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新马十一天旅程安排····················2月1日-4日:新加坡 Day 1:总统府-乌节路 Day 2:牛车水-滨海花园-小印度 Day 3:圣淘沙-环球影视城-滨海花园夜景-金沙酒店 Day 4:City hall 周边走了一圈,逛遍了各种景点····2月5日-7日:槟城 Day 1:丹武绒雅海滩 Day 2George Town Day 3:姓氏桥-姐弟共骑-各种瞎逛2月8日-9日:马六甲 Day 1:鸡场街 Day 2:海滩-马六甲基督教堂-荷兰红屋-红屋广场2月10日:吉隆坡-双子塔2月11日:新加坡-逛各种巴刹去找榴莲吃··· 机票花费:6500左右 (本来两人全程所有机票只是花费4K多而已,但是某一只的狮城证被拒,导致不得不重新给他买往返大马的机票,再加上他老妈大马境内和往返狮城的机票,于是乎,就多出了两K多)新加坡花费:无··········马来西亚花费(三人):4000RMB生活费 +2400RMB住宿费(在吉隆坡奢侈了一小把,酒店对面就可以看到双子塔,步行过去也只是5分钟,但正好碰到促销,两间房的房价才1K多,含税) 腾讯微博:离洛洛新浪微博:离洛洛_Joyce粉我吧,粉我吧,粉我吧···········我走过你曾熟悉得风景,却爱上了别人的意外,是你成全了别人,还是我厌倦了回忆·······远行使对自我的放逐,还是去遥远陌生的地方遇见一个全新的自己?因为喜欢《初恋红豆冰》这部电影,才选择去槟城。提一袋红豆冰,执子之手,漫步在落日余晖下,细细去感受老城的浪漫与温情········只是后来,为了红豆冰而去,却爱上了煎蕊而回···各位看客们,请一定要听听这首歌·······感受我所感受过的美好··········"初恋像一袋红豆冰,转眼便溶掉,能回味的,是藏在心里略带轻涩的甜。" https//www.tudou.com/programs/view/JcEhL8LVbYY/ 关于新加坡的印象二三事新加坡很干净,但是不像广州或者香港这种大城市里,CBD地区的那种钢筋水泥,坚硬冰冷的干净,新加坡的干净是一种风淡云轻的干净,并且有一种舒心的整洁;五天,说长不长,但是由于有本地人作陪,我这五天里在新加坡的行程是即充实,也闲散;除了走各种知名景点以外,不知名的小巷子和菜市场(我们这叫菜市场,新加坡叫巴刹)也走了不少,而即便是这些容易藏污纳垢的场所也是干净清爽的,并不会有积水或者是随处堆积的垃圾,更不会有乱摆乱放了。当然这种干净是离不开新加坡人对干净环境的维护和新加坡政府的高压政策。新加坡没有什么养老啊,退休之类的概念,相反,新加坡政府是鼓励老人出来工作的。据说,一来是可以避免老年痴呆症,二来还可以减轻家庭负担,三则新加坡是个小国家,劳动力严重不足,尤其是在一些靠手工劳动的行业里,本地人有地域优越感,大多不愿意干,只能倚靠外劳,而外劳的人数是有限制的,如果老人们愿意“重出江湖”,相对来说会减轻政府用工荒的压力。 所以在巴刹或者是餐厅里的工作者大多数都是老阿姨老叔叔们,当然其他很多行业里面也有很多大年纪的工作者;新加坡的消费对于在当地工作生活的人来说是不高的;就拿一个在巴刹做清洁的阿姨来说,薪水最低也是1500新币往上走,相当于人民币7500左右,在新这算是低收入人群。通常我们在巴刹吃饭,七八种食物,外加饮品,也不过是在30-40新币左右(人民币150-200),我们这种吃法算是奢侈的,主要是为了饱我的口服,各种菜式都尝尝。如果说正常吃饭,一个人通常是一两碟食物加一杯水,通常不会超过10新币。个人日常用品也是想当的便宜,只有我们这边的百分之五六十左右的价格,所以姐回国的时候拖了满满一箱的各种洗漱冲凉化妆用品····相当无敌······再来说说新加坡的房价,想当羡慕嫉妒恨,说多了都是泪啊······为毛我们天广地阔的天朝的房价都是飞天的节奏呢?一个包,一台相机,一双拖鞋,11天,走了两个国家,四个城市。。。大年初一!!!意味着又要出远门了!!!整装待发·············1月31日:深圳-新加坡 (机票1350元)(话说有个空少超帅的,但也超娘炮,我有点怀疑我是不是上到去泰国的飞机了。。。。)上飞机后,空少/空姐会拿一张白条给有需要入境的游客填写,也就是填写最基本的信息····在新加坡没有吃、住、行的花费··········住在男朋友的姑姑家里,吃的全包了,出行伯伯驾车····陪着我这个暴走疯子没日没夜的穿梭在狮城的大街小巷······还得为我去找各种小吃·····好多的红包啊····我们的Ipad就是用红包买的······嘻嘻·········狮城真心热啊····都快把我晒瘦了········ 新加坡总统府名为Istana,在马来语中是皇宫的之意,迄今已有140年历史,其前身曾经是英殖民期间修建的一座白色三层官邸。戒备森严的新加坡总统府汇集了多种建筑风格,四周有雕刻精美的珠子,极富古典韵味。Tips:每年的年初二会对公众开放········总统府内绿化非常漂亮 总统府内的大炮台·········牛车水是新加坡的唐人街,是华族祖先飘洋过海来到新加坡,自1821年逐渐形成的聚居地。当时的人们乘着从中国福建厦门南下的第一艘平底中国帆船抵达新加坡后,就在新加坡河以南一带(也就是现在的直落亚逸街)定居。由于在那儿的每家每户都得拉牛车到安祥山的史必灵路取水,久而久之,这里就被称为牛车水了。牛车水最令人兴奋的时候莫过于农历新年期间。届时,整个地区张灯结彩,各家店铺都装饰一新,还有不少节日商品和风味小吃。([]
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自去年行走川西以来,一直未能再目睹雪山的圣洁美景,那片洁白经常在梦中如海市蜃楼一般出现,而后坠落惊醒。由于俢研学业,在不多的时间里,和朋友一起不断的计划中,确定了今夏一起走狼塔C+V这一段路。 狼塔这条尽人皆知的线路不需过多介绍,大多数队伍都是自白杨树煤矿向前大油罐开始,翻过白杨沟达坂即进入了狼塔之路,途径台普希玛河河谷经库勒阿特腾达坂进入尔特兰塔河谷,向南翻越蒙特开曾达坂和喀纳尕伊特达坂,顺河谷而下转入V线高山牧场,之后便是一直沿着马道和机耕路行走,直到翻越天格尔达坂和乔愣格尔达坂出山,全程200公里,11天。 同行朋友多来自山东兄弟连的兄弟,分别是军dao,明月,途胜,快乐生活,黄河,高兴就好,我 在这11天说短不短,说长不长的时间里,团结,互助,共同克服困难,才得以完成共同的梦想,才能为这次旅途附上了灵魂,能得以让琐碎的事情再次鲜活的浮现在眼前,能得以细细叙来。谨以这篇游记,对所有队友以及支持,理解我的朋友们致以衷心感谢。在翻越天格尔达坂中,所遇到的祥云奇景5楼:行程安排,装备简介,费用6楼:成员介绍7楼:D0, D18楼:D212楼:D314楼:D422楼:D529楼:D636楼:D740楼:D844楼:D951楼:D1053楼:D119月5日更新视频记录欢迎关注LZ的微信空间山野记事 摄于白杨沟达坂,远方雪山刺破云层,如梦如幻,仿佛仙境。摄于库勒阿特腾达坂下切途中伙伴驻足远望,久久不肯离去。 摄于蒙特开曾达坂,冰川正在融化,冰河将冰川切为两半摄于日落时分绿湖 日落时分喀纳尕伊特达坂下方营地,正值雨后,阳光穿过云层间隙形成的巨大光柱摄于V线高山牧场,这是冬季牧场,植被未遭到牛羊破坏 行程安排:D1:白杨树煤矿山路--喀蜡莫依纳克D2:喀蜡莫依纳克--白杨沟达坂--马鞍营地--河谷山坡营地D3:河谷山坡--河谷--空中栈道--台普希玛河谷--D3营地D4:台河河谷--栈道天路--库勒阿特腾达坂3200m营地D5:3200营地--库勒阿特腾达坂--尔特兰塔河谷--牧民点D6:牧民点--蒙特开曾达坂--喀纳尕伊特达坂--D6营地D7:喀纳尕伊特达坂河谷--金矿--转入V线--乌兰达坂--恽札D8:恽札--夏热达坂--呼河三岔口--沼泽地--绿湖D9:绿湖--乌拉布图达坂--废弃金矿D10:废弃金矿营地--三屯河--天格尔达坂--D10营地D11:营地--乔愣格尔达坂--农大林场公共装备:海事卫星电话(感谢长春科罗娜提供)GPS两部:罗兰+佳明定向指南针自制50M等高线地图25M辅绳攀岩快挂*7120MM扁带*7工兵铲喷雾医药包(白加黑,酒精,碘伏,肌苷,环丙沙星,泻立停,佐匹克隆,硝苯地平,止痛片,赛肤润,止痛膏,云南白药等)电池:铁锂干电池共22节气罐:人均2-3中罐主要食品:个人按照食品热值携带2500大卡*11 的食物总量。路餐:能量棒+能量胶 =1KG费用:山区往返乌市来回租车费用1700元往返济南火车票费用1100元/每人乌市住宿费用130元/间买羊1000元各种腐败及采购公共装备费用人均约2500元 成员介绍:从左向右分别是:我,途胜,明月,军dao,快乐生活,高兴就好,黄河军dao:团队领队,退伍军人,负责路线辨识,尽职尽责。明月:团队领队军需官,负责攻略制作,财务,以及大多数进山前的工作,背负大量公共装备。途胜:热心的好队员好朋友。性情中人。快乐:退伍军人,体力非常强,第一次长线就是C+V,表现完美。高兴:非常富有户外经验的强驴,热心,也是退伍军人,来自辽宁。黄河:来自山东东营,体力非常好,此行我的搭档。我:团队导航,参与攻略,负责GPS,及大线路辨识。 D0 8月10日晴 初到乌鲁木齐的感觉似曾相识,蓝天,白云,清爽的空气和阳光,让一切明暗分明,强烈的反差给人的那种不真实感仿佛又让我回到了高原。元素大哥和三叶草姐姐热情接待了我们,简单安顿后与他们共进午餐,话简单,随和,享受着志同道合之人之间碰触的特有引力。后记:后来得知,乌鲁木齐仅在这几个月空气比较清爽,冬季的乌市污染较为严重。D1 8月11日 晴转阴雨 “迈着沉重的步伐,我感觉我差不多要透支了,重,好重,今天才第一天,难道我的狼塔之行要结束了?” 今天是进入天山的第一天,从乌市包车到起点需要三个多小时,由于前几天山区降雨,道路被毁,离原计划进山起点大油罐提早3公里左右开始徒步,山区大量的雨水阻碍了我们的行进,早早的便开始切上山坡上的羊道,这极大的阻碍了我们的速度,消耗了过多体力,昨天喝醉的我在下午3点以后开始体力不支,这时候又开始下起雨来,不得不开始扎营,今天我们离原定宿营点距离6公里,离白杨沟达坂最近的营地距离8公里。从此处进山,比大油罐远2-3公里第一天适度的过河,可以减轻体力上的消耗 D2 8月12日 晴转阴 “今天的状态很好,很容易便登上了达坂,阳光驱散了弥留在山脊的迷雾,天山慢慢揭开了她的面纱。但随风而来的云层为艰难的下撤蒙上了迷雾。我不是一名合格的导航,错上再错这种任性的决定有时候会让队伍陷入险境。” 早晨的阳光多少冲淡一些昨天留下的心理压力,向明月索要了止痛药,因怕昨天的糟糕状态延续导致无法翻越白杨沟达坂拖后了队伍进度,作为队伍的线路导航,今天的任务之重恐怕只有我一个人有之正确认识。早晨不到10点出发,下午3点后开始翻越白杨沟达坂,晚上11点前到达营地已经是不可能的任务了,白杨沟达坂,这座从前的雪山,它无时无刻不在向我们证实着它被炸毁前的巍峨。3850米,天山在这个高度上第一次迎接了我们,登上达坂的一刻,我们看到了它严肃的面容。 简短的拍照留念后,漫长的下撤,迷雾四起,黑暗逐渐降临,伤腿膝盖隐隐作痛,到达马鞍营地的时间为11点,哈萨牧民很热情,愿意提供水,但队员商量后决定继续下撤到水源处露营,我也没有提出露营,大约1个小时后找到一片有水的小营地,因为太小,我提出继续下降寻找营地,这个决定导致浪费了一个多小时才开始露营。在愧疚中,我慢慢睡着了。转过山坡,即可望见白杨沟达坂下布满碎石的冰川遗迹 白杨沟达坂冰川云中走来---位于白杨沟达坂,这座曾经的雪山是狼塔之路的第一道门槛,因矿物勘探和牧业需要70年代后被炸毁,但3850米的海拔至今仍然是阻挡徒步者的拦路虎 远处的河源峰(狼塔) D3 阴转小到中雨 “泥泞,湿滑,冰冷的河水,给昨天劳累的我们当头一棒,但是路上的马蹄灵芝一朵又一朵,让我们兴奋了好一阵子,晚上温暖的篝火驱散了白天的劳累,仿佛又活过来了。”今天的主要任务是延河谷而下,进入空中栈道,走过塌方区,沿着右侧山坡横切,辅以过河,但是早晨便开始下雨,山里本来河水就大,这一下子更是雪上加霜,第一次过河很谨慎,冰冷的水冻的大家不忍叫出声来,更痛苦的莫过于在山坡横切,泥巴很滑,每一步都很吃力,走不过去的湿滑路段军dao就用工兵铲挖坑落脚缓慢推进,今天行进速度很慢很慢,只走了预定计划的一半,在碎石坡前找了一处山坡扎营烤火。后记:传说中的老虎嘴塌方区我并没有太多印象,想来当时应该是向上走小路切过去了。由于全天下雨,照片甚少过河采用120mm扁带制作简易胸带,用攀岩快挂连接6MM辅绳的方式做保护过河。后记:鉴于今年狼塔事故,我补充一点,由于7,8月河水很急,绳索保护是必须的,即使独行,也应做好双绳保护;由于河水声音很大,队伍应做好手语准备。 D4 8月14日 小雨转阴 “相信自己,相信伙伴,是最大的能量。” 早晨醒来,身体各种不适,感冒,有旧伤的腿痛,想继续吃止痛片,但是又放了回去,我想不能让止痛片陪伴我全程,否则情况会越来越坏,我向明月说明了我伤腿的情况,他主动提出帮我减负,他替我背负800g面条,军dao提出减慢行进速度,就这样,我们今天继续在湿滑中开始行进。 今天走过碎石坡后过河转为左侧山坡横切,我想这便是所谓的天路,中途经过几次栈道,缺少止痛片的腿在屡屡作痛,湿滑的山路右侧便是深渊,危险让我暂时忘记了伤痛,咬着牙,在麻木中到了库勒阿特腾达坂半山腰的3200M营地。碎石坡栈道台河源头3200M营地 D5 8月15日 阴转晴“太阳驱散的阴霾,我们终于迎来了蓝天,今天是快乐的一天,蓝天,白云,雪山,花香,蝴蝶,还有期待已久的羊肉。”早晨醒来,在迷雾中拔营,能见度很低,只能利用GPS航点和定向指南针找到上达坂的方向,随着海拔的升高,阴霾渐渐散去,云层终于撕开了一道口子,阳光投射到山坡上,很温暖。。。登上达坂后,队员们用卫星电话向家人报平安,大家都很快乐。远处的雪山也渐渐露出真容,在欢呼与振奋中,下山第一次变得那么令人享受。中午,在山坡上沐浴阳光,吃饭,晒装备,聊天,一切都是暖洋洋的。尔特兰塔河谷是美丽的,但也是冰冷的,14次渡河令人崩溃,但是,大家都为了一个目而不知疲倦的走着,那就是-----羊肉!哈萨牧民很热情,请我们喝茶,吃油饼子,羊肉也是美味的,至今无法想象只放一把盐巴的羊肉汤为何那么美味。位于库勒阿特腾达坂旁的云雾正被强烈的阳光驱散,久违的蓝天又出现了,意味着今日的行程将不再泥泞。 尔特兰塔河支流,前方山谷汇集成汹涌的尔特兰塔河 从此以后,每天午饭时间都要例行晒装备 热情好客哈萨牧民的将自己的主要食品---油饼子拿出来一起分享,有一种淡淡的羊膻味“香香的,甜甜的”羊肉汤-----哈萨牧民说 D6 8月16日 晴转雪转晴“告别草原,登上冰川,与大雪打个照面,太阳打开天门,与乌云赛跑,今天很梦幻”今天有一块硬骨头,3900M的蒙特开曾冰川达坂,早晨睡了懒觉,吃了羊肉,养足了精力就为了它。冰川上的雪正在融化,水流在冰体上冲出一条渠道,我们小心翼翼的迈过冰河,沿着右侧艰难的翻过了这座古老的冰川。刚翻过达坂,云雾便从背后扑来,不得不赶紧下降,而后又降下冰雹和雪,好天气才持续一天又是这样,心灰意冷,麻木的走着。一小时后,雪停了,远处的山坡泛起一道金光,天开了。。。天气逐渐晴朗起来,整个山脉云气逐渐散去,太奇妙了,云雨散去仿佛只是一瞬,蓝天又回归了。翻过喀纳尕伊特达坂后,回头张望一朵乌云正扑面而来,仿佛在与我们赛跑,有着张开大口想吞噬一切一般的架势。队员们在享受这来之不易的清晨,许久没有这么闲暇过了。此时我坐在草地上,看着雪山,吃着羊肉,享受着这来自天山的馈赠。伙伴们在等待辨认路线。 蒙达坂下的营地。翻越蒙达坂冰川中 雪雨后云雨散去的速度令人惊异。彩虹隐约可见。 从达坂奔涌而下的云雾,逐渐将我们吞噬,随后被强烈的阳光驱散。 万丈光芒日落金光 D7 8月17日 晴“老天为我们的午餐准备了一条清水小河,饭后干涸了,我们踩着河床走了过去,享受着神的恩赐”今天是转入V线的第一天,山坡行走,不多的几次过河,一小段陡坡横切,很舒服,仿佛很久没这么放松过了。唯一的问就是那条充满泥浆的黄水河,此河因上游开矿充满泥沙,不见底,只能上山坡横切,有少许危险。过河后准备午餐,黄水河的水不能饮用,就向前继续走找到了一条清水小河,谁知午餐过后河竟然干涸了,没有一点水,连河床都是干干的,我们都非常吃惊。真是遇到奇怪事了。 美丽的高山牧场营地很棒,5星每天早晨在帐内烧水做饭是必不可少的事情([]
这次行程从尼泊尔----瓦拉纳西----阿格拉----马图拉----德里----斋浦尔----乌代布尔----艾哈迈达巴德----孟买----奥兰加巴德(埃洛拉、阿旃陀)----果阿----科钦----特里凡得琅----根尼亚古马里----马杜赖----金奈----加尔各答,共分十六站。现在己走到了孟买,明早去奥兰加巴德........。俗话说的好:在家靠父母,出门靠朋友!出来混都不容易,望看客们有钱的出钱,没钱的出力!拍拍你那温暖的双手,有财大家一起发!!!一[ ]咋天下午到了阿拉伯海卡拉古特海滩,消费突然高了起来,一个房间居然开价1500卢比,眼看着人民币变成了草纸,扎西那个急啊!经过讨价还价房价还是僵持不下,这时扎西拿出惯用的杀手锏.......念咒语:“磨房 、磨房”。。。“绿野 、绿野”。。。。我原以为念出这二个大名鼎鼎的咒语会有点效果,结果他们对这二个吊都不吊,太不给面子了!继续再念..........:“8264 、8264”。。。这时候奇迹出现了!刚才听了前二个咒语头都不抬的印度佬这时就像小狗闻到肉骨头的香味那样也跟着我念起8264 、8264来,顿时8264的声音回荡在阿拉伯海!在8264的庇护下,房价终于回落到1200卢比,但只能让我住一夜!其实我不喜欢这个海滩,这时喧闹的就像市镇,来度假的多是中老年人,又没有海鲜吃!在这种情况下,扎西今天只好落荒而逃地到了另外一个海滩。。。巴加海滩,这是个宁静的海滩,年轻人很多,海滩上印度娘们的水袋真鼓怅啊!再回头看看国内的水袋干瘪干瘪的。哎。。。都是三年自然灾害给害的!今天去了嬉皮士的根据地。。。沙波拉堡,这里聚集着新老几代嬉皮士。新嬉皮士长是长得好看,造型也比较炫,但在扎西看来还稚嫩了些,显得底蕴不足。那些老嬉皮士才是真正的嬉皮士,他们都有几十年的功力,不管在造型、气质上都显得霸气十足!他娘了个希匹,这群资产阶级坏分子,也算他们命大,要是在国内早就被64掉了!大家先不要顶啊!!!要是勿勿忙忙地发PP就显得没学问,等我回来后整理好了快快发上!下午参加了嬉皮士在沙滩上的派对,整整玩了七个小时,爽死了!春节。。。。去他的! 一月六号离开尼泊尔进入印度第一站,圣城瓦拉纳西:坐这老伯的三轮车进印度坐夜班车去瓦拉纳西中途下来吃夜宵恒河小吃在贝拿勒斯大学图书馆恒河也来冼冼冼完了运动下夜了回家法事帅哥飘在旅馆的天台上吃早饭在昙麦克塔古迹学生国家的接班人路边小吃拿贝勒斯大学拉姆讷尔堡恒河的日出印度之母庙的地形图街坊大妈香料菜市来耍蛇的艺人坐火车离开瓦拉纳西去下一个城市阿格拉在车廂坐着睡觉的老汉车廂内敞开着车门运行一月十二日晚上六点乘坐瓦拉纳西——阿格拉的二等臥铺车厢,笫二天早上八点到了阿格拉。。。。上午在旅馆天台上远望泰姖陵泰姖陵外的民居泰姖陵入口里面的广场在陵墓里面,只能偷拍几张。。。手工艺者从泰姖陵出来后行不由径地走进了附近的一个穆斯林村庄屋子里的姐妹我型我秀---洗刷刷阿格拉堡在红堡内远召泰姖陵\阿格拉的街景.....烤鸡店这家店的鸡肉论斤卖,我也买了半斤吃,很入味........([]
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 b
仅以此贴献给这两个月里出现在我生命中的人们,无论帮助过我的还是我帮助过的,无论有名字的还是没名字的。大概人人都有背起行囊,四处流浪的情节,我天天背着情节眼巴巴地想实现周游世界的梦想。终于在2008年去了澳洲,从2008年开始几乎每年去趟非洲,2010年夏天去了迪拜,2010年底实现心中终极梦想--欧洲。这个计划始于2010年5月份,那时我还在非洲看沙子。有种强烈的愿望要去欧洲,于是做了半年攻略,终于于10月份出发。做攻略的时候,我边看欧洲地图边做。当时意气风发,挥斥方遒,大笔一挥,画出我先中理想路线,殊不知,实施时要费尽心思来连接路线之间的交通工具,要快又要便宜,累死了不少脑细胞。 没想到啊没想到,现在居然开始写回忆录了。一切都像梦一样,快点写快点写,让帖子提醒我我真的做到了。在欧洲旅行期间,我每天都把当天的事情写下来,过一天再写,就会觉着模糊了。所以不管有多晚,我都坚持写旅行日志,记录当天发生的事和遇见的人。我每到一个地方就会给自己邮张明信片,写上当时的心情。当我回到家的时候,邮箱里已经有厚厚的一摞明信片了,这真是旅途中的心情日记哈。我真希望以后如果我有孩子了,她也可以沿着我走过的足迹再走一遍,或者在我死了后,我的爱人为了怀念我,再沿着我的路线走一遍,他们就能真真切切体会我当时的感想感受了。如果真能这样,不枉此生来世上一回。时间:10月14日晚北京出发飞往阿姆斯特丹;12月10日凌晨抵达北京,阿姆斯特丹进、阿姆斯特丹出,共57天。经历国家及城市(按大体时间顺序):荷兰:阿姆斯特丹、Volendam、Marken、风车村、小孩堤坝、鹿特丹、Roermond(倒数第一站)比利时:布鲁塞尔、根特 卢森堡:卢森堡市、Viaden 德国:科布伦茨、科隆、波恩、法兰克福、海德堡、罗腾堡、慕尼黑、新天鹅堡、国王湖、杜塞尔多夫(倒数第二站) 捷克:布拉格、CK小镇 匈牙利:布达佩斯 奥地利:维也纳 意大利:威尼斯、比萨、佛罗伦萨、罗马、西西里岛 梵蒂冈(国中国):梵蒂冈 西班牙:巴塞罗那、马德里 葡萄牙:里斯本、辛特拉(Pena Palace)、罗卡角 法国:巴黎 瑞士:苏黎世、卢塞恩、因特拉肯、伯尔尼 列支敦士登(国中国):瓦杜兹 第一站:荷兰篇 10月14日:阿姆斯特丹 阿姆斯特丹是我抵达欧洲的第一站,北京-迪拜-阿姆斯特丹。14号23:55首都机场出发,在迪拜机场时遇到尼日利亚去塞浦路斯的黑人女孩。她说她坐在这很别扭,因为周围的人全是白人,就她一个黑人。我说我也很别扭,就我一个亚洲人。她定睛看我的眼睛好半天,大概看出我对她没什么异样看法,便对我热情起来。她说她喜欢我的直发,因为她们的头发天生是卷的,很短,要接假发才行,她还给我看她的假发。还遇到从小定居在荷兰的香港女孩,Joe,刚从日本旅行回来,参加日本某乐队的演唱会。她中文讲的不好,我们俩用英语交流。两个中国人用英语交流,很搞笑哈。她弟弟开车来接她,她说可以把我送到我的青年旅馆去,我很感激她。 10月15日: 下午1530抵达Schiphol机场,领了行李,申报时蒙混过关。出了机场没找到香港女孩,进进出出几趟,看着周围成群的欧洲人,心里开始发慌。咨询了工作人员,拖着行李去找197路巴士。等了很久,大约半个小时才来车。外面下着雨,坐在车上,看着雨水划过车窗,心情很复杂。有点小兴奋:不敢相信自己真的到了阿姆斯特丹,真的开始了欧洲之旅;又有点小担心:对未来的两个月很不确定,迷路怎么办,下车后找不到Sylvia怎么办。Sylvia是我在国内通过穷游联系到的一个广州女孩,她是卢比荷12日游,比我早到阿姆斯特丹2、3天,捡到她后,我心里踏实了很多。然后给Sylvia打电话,她不知道197路巴士的终点站在哪。她问我能不能做到Central Station,她可以在那接我。我问司机是否到火车站,他说不到。这时上来一个颤巍巍的老奶奶,我伸手扶了她一下,问她是否need help。那老奶奶叫我baby,反倒问我是否需要帮助,她可以带我去火车站。感动啊,好友好的荷兰人民啊。坐了二十多分钟到Marnixstraat站,下车没见到Sylvia。原来我们俩坐不同的车,虽然站名一样,但公车停靠站是不一样的。阿姆斯特丹的河道太多了,我们俩分别站在两条河边,想以此为依据找到对方,在雨中找对方颇费周折,不过最终还是见到她了,高兴。Sylvia个子很高,有1.7米,长相很像南方人。她送了我一束郁金香,然后帮我一起找我住的旅馆。晚上我们在旅馆餐厅上网做攻略。送走她后,洗澡,收拾东西,睡觉。这是18人间的房间,房间有几堵墙,隔成几个稍私密一点的空间;大家也各忙各的,互不打扰,还算安静。躺在床上胡思乱想,第二天会玩的怎样,这两个月将会怎样,不知不觉睡着了。晚安,麦琪。 10月16日:Volendam & Marken & Zaanse Schans 旅馆提供早餐,今早是pancake加果酱,很难吃。愁眉苦脸吃的时候,碰上在斯德哥尔摩上学的中国男孩Table。他看见了我放在桌子上护照,就问我是不是中国人,于是又捡了一个。 一行三人在中央火车站后面坐巴士110( 7.5欧天票)去Volendam。一路上经过大片大片的绿野和草地上的羊啊、牛啊,让我和Sylvia兴奋的不得了,玩命地拍照。Volendam是个很小的村子,但是保存了很多具有荷兰特色的老房子。我们停留了大约一小时,就在坐船5欧去Marken了。其实我们可以仍然用那个7.5欧的票坐回阿姆斯特丹,然后再坐另一辆公车到Marken,不需额外花钱。但是这样比较麻烦,我们决定坐船。Marken和Volendam风格很像,都是那种精致的古香古色的小渔村。在Marken海边看到很多收起桅杆的白色的帆船,停泊在码头里,随风和浪一摇一摆。天上的浓云压的很低,厚厚的云层间偶尔透射下来的光线让阴阴的海水突然有点生气。这种景象我从来没有见过,像油画一样。 我们仨坐巴士111回阿姆斯特丹,权衡了几家餐馆的物价,我们决定还是在麦当劳解决午餐。Sylvia下午去羊角村并在那里住宿一晚,我和Table坐火车5.6欧去风车村Zaanse Schans,在Koog-zaandijk站下。风车村集中了荷兰大部分的特色产品,例如风车,木鞋作坊。在村口有条小河,河面铺满绿绿的水藻,有鸭子在里悠闲地游着。河的一边坐落着很多小木屋,几座小木桥搭在河上,树叶间隙透下来的的斑驳阳光落在河上、房上、桥上,小桥流水人家啊。 回到阿姆斯特丹,在火车站附近买了10张明信片,才3.5欧,质量非常好,是我在欧洲买过的最便宜的明信片,就在性博物馆附近。红灯区有很多中餐馆,随便找了一家吃晚饭,味道还好。老板找钱时多找了我10欧,还给了她。在红灯区乱逛,看到很多和性有关的商店,就是没见到橱窗女郎,很郁闷。我让Table扮猥琐嫖客勾引妓女出来,他不肯牺牲色相,还说这的嫖客都是正大光明的,不用偷偷摸摸。坐巴士13路2.6欧回旅店。又续了一天住宿,买了第二天去梵高博物馆的门票14.75欧。在餐厅写日志、记账、倒照片。Table教我如何使用单反相机,他又弹了会吉他,自弹自唱。晚上很惬意,睡个好觉。1 1 1 1 10月17日:阿姆斯特丹 今天的早餐还是很甜的pancake,吃到第二个,有点想吐。回房间拿了4个火腿肠,和Table一人两个吃了。然后一起西教堂和安妮之家,就在旅馆附近。安妮之家早早就有人人排队了,我们到时队伍已经甩过拐角很远了。决定去Dam Square,沿着阿姆斯特丹大街小巷闲逛、拍照。阿姆斯特丹很美,这个精致的水城总是让我想到童话故事里的房子,窄窄的尖顶房子并排挨着沿河而建。整个城市的建筑风格非常统一,看起来似乎是个保留着历史传统文化的城市,但在接受某些观念上又是非常前卫的,包括接纳大麻等药品,允许同性恋婚姻关系,妓女合法化,支持安乐死等。 走到在鲜花市场,买了些纪念品:一副梵高的塑封画,3个冰箱贴,两双小木鞋。然后在一家土耳其小吃店吃东西,喝咖啡。碰巧看到码头,乘坐了Canel cruise,一小时,8.5欧。Table晚上要赶布鲁塞尔的飞机,与他道别后,独自步行去梵高博物馆。一路上看到很多人在长跑,有工作人员在街边递矿泉水,有DJ站在高台上放音乐,两边围观的人给跑不动的人或者落在后面的人鼓掌加油,甚至孩子们也自发鼓掌。那一刻我很感动。 在博物馆里买了一张梵高黄房的子明信片。在博物馆外面,有卖梵高仿油画的,40欧一张,很贵,没买。我发现梵高博物馆外的货摊上卖的纪念品好像是最便宜的,比鲜花市场上的还便宜。 回来的路上碰上一对美国夫妇,丈夫美国人,妻子日本人,看我在看地图,主动问我是否需要帮助,还很热情地和我聊天。丈夫说他们很多年前去过中国,感觉很不好,今年又去了,变化很多,感觉很好;还说亚洲人老得慢,欧美人老得快,所以总有人问他和他妻子是否是couple。很不好意思,这是我刚问过的问,他解释了一下。 道别后,继续赶路回旅馆,路上碰到一个女孩找安妮之家,就送她过去了。她是拉丁美洲一个国家的人,但是我没有听说过那个国家,据说离古巴很近。回到旅店,订了晚餐,Lasana加salad,听说过,没吃过,味道一般,就是把面条铺起来,放炉子里烤。吃饭的时候和旅店里工作的几个年轻人一块吃的,他们一共4个人,两男两女。一个阿姆斯特丹女孩,一个美国女孩,一个德国男孩,一个美国籍韩国人,他们大部分是兼职。另外还有一个罗马尼亚旅行的人。他已经骑自行车旅行了2个月,还要继续旅行10个月。吃完晚餐后,一个人在餐厅里写日志。1 1 1 1 10月18日:鹿特丹 早餐的时候碰上5个中国女孩,2个上海的,3个台湾的,她们在比利时上学,到荷兰旅游。邮了一张明信片:梵高的黄房子。Check out后,坐tram去火车站,花了2.6欧。坐上去鹿特丹的火车,第一次使用pass。路上碰上一个黑人逃票,手法无非是开车进厕所,停车出来透气。还有一群小孩子由老师带着上下火车。坐过了一站,又返了回去。存了行李,在车站外面的tourism information要了一张免费的城市介绍,附地图。暴走了一个小时,发现鹿特丹是在没意思,高楼大厦现代的很。刚好Sylvia发短信说到鹿特丹火车站了,她上午从羊角村去了海牙,我们约好在鹿特丹火车站汇合去小孩堤坝。当我返回鹿特丹火车站时,发现存行李的箱子并没有关,因为操作不正确。找来工作人员,她直说我lucky。和Sylvia坐火车在Rotterdam Lombardijen站下,转90路公交去小孩堤坝,车站碰上两个台湾女孩。在小孩堤坝的风车属于原生态古老的大风车,水渠左手边排列的风车比较多,可以一张照片里照一列风车出来,很有意思。一个帅哥开着农用铲车铲路边的稻草,让我俩流了半天口水。按原路返回到鹿特丹车站,在买票去布鲁塞尔时,被告知比利时罢工,火车不通。天啊,传说中的欧洲罢工咋让我赶上啦?跑去找Eurolines,结果去布鲁塞尔的大巴都满了。打电话给布鲁塞尔的旅店取消今晚的预定,店员说,太晚了,取消不了,今晚的费用照收不误。可恶的比利时罢工,无奈只得在车站附近找旅店。在一家咖啡厅上网,订了一家酒店,结果我俩只记了地址,电话和名字都没有记,一路费尽周折才找到,当时天已经很黑了,街上还站着三三俩俩的黑人,吓得我俩心慌慌的。不过有一件事值得提,就是我俩坐上公交,向售票员说明,我们迷路了,想要去某站。实际上某站离我们上车站只一站地,但票价可是2.6欧哎。那售票员给我们出了票后,让我们不要在机器上打票,这就意味着这张票明天也可以用,我们很感谢他。千辛万苦终于找到酒店,土耳其人开的。Check in后,在厨房煮方便面,然后回房间上网,定卢森堡的酒店。今天和Sylvia一起旅行,很开心,很踏实。1 1 1 第二站:比利时篇 10月19日:布鲁塞尔 早上起床后收拾行李,下楼吃早餐。早餐还不错,这么多天终于吃上了牛奶麦片(类似粥)、面包(面食)、火腿肠(咸菜),这些凑合着有点北方早餐的意思了。拉着行李往火车站走,行李很重,一边走一边想着得扔点东西了。这时Sylvia说,等她回国时,把她的电热水杯和叉子都给我。天啊,又要加重了。 到了火车站,Sylvia买了张单程票,我用通票。一路上都没有人查票,我的通票逃票了,嘿嘿。到布鲁塞尔已经下午1:30了,提着行李拉了一路找到2 Go 4 Quality Hostel青年旅馆。放下行李,我们俩就出去了。布鲁塞尔很美,建筑上的雕塑很多,比阿姆斯特丹的风格要大气。有古老的建筑,也有现代的建筑,很好地结合在一起。 我们照着地图去了Grand Place,从一条细细弯弯的小巷拐进一个豁然开朗的广场,顿时我们俩都惊呆了,太美了。四周古老的建筑都是中世纪的风格,有的还金碧辉煌的,难怪这里被称为欧洲最美的广场。这里的中国团很多,有两个四、五十岁的中年男人从我旁边经过,其中一个说:这就是欧洲最美的广场啊,就这样啊?我很愕然,无语。 然后找路参观撒尿于连,看着一群人往一个方向走,不用说,去看撒尿小孩去。果不其然,前方一群人围着街角照相。撒尿小孩好小啊,还用栏杆围着,周围的游客拼命地拍照。附近有些年轻人在用很专业的器材拍摄,我们猜他们可能是摄影学校的学生。在于连对面的甜饼店买了一个甜饼,1欧,上面可以抹巧克力,就变成了1.75欧了,我们还是买了原味的。但是太甜了,吃到最后都吃不了了,我就给扔了。 然后我们接着前行,来到了Eglise Notre-Dame de la Chapelle教堂,我在里面做了个祷告。教堂旁边有个小广场,一些孩子在那玩滑板,还有些涂鸦在墙上。我们在台阶上休息片刻,继续赶路。在赶往Palace of Justice路上,看到一个很古老的教堂,但地图上并未显示,应该是没什么名气,但很有味道,拍了照继续走。坐免费的观光电梯上去到Palace of Justice大平台。这个建筑把我们吓坏了,因为它太壮观了,太震撼了,太有压迫感了。用Sylvia的话讲就是,怕建筑上的雕塑掉下来砸死人。 接下来去了Eglise Notre-Dame du Sablon教堂,纯白色的,很精致。再往前就是Place Royal广场,中间有个骑马的雕像,是十字军指挥者,周围有些脸谱似的雕像。此时天色渐晚,我们就一边游览,一边往旅馆的方向走。路过家乐福,在里面买了面包,蔬菜,西红柿,鸡蛋,火腿,一共花了3.95欧。回到旅店,厨房和餐厅里有很多年轻人,有的吃完了上网或看电视,有的还在厨房做饭。我和Sylvia做了西红柿鸡蛋汤,蔬菜沙拉,还算丰盛。第一次经历这样的生活,在青年旅馆做饭吃,很有意思。然后我们就在餐厅上网了。今天很愉快。1 1 1· 1 1 1 10月20日:根特 我们住的是4床的mixed room,另外两张床住的是两个男生,一个是澳洲人,一直在睡觉;另一个是个半黑不白的人,半夜起来上厕所有3次,还拿手电到处照,我怀疑他想偷东西。凌晨6点钟,他又起来收拾东西,然后走掉了,我也睡不着了。一早起来去布鲁塞尔火车站存行李4欧,然后坐火车去根特。下了火车找tram电车站坐车。在车站碰到一个女士,她帮我使用售票机买票。我们一起上车,聊得很高兴,她还教了我两句法语,我也教了她两句中文。她在根特的一个大学里又工作又上学。她说到政治,我说我不感兴趣。临走我送她两双筷子做礼物,她很惊喜。 根特很古老,街道两旁建筑都是那种旧旧的,好像烟熏过得发黑的颜色,镶着着精美的雕刻,教堂风格盛行。当时下着雨,打着伞沿着古城蜿蜒的街道,登上古堡,顿时有种时光倒流的感觉,仿佛回到了中古世纪的欧洲。 在路边店买了张明信片0.45欧,在邮局买邮票1.15欧。写好了后没找到浆糊,并且邮票也不是不干胶的,就问坐我对面的大婶。她撕了半天发现不是不干胶的,就干脆伸出了舌头,把邮票背面添了一下,贴在我的明信片上。我笑到不行,旁边有个排队的大婶也在笑,她们真nice。出了邮局找路去坐tram,一路问了很多人,人们都很友好,热心地告诉我怎么过去。 第三站:卢森堡篇 回到布鲁塞尔火车站,取了行李,和Sylvia汇合,然后坐火车去卢森堡,睡了一路。到卢森堡后,转车去Ettlebruck,下了车又转570巴士到Viaden。坐巴士的时候向一个大哥问路,他拿出手机找到卫星地图,告诉我们怎么走。我和Sylvia都觉着他很绅士、有风度,哎,我们俩又花痴了。 我们定的酒店在山上,我们从山脚下拖着行李费劲气力才爬上去。小镇很安静,只听见我们行李的轮子声。Oranienburg - Restaurant le Chatelain酒店就座落在古堡边上,很有历史,是餐馆加酒店的经营方式。布置的很温馨又舒适,到处都是胡桃木的家具:桌椅、楼梯扶手、吧台。我们房间窗外就能看见Viaden Castle,Sylvia还打开卫生间窗户,兴奋地坐在上面拍个不停,我真怕她不小心,一头栽下去。据说Viaden Castle是莱茵河以西最著名的古堡,很多国家国王、元首都来参观过。 晚上在酒店内吃晚餐,意大利面,要15欧左右。waiter很nice,也很绅士,在我们的餐桌上点燃了小蜡烛,我这辈子第一次烛光晚餐居然是和Sylvia这个女人吃的。吃完晚餐我跑到外面拍雨中昏黄的路灯和路灯下的街道,很有感觉,我喜欢这个酒店。回到房间,我放水泡澡,这是我在欧洲第一次泡澡,很舒服。有点感冒,用电热水壶烧了点水,冲点感冒冲剂喝下去,然后就半躺在床上记花销和写旅行日志。1 1 1 1 10月21日 早上睡到8:30,和Sylvia吃了顿简单的早餐。Check out 后,把行李寄存在酒店,我们就上山去参观城堡(6欧)。Viaden Casstle座落在乌尔峡谷,山下有乌尔河流过。城堡年头比较长,有800年的历史,最早属于Viaden伯爵家族,但现在已成为博物馆,并且目前看到的部分大都是翻修过的。 按原路返回卢森堡火车站,存行李3欧,为了省0.2欧,硬是把我的大行李挤进了中号行李柜。在火车站查晚上去科布伦茨的时间、陪Sylvia找旅店,然后边走边吃去参观卢森堡了。 卢森堡是欧洲仅存的公国,实行君主立宪制。全国十分之七的面积被森林覆盖,满眼绿色,卢森堡既是国家名也是城市名,卢森堡市最美的风景大概就是城市中心的大峡谷了。大峡谷并不幽深, 10左右。从桥上俯瞰,整个峡谷里溪水、青树、绿草,高低错落错落有致。坐在峡谷边的石椅上小憩,很是惬意。这里古墙深巷僻静,绿树青藤缠绕,鸟语花香、幽静闲雅。 整个卢森堡市很小,暴走两三个小时足够了。Sylvia有卢森堡卡,可以免费参观城堡。然而到城堡时才发现,这并非完整意义上的城堡,都是遗址,所以我决定不进去了。就此和Sylvia道别,她返回荷兰阿姆斯特丹,转机回国;我则去德国科布伦茨,继续我的欧洲之旅。 买明信片费点周折,邮局却很好找,志是P&T,就在火车站附近。邮局门口的牌子上有两种文字,一种居然是汉字,写着“邮政博物馆”,另外一种文字我猜大概是法语。我很好奇地照了相。 回火车站取行李,查发车时间,发现居然没有我在卢森堡国铁网查到的车次。跑到信息台一问才知道,手里拿的时刻表上的发车时间实际上是周六周日才有的车次,从卢森堡去科布伦茨要在trier转车。不管怎样都要转车,就转吧。 在车上碰上一个大婶,她住在trier前一站,她说trier很古老很美,那我也去不了了。隔着过道那边坐着一位老爷爷,白头发白胡子真有气质,很像玩具店里卖的老爷爷玩偶形象。玩偶老爷爷常向我笑笑,真慈祥。大婶下车后,我就追着玩偶老爷爷问站。 到trier后,查时刻表,我的车次在12站台,拼命跑过去后发现13站台也有去科布伦茨的火车,顿时蒙了。问列车员,他讲法语说不明白。最后旁边一个mm用英语说13站台是慢车,12站台是快,她刚好也在科布伦茨转车,于是一起上车。车上聊了半天,后来都累了,她就看报纸,我看时刻表。她问我要不要看报纸,我说我看不懂那种语言。我们都笑了,那是德语。她教我说法语和德语的谢谢,你好,再见,很好玩。我担心找不到酒店,下了车后,那女孩只有10分钟的转车时间,却跑出来帮我问路,我送她双筷子作为答谢。其实酒店Hotel National离火车站很近,很好找,之前的担心是多余。Check in之后,又定了两天的早餐2.5欧,又定了上网费用2.5欧。电梯很小,单人间房间也不大,但还算舒服,,洗澡厕所在外面,房间里有台盆,可以洗脸。烧了水,上网,写旅行日志和记录花销。收到Table邮件,回邮件。一切平安。([]
五台山,中国佛教第一圣地。位于山西省五台县境内,方圆五百余里,海拔三千米,由五座山峰环抱而成,五峰高耸,峰顶平坦宽阔,如垒土之台,故称五台。五台分别为东台望海峰,西台挂月峰,南台锦绣峰,北台叶斗峰,中台翠岩峰。五台之中北台叶斗峰最高,海拔3058米,素称“华北屋脊”。五台山除五大禅处外,名寺还有金阁寺和碧山寺等。碧山寺是五台山最大的十方禅寺,佛经称东、西、南、北、东南、西南、东北、西北、上、下为十方。十方禅寺是可以使各方名僧来作主持的禅院,又叫十方刹。五台山在隋唐时已经名声远播,宋以后,日本、印尼、尼泊尔等国的僧侣与五台山都有往来。从五台山源远流长的兴始发展中,我们不难看出它在四大佛山所占据的特殊地位。它不仅生动翔实的记录了中国佛教起落兴衰的过程,同时还展现了佛教文化的灿烂和进步。作为我国四大佛教名山之首的五台山,千百年来吸引了无数的游人。 东台:又称望海峰,台顶如鳌鱼脊,海拔2795米。 鸿门岩:海拔2500. 北台:叶斗峰(3061m),号称“华北屋脊” 中台:翠岩峰(2894m). 西台:挂月峰(2773米) 狮子窝 金阁寺 南台:锦绣峰(2474米) 大朝台线路 漫漫朝台路 包车从武汉与山西忻州砂河镇往返,单边行程约1200公里。这里友情提示下:考虑到湖北到达山西五台的火车票紧张加上队员多不方便转车,本次包车前往。但是最大的细节失误是没有预计到山西境内高速的本地规定是:大客车禁止夜间通行的时间与全国的不一样,当地高速规定:晚20:00--凌晨5:00禁止大客通行(与全国的规定凌晨2:00--5:00不同)。副领队:凡人 从砂河镇上鸿门岩。这里也友情提示下:五台门票目前168元,进山费100元,但这只是从台怀镇进入上五台的规定,而我们从砂河镇进入上五台,再从南台出来,没有任何收取门票和进山费用的地方。 鸿门岩 轻装东台往返东台眺望北台鸿门岩至北台,突遇8级狂风夹雨水以及大雾天气,重装沿山脊穿越几乎无法站立行走,同时狂风夹着雨水击打在全身,手上感觉如同冰雹击打,全身迅速失温,大雾中几乎难以看到前行的线路,原定的山脊和直切向上几乎不太可能。 当晚在北台挂单 第二天早上6:00全体24名队友北台合影,出发向中台。([]
前提:这是2011年的游记,只是发布的比较晚而已~回答下大家的疑虑有时候会觉得,独自旅行并不是一件看起来那么风光的事。在机场等飞机的时候,在lignon hill呆坐着等火山的时候,孤独的夜晚在legaspi的政府宿舍里看电视的时候,咬着呼吸管睁大眼睛看着紫色珊瑚的时候,子夜拿着手电筒走山路回家的时候 ,星光下泛舟海面看萤火虫的时候,在饭店里苍蝇围绕哦中洗无穷无尽的盘子的时候,在MRT出站电梯上回头望着汹涌人潮的时候,经常会想到很多东西,关于旅行,承诺,生命,时间,以及所有的一切。我似乎是为了寻找其中存在的某种意义,想要变得更坚强,更隐忍,更闪亮,更勇敢,所以才迷恋一个人的旅行。但是回首时,发现旅行仅仅是旅行本身,意义之类的东西只是转瞬即逝的心灵悸动,我害怕忘记,渴望惊喜,所以,我背上包,第二次探索菲律宾,我钟爱的国度。 我希望你不是为图而来,而是用心和我一起体会这段旅行,文字有13000多,如果没有耐心,请不要看了。*沙发couchsurfing指的是“沙发客”,一种通过网络联系当地居民免费获得住宿的办法。D1:我回来了依然是红眼delay航班,依然是怨妇一样的心态,每次旅行的开端心境仿佛都不怎么好,没心情欣赏广州的夜色,翻出《挪威的森林》英文版开始看第十遍。不知不觉睡着了,醒来已经是在马尼拉,打的去了international youth hostel.这里就像是我的家一样,每个服务生我都认识,每个微笑我都熟悉。在凌晨2点冲进门,说出“我回来了,亲爱的们。”的时候,仿佛时光倒流,一切美好的事情还会重演。D2:我的家 早上出门的第一个目的地显然是Intramuros,当跪在教堂的椅子上,仰望彩绘玻璃窗的时候,上帝告诉我,尽管过去了3个月的时光,尽管这世界上发生了千千万万的事,马尼拉还是那个马尼拉,Intramuros还是我的Intramuros,youth hostel还是我的家,内心安稳。每次回到马尼拉,最重要的事情非购物莫属,尤其Makati是我最爱,这次刚好赶上FOREVER 21打折,所有女孩像疯了一样在里面抢来抢去。全年都是夏天的国度,毛衣比夏装还便宜,每次都有一种乡下老鼠进城的感觉,眼睛都看不过来的五光十色。逛完大商场就是Baclaran market,因为青旅在附近,Baclaran market成为每天的必经之地。或许你在马尼拉,看过马尼拉湾的落日,去过各大shopping mall血拼,进过Intramuros的每一座古老建筑,但是这还不完全是真实的马尼拉。这座城市有摩天大楼,有古老建筑,更有Baclaran market 污水横流的逼仄街道,在泥水中嬉戏的儿童,推车卖饮品的小贩,鳞次栉比的服装小店,炸鸡的香味,钱币递出的响声,五花八门的Jeepny,街边鲜艳的各种切好的水果……这个世界真实的一面在彼处,也在此处。 晚上在青旅和大家聊天拍照,感叹facebook终于可以用了真是太难得了。D3:没有火山 青旅的隔音效果很差,晚上常有很吵很吵的摩托车经过,宿舍里住的基本都是菲律宾人,早上6点她们就会起床洗漱,睡得不沉,就会被吵醒。可是很奇迹地,我睡到10点才起。和一个日本哥哥一起拼车打的去机场。每次听到我说出自己的名字Sukey时,他就开心得手舞足蹈.....在机场等去legaspi的飞机的时间里,注意到一个女生,化着很得体漂亮的妆容,穿MUJI的衣服,看的书,文字是竖着写的。她就是我后来搭讪的山田蓝子,日菲混血,少见的英文超好没有口音的日本女孩,在legaspi的私立大学读书,在飞机delay的时间里,我们聊到donsol,聊到异国生活,被她表扬我的日语没有中国口音,非常开心。可惜飞机降落后就再也没有见到她。旅行中有无数的离别,我知道只有相逢的喜悦才能冲淡离别的伤感。这次来菲律宾之前匆匆忙忙在couchsurfing联系到了legaspi和coron的两个host,legaspi的host Pearl Marian 是位非常善良的大学老师,竟然来机场接我,带我去cagsawa church ,可惜天气阴沉,不能看到火山全貌。一路上她对我讲述2009年那一场台风,夺去了许许多多的生命。马荣火山就在那里,有时像守护神一样,惠泽方圆百里的田野,有时又称为猛兽,伤害山脚下的人。pearl带我去pacific mall里吃了晚饭,又叫她的医生朋友Jay帮我联系,让我住在政府宿舍里,RMB28一晚还是有空调有电视的单人房,电视可以收到好多中文频道,异国他乡能听到中文是非常开心的事。晚上下起大雨,pearl介绍我去宿舍附近的Bicol Blends Cafe 吃东西,第一次吃到云呢拿辣味雪糕,非常刺激!雨一直不停,她拿出笔记本电脑上网,我拿出书慢慢看。背景音乐是无穷无尽的爵士乐,我喜欢这种安静美好的氛围。([]
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