给人类首发的博格达大转山之行 金牛篇 D2.7月14日:晴 大东沟羊圈营地2850→三个岔达坂→登山大本营3570 当日徒步12公里,海拔攀升850米,下降200米,营地海拔3570米 一段动人而又娴熟的口琴荡漾在山谷间,是谁在敲打着我的梦,是谁在轻叩着我心。羽化,起来了么?鱼哥的一声呼唤,让我清醒。刚才是你吹的口琴?江苏徐州的鱼哥老有才了,这个有情趣的男人让我意识到这个男人不简单。我喜欢和有情趣的人相处,他们的身上有对生活品质的完美追求。我是一个完美主义者,现实的骨感常常让我如鲠在喉,但天生射手的秉性怎能轻然消褪?这一段口琴注定会让我们这对单独背账篷的驴友成为无间的兄弟,当然我们一定会有让对方感兴趣的话。 730起床。 看我这张囚头,是出发前专门为环博9日设计的发型(不用梳理,不用洗发,重装长线,驴友必备!嘿嘿) 早早洗漱、吃饭后,看到大多数队友还在收帐,我便和鱼哥先来几张个人写真吧!看看那鱼哥的照片,那是我第一次用单反的成果啊![ 果然一般啊! 930 全队拔营。 九点的天山,看似阳光普照,但依然寒气逼人,每一位队友都穿着抓绒或羽绒,收拾背囊,新的一天又将启程,今天迎来的将是博格达的大本营。带着憧憬,怀着兴奋,出发!又是斜插翻越,又是青草相伴,这样惬意的天空,如此熨帖的空气,让我快乐无比!行走就是一种不服输的较劲;行走就是一种硬汉的宣言! 埋头行走后的一小时,博格达雪峰犹抱琵琶半遮面,她像刚出浴的美人,神秘而又美丽! 瞧瞧苍狼拍的这张照片,没有任何的技术处理,和8264网站上的获奖作品有何不同?不同的只是时节与主人!民间会有很多的高手,只是由于幸运的天平还没有垂涎于他!我们往往会追慕一些英雄,是啊,他们智慧、勤劳,富有创造力,然而一世之雄也而今安在哉?现实的我们为何不相信自己的双手,去创造那属于我们的荣耀与辉煌呢?相信自己,相信伸手就能碰到天,相信青春没有地平线!《三峰并起插云寒》作者:孙月亮,荣获8264第604期每日一图,并被戈尔特斯公司选中作为产品宣传素材。 在我们向神秘女神仰止时 ,迎面走来浩荡的队伍,零队、苍狼和他们似乎很惯,问候、关心、合影,大家其乐融融。就在大家合影照相的时候,一名女子大喊:同在蓝天下,生死是兄弟!大家齐声呼应,顿时,我的小宇宙就像听到了梁山好汉的声音,在那血雨腥风的时代,在那没有黑白的岁月,路见不平拔刀助,不平则鸣的好汉除恶扬善,替天行道 。听到震彻云霄的口号,再次勾起我童年的梦想,想到那让我铭记永生的语:保家卫国是每个热血男儿的不二选择。一切也只是遐想,对于三十岁的我显然不切实际,但是,为何我们要那样现实呢?在户外,没有年龄,没有地位,没有身份,就是一只只自由奔腾的野马,就是一只只展翅高翔的雄鹰。平等、自由、释怀、洒脱。灵魂最本真的东西在这里可以得到释放。 合影结束后才知道他们是巴州蓝天救援队的。此行是为了拉练,锻炼体能。蓝天救援队是由一批热心社会公益事业的户外运动爱好者志愿发起组成的一个从事户外遇险救援的民间公益性团体。目前蓝天救援队在全国二十一个省,四十三个市都有分队,队员人数已超过10000人,开设了公益性的遇险紧急救援电话:4006009958,并开展了各辖区范围的户外救援及全国性紧急灾害救援活动。在这个小悦悦、范跑跑事件横行,缺失责任,集体冷漠的社会里,向这些勇于担当的勇者、英雄们致敬!午餐修整,一个小时,零队的每次修整都是那么的吝啬,那么的不尽人情,有时我觉得他就像一位军官,严肃而又威武,有时我觉得此次出行就像一次军训,在零教官的带领下,鞭笞中,成长,收获。又是一路的翻达坂,踩碎石,博格达离我们越来越近。 看看这块风化的巨石像是什么?鬼斧神工、造化自然、巧夺天工、出神入化的产物。 终于在距离大本营2公里的地方,零队开恩,照相!这是我们的第一次合影,但是最辛苦的红蝶成为记录我们的英雄,让我们充满想象,在那青天白云出,在那碎石达坂间,有一只红蝶翩翩起舞。那只红蝶是追梦世界里有情有心人追逐的榜样,那只红蝶用梦想召唤梦想、用激情点燃激情,那只红蝶引领着19位初环博格达的朝暮者:只要上路,就一定会遇到庆典。依旧是那只红蝶,让你让我,让我们,成为尺码相同、寻求着超越自我,寻求大美最大化的同路人。环博首发全家福左后依次:鱼哥、土豆、双鱼、白玫瑰、三世、九段、苍狼、三叶草、雪莲山、含雪、稻草、章鱼左前依次:牡丹、自由、流氓、羽化、元素、柳树、牧民 来张个人写真! 向大本营出发!2公里、扎营!惬意的天气,出来亮骚一下!哈,勿喷! 下面请欣赏红蝶大师的作品: 人间之大美尽在此刻啊,感谢红蝶领队在大家已经劳累一天大都进帐休息的情况下,他仍然在不知疲倦的爬山涉水为大家找到最亮丽的风景,最壮美的雪山。感谢零队的敬业,感谢天气的恩赐! 开门见山! 看着日照金山渐渐逝去,辛劳一天的我们也该放下脚步,欣赏,成长! 待续。。。 邂逅驴途入天堂,羽化成蝶释能量(三) ------------写给人类首发的博格达大转山之行D3.7月15日 晴--阴--小雨博格 博格达登山大本营→碎石达坂→四号羊圈→黑沟西达坂→黑沟冰川→翡翠湖 当日徒步16公里,海拔攀升900米,下降1100米,营地海拔3405米 新的一天是匹忠诚的马,总在零点准时是到达! 博格达大本营的休整还算顺利,五小时的睡眠还算给力,我这个阁僚的男人,睡眠质量一向很差,这就是我宁愿多背五斤的帐篷,也不愿和人混帐的原因。这一天是大部分队员最为崩溃的一天,今天摄影大师鱼哥和苍狼的照片是最少的,红蝶一如既往的飞翔,羽化今天也做了让自己最幸福的事,所以今天的游记照片以红蝶、羽化为主,希各位朋友担待羽化的照相水平。 天色微亮,在山中你永远都会在新的一天看到不同的风景。新的一天即将启程。 930拔营。负责的零队在为大家讲解今天的行程,也在提醒几位协作,这是九天里唯一的一次对协作的批评,现在想想原来寓意非凡:今天真的是最让人头疼的一天,也是出现状况最多的一天。就在这样一个明媚的早晨,谁都不知道今天的故事会如此之多。 ([]
序4天半,360公里骑行,对于一个未满9岁的孩子来说,绝对是一个很有难度的挑战。出发之前,我很是担心,他能不能骑得下来。我都做好了,能骑多远算多远的准备。他自己在出发前,也曾动摇,害怕自己骑不下来。我小看了他,他也小看了自己。人的潜能是无限的,当他把骑行当做快乐,把每一次休息看做愉悦,一切都变得如此的自然。当我们骑行在广袤的高原上,无边的深蓝的青海湖边,骑行在望不到尽头的公路上,如人在画中游,我们忘却了艰难、困苦,舒服的享受大自然给予我们的恩赐予。在路上,小家伙一直在罗列,这次旅行中,他所经历的许多许多的“人生第一次”。在路上的收获,课堂上是永远学不到的。读万卷书行万里路,都是同等的重要。回来后,胡乱整理下我们出行的点点滴滴,留给小家伙做为未来的回忆。 先介绍一下故事的主人公,左起:楼主本人,老杨(楼主的爱人)、豆豆(故事的主角,楼主的儿子)、自留地、龙行 故事就从西宁开始讲起吧!2013年8月20日星期二晴早晨起来,“自留地”大哥就和我商量,咱们今天可不可以改变一下计划,如果到西海镇时间早,租了车,我们就往前骑一段,不用在西海住了,豆豆年纪小,怕跟不上大人的步伐,能往前赶一段是一段,怎么样?我们的原计划是在西海镇租了车,然后去“两弹纪念馆”和“王洛宾音乐艺术馆”看看。老大哥这样的建议也很不错,如此中肯,还考虑了豆豆。既然这样,抓紧时间出发吧!连早饭都没来得及吃,就直接在宾馆的马路对面,坐3路公交赶往长途汽车站(终点站)。当我们排队买票的时候,不断的有人问我们,去塔尔寺吗?去青海湖吗?到西海没车,路不通了,坐我的长安车吧!看着那一张张朴实的紫色的脸膛,似乎真的想相信他们说的每一句话都是真的。请不要相信他们,去西海的车多多,每20分钟一班。买了票,还有20多分钟出发。吃早餐也来不急了,就在车站外面买了点奶和饼干充饥。刚一上车,司机就问我们,是去环青海湖吗?联系好租车的地方没有?对于这种,我一般的方式就是告诉他,我已经联系好了。确实也是提前联系好了的,出行之前,我喜欢把行程安排好,出发前费点心,路上少操心,减少不必要的麻烦。车出西宁城,最先吸引我们眼球的是多巴清真大寺。虽然对它不是很了解,但它那金灿灿的圆顶,直指苍穹的新月,足以说明它在当地的重要性。多巴还有一个让人钦佩的地方——青海多巴国家级高原体育训练基地。当时只是远远的看到山坡上有些房子,并不能看出它的特别来。后来才知道,我国著名的竞走教练王魁、中长跑教练马俊仁先后带领国家竞走队,国家中长跑队来此训练,并从这里把许多人送上了世界冠军的领奖台。不知什么时候,豆豆已经靠在他老妈的怀里睡着了。我也闲上眼睛,随着车儿的节奏慢慢睡着了。“到了,没有租车的,可以在这里下车,可以租自行车。”!司机的喊声,把我从梦中拉了回来。“到了吗?”我问。旁边有人告诉我:“到西海镇了,这是个租车点,还没到车站呢?”“哦”西海镇——青海省海北藏族自治州州府新址,位于湟水源头、海晏盆地的金银滩草原,原系我国第一个核武器研制基地,这块鲜为人知的神秘禁区,孕育了新中国第一颗原子弹、氢弹。1995年,这个核武器研制基地全面退役,移交当地政府安排利用。下车了,马上给自行车骑兵营打电话,早已在网上听各位骑友表扬他们很多次了。(联系人:余西海联系电话:13897109209QQ1435973641)尽管西海镇上还有许多租车的地方,既然大家都选择他们,一定有他的长处。所以我们也顺应潮流,义无反顾的选择了骑兵营。他们接到电话后,让我们在原地等一会儿,他们马上来车接我们。十分钟不到,一辆贴有骑兵营的旅行车停在我们面前。上车,车在“中国原子城”里转了起来。街道干净,布局规整,一点也不像城市,更像解放军的部队大院,这是它留给我的第一影响。这里还保留了一尊毛主席挥手的汉白玉石雕,与成都天府广场的一模一样。这在全国已经不多见了。走进骑兵营的大门,就像是进入了一个自行车的世界,各种各样的自行车有几百辆吧,价格从50-90元/天不等,选择的余地很大。选车的、还车的真不少。店子里的几个年轻小伙子忙得不亦乐乎。老板也不说多雇几个人,呵呵。。。。。。经过小伙子一番介绍,我们决定选择70元/天的车。“龙行”大哥建议,我们统一选择红色的车车,这样,在路上,一眼就能看出我们是一个火红的团队。已经12点过了,抓紧时间吧。看中一辆,把它从车群中提出来,推到院子里,骑上一圈。不行,换一辆再试。选车、选头盔、装驮包、办手续。。。。。。有点手忙脚乱的味道了。豆豆呢,看见大人们在选车,也着急起来。嚷嚷着:“我的车呢?我骑那一辆呢?”来之前,怕骑兵营没有儿童车,还专门问过他们。想着要是没有,还得把小家伙的儿童车抬到西海来呢。结果人家这里什么都有。豆豆一眼就相中了那辆和他自己坐骑一模一样的吉安特,急着让我帮他提出来,推到院子里撒欢去了。他老妈和我觉得,这车对他来讲,有点小了。跟他商量,换一辆大一点的车。小家伙可不高兴了,撅着小嘴,推着他的爱车往里走。当他把那辆大一点的车,推到院子里来,骑上去,在院子里转了两圈后,那可爱的笑容又回到那稚爱的脸上。一下子冲到我们面前,停下来:“就这辆了,比开始那辆骑着舒服!”啰啰嗦嗦的,直到下午2点,一切收拾妥当,问清线路,离开骑兵营。出发!我们的环青海湖就开始了?是不是有点突然或是还有点什么事呢?“咕,咕,咕。。。。。。”肚子提意见了。从早晨到这会儿,就只垫了个底,还没正式吃饭呢。“找地方吃饭,找地方吃饭!”在街上胡乱找个馆子,填饱了肚子。每人买了两瓶水,再买了点水果。15点,这回真的出发了。沿着大道开始了略显仓促的环青海湖骑行。我们已经在路上了。。。。。。环湖东路,今天的目是湖东种羊场,全程43公里。刚一踏上环湖东路,两旁矗立的路灯上的骑行志,就告诉我们初创于2002年7月的环青海湖国际公路自行车赛对此处的影响很大,此处也成为所有户外爱好者骑行的圣地。在环青海湖自行车旅游起点的志前,大伙兴奋得不行,停下来不停的拍照。对骑车经过身边的骑友树起大姆指,大声音的为他们加油。走吧!就着蓝天白云,我们也出发。虽然路面起伏,有些坡度,但这并不是问,刚刚起步,体力好着呢。豆豆穿着他蓝色的冷锋衣,没有扣拉丝,那蓝色的战袍在风中飘逸,追风少年来了,没有一点赶路的疲惫,在他脸上只能读出兴奋与激动。一直骑在他的左侧,对小家伙形成一个保护!上坡的时候,不时的为他加油。其实坡不是很陡,缓坡。但在海拔3000多的地方,对于第一次上高原的豆豆来讲,也算是个小小的挑战吧!“加油,不累吧!”虽然大口大口的喘着气,小家伙仍然不服输:“没事,我能行,上了坡就休息!”也谈不上什么节奏,上坡完了休息,等“自留地”和“龙行”两位大哥慢慢的爬上来。见到风景好的地方,就停下来撒欢,玩够了,又跨上“战马”飞驰。1个多小时过后,我们已经战胜了两个垭口,小家伙上第二个垭口的时候,有些畏难情绪,刚到一半就要求休息。一停下来休息,小家伙就不停的要给我们拍照,也摆出各种POS让我们给他拍照。起风了,虽然是平路和下坡居多,但是顶风骑行,真是增加了不少的难度。路上过往的车辆多了起来,而且车速很快。迎面而来的大货,在身旁呼啸而过,一股强大的气流扑来,人和车都要晃几晃。害怕豆豆顶不这样强大的气流:“豆豆,控制好自己的车,靠边点骑!”一边在他的左侧保护,一边大声的告诉他。远远的,看到公路左侧的远处,有几座连绵起伏的沙丘。“豆豆,快看,沙漠,你看,我们面前的草场,如果不加以保护,也会变成沙漠的!”呵呵。。。。。。给小家伙上一点点环保课。“嗯嗯,我看到了!我第一次看到沙漠呢!”小家伙似漠不关心般的回应着我。18点,当我们到达金沙弯景区的时候,他发现,路边的草场都不见了,无数的沙丘就在公路两边。小家伙主动要求停下车来,走进沙丘,捧起一把沙子,让它多自己的指间滑落。在夕阳,一个蓝衣少年,站在沙漠的边缘,一双小手空隙中的沙子,随风飘落。很有些意境。时光就如同他手中的细沙,悄悄的从我们的手间、指间、身边。。。。。。溜走了。或许等他能再次触摸这黄沙的时候,已是年轻的小伙,或是已过中年。也会如我这般,陪着自己的孩子,看他手中的流沙。我们打听了一下,到湖东种羊场还有多久?路人告诉我们,很快了。小家伙有些累了,一听快到了,立马催我们抓紧时间赶路。又往前赶了一段,小家伙可能是真的很累了,不断的问我们,要到了没有。于是,我们只好停下来,在路边休息。夕阳已经下到山那边去了,天空依然还是那样的湛蓝,如纱般的白云在大幕中尽情的表演。天空下,几个骑不动了少年,推着自行车,排成一排,向天际走去。已经到了19点了,怎么还没到呢?大伙心里都没底。这时,对面过来一辆摩托车,“你好,到湖东种羊场还有多远?”“不远了,5公里就到了!你们要住宿不,就住我们家吧!”原来是拉客的,“我们到了再看吧!”“好!”那人塞给我们一张简易的名片,印着他的电话,“要住宿就打我电话!”然后,骑着车去我们后面拉客了,没多大一会儿,就看他们上来了,后面还拖着一辆拖车,当然是骑不动了的家伙被他们捡了回来。“豆豆,还能坚持不?只有5公里就到了呢!”小家伙很坚决的回答:“我能行!”加油,快到了。才骑上车没走多远,又来了两拔拉客的,一个骑着自行车,陪着我们骑,与我们套近乎。另一个则骑着摩托车,跟着我们。对于他提出的问,我们的答复都是一样,到了,看看再决定住在谁家。20点,刚进入那湖东种羊场的小镇,小家伙就着急的让我去看住宿了,他真的累了。这里的住宿条件真的不是很好,看了几家,终于找了一间有5个铺位的房间安顿下来。那屋里有一股很大的味道,让人不是很舒服。没有洗漱的地方,更上人难过的是,上厕所也非常不方便。来之则安之,将就一夜。累了一天,小家伙对吃晚饭,没有在家那般的挑剔。真的是没饿得好,我看啊,饿了,什么都能吃得下去。一直到深夜22点,大家才拖着一天的疲惫躺下。([]
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(
美好的事物会时常穿越时间和空间,在不同人的口中传诵。当遇到懂得欣赏它的人,就会迸发出希望和欲望之火。一次次激发你,向往着要去---亲身经历,要去---感同身受......... 最初了解尼泊尔是在本论坛看了“水哥”写的《一场华美的雪山盛宴----安纳普尔纳大环线》那是一篇很棒的帖子,感觉这正是我想要的旅行方式。梦见的人,醒来就要去见她!渴望亲身经历的旅行和风景也应该这样,说走就走,不留遗憾!感谢上帝!感谢大家的帮助、关心、理解与支持。使我能感受尼国的王宫建筑和国家公园,饱览喜马拉雅山脉的壮阔美景,实现梦想,满意而归。下面和大家分享一下我的经历与感受。(另,地理及人文知识了解还不够深,当时没做记录,时隔近一年。很多地方会有遗漏和偏差,敬请谅解)。一、奇特旺国家公园,兰毗尼。1楼---38楼二、博卡拉,滑翔伞。63楼---89楼三、加德满都、巴德岗、博达哈。90楼---132楼四、安纳普尔纳大环线徒步。133楼-----686楼 一、奇特旺国家公园,兰毗尼。 樟木过境包车到加德满都的泰米尔区,在来时拼车的几位朋友中有人提议大家组团在加都包车选几个景点,再请一位导游一起玩。这对不懂英文的我来说是个好主意,修改原计划(到尼泊尔直接徒步安娜大环线)入团。在此的别感谢冰冰姐! 边境去加都的路上,车开出不远就听见前方有惨叫声在山谷中回荡,原来是极限蹦极(在垂直160米高的吊桥中间跳)。车内大家都相互鼓励、说服对方去跳,就是没人敢行动。哈哈泰米尔住宿客栈国际惯例-----------炫富!皇家奇特旺国家公园客栈,环境不错,有的客栈自己养大象。到这里主要是骑大象游览公园观看犀牛、鹿、还有老虎,当天只隐约看到了鹿群。大象绝对是吃货类,只要有机会停下鼻子就不停的抅东西吃。这货,吃草挺有意思,用鼻子卷起嫩草连根拔起,然后在抬起的一只前腿上反复的抽掉泥土,弄干净后才放入嘴里。在奇特旺的纳拉亚尼河畔欣赏日落也是一件快事。塔鲁舞(Tharu Dance)的民间歌舞表演。独角犀牛,这里是珍稀的印度犀牛最后的保护地之一,但2005年根据统计,只有372头(百度)。大象(公的),没有母象温顺,主要是从事体力劳动。独木舟---主要是看鳄鱼和水鸟。蚁穴,大的高近两米。 成年大象憨态可掬,年幼的小象就更有意思。站都站不稳就跑过来嬉戏找吃的。吃饱睡。大象也有双胞胎
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