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四川康定贡嘎山各种形式的穿越无可置疑的是国内徒步爱好者最喜爱的路线之一。它以沿线众多气势雄伟的山脉,连续不断的各种高山景色而著称。我早就为之所动,几年前曾花了近一年的时间在8264收集资料和作线路的准备,并在2011年的6月初作了我第一次的穿越尝试。但最后因高反等原因而未能成功。我为之非常的后悔和懊恼。这个情结一直在我的心上。今年的早些时候,我又萌发了去四川西部背包徒步的念头,实际上是个更大徒步计划中的一个阶段。我因此从国外带回几乎所有的背包徒步行装,并花费了相当的时间作线路上的准备。我于2014年6月25日至7月3日完成了四川康定贡嘎山的单人背包徒步穿越,没有借助向导人员和马匹。这条步行的线路为康定县城>榆林村>日乌且沟>上日乌且垭口>莫溪沟>下次梅村>草科村。全程距离大约为100公里。除了一整天在下次梅村的村民忠一家的休整外,其间共用时七天半的时间。徒步期间天气的基本特征为每天都有降雨,没有固定的时间,时早时晚;而且我感觉在白天里比几年前的那次徒步更频繁。从老榆林村至下次梅村,加上巴望海以东几公里均为人畜小道,令我有点吃惊,尽管每天有不少的降雨,但路面却相当的硬实;偶尔出现的泥潭稍微绕道就能解决。至于沿途的水源和涉水过溪的细节,我将在每天的纪实里更详细地说明。我的背包徒步线路和每天的营地或住地。我在2014年6月23日下午5点多钟搭乘去四川成都的火车。我从南京站出发,第二天中午就到了成都站。我出了成都站后,赶紧往附近不远处的成都城北汽车中心走去,想购买12点钟去康定的班车。幸运的很,车站仍然有余票。国道G318与往常一样,因修筑隧道,在这些地方车辆只能单向行驶,堵车耗时很利害,确又无能为力。这样我又花上了10个小时,在下着大雨的夜里来到了康定县城。我随即在康定县城的哈达客栈住下。在去康定县城途中的路旁。第一天 2014年6月25日起点 康定城哈达客栈,海拔高度2554m (手表读数8380')启程时间 945 AM终点 格西草原,海拔高度3572m (手表读数11720')扎营时间 445 PM当日行程 20公里(+/-)天气 白天多云到晴,夜里小雨~中雨。我的背包徒步线路和每天的营地或住地。我昨晚在康定县城的哈达客栈住下,12点钟以后才休息。我早上6点多钟起来,明显休息得不够。我有意再在康定呆上一天,以消除旅途的疲劳和适应高原的海拔高度,但一早起来看见天空出现的蓝天,不禁改变了念头,决定慢慢地走,去更高的海拔进行调整。既然决定今天上路,就赶紧去超市买一些食品,后来证明是多余的,不过最后都送给见到的藏族同胞了。雨季里的河流水位暴涨,急冲而下,势不可挡。不得不承认,现代的工业能力使得其附近的人类文明得以长期地保存。康定县城依旧很漂亮。虽然有很多现代化的建筑,和外来文化的展露影响,但它在很多方面都非常体现出藏族文化的特色和风格。这个城市的格局,气候,海拔,四周的群山及人文等,一直都是我的喜爱。康定市区中心的街道,广场是我每次必去的地方。对我来说,两次来去匆匆,这里的一切都尚未仔细地探索,觉得很新奇,不知何时才能消除这样的感觉。简短的购物完毕后,在回客栈的路上,抓紧留下一些更多对康定的记忆。我以前没有注意到桥上的一组雕塑。它们具有历史上汉藏民族交流的主思想。此时相对于我夏季每天开始徒步的时间已经很晚了。我知道今天的路还很长,不敢多久留,赶紧回到了哈达客栈,吃了早饭,打点好行装,踏上了去贡嘎山的经典穿越。与我在8264所了解许多徒步朋友的做法不同,我从县城里开始步行,而不是从老榆林村的水电站开始。所以这增添了大概15公里的路途。但从缓慢地适应高海拔的意义上讲,我认为是还有益处的,同时又能省下单人包车的费用。国道G318公路进出康定城的这座桥梁是乎是城郊的分界点。看着天空的乌云,心里开始有点疑惑,毕竟是在雨季里。在刚才走过的右手路边上,碰见了一位昨天一起从成都搭车来这里的藏族同胞。在我打招呼后,他也认出了我来,显得非常的友善。我们彼此相互寒喧,握手道别。 离开了国道G318后,转上了去康定新城的岔道。我实在被路边正在修建的大型建筑所震惊,到处都是建筑工地。这一带可能是最后一片开发地区。我不是专家,但一直在思考在这多地震的川西地区,从安全角度来讲,修建高层建筑是否恰当。可能我的顾虑为多余的。与上次来这里一样,人们依然在路边放养马匹,但牦牛已经看不见了。显然动物数量上的减少意味着它们的生活环境的减小,和人类的开发活动的加大。此时道路坡度增加,我能感觉到我的行走速度开始有些缓慢,心里明白我的高反已经开始。不过从康定出来的行走是个慢慢的适应高海拔的过程。我的时间还算比较充裕,即使旅途的劳累还没有消除,只要不下大雨,今天走到预订的营地,格西草原应该没有问。虽然四周的景色依然不错,但这一带的土地开发规模却十分的惊人。康定的确是个居住生活的好地方。希望开发者在完成其项目后,尽量地将环境还原其本色。道路两旁的景色很漂亮,不过在天气晴朗的大道上行走的确有些乏味,尤其是日晒皮肤的感觉也来了。我的腿部和手部的晒伤就是从此时开始的。我十分缺智地假设川西雨季的白天以乌云天气为主,即使是出太阳,也为短时间的,紫外线对皮肤的伤害影响不大。所以在启程前的一两天,我决定不携带手套,和通常在这种情况下穿的帖身长内裤。幸好带着条两节速干裤,等到明天扎营时发现自己的双腿晒伤后,便赶紧穿上了。康定新城里的非常具有藏族特色的建筑。 回望康定县城。很多东西现在都在脚下了。环绕它四周的群山此时看得更加清楚。对生活在丘陵地带的我来说,这样的市镇座落是个很大的惊奇。而左手的山腰上的G318的交通清晰可见。我试着去辨认昨晚在哈达客栈结识的几个骑车去拉萨的年轻人,但根本做不到,只希望他们平安走运。康定新城的生活区旁一组反映当年汉藏贸易交往的历史人物的塑像,应该是茶马古道上的各种生活细节。 这俩兄弟的形像挺逼真的,很有色彩。 不小的队伍。好象比实物都大不少,蛮生动的。那石头上刻的字,"西出炉关" 不知意味着是否当年的茶马古道在此结束,再往西就纯粹是藏区了。康定新城的生活区。我在这分岔路口向几个过路人确认了去老榆林村的路。天热,口真渴,但带出来的两升水每时还必须谨慎地控制,不敢多喝。人的皮肤感到太阳的火辣,平时不太注意的我,尽找阴凉的地方走,但我还没有意识到皮肤实际上已经开始受伤了。 在回头朝康定县城方向看去。它已在山粱的背后了。可能是最后能国道G318的地方。还是想说,特喜欢这个被群山环抱的新城。高山前的康巴大酒店,很有异域的风格和特色。其色彩与背景天空调和得那么粉彩绚丽。想不到来自远方的宗教在这里偏僻的地方居然能够出现。这也充分体现了现在国家对宗教存在的容忍和民众信仰的多样化。又是一个密集的居民区和商业点。其附近还有一些政府的机构。这里是康定新城的边缘。我估量着该是午饭的时间,便坐在图片最左边楼前的路旁用餐。好奇的人过来问我的情况。我如实回答他们。我知道今天的饮水很多,便向一家作街门销售的老板们讨水。他们爽快的答应了我,确实给我补充了很多的水。要不然再往前走几十米就出康定新城,以后向藏族老乡讨水就更难了。所以以后若再重复这里过程的话,考虑到天气,气温,和防止高反用水,我至少要带3升水。从国道G318分岔到去新城的路上后大部分为国家机构,店几乎没有。只有新城生活区里沿途才有几家便利店。我非常感谢给我水的老板夫妇。当然出城后也可以去沿途村里的小卖部买水或向老乡讨水。虽然不如上次见到的人多,我一路还是碰见了好几位老乡,非常的好,肯定会帮助解决水的问的。沿途的乡村景色。沿途的乡村景色。 可喜地看到当地的居民也种植一些农作物,以补充食物的来源。嗨,居然还有车站。我想可能是连接榆林村与康定市区的班车。当然还有小卖部,但我没有上前探询,不知是否营业。路边景色第一次提醒我今后的几天里我所大概要见到的。 路上遇见一位才从山里干完活回家的藏族妇女。她很健谈,汉语也说得很好。我们一路聊了好一会儿,直到她到图片里的这个家,还邀请我有空去"耍耍",用的词汇居然与中原地区的方言一样! 非常朴实真诚的藏族村民!背景为日乌且沟东侧的一座大山。去海螺沟的公路就在它前面的山脚下。我有遇见了一群在地里干活的村民,很多是妇女。在他们朝我看来的时候,我首先高喊"扎西德勒"! 他们也相对地回应了我,随后一阵笑声。他们对外人很是友好。我心里感到若遇上什么困难,他们一定会尽力帮助我的,事实上以后的经历也证明了这点。([]
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尼泊尔,我每次怀着一颗激动热切的心而来,最终带着一个伤痕累累的胃离开。 这次也不例外,和朋友一起,重新走了一遍珠峰南坡大本营EBC徒步路线。然后以告别的心态,闲逛了加德满都、博卡拉。怀着对饭食的强烈厌倦,以及不适的肠胃,回到拉萨。 这已经是我第三次到尼泊尔了,还会有第四次吗?我不知道。新鲜感已经消失,物价在上涨,或许下次,我该换一个目的地了。 还是先简要列出一下行程:4月10-12日:北京-拉萨;4月13-15日:拉萨,等待证,闲逛;4月16-17日:拉萨-樟木-加德满都;4月18-30日:珠峰南坡EBC徒步13天;5月01-09日:加德满都-博卡拉闲逛;5月10-11日:加德满都-樟木-拉萨;5月11-18日:拉萨周边闲逛;5月19-21日:拉萨-北京。本帖计划分为五个部分:第一部分:去程:北京-拉萨-加德满都https//bbs.8264.com/thread-778436-1-1.html第二部分:珠峰EBC徒步之上半程:Lukla-Chhukhung-EBC:渐入佳境https//bbs.8264.com/thread-778436-6-1.html第三部分:珠峰EBC徒步之下半程:EBC-Gokyo-Lukla:风雪喜马拉雅https//bbs.8264.com/thread-778436-26-1.html第四部分:加德满都-博卡拉:告别之旅https//bbs.8264.com/thread-778436-54-1.html第五部分:拉萨的闲暇时光https//bbs.8264.com/thread-778436-70-1.html 所带装备:鞋子:La Sportiva sandstone徒步鞋1双;Teva凉鞋1双;背包:OSPREY 小鹰38升背包1个;强氧摄影胸包1个;强氧魔怪肩带挂包1个;强氧水壶包1个;内衣:patagonia C3排汗上衣2件,C3长裤1件;TNF短袖T恤一件;保暖层:TNF Windwall 防风抓绒1件;外衣:Marmot Driclime Jacket风衣1件;裤子:TNF快干裤、Columbia 两截式快干裤各1条;登山杖:LEKI makalu 登山杖2支;睡袋:2011版Expedition HW UL LCW400信封睡袋1个;其它:抓绒毛线帽1顶;防晒圆边帽1顶;头巾1条;太阳镜1副;徒步袜两双; Petzl Tikka Xp头灯1个;水壶1个;雨披1个;瑞士军dao1把;药品若干;护膝1对。相机:宾得K-X单反+腾龙18-200镜头。 在这里先替本次徒步的几件国产精品装备做个宣传。 首先是强氧的摄影胸包+魔怪挂包+水壶包,这三个包三位一体,成为我本次徒步中极有用的装备。 摄影胸包很好地保护了我的单反相机,还可以放下我的护照、钱包、相机卡、备用电池。 挂包则放下了我的小记事本、头灯、军dao、手机、MP3、纸巾。 水壶包则方便地容纳了我的水壶。 徒步过程中,挂包、水壶包很便捷地外挂在摄影胸包两侧,这三个包三位一体,通过摄影包的扣件组,与我的小鹰38背包相连,挂在胸前。这样我就可以很方便地取放相机、手机、水壶。 在不需要背小鹰背包的徒步过程中,利用摄影包附带的肩带,这三位一体包就成为我轻便的单肩背包。 如果你没有摄影胸包,魔怪挂包和水壶包还可以单独挂在肩带或者腰带上,方便取放,成为主力背包的有力补充。 另一件装备就是HW的2011版Expedition HW UL LCW400信封睡袋。 这个睡袋的好处是,重量轻,只有700克,但冲绒量达到了400克。压缩后的收纳体积为直径15CM×高度27CM,比我以前使用的抓绒睡袋只稍大一点,放进我的小鹰38睡袋仓内绰绰有余。温为0度,完全可以满足我三季活动的使用需要。 本次徒步过程中,几乎全程使用这条睡袋,除了有几个夜晚因海拔高(5千米左右)加上大雪,需要加盖毛毯之外,其它时间,完全满足了我的保暖要求。 信封式的结构,保证了宽大的睡眠空间。使用十几天下来,无明显钻绒。 个人感觉,这条睡袋很适合尼泊尔的成熟徒步路线,西藏阿里、川藏线等自驾,以及三季非恶劣条件下的户外扎营。轻巧的重量和收纳体积,轻便易携带,将成为我今后活动的主力睡袋。 好了,前言讲完,言归正传,首先还是从北京-拉萨的列车讲起。 第一部分:去程:北京-拉萨-加德满都 4月10日晚上8点,我和几个朋友一起,乘坐北京-拉萨的T27次列车,离开北京,开始了44个小时的火车之旅。这条路线已经走过多次,前半段风景乏乏,进入青海后,高原风光开始显现。 过了唐古拉山口,经那曲往南到当雄,远处天边,念青唐古拉山脉雪峰连绵,湿地上牦牛成群。 12日下午抵达拉萨后,我们在平措对面的吉雪住下。同伴的证未办理完毕,还有一个朋友要到15号才能从北京飞过来会合。于是13号到15号这三天,我们就在拉萨市内闲逛。逛拉萨,八廓街是不能不去的。围着大昭寺一圈,满街都是店铺。 虔诚的信徒们燃起了柏枝,香烟弥漫。 大昭寺门前,永远有来自各地磕长头的信徒。 正对着大昭寺门口的酥油灯房里,一排排酥油灯长明不灭。 我们走到大昭寺后面的小巷里,走进一个院子。这里住着来自各地朝圣的信徒,很像北京的大杂院。 夜色下的布达拉宫,依旧庄严非凡。 清晨,我们随着朝圣的人流,围绕布达拉宫顺时针转圈。山脚下一圈是长长的转经长廊,老艺人正在一丝不苟地修补转经筒。 从任何一个角度望去,布达拉宫都有着雄伟庄严的身姿。 穿过正门,我们踏上台阶步梯,近距离接触布达拉宫的高耸雄伟。 阳光照耀洁白的外墙,蓝天上白云悠悠飘过。 购买门票后,我们进入到第一层院内,这里还可以拍照。从右下方的楼梯进去后,就不许再拍照了。 布达拉宫内有很多佛像、经书、坛城等可看,在此就不细说了。最吸引游客参观的,当然还是历代达赖的灵塔,以及布达拉宫的镇宫之宝——帕巴拉康观音像,据传这尊木质观音像从公元7世纪流传至今,是由檀香木自然形成的菩萨造型,整尊佛像未经加工,仅是着色而成。 参观完布达拉宫,从后门出来,眺望阳光下的拉萨市容。沿着步道,我们走下布达拉宫。 布达拉宫的北面,层层步道,凑拥着高高的宫殿。 眺望北边的拉萨市区,依稀可见远处山脚下的色拉寺。 16号清晨8点半,我和两个朋友一起,乘坐拉萨——樟木的班车,出发赶往樟木。 这趟班车是每周二、四、六从拉萨出发,在火车站旁边的柳梧客运站发车,票价296元,要当天晚上12点左右才能赶到樟木,还是比较辛苦的。现在拉萨至加德满都开了一趟国际大巴,但是每周只有一班,票价500多,感觉不划算。 出发后,车沿着拉萨河一路往西,过了曲水县后,本来应该沿着318国道,顺着雅鲁藏布江直奔日喀则。但是现在318国道修路,班车从曲水过江,经羊卓雍错、江孜,至日喀则。这样走路程比较绕一点,好处就是可以顺带观赏一下羊湖的美景。过江之后开始爬山,回望雅鲁藏布江河谷。 翻越5030米的岗巴拉山口,美得无与伦比的羊卓雍错出现在我们面前。 羊卓雍错,简称羊湖,与纳木错、玛旁雍错并称西藏三大圣湖,面积678平方公里,湖面海拔4441米。远处天边,是海拔7206米的宁金抗沙峰,是西藏中部四大雪山之一。 我和朋友开玩笑说,羊湖可以取一个外号,叫“哇湖”,可能你已经来过好几次了,但是每次当你翻过岗巴拉山口,第一眼看到羊湖那魔幻般的蓝色,你仍然会情不自禁地“哇”出声来。 湖边的小小村庄,每天面对这样的美景,多么令人羡慕的生活。 湖面犹如蓝色绸缎,微风下泛起层层波纹。 白云朵朵,映照在湖面。 湖岸弯弯,远处雪峰连绵。 湖边的牧羊人。 ([]
说实话,不去墨脱想去感受一下;而进了墨脱却只有一条路选择:朝前走。其他的即使你再奢望那也是空想。你到那时候没有退路,任何想退却的愿望只能是想想而已。 说实话,进墨脱是对自己的挑战,尤其是你想自己背包进去的话,就更是一种挑战。对于几乎没时间锻炼的人士来说,要么别去要么请背夫,就这两个选择。 说实话,墨脱已经通路了,札墨公路从波密一直通到墨脱县城,还以为这里是中国最后一个没有通公路的县城的人们请更正这个想法。但路况是非常之差这是实话,我觉得是我走过的最难走的公路,可以上下左右把你颠个佩服,要是会晕车的也想清楚再去。 说实话,墨脱的景色是绝佳的,但却没有变化性,就是一派的原始雨林的感觉,走路4天依旧是差不多同样的景色,连路上做生意的四川人都疑惑说:“里面有什么好看的啊?” 说实话,去墨脱是对自己毅力的巨大挑战,你走了你会更平和会对工作和生活更有忍耐力,是自己人生的一个提高。 1.香格里拉 进多了藏区,就对藏区的建筑或是风景几乎都会产生很大的免疫力。路上小鱼就说中甸的草甸好像没有郎木寺那边的那么有气势,只是小小的一块,而不是像甘南的那样远远的都望不到边际。 从昆明做高快去中甸,从早上一直坐到了晚上,短短的13个小时,回想一下,在这次的旅途中真算是最好消磨的路程了。 到了中甸,联系了小草,阿飞和阿科,他们早我们到了几小时,在香格里拉青旅已经住下了。 当晚,几个人又对此次旅途进行了更深入的探讨和交流。但我们的领头人toby大哥还在路上,又只好等待了一夜。[ ]昆明到香格里拉的高快车好像每天只有1趟,从昆明西客运站发车,8点半发车,要13个小时才到香格里拉。香格里拉有两个青旅,一个在老城区一个在新城区,这次我们去的是新城区这个。此外还有非常有名的活佛之家等好几家老外喜欢的旅店。活佛专家竟然就在松寺旁边是大大出乎我的意料的。香格里拉青旅好像开的时间还不长,房间里面看起来都是新新的,但就是入住的人太少,不知道是位置的关系还是其他的什么原因。[ ]从中甸市区去云南最大的藏传佛教寺院松赞林寺倒是很方便,在路上看见市区走着的2路公交车上去就可以了,但你一定要打扮的很普通,不能让人知道你是来旅游的,否则司机师傅会在松寺的山门出叫你买票,35块呐,还是蛮多的一笔银子。在中甸也只有松寺可以去逛逛,其他的像的碧塔海之类的景区就看你是否喜欢了,我个人觉得倒是没有多大的意思。但是,松寺被叫做“小布达拉宫”,但看过布达拉宫你也就觉得这寺庙真是小得可怜了。格鲁派六大寺哪个都比松寺大好多倍,但对于云南最大的格鲁派寺庙这也很不容易了。去了松寺要看准时间,要是9点到11点才到寺庙里面,就几乎都是人了,你照相就只能看到人头,我和小鱼就一直先四处逛,逛到几乎没游客了才拿出相机来一通猛照。松赞林寺我个人认为这是松赞林寺里面最漂亮的小院[ ]松寺景色![ ]其实早早的去松赞林寺只是和小鱼一起打发无聊的时间的,那么松寺的景色也就随便照了一些,但回来发现其实无论哪个景点只要用心去发现都会有绝佳的PP的,比如在松寺你就没有必要随着什么旅游团一起走,企图混听什么解说。这样你倒反被限制住了,再说这些佛像壁画无非是宗喀巴大师啊,贾珠杰,克珠杰,根敦珠巴之类的大师,外加什么吉祥四瑞啊,八宝之类的,听了过会也就忘记了,还是看看景色吧,比如从寺庙的正门右边去看白塔,虽然是一个小坡,但却也有好些景色去拍去看呢。寺庙殿堂的大锁,和内地的是有不同啊。松赞林寺里面游人比较喜欢的一面大大的墙。松寺周围的小村远处的到底是个什么地方,要是我能有这里的房子就太好了,美景啊。某个大殿里面的大大的酥油灯香格里拉城里面有个小小的不收门票的烈士陵园,有时间的话应该去看看,解放中甸时候牺牲的战士,有好多墓碑上连名字也没有,我们去的时候好几个老外也在里面慢慢的看,不知道他们到底能看懂多少?路上见到的的土陶罐子,要是不是走那么长的路真该带一个回家呢。其实还没有出墨脱,或者是出了墨脱在八一的时候,我们6人就一直在讨论要在8264上发个“宏大”的帖子。但是我们到底是以什么样的立场去发这帖子我们一直有争论。一种说是要去有意的多害一些“无畏”的人去墨脱,把他们累个够惨。一种说要帮助更多的人知道怎样来墨脱和怎样开心的走完墨脱。其实在八一我们的结论是前者,甚至我像陈科大哥一看到他已经裂口的噢若卡的鞋子一定会依旧坚持前者说些不着边际的话来害人。但我现在还是把我们这次一些不能称其为经验而是教训的东西告诉大家吧。首先:关于《边防通行证》的问:我们是奥运期间到的墨脱,应该是检查边防证最严的时候,但我们六人里面只有小草,toby和我在我们自己的户口所在地办了边防证,其它三人都没有。陈科大哥用护照通过了;阿飞用单位证明原件通过了;小鱼在墨脱县派出所传真了户口所在地的户口证明和单位证明也过来了;在背崩的边防检查站人家解放军也说了用户口所在地的无罪证明原件或者复印件或者传真件都可以。墨脱没有复印店和传真机,要弄只有在县派出所去弄传真,但人家有点不乐意,呵呵。阿飞的单位证明大意如下:xx是我公司员工,于xx时间到西藏旅游,请各单位协助其办理西藏各地边防证……小鱼本来在80K就因为没有边防证而险些过不来,一直磨到给县派出所所长打电话说尽好话才给在墨脱弄传真过来,在背崩时候墨脱还打电话给背崩的派出所说要密切注意这个没有边防证的游客,真是给她几乎吓得半死。但我认为,为了避免到时候的担心,还是在自己家办好边防证或者带着护照好一些,人家检查的看这两样东西时间都很短,也就是说是最被认可的东西。在拉萨办理要100块,我们在拉萨听有人花了那么高的价钱办下来了,各位自己想一想是否划得着,即使可以最后退几十块钱。最起码我和小草的边防证办的时候就拿着身份证一分钱也没有要就办下来了,toby大哥在上海还弄了单位证明。还是把边防证的问说清楚吧。的确:现在去深圳,珠海等地方是不要边防证了,这也就是小鱼没有办到边防证的原因,那里的派出所已经快十年没有见过这东西了。但只有西藏和新疆的某些边境县要边防证,新疆的哪几个县我没研究过,但西藏的一些县要边防证,这主要是因为我们中学学过的所谓“麦克马洪线”的问,印度侵占的大片领土就与这一些县的县城很近,比如墨脱和察隅。办理边防证首先是国家的安全需要吧。论坛上有过西藏哪些地方要边防证的帖子了,大家自己搜一下,但办理边防证的时候,我们昆明的规矩是只能写三个县在边防证上,人家说了,把你去的终点县的名字写上,路过的没必要写。比如去墨脱就写墨脱,去察隅就写察隅,去阿里看玛旁雍错就写普兰县,去看古格遗迹就写扎达县,一路上去新疆就写日土县。实在地点很多就多开几张边防证。说没见过边防证的看看我出行前ps的这张PP吧。在中甸的香格里拉青旅的日子是愉悦和轻松的,白天睡到太阳出来,晚上和刚到的toby大哥开始喝酒,我觉得只是简单的青稞酒泡了点梅子,为什么我们同行的两位女生都会一个劲的大喝特喝,最后两位美丽的女生全喝醉了,但据说小草老大上一天就已经喝醉过一次了,陈科大哥不得不忍气吞声(其实是心里很高兴的吧)把小草抱上房间,扔下给她睡,自己再下来偷偷的喝酒。香格里拉青旅的酒坛就放在电视房里面,又不上锁,应该可以常常来喝一点。^_^在青旅的一角,架子上全是国内青旅的名片,大概有四五十家吧,我慢慢的找,竟然找到了好友老康在保山青旅的名片,顿时觉得这世界好小啊。2年前他们去了墨脱,现在我也要去了,却在这里看到了2年来他奋斗的痕迹,有趣得很呢。[ ]在香格里拉逛着,发现竟然也有昆明的烧饵块,还有夹着蔬菜的烧饵块,原来竟然没吃过,看起来也很干净,用个小盘拿着涂酱,我倒是建议吃甜酱,外地人比较容易接受。[ ]从中甸到波密,据说是2天一夜,又是一段无奈的大客车旅行,这几年在外面瞎跑,把我锻炼得竟然不会晕车了也算一个奇迹,但我们这次去车站卖票的就说了要准备十张身份证复印件,路上都要检查。但看着这几天连续不断的雨水,我真怀疑滇藏线又要塌方(最后的路线大出我们的预料)。要是在路上耽误一两天,弄得前不着村后不着店的就麻烦死了。阿飞他们已经买好了票,从中甸去拉萨的车,每三天发车一次。这次的车实在坐的太多,养成了一个坏毛病,上厕所随便路边上去解决,在这个岔路口,欣赏完了漂亮的陶器,就在人家房子背后解决问,一路也几乎是这样:男的车子左边,女的车子右边。不记得是小鱼和小草照了个什么好东西,好像是谁向谁献了一棵大大的狗尾巴花吧,小鱼就偷拍成功。后面是我们的领头大哥:toby!!一路都是立马下车第一个冲进饭店后厨点菜,而我们其它5人基本属于:“坐等吃”的舒服类型。我们买的车票是车子的倒数第二和第三排卧铺的下铺,一路上给toby和小草郁闷的是最后一排几位大哥的脚臭,就像小草说的,闻过臭的,没闻过那么臭的。最经典的是阿飞带了花露水,上车就把我们的被子一个一个全喷了一遍,但坐到第一天晚上,toby实在忍受不住了,拿了阿飞的花露水到最后一排的床铺上全喷了个遍,大叫实在忍受不住了,一直把头转了180度才说好些。一车上,脚臭,抽烟不停……全是煎熬啊。只要有机会就下车透气,坐司机的引擎盖上面,又暖和风景又好,还可以和司机聊些当地的风土,比如哪里的藏民村子有钱之类的。诱惑得我们一行的女士们见到村子就问那里的村长结婚了没有,有几个儿子,家里有多少头牦牛……小草的运气就是好,开着窗子透气避免闻脚臭都会有知了飞进怀中。前面这张pp是可以看看我们的床铺后面是这张pp是倒霉的知了,最后第二天被谁给压死了,在过道看见它扁扁的尸体!唉!本来以为我们会走滇藏线过奔子栏-盐井-芒康,但谁料滇藏已经塌方的不可救药了,只好绕道四川进去。香格里拉-得荣-巴塘-芒康,完全就是一个大圈圈嘛!得荣吃饭时见到的羞涩的藏香猪只要一有相机对准就跑开或扭头,但一收相机就欢快异常我喜欢收藏的东西,看着就好值钱,左贡一个老太太手上的。[ ]我本以为只有滇藏线会有连绵的群山,但芒康-八宿-左贡一线尽是那富有变化的群山,完全值得高兴的是,这些山包形态各异,都有无数的变化性,让人看个不厌。而这里群山间流淌的溪水也富有柔情。看山,不一定要雄壮的那种,不然的话太过于给人有压迫感同样,看山也不一定只能看那种秀丽的,不然的花太过于给人有局限感这一路的山脉却刚刚好,有着葱绿的树木,也有着寸草不生的荒凉。有着绕山而转的溪流,也有着连绵不绝的云和雾。一样的风景,要是换个角度再换个人,是不是会有不同呢?小草抓住这只可怜的知了之后,总是说自己是知了的妈 L 于是乎,拿自己的围巾包住了知了,名曰避免知了因为高山环境而被冷到于是,我怀疑知了的实际死因!我们第一次被检查身份证是在XX县的边界上有个很帅的兵哥哥被小草看上了,于是,小草以超慢的速度靠近了拿着枪的兵哥哥,说道:“这枪,我能摸摸吗?”得到允许后,摸了又摸,直到兵哥哥烦了,直接把枪扔给她去摸个够。但眼睛一直看着小草的右手!陈科大哥乘机靠近。混上了这张宝贵的照片。这时候,小草问我,拿枪怎么拿啊? L 左手拿着弹夹,右手欲拿扳机那里。这一问立马提醒了兵哥哥,以极快的速度抢过弹夹又才把枪扔给小草。这时候小鱼也慢慢凑上来,两位女士一个劲拉着兵哥哥要照相,人家无奈之下。。。[ ]羞涩的猪同样没有把正脸给小草但小草竟然说。。。。。。美女(左)与野兽 ;P道路漫漫我佩服骑车进藏的勇士这位老哥45了,从成都一个人骑来的。竟然不带睡袋,每天骑到差不多有人家就停下。而且不带锅和炉头。晚上才有热饭吃!巴塘镇路口检查的帅警察小草照他,而他竟然叫小草留下电话有空联系联系,呵呵从巴塘上来了一群藏族美女,据说是去山里面拣蘑菇的。^_^哈哈完全就是拣蘑菇小姑娘的现代版嘛小草和小鱼一个劲问人家村子的具体情况:村长几岁?有几个儿子?村长家牦牛有几头?把人家问了个高兴,分别把自己项链上的绿松石给了她们一人一颗。而这群姑娘几乎都叫“卓玛”,于是,小鱼给自己起名叫“金珠卓玛”而小草的卓玛太难记,于是,我们以后就把她叫做"玉盆卓玛"可爱的金珠卓玛脖子上就是刚得到的绿松石!(口水ing)本次班车的帅司机,只有26岁哦。[ ]左贡出去是美丽的山,山间有潺潺的溪流,而这些溪流都只有一个归宿---伟大的怒江!路边的小溪的确是提神的好东西,连续2晚上没有刷牙洗脸,用小溪的水对付一下也不错。在八宿,刚才我们还说川藏南线慢慢的路况越来越好了,比得上青藏线了,这路立马来了个大变脸,不知道哪里修路,把路挖了好深。于是,我们很高兴的下车拍照,其实心里面都但愿多修一会,省的上车也无聊。因为小草和toby最喜欢停车了,一下车,空气都那么清新![ ]([]
马尔代夫,上帝抛洒人间的项链香港,国际化的东方明珠从麻袋到香港,注定经典应朋友要求,把全程记录下来,以便日后参考仅仅是篇流水账,不敢称为攻略,“攻略”二字分量太重,小猫担待不起因为是流水账,所以此篇注定啰嗦综合各位看官的提问,在开篇统一回答吧1、去的哪个岛?喵答:麻袋有一百多个度假岛可选,小猫选择的是Centara grand,国内通常称之为中央格兰德。因为它可以满足小猫对于房型、浮潜、一价全包、中文服务等等的需求。(附上Centara介绍一份,仅供参考)2、费用多少?喵答:1.59W/人,包括香港往返马累机票,马累往返酒店岛的水飞,岛上的吃喝住行等全包。从国际航班的选择、上岛方式的选择、岛屿的选择、岛上房型的选择、住宿天数的选择、餐饮的选择等等,都影响到价位。就像组装电脑似的,不同配置搭配出来的价格也不同,所以没有固定报价。选择适合自己的就好。我们选择的美佳航空直飞马代(不用转机),水飞上岛(水飞最贵,但是先生非常想体验),两天沙屋+两天水屋,并且是岛上最具特色的夕阳水屋,得出1.59W的数字,跟我们同一航班的一对夫妻是用内飞方式(内陆飞机)上岛,比我们便宜一千块。对吃不太感兴趣的话可以选择不含餐,一顿饭可以省去80-100美金,吃货们最好选择含全餐,虽然总报价偏贵,但比单点要划算的多。如果是又爱吃又爱玩,那推荐一价全包,吃玩都包了,很省心。(不知道这样解释得清楚不,如有不清楚,再留言哈)3、自助还是跟团?喵答:小猫通过网络在旅行社订的机票+酒店,6天4夜自由行,从香港出发,直飞麻袋。4、关于穷游喵答:去麻袋不代表我富有,吃方便面不代表我潦倒,在我喜欢的风景中吃一碗我喜欢的方便面,是一种情怀。(失误的是这次忘带方便面了)看完帖子大家会了解到,一路上我们是怎样精打细算节约开支,让努力攒的旅费发挥更大作用的!(旅行计划书已附上,跟实际出行计划略有不同,仅供参考) 6月18日上午,乘坐高铁离开洛阳,驶往深圳。 两个吃货之旅拉开帷幕。 列车驶入广东境内,出现大片的水田,房屋变得稠密 一天很快就晃过去了,下午六点多,到达深圳北站第一眼深圳 因为第二天要从罗湖口岸过关去香港,今晚的住宿酒店就定在了罗湖区,酒店是从网上预订的。 深圳粤佳商务酒店(地址:深圳罗湖区和平路船步街12号电话:0755—25928111)交通:深圳北 乘坐龙华线——少年宫站E口出,转乘228路中心书城北站——渔民村站——抵达粤佳商务酒店(43分钟) 粤佳附近还有很多酒店,一间挨一间,特别是7天连锁,遍地都是,还有一家叫“王子酒店”很吸引人,可惜先生没订在那里。 看到上图左边的扶梯了么,从扶梯上去,就可以乘坐龙华线地铁啦~ 当然要先在自动售票机处购买地铁票 到达少年宫站,暮色正浓 出地铁后向前直走(向西)一分钟到公交车站,等待228路 乘228路到渔民村,下车往回走,看见立交桥左转200米左右,即到酒店 办理完入住立马奔出门去找食 一出门就看见凉茶,先来一杯祛湿的排排毒 这个味道,比某老吉苦多了 离酒店不远就有一座商场,猜想里面一定有吃的,就一头扎进去 一逛还真感叹啊:深圳人民生活质量就是高,商场里还能滑真冰,还真有几个溜得像模像样的 不想了,赶紧找食。 由于深居内陆很少吃海鲜,决定来尝一尝回转寿司 价格偏贵,味道一般,二人吃了160+,没有吃饱,先生建议去小摊上找点吃的,小猫欣然同意 边找小吃边往酒店走,一路上嘴巴不停,鱼蛋、水果,已经塞到十成饱,看见鱼皮饺没把持住,又来了一碗 很好吃呦,连汤带饺吃得精光,这家小店叫做“一味克拉”,粤佳酒店一出门右手边就是~ 对了,粤佳酒店不提供免费的洗漱用品,一套10元。这10元我就不让酒店挣了,咱出门一向装备齐全,洗漱用品更不在话下。 6月19日 早晨9点退房,吃早餐,还是一味克拉,牛腩面 从粤佳酒店到罗湖口岸只有一站路,可步行也可乘坐公交车,到达深圳火车站西广场,上天桥步行到罗湖口岸,非常近。 罗湖口岸每天早晨6:30时开闸,晚上0:00时关闸。 过关的人很多,但井然有序,马上就不能用wap了,想想有点小桑心 OH!忘记交代了,我们订的航班是从香港直飞麻袋,内地游客持香港机票可以在港停留7天,不需要办入港证噢~ 今天计划到西贡玩一天,晚上在机场凑合一夜,等待第二天一早的航班 一小时后,我们站在了特别行政区的土地上,这也意味着,今后9天的来电都是国际长途了 过关之后首先办张八达通,每张150港币,里面含100元费用,可是超不经用,一天下来就刷的差不多了。 罗湖到西贡的交通方式有很多,如下:1.罗湖站31分钟大学站(B口)步行大学火车站(乘坐新界区专线小巴807a)15分钟海柏站步行海栢花园站(乘坐九巴299路)41分钟西贡总站步行西贡海鲜街(807a:6:00—23:59299路:10:28—19:28)2.罗湖站——大学站(B口)——大学火车站(乘坐新界区专线小巴807k)——雅典居站(乘坐九巴299路)——西贡总站——西贡海鲜街3.罗湖站——大学站(B口)——大学火车站(乘坐新界区专线小巴807b)——黄竹湾站步行麦边站(乘坐新界区专线小巴9路)——西贡码头站4.罗湖站——大学站(B口)——大学火车站(乘坐新界区专线小巴807b)——黄竹湾站步行麦边站(乘坐城巴698r)——西贡站 我们选择的第一条方案,过关之后跟着人群去乘搭地铁,到达大学站下车。 找到B口出站,右手边走一点就能看到小巴807A 要提前跟司机说到花园站下哦 香港的公交司开的不是车,是疯狂老鼠,他在上坡下坡急转弯中炫耀着车技,我在喷与不喷中徘徊 还好路程不长,很快到达花园站,在此换乘299双层巴士直达西贡码头 299 很舒服的双层巴士 到达西贡已是中午,第一件事------找海鲜。 按照网上攻略说的“全记海鲜”找到了这家店,进去之后发现情况不对,这是一家卖套餐的店,并不是海鲜店,但是已经落座,想走也不好意思了,于是尝试着点了一份海鲜饭。 先生点的咖喱牛腩被我好一顿鄙视,跑海边来吃牛肉,在家没吃够是咋地。 海鲜饭还挺好吃的,里面鱼虾壳贝儿都有,味道也不错,合我口味 两份套餐一共70多港币 小吃店后面就是码头,吃完饭到打算过去溜溜,刚往店后面一转,My god!这后面才是海鲜一条街啊 先生很伤感地叨叨:吃错了。。。 海鲜街临着港湾,坐在这吹着海风吃着海鲜多惬意啊,只是这会儿肚子饱饱的,还是先逛逛消消食吧,晚上再来海吃! 露一小胖脸 跟回程时相比,现在还算瘦的,9天以后惨不忍睹好大好大的螃蟹 好大好大的虾 看把我稀奇的,从小都木有见过么~~~ 各种奇奇怪怪的海鲜让人新奇的不行 我问先生:咱是不是到了水族馆了 不要以为这是小鱼哦,实事上它足有一米长呢 背着大包逛街实属无奈,罗湖出关一直到西贡,都没有地方可以寄存,在西贡问了几间小商店,想着出点银子把包包寄存一会儿,都被老板一口回绝,又想找个超市总有存包的吧,没想到香港的超市不用存,拿着什么都可以进,汗哪,没有办法,只能自己背着了。 继续瞧新鲜去 西贡街景 全记,这才是我们要找的全记 奇怪的是海鲜街牌坊里外有好几家“全记” 有点蒙圈 不想了 抓紧接着溜达,争取早点饿 街头很多在晾晒的小鱼干 马路很干净,可海水里,特别是饭店门口的海水里,好多脏兮兮的东西,看了心痛,没有拍 我一直碎碎念:这不是海这不是海这不是海 真希望第一次看海,看到的是马尔代夫那样清澈的海水,而不是眼前被玷污过的浑水 从海鲜街的尽头转到了小街道,两旁是各种商铺 我被一包大龙虾片深深吸引 写的那么诱人 老板娘又诱惑我说:好吃又新鲜,刚炸的哦 我警惕的问她:这里面是虾还是面啊 她理直气壮的说当然是大龙虾啊,你尝尝 先生递过钱,我拆了一包,瞬间感觉老板娘侮辱了我的智商 这跟某某虾条有个毛区别,就是一包面 老板娘还在一旁自信的教导我:小口吃不行,大口才香。 香你妹 走过这间店 先生说不吃扔了吧 我愤愤的把这包炸面片塞进了登山包里,那10块钱是好挣的啊 没想到这一举动相当正确,这个后面会讲到 在寻找满记甜品的路上 当地的菜市场,有点香港电影里的赶脚 旧旧的但很有味道的小花店 西贡不大,满记很好找的,如果找不到就问一下路人 在香港,与人打招呼第一句话通常是“Excuse me!” 男女老少通用 经吃货鉴定:味道很正,不像是添加剂做的 西贡这家满记不接受刷卡,只能付现金 还有个霸王条款,人民币100=港币100,真不厚道 去银行兑换的话,人民币79.8=港币100 幸好先生做足了功课,提前在内地兑换好了港币和美金 溜达了半天,还不到三点 于是决定去逛超市,购物是假,蹭空调是真 另外还可以把大包卸下休息会儿,嘿嘿 15港币买了3个橙子,蹭了一小时空调,真划算 好容易悠到4点,先生说他还没一点饿劲,要不然今天不吃海鲜了吧,从麻袋返程回来再吃,现在出发去机场 我一想那哪行啊,到时黄了怎么办 先生诧异:你还吃得下? 我笑而不语,吃货的称号是白来的么,这一身膘是白养的么,想当初姐姐也是吃自助餐扶墙进扶墙出的主 为了不耽误去机场的时间,当即决定晚饭提前至4点,由我主吃,先生尝尝。哦耶!龙虾,我来了! 海鲜街有好几家全记 我们就近选了一家,点了双人豪华套餐,388港币,四盘海鲜,一盘蔬菜,一碟水果,含茶水、服务费、税。(香港很多餐厅吃饭都要收服务费和税) 芝士龙虾伊面底 白灼海上虾 清蒸海上鲜,好像是鲳鱼,跟牛肉差不多老 蒜蓉粉丝蒸瑶柱 这一桌子,除了龙虾盘里的面条,和半条鲳鱼,其他真的被我扫光了。。 从此踏上了一条发福的不归路 好好吃 好好吃 消食神器----大力山楂丸! 吃饱喝足,和店门口的大鱼来张合影 好大的鱼,尾巴还没照上呢 告别西贡,下一站香港国际机场 在码头的汽车站乘坐专线1A号绿色小巴士,再次体验一把疯狂老鼠 我不断鼓励自己,不能喷不能喷,饭好贵的 坐1A到彩虹站下车,坐地铁观塘线至太子站,转荃湾线到荔景,再转东涌线到东涌,出地铁站,乘城巴S1路到香港国际机场一号客运大楼。([]
〖前言〗2013年8月7日上午,肯尼亚首都内罗毕乔默-肯雅塔国际机场爆发大火,烧毁国际到达大厅,机场关闭。听闻这个消息时,我们正在从安博塞利返回内罗比的路上。“既然机场关闭,我们是不是可以晚回几天?正好可以再去一次马赛马拉!”得知这条坏消息,我们的第一反应不是叹气,反倒有点幸灾乐祸。我们在马赛马拉只呆了三天,三天的时间,对于辽阔无边的马赛马拉草原来说哪里足够,只觉意犹未尽,诸多遗憾。8月8日,按原计划下午我们就将搭乘阿联酋航空返国。但一大早便得知消息,国际机场当天依旧关闭。清静和飞翔开始与旅行社及保险公司联系,75忙着联系更便宜的酒店,因为十有八九我们这天是无法离开了。走不了,但也去不了马赛马拉,因为正值马赛马拉的旺季,如果没有提前几个月预订住宿,根本是一房难求。午饭后,我们兵分两路:大部队去机场确认航班消息,我和蟋蟀头及75去希尔顿酒店预订当晚的住宿。因美亚保险认为机场火灾不在我们的保险范围之内,保险公司拒不承担我们滞留的任何费用,所以我们得找便宜一点的住宿。对于我们这类出行常住青旅或家庭旅馆的驴友来说,希尔顿这样的五星级酒店向来不在考虑之内。但,这是在内罗毕,我们必须为自己选择一个安全的酒店。而安全,往往则意味着昂贵。在希尔顿订好住宿后,我们三人赶到机场与大部队汇合。机场区的空气里依旧弥漫着一股浓烈的焦味,国际航班抵达区的建筑被浓烟熏黑,且部分坍塌。此情此景,惨不忍睹。对于我们这些滞留的客人将如何处置,机场与阿联酋航空没有任何表态。我们一无所获地离开机场,回到希尔顿。200美元/晚的住宿费,除了安全,我们并没得到更多。房间又小又旧,似乎连如家也不如,晚餐的费用又高得离谱,大家再也没有玩的心情,只一门心思想着回去。8月9日,一大早check out后赶到机场,机场早已是人潮汹涌,混乱不堪。我们挤在一个小通道处,在长不到十米的通道排了两三个小时,才总算安检完进入check-in大厅。原以为进去后便诸事大吉,谁知那只是等待的开始。check-in大厅里早已挤得人满为患,但离开的人少,进来的人却在源源不断地增加。在阿联酋团队check-in的柜台前又排队两小时后,方得知阿联酋当天并没增加一个航班,这意味着7号8号未离开的旅客将继续滞留。满怀希望的人群一片哗然,开始躁动不安。阿联酋航空的工作人员站在柜台上讲话,让非当天机票的乘客离开,“NO!NO!”滞留的旅客,而且大多是中国游客,喊着统一的口号,表示抗议。这样的劝退与躁动发生几个回合后,驻内罗毕的中国大使馆人员赶到,人群爆发出一阵掌声,集体喊着“我们要回家!我们要回家!”这样的场面我从未经历,有点震惊,也有点感动。大使馆参赞与各团队的领队交流后,又与阿联酋的工作人员沟通。但那晚,我们的等待并没有一个好的结束。八月的内罗毕,晚上凉风习习。机场上已搭了两天的帐篷,依然还在搭建中,黑人兄弟的工作效率,实在不能令人恭维。我们一群人站在机场的一块空地上,讨论我们的何去何从。讨论没有结果,唯一确定的是,先回酒店休息。在机场耗了一整天,大家都累了,身心俱疲。所幸的是,8月10日一大早,阿联酋航空便来电,要我们赶紧去机场。这一天,机场的秩序明显比前一天好很多,我们顺利地办完值机、通关、安检,直至坐到帐篷搭成的临时候机大厅时,心里才安定许多。心安之余,回想肯尼亚的这十多天旅程,只觉内心五味杂陈。原以为可以在肯尼亚无污染的大草原上畅快呼吸,享受天然氧吧,谁知灰尘铺天盖地,大家都用口罩或头巾捂着脸,每天回到房间都是蓬头垢面。原以为可以在内罗毕穿街走巷,享受逛街乐趣,谁知内罗毕安全堪忧,因抢劫时常发生,我们所停留的地方,除了餐厅,就是酒店。原以为只要在对的时节到了马赛马拉,每天都可以欣赏到角马过河的壮观场景,谁知这其实非常靠运气。但不得不承认,近距离看动物是多么美好的一件事。优雅的长颈鹿、温顺的斑马、性感的猎豹、稳重的大象、猥琐的鬣狗、霸气十足的狮子。。。当曾在动物园里才能看到的动物,忽然在我周围自由行走、奔跑,那感觉真是无以伦比的美妙。特别是当狮子情侣含情脉脉地对望时,那一刻,我的心瞬间被打动,化得如水一般温柔。当然,更多的故事,更多的细节,还是请与我一起,走进肯尼亚。 D1(7-29)上海——迪拜——内罗毕4点钟,天未亮,整个城市还在沉睡中,我俩便拎着行李从家里出发了,去浦东机场与朋友们汇合。我们将搭乘715的航班,经迪拜转机前往肯尼亚的首都内罗毕。在这之前,我只睡了3个小时。待飞机准时起飞时,我已进入沉沉的睡梦中。在梦中,我似乎进入了时光隧道,去往另一个不同维度的空间。但的确,那是另一个不同的国度,位于赤道上的东非国家——肯尼亚。抵达时,我们的时针将往回拨5个小时。时光倒流,在抵达肯尼亚的那一刻,梦想成真。 内罗毕国际机场,号称是东非最大、也最繁忙的机场,但在我们看来,小,且陈旧。繁忙却是真,当地时间傍晚19点过时,依然人流如潮,通关时,三四个关口处排着冗长的队伍。机场让人失望,但入住的酒店Crowne plaza却是当晚最大的惊喜了。出发之前,领队清静就说,肯尼亚的条件不太好, 即使五星级酒店,也不一定有wifi,也不保证有热水淋浴,千万不要用国内五星级酒店的准来衡量。所以,当我们走进酒店,便有人递上热毛巾和芒果汁,有人主动帮忙搬送行李,再到走进房间,眼前一亮,打开手机,免费联上wifi时,激动之情便难以言喻了。只是,酒店禁止吸烟,不仅只是酒店大堂等公共区域,所有房间都禁止抽烟。烟瘾难耐的蟋蟀头不甘心,让我打电话到前台,询问何处可以抽烟。话筒那边的声音,礼貌且明确:请下楼,走出酒店大门。如此严格的禁烟,是我们意想不到的,更意想不到的是,酒店居然在门口设有安检,所有的行李都必须通过安检。当时虽觉奇怪,却并不太为意,只是在后来的行程中,才渐渐明了其中的原因所在。 D2(7-30)内罗毕——马赛马拉 早餐后,我们便径直驱车离开酒店,没有在内罗毕作任何停留,直接驶向马赛马拉。座落在使馆区的Crowne plaza,似乎位于市区之外,仅几分钟而已,我们便已远离内罗毕,行驶在两边是乡村或镇子的公路上。而内罗毕的真实面貌,尚未见识。 我们团队20人,共租了六辆面包车,每辆车3-4人。我和蟋蟀头、龙之杰三人一辆。刚上车坐稳,蟋蟀头便要我和司机说,带我们去买打火机。司机约瑟夫Joseph一口答应。一边开车,一边回过头说道:“no problem.” 刹车没踩,车速没减,还回过头来说话,他这个举动吓坏了我,赶紧说道:“别转头,别转头!”我的话音刚落,约瑟夫又把头转了回来,举着手里的香烟告诉我们,“车里可以吸烟”。他这句话让蟋蟀头和龙之杰高兴不已,赶紧给约瑟夫递过去一支烟。因为,在这之前,我们的导游再三告诫,肯尼亚很多地方不能随便吸烟,比如公共场所、草原、车上。但刚出发,就有这样的破例,两个烟鬼当然兴奋不已。他俩兴奋,我却有另外的担忧。约瑟夫开车时只要说话,必定回头,这习惯令我最初非常担心行驶的安全问。但实际上,我当然是多虑了。黑人司机的脑袋后面似乎还长了另一双眼睛似的,他们即使回头说话,也能灵活地与对面的车辆擦肩而过。 9点过,我们途中的第一次停车,杜导说,东非大裂谷到了。东非大裂谷,这条长度相当于地球周长1/6的大裂谷,是大陆上最大的断裂带。深陷的地沟,犹如地球的一道巨大伤疤。位于肯尼亚的裂谷,只是东非大裂谷的一部分。在裂谷地带,发现了距今已经有350万年的“能人”(从猿到人过渡阶段的人)遗骨,诸多考古发现证明东非大裂谷是人类文明最古老的发源地之一。在人类起源问上,很多科学家支持“非洲起源说”,即目前生活在世界各地的现代人类的祖先在大约20万年前起源于非洲,然后在距今10万年以内离开非洲,向亚洲和欧洲扩散。我们其实都是非洲后裔,你相信吗?maybe。但眼前的大裂谷,因为角度问,并不能让我们感受到视觉上的震撼。眼见不一定为实,便是这个道理。在大裂谷观景点,蟋蟀头的最大收获,可能便是买到的两盒火柴。观景点旁边一个木雕礼品店,我问售货员是否有打火机出售?他摇头,然后从袋中掏出1盒火柴。我点点头,“这个也行。” 售价1美元,没有讨价还价。想再问他多买一盒,他跑去另一个房间,对另一个人叽叽咕咕一阵后,那个人不知从什么角落里又翻出一盒火柴。火柴难道是这里的稀缺货?我有点不明白。后来问约瑟夫,为何他们不卖打火机,只有火柴?他回答,因为打火机的气有伤身体,所以人们不爱用。真是这样吗?我半信半疑。 再一次停车时,正值中午时分,我们停在一家酒店午餐。下了车,男人们除了抽烟,便是纷纷抢着与黑人兄弟合影。他们的心思谁都明白,无非是想彰显一下自己的皮肤有多白。蟋蟀头之前一直说自己晒得太黑,现在他终于心理平衡了。不仅不黑,而且看起来似乎太白了。 我们的司机约瑟夫,英语说得比我溜。在曾经是英国殖民地的肯尼亚,英语是官方语言,课本全部是英语写成。所以,只要上过学读过书的肯尼亚人,都会说一口流利英语,而且还是英式口语。非洲是一夫多妻制,所以我很好奇,约瑟夫娶了几个妻子。当他回答我,没有结婚时,我大为诧异。再问他年龄,他告诉我,他43了。听闻他已43岁还没有结婚,我表示不相信。他淡淡地笑着,“结过婚,但现在离了。”后来聊起他的生意时,他才说,7~10月是肯尼亚的旺季,他几乎天天开车在外;即使淡季的时候,也是隔一周外出一周,聚少离多,所以就离婚了,而且没有儿女。现在正和一个中国女孩交往中。约瑟夫的坦诚相告,让我了解到现在的肯尼亚,城市中的男人们迫于经济上的压力,一夫多妻在减少,这种现象也许在农村会更为普遍。 午餐是自助餐。实际上,我们在肯尼亚这一路上,在酒店都是自助餐,如果在草原上,就是酒店准备的餐盒。非洲的饮食比想像中好。午餐后,继续上路。路边的植物,开始变得奇奇怪怪。 初来乍到,沿途的所有风景都令我们感觉新鲜,即使车没有停留片刻,我们手中的相机快门也没停歇过。在通往马赛马拉的前半段路程时,约瑟夫并不干涉我们拍照,但后半段路经一些小镇时,他便严禁我们拍照,“NO photo!”他说归说,我们拍归拍,并不太理会他的干涉。但没想到,他神情更加严肃地阻止道:“这里不要拍照!如果你们再拍,街上的人会拿石子扔我们的。”一边说,他一边晃着右臂,做出扔石子的举动。我看着路边的人们,他们中的有些人在我们经过时还会向我们挥挥手。我很难想像,如果我拍他们,下一刻,他就会捡起石头攻击我们。但约瑟夫的严肃劲告诉我们,他不是在瞎编故事,他一定亲身经历过,他的车可能就被那些石子砸坏过。 越接近马赛马拉,灰尘越大。当车从公路转入土路时,灰尘已是铺天盖地,迎着车袭来。即使车窗全部摇紧,也丝毫无用,在剧烈的颠簸中,车窗很容易就被颠开一条缝,然后缝隙越来越大。车中,一股干燥而呛人的土味,弥散开来。我和蟋蟀头都戴上了口罩,但过不了太久,蟋蟀头还是把口罩摘到了一边,“太闷了,气也喘不过来的感觉”。约瑟夫果然不愧有15年的车龄,驾驶经验丰富,即使路烂到极点,车七摇八颠,他也几乎不减速。别小看他这辆破面包车,可是改装过的拥有四驱的面包车。真正是面包车的外型,越野车的本领。车虽然颠得厉害,但我们还是睡着了。待再醒来时,蟋蟀头抹了下嘴巴,伸手向我要水喝,“我得喝口水把嘴里的土给咽下去。”他这话,把我刚喝进嘴里的水,差点喷出来。待我们六辆车终于全部停下来,我们可以下车透下风喘口气时,周围已是一片清新。“快看,那边的一群羚羊!”不知谁叫了一声,所有人的相机都对准了不远处草地上的一小群羚羊 。这是我们在草原上第一次看到动物,难免兴奋。但在后面的几天,这样的羚羊随处可见时,大家也就习以为常了。毕竟,这是非洲大草原上最最常见的一种动物。 上车,继续向前。刚刚进入马赛马拉的我们,新鲜、好奇、兴奋。显然,斑马比我们淡定许多。七八月是马赛马拉的冬季,枯黄的草色,一片片地蔓延开来,羚羊开始随处可见。我们的车停在了马赛村的门口。这些身披红布,手执一根木棒的男人,便是传说中连野兽也怕的骁勇善战的马赛人。我拿着一袋给小朋友们准备的棒棒糖跳下车,谁知,刚下车,这袋棒棒糖就几乎被这些男人们瓜分干净。去非洲之前,在书中了解到,马赛人不爱拍照,因为他们担心拍照会带走他们的灵魂。所以,我对去马赛村拍照心有顾忌。但是,这已不是一般的马赛村了,它已经商业化。早已见惯了各类游客,再加上我的棒棒糖,这些马赛男人都很乐意与我合影一张,即使把他们人手不离的木棒借我一用也是无所谓。 要识别马赛男人很容易,因为他们的装束很醒目:两块红底黑条或红底黑格的布,一块扎在腰上遮羞,一块披在肩上。马赛男人之所以喜欢身披红布,其实是为了吓跑狮子等野兽,保护他们赖以生存的牛群。随着时代的变迁,这块传统的红布不再是单一的红底黑条,也变换出多种样式,出现了黑条、黄条、蓝条或者黄格、蓝格,唯一不变的就是大红的底色。蟋蟀头提出要披一下他们身上的那块红布,那个马赛人立马答应,把自己身上的披风解下来,给蟋蟀头围上,再系个结,就OK了,穿戴十分容易。 这个说一口流利英语的马赛男人叫Peter,我注意到,甚至于他的装束都与其他马赛男人不一样。Peter指着距离我们不远的一个小门说道:“请大家抓紧时间,赶紧过来吧,我们为你们准备了节目。”那个用树枝扎起来的拱形小门便是马赛村的入口,低矮的入口与他们修长的身材完全不符。我们猜想是为防大型野兽进入才设计成这样的。参观马赛村并非免费,每人要收取35美元。这样一个自费项目让团队中的部分人有点犹豫不决,踌躇着是否要花200多人民币的门票去参观一个商业化的小村落。他们的犹而不决让Peter有点不耐烦了,大声地说道,“如果不参观村子,请不要再拍任何照片。”不能拍人,即使拍风景照也不行。最终,我们的团队一分为二,一部分去参观马赛村,另一部分则直接去酒店。关于值得不值得,每个人的心里都有把秤,且准不一,难以评判。我只是认为,既然已到了别人家门口了,人都站门口欢迎我们了,那就去吧,就算是一种礼仪。门票,就算是我们登门拜访的一点礼金而已。去亲朋好友家串门做客,我们还得拎点东西了,去别人村里作客送点礼品更是无可厚非。最重要的是,即使这已是一个对游客开放的马赛村,它也还是马赛村,是马赛人自己的家,而非一个临时搭建起来供游客参观的人工景点。跟着Peter进了马赛村。过那道拱门时,身材矮小如我,也得弯腰才能进入。村不大,零落地散着一些土坯砌成的房屋。低矮的土屋,与马赛人的身高同样不匹配。待我们一一进入,十几个马赛男人已经排成一排,准备为我们跳“勇士之舞”。“勇士之舞”是马赛男人的传统舞蹈,在他们的哼唱中,一个接一个的马赛人开始立定跳高,跳完一轮,再来一轮。除了绷紧小腿,笔直地往上跳,勇士之舞没有更多动作,手上也不需要多余的比划,只要尽可能地跳得高些就行。这真是我所见过的最简单的舞蹈。但其实,跳得高,跑得快,历来就是马赛人对勇士的认定准,这其实也与他们的游牧习性相关。(拍摄者:蟋蟀头) 跳完舞,Peter开始为我们介绍他们的村庄。Peter说,收来的门票钱是为六个村子的100多个孩子筹建学校而用。得知我们每人交的35美元将用来建学校时,我心里顿时宽慰了许多。我问Peter,他为何会说英语?因为在我的想法里,以游牧为生的马赛部落,遵循传统生活方式的马赛人,一口流利的英语,似乎与他们完全沾不上边。Peter告诉我,他上过学。他竟然上过学?我有点吃惊。再问,村里有多少人上过学时,他平静地说道:“两个人。”另一个人,便是他的弟弟。“你是村长吗?”我问。能有这样特殊待遇的人,在我看来,必定是特权阶层。“NO。my father is chief.” 原来,他是酋长的儿子。Peter很得意地告诉我,他有10个老婆?十个老婆?!太让人吃惊了,他怎么顾得过来?“你结婚了吗?”这次轮到他向我提问了。“结婚了。”我指了指正在拍照的蟋蟀头。“不过,他只有我一个老婆。”我补充道。“你老婆向我提了这么多问,看来她爱上我了。要不,你把她让给我吧!”Peter开玩笑地和蟋蟀头说道。“NO。”蟋蟀头摇着头答道。但后来,他后悔了,和我说,“我应该假装答应他,再看他打算用多少头牛来换你,你就知道你值多少头牛了!”他刚一说完,便被我狠狠地掐了一下。不过,以畜牧为生的马赛人,的确是用牲畜作为娶亲的聘礼,据说十头牛就可以娶一个老婆。 接下来,Peter就要带我们进屋去参观了。马赛人的房屋用泥土和牛龚搭建而成,屋顶则用茅草盖上。在马赛娶老婆,男人不用担心房子问,因为房屋都由老婆搭建,一个老婆一个屋子。门很小,依然只能弯腰进去。进去后是厅,除了一股难闻的骚味,小小的厅里什么也没有。如果要坐下来,对着门,靠墙的一侧有一条砌高的土堆,可以当沙发一用。而这难闻的味道,则来自牲畜。因为牲畜是马赛人的财产,有时晚上会让牛羊进屋,以防被野兽偷袭。所以,马赛人的房屋实际上是人畜共用,有股怪味也就在所难免了。侧面有个更小的门洞,钻进去,再向左转个弯,便是卧室了。这样的内部构造,其实是防止野兽或者敌人的贸然闯入。卧室小得可怜。靠右的地上用土稍微砌高点,再铺一些布,就是他们的床了。我有一个疑问,马赛人这么高的个子,这么短的床,岂不是从来都不能伸直腿睡觉?距离床边不到一米远的土灶,便是他们煮饭的地方。而墙上那个透着光亮的小洞,则是窗户。在我看来,说是窗户实在太不贴切,怎么看也只能说是个窗洞。在屋里生火煮东西,却只有这么小的两个窗孔换气,人住里面岂不要闷死?灯呢?屋里黑漆漆的一片,他们晚上用什么照明呢?杜导的解释是,马赛人的生活是日出而作,日落而息,天黑就睡觉了,根本用不着点灯。家徒四壁,马赛人的房屋真是把这个词解释得再透彻不过。(拍摄者:蟋蟀头)几个人挤在屋里,没呆多久,已觉缺氧,再加上屋内气味奇怪,我必须得出去透口气了。一出来,迎面便撞上一气质不凡的老者,他便是Peter的父亲——酋长大人。蟋蟀头按中国人的见面规矩,赶紧递上一支烟。老酋长把烟接过来,微笑不语。虽然他不会英语,我们无法更多交流,但老酋长的确是给人一种大家长的感觉。 令人惊讶的是,马赛人至今沿袭万年前钻木取火的传统。两个人搭手。把一束枯草杆垫在地上,草杆上再放一个带孔的木块,一人用手按紧这个木块,不让它移动。另一人则用一根木棍穿过木块的孔眼,并两手合掌转动木棍。18秒的时候,开始有烟冒出,不到30秒,那束枯草杆已有些许火星。马赛人便把木棍和木块拿开,用手捧着枯草杆,用嘴对着火星开始吹。烟雾越来越大,直至那束枯草杆燃起了红色的火苗。钻木取火成功,全过程仅1分钟15秒。但我永远是那个“为什么小姐”,从小到大都是如此。我从蟋蟀头那里拿来一盒火柴,问Peter,“你们为何不用火柴呢?这个更方便快捷。”说完,我掏出一根火柴,准备示范给他看,让他知道现代文明的厉害。哪知,第一根火柴竟然没划燃;换一根火柴,不行;再换一根。连换几根火柴后,Peter笑了,我却万分沮丧,并且无从解释。也许,是神不想破坏马赛人对钻木取火的执着吧,想借马赛人将这古老的传统保持下去,以告诉后人,我们人类曾经用这样的方式取火。令人啼笑皆非的是,随后Peter拿了一个带孔的木块问我,要不要买?而且开价不菲。 接着,女人们终于登场,为我们表演唱歌。与马赛男人相比,女人的穿着就色彩丰富许多,而且身形相对肥胖,不知这是否与生育有关。 一夫多妻,全世界男人的梦想。不能一夫多妻,但至少可以与老婆们合个影。男队友们都纷纷跑过去与马赛女人合影,领队清静跑得最快,顺利拔得头筹,75次之,飞翔第三。只是,老婆们却越来越少。可怜的蟋蟀头,轮到他时,只剩三个马赛女人了。但他还是很开心,跟着马赛女人一起边唱边扭。她们唱的是马赛语,可蟋蟀头,你唱的又是什么呢?虽然是第四个上场,但明显他很受马赛女人的欢迎,一起唱歌,还一边有所交流。只是,你们在说什么呢? 唱完几曲后,马赛女人们散去,Peter要继续带我们去参观。他指着房屋后面草地上围成半圆形的货摊说,“This is our market.”货摊上的东西无非是一些手链、项链和木制工艺品。Peter指着手链和项链告诉我说:“这些都是我们村里的女人做的。”然后指着木雕说,“这些都是我们男人做的。”“卖这些东西的收入也将用来建我们的学校。”看着这些做工粗糙,且大同小异的商品,这一次,我却有点怀疑了。真的是自己做的?真的会把钱用来建学校?无论如何,读过书的Peter已经不再是一个原始的马赛人了,也许,在他的意识里,早已植入了市场经济。不过后来再想想,即使这些收入不是用来建学校,而是用来改善他们的生活,也未尝不可。毕竟,他们的生活环境,真的不咋样。而事实上,随着时代的发展,旅游业的兴起,放牧早已不再是他们唯一的谋生手段。旅游收入,已经成为这些村庄重要的收入来源。([]
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([]
走在转山路上—前言—那一世转山转水转佛塔不为修来世只为在路上与你相遇———————————————————————————去贡嘎转山不是突然的心血来潮,是内心由来已久的向往去贡嘎不是为了与谁相遇,仅仅是因为那座山但,路上的相遇亦是我所向往的不过事实如我初衷,我始终独自走在转山路上————————————————————————————————————————————— 贡嘎山是四川最高峰,被誉为“蜀山之王”,在“中国最美的十大名山”中位列第二,近年因为国家地理的推介,前往贡嘎的徒步者越来越多,知道它的世人也越来越多,但其登顶难度极高,鲜有人能登顶此山,贡嘎山是许多摄影爱好者与户外爱好者的圣地。 我从去年开始了解这座山,去年我在新都桥与人偶遇,无意间得知了这座山峰,不过当时未曾得一见,当时两个人邀请我一起去转山,但当时才刚接触到这座山,对它不明不白的,于是婉拒了对方。回来后我不断的了解这座山,它无与伦比的美很快吸引了我,好片子看多了始终是要中毒的,吕老师的日照金山、某位兄台那不经意的转身....这让热爱摄影的我更对这个地方充满了向往,所以我逐渐确定了要去转山的行程。将近一年的时间,我不断在期待转山这一天的到来,终于,暑假的来到,也意味着我的转山即将开始。 七月对去贡嘎转山来说不是一个很好的季节,甚至可以说是一年之中最不好的月份之一,七月大量的雨水使得可以看到贡嘎山的概率大大降低,正如子梅村一个人这样对我说的“冬天来能看到贡嘎的概率是90%,现在来看不到贡嘎的概率是90%”。但对于还在上学的我而言,能抽出这么长的时间来转山也就只有暑假了。 传统的贡嘎穿越路线是由老榆林进、草科出,一般为七天,逆时针,而我的转山线是草科进、甲根坝出,顺时针。根据藏传佛教的传统,转山转水转经路线皆为顺时针,我虽不信佛教,不过还是尽量按传统来走,其实还有另一个原因是从这条线出来就到达“摄影天堂”新都桥了,且这条线几乎包含了所有观看贡嘎山的最佳平台。路线:草科—界碑石—巴望海—子梅村—贡嘎寺—子梅村—子梅垭口—玉龙西村—甲根坝用时:七天里程:约170KM(自己计算出来的,若不对欢迎各位指正)月份:七月状态:单人、重装、无GPS、无向导负重:25kg左右(出发时)途中黑线为此行路线,图片来自@西藏—假想敌制作贡嘎转山攻略:https//bbs.8264.com/thread-1883514-1-1.html 武汉至泸定段6月30日从武汉坐火车至成都,成都转客车至泸定。这次再次深入藏区,离上次入藏已近一年,这次的出发贡嘎山是第一站,后面还有好几站,总共历时原本预计60天,事实上总共历时50天整,上次的入藏虽也是长线,但也只是这次的一半。离开武汉那天并没有很多感慨,只是一个人上路难免显得有些许单薄罢了。这一上路要回来可就是将近两个月之后了。火车是晚上的,我差点错过火车,在武昌站改到了汉口站,我以为武汉站即武昌站,原来有一个站就叫武汉站,比较偏僻的一个火车站。到达成都 次日到达成都,晚点了好几个小时(天气原因),这是我入住的青年旅舍,来之前了解过,入住后发现比想象中的还好,里面外国人居多,旅馆定位人群看样子是针对外国旅客的,前台英文说的麻溜的顺。旅馆出去就是一条河,比较清静。在成都采购的食品,我是按照十天的行程来采购的成都出发前在药店称了一下背包,23kg,背包立不稳,是靠桌子上的,所以实际重量大于23kg,还不包括相机、在泸定添购的物品,所以粗略估计重量总共约25kg左右。成都至泸定路上的风景,才八九个小时,在路上经历了晴天、小雨、暴雨、阴天,真可谓风云莫测!距泸定还有几十公里,有一段小塌方DAY.1 泸定—夏家里电站泸定至甘谷地徒步,甘谷地至草科段坐车前往,下午两点左右于草科徒步至夏家里电站,夏家里电站距界碑石约还有两三公里徒步出城路上,回头遥望远处的泸定城路上的狗可多了,很凶,还好基本都拴住了,不然我要被狗追的在318飞奔,不过这小狗崽没拴着,突然跑出来吓我一跳,凶的很,用登山杖把它赶回去了。草科藏族乡,比想象中还要大些草科有很多这样的瀑布,从高山上一泻而下路上难得能见到一户人家河水非常清澈,前一段时间下雨从山上下来的山上下来的大水,当地人正在疏通在路上遇见的叔叔阿姨,他们开车来看仁宗海的,前面路上涨水了,他们过不去,于是回来了路上的涨水区,水流很急,我沿着路边的石头拄着登山杖才穿过这里路上的隧道,约一百米第一天的营地,这一路有好几个电站,在这里的是成都人,人很好,我要煮面,他们用红烧肉诱惑我邀我去吃饭,盛情之下,实在不好拒绝,遂吃了一碗。晚上在帐篷里处理脚底的血泡,双脚各一个,其实也就是第一天脚下的血泡走着很不舒服,之后的那几天倒还没什么反应了。DAY.2夏家里电站—巴望海夏家里电站徒步至巴望海,路上见过一个房子,有几个藏民,除此之外便什么人也没有,负重的压力有点大,走得有点累。仁宗海电站里夏家里电站很近,一公里左右界碑石,看过之后感觉在电站扎营比在这里要好 巴望海是往然洼沟方向去红色的石头 大路结束处的房子,从这里开始是马道,要进入后面的森林这是往巴望海去的马道的入口 原始森林中的马道,路迹很明显,沿路有马粪、马脚印 偶尔有这样的岔路口,但最后都是到同一条路的途中小憩第一条小河,踩着木桥过去的第二条河,这条很猛,桥被冲走了,想淌水过河无异于找死在河的下游发现了这三根木头,估计是被冲下来的。这是我过河的唯一希望,如果今天过不去,今晚下雨明天水会涨得更大。那就休想过河了,打道回家吧。我过河后对岸拍的,我先将所有装备卸下,无负重尝试过河,过到河对岸确定穿上装备可以过来才回去把装备穿上渡河。河水很冷,与冬天无异。淌过河之后的模样,开始下起了小雨,今天过河是正确的,明天的水会涨的更大。第三条河,木桥很结实,河水流向巴望海这段沿着河滩的路路迹有点不明显巴望海 巴望海营地,四周很安静,只有我会发出声音晚餐是面条,炉具是自己DIY的酒精炉,很好用,我贡嘎转山、亚丁泸沽湖、青藏线都是用它。由于巴望海里的水很浑浊,我只得饮用水煮面,水少了点,吃了回热干面DAY.3今日从巴望海到贡嘎寺,到的比较早,因为途中一个子梅村的藏族大哥用摩托车带了我一小段,天气依旧没有转变,满山云雾,下午在贡嘎寺的时候下起了雨,天气不好,我的心里也一直很忐忑。清晨从巴望海出发,昨晚狂风暴雨啊,还好昨天过河了,照片系三脚架自拍。路很窄、很滑,还不断上下坡,确实只有马和人能走。但,我遇见的那位子梅村的藏族大哥真正让我浑身上下每一个细胞都被他震撼了,大神啊,开着摩托车带着我和包在这样的路上飞奔。就是这辆摩托车,当时我在路上遇见藏族大哥,他说要去草科接个人,我确认我没听错,他要骑这条路去草科!我告诉他前面有一条河涨水了,骑摩托车过不去,他说去看看。过一会儿,他回来了,说过不去,他说让我上车,带我去子梅村,他说前面的路不太好走,而且也不好辨别,怕我迷路。我听了就上车了,背包绑在后面。上车之后把我吓的啊,牛人啊!我都不敢拿出相机拍照,开玩笑,动都不敢动,还照相,生怕一动车就倒了。就上面那种路,过的时候,我是真有点担心啊!不过藏族大哥牛B的技术深深的折服了我,子梅村一个支教的学生说他是子梅村第一骑手,坐上他的车啥都不用担心。出巴望海不久的山体滑坡路段巴望海的尽头是一大片参差不齐的树干这里也要淌水过河,河水真心很冷([]
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