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第一篇T27次开往拉萨 很多年前,我便开始期待一次这样的旅行,抛开所有的羁绊,一个人去一个很远的地方。在决心出发的那一刻所有的困难都已成为过去,身体和灵魂终于一起走在路上。 火车慢慢开动的时候,我差点忘记了时间和空间,像是在做梦又以为是时光倒流了。那么多心情不停地更换那么多种画面不停的在脑中盘旋。我试着把头抬的更高,高到眼眶里的泪水无法落下来,只是留给眼睛一片潮湿和璀璨。我摊开手想触摸窗外呼啸而过的风可是再怎么努力我仍旧无法触及他的痕迹,就像我再怎样哭泣也唤不回种种过去。原来遗忘并不止表面的决绝和优雅,更多的还是实则的冷酷和强悍,我经过的那些青春已经形成一小段人生。我所向往的还是孤独,我所畏惧的仍是孤独。人本来就是一个复杂的结构,而思绪更是一个矛盾体。很多人都有这样的情绪,得不到的拼命想要,得到后又想要扔掉。这便是我们单纯又幼稚的青春,而我碰巧经过。很多张面孔在眼前经过,爱或不爱,想念或厌倦,陌生或熟悉。在火车抵达的那一刻,所有的一切都该有个了结,而后又重新吐出另一片遥遥无期的路程。 湛蓝的天空,行走的步伐,步入旅途,选择性的遗忘原来是为了让你记住更多的东西。我记得那条街、那个公交站、可爱的旺财、一饮而尽的啤酒、一手掌的树叶,自以为的哆嗦、反应迟钝的猪、那面镜子,红了的眼眶。记得每一道食物的味道、每一种风景的颜色,每一个瞬间的感动。那时候便觉得时间就是最好的良药,当你觉的力不从心的时候,莫如把一切都交付给它,他会让你把该忘记得都忘记,让你漫不经心的从一个故事走进另一个故事。 人有时候需要的东西极少,满眼的黄沙即可。天空蓝的眩晕,极不真实,却让我想起信仰来。想起小时候总是觉得时间过的太缓慢,总在期待长大,至少可以站在树下够着那片嫩绿,可以亲历一次花开的过程,可是真的长大了,却觉得流年似水,只消一个转身便告别了那个纯真多梦的年代,彷佛一夜间便可满头白发,那也可将一生的光阴燃烧殆尽。一生一世听上去多么漫长,其实回首转瞬即逝。 每一次变故,都会是人生的一个转弯。这一生总会有那么一些人,是你过河必须投下的石子,是你取暖煮茗必须的薪火,是你夜归照明的路灯,而后这些人都将成为过客,连同自己有一天一同交还给岁月,那时候孤影萍踪又将消失在哪里? 那一生遭遇的无数次相逢里,有的人是你看过了就忘记的风景,有的人早已在你心底生根抽芽,那些我们无法诠释的都归结给了宿命,无法分清的感觉便成了缘分,缘分深浅,早就分晓。之后仍你我如何修行也无法改变初始的模样。 人与人之间的聚散悲喜,在平日里细碎微琐,不过是日常生活里的一部分。但在路途上却不同,他们会被还原成最初的模样,成为内心里最珍贵的点滴,成列在时光深处,供生命纪念支撑未来的自己。对你的一字一句我都坚信不移,因这世上有了一个你我方才成了我。与这世上任何一个男子都有细微差别的你,温柔有时,暴烈有时,并以为,孤独是宿命!于是我开始担心,担心自己的身体有朝一日会在这庸碌的生活里磨成一艘老旧的木船,没有梦想没有远方甚至没有儿女情长,那样的话真是可怕。我依然相信你的话,可是亲爱的,你不在。 若问我旅行的意义我肯定答不上来,那是属于人生的课,能够回答人生的是时年和岁月以及那些在路上的感知和领悟,而在旅行之前谁也不知道会有怎样的震撼和深刻。这便是旅行最令人着迷的好。许巍,唱《旅行》。阵阵晚风吹动着松涛/吹响这风铃声如天籁/站在这城市的寂静处/让一切喧嚣走远/只有青山藏在白云间/蝴蝶自由穿行在清涧/看那晚霞盛开在天边/有一群向西归鸟,谁画出这天地又画下我和你/让我们的世界绚丽多彩/谁让我们哭泣又给我们惊喜/让我们就这样相爱相遇/总是要说再见相聚又分离/总是走在漫长的路上。 下一次想要启程的心,也许在熙熙攘攘的人群中。 珠峰我 来 了----2013.4.21--5.14我站在珠穆朗玛的面前风中是我 雪中是我灿烂的阳光下依然是我随心随性静是我 动是我自然而然我有一颗痴迷的心始终把你想念哪怕你高不可攀我有一双痴迷的眼始终看着你哪怕你冷若冰霜茫茫山野万岁奇冰可有生灵拨动心弦? 十几年如一段简单的旅程,时光流转消逝,我回头看看自己,才发现我是个行走在路上,寻找路的人 。自然的山与心中的山只有在那一瞬间契合,才能成为真正的风景,那么,撩开珠峰的神秘面纱,我想,它再也不会从我的心头抹去,就像我苦苦寻觅多年的爱人。。。。。 西藏高原号称世界最高高原,8000米以上的山峰11座,世界第一高峰——珠穆朗玛峰就在中尼边界上,号称世界第三极。难怪世界登山健将无不以到西藏来登山为荣,高原5000米以上的高俊山峰,大都终年积雪,到处是高峰兀立,寒光流泻,山舞银蛇,蔚为壮观。神奇而雄伟的西藏之山其实也并不乏淳朴而坚毅勇猛的个性,西藏的山不似内地山那般清秀内蕴,它山石嶙嶙,沉默不语,但棱角鲜明,直率坦荡,自有其独特的生命,犹如藏民族那纯朴善良、勇敢坚毅的性格。由此我们会想到,特殊的生存环境是一个民族性格形成的外在条件和基础,生活在雪域高原的藏族人民长期处于高寒缺氧的环境中,他们造就了与生命局限抗争的大无畏气概,高原般粗犷的性格、雄鹰般勇猛的精神、大山般豁达的胸怀,人在高原,望着海洋般湛蓝的天空与洁白的云朵,草原上艳丽的鲜花与嫩绿的青草,还有那封冻的冰山与银装素裹的雪山。。。。。。一种山一样崇高的神圣精神境界会油然而生,激荡全身。 登泰山而小天下,登珠峰而小苍穹! 珠穆朗玛峰,只要能一见她的容颜,即便是路途遥遥,山高水深,也不会停住前来拜见的凡尘之子们的脚步。 听藏民车赞说:珠峰能如此露出真容实属罕见,可见我们的人品有多好啊,呵呵 有人说:生命,是用来行走的;灵魂,是用来歌唱的。我说生命,是用来得瑟的。 我个人超级喜欢这张片子,他俩也说好,我们三个就像正在降落的跳伞队员,呵呵,不对,是无伞速降。 甘肃兰州的米萨,我们都叫他披萨,呵呵,超强的体力,而且年轻,英语说得那是老地道了,一路上只要遇到老外,他都会展示出他那一口地道的美式英语,羡煞我们了,此处走光。。。 此时的珠峰,美得令人目眩、陶醉 又是这个大包,还有我的七仔藏族小女孩,一双天真无邪的大眼睛窗外广漠无际的荒原([]
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邂逅驴途入天堂,羽化成蝶释能量 ---------写给人类首发的博格达大转山之行 转轴拨弦三两声,未成曲调先有情 羽化是我的驴名,寓意有三:一、古代修道士、修炼到极致跳出生死轮回、生老病死、是谓羽化成仙;二、昆虫由蛹变为成虫,昆虫由若虫或蛹,经过蜕皮,变化为成虫的过程;三、思想达到一定境界以后的状态,达到了物我两忘。取此名主要是想表达30岁的自己生活的一种变化与思想的一种颠覆,就像汪峰唱的:有的人活着,他已经死去。就像师傅洞人所写的名:大部分人在二三十岁上就死去了,因为过了这个年龄,他们只是自己的影子,此后的余生则是在模仿自己中度过,日复一日,更机械,更装腔作势地重复他们在有生之年的所作所为,所思所想,所爱所恨。——罗曼·罗兰 说起户外的处女作那还是2012年的8月29日------再有三天就要上班的情况下,我的同事,也是我的师傅洞人打电话叫我去大朝台。洞人是已有十几年户外经验的达人,驴行无数,在我们还没有知道所谓“驴友”的时候,他已经用自己的双脚留下了一段段值得回味的脚印。 从那开始户外就如同一粒种子在我的心田种下,虽没有参天,但如同春苗一般不见其长,日有所增。工作的原因,季节的限制,终于2013年6月激情燃烧的岁月开始了: 6月1日一日大朝台。 6月9日三日重装太白山南南穿越。 6月26日泰山-曲阜-日照-济南七日自驾游。 从此,户外需求搭了高高的梯,我开始攀更高的楼。 灵魂释放的7月终于来了,8264成为了我每日必修的地方,众多经典徒步线中两条让我垂涎:1、四川---四姑娘二峰,四川--贡嘎转山—蜀山之王大环线穿越(7天穿越行程)。2、[新疆]2013重磅出击!大美新疆博格达转山——雪域之巅身心洗礼之旅……博格达重装转山九日。 家人建议:四姑娘与贡嘎转山。虽有难度毕竟是轻装上阵,所有物品全程都由马驮,晚上协作会负责做饭,对于一位新驴来说,还是循序渐进为妙。 ps:在我问博格达转山行程相关事宜时 ,零队问我你去过哪里,只玩过两次户外的我真不知该如何回答,胆怯的回答--太白山南南穿越,零队冷冷酷酷的说:再练上一年吧! 综上所述:就蜀地吧!一趟两游啊!(纯属自我安慰,哈!) 火车站购票(为买下铺票),预交定金,装备的补给,各种忙。。。 就在万事俱备只待启程的前两天,四川的俱乐部给我打电话:四川暴雨,出事连连,你若不急,往后推迟。NO!我怎么不急?退掉定金,当晚就联系零队,零队心情大好只问道:后天就走,你能来?我就像中奖的彩民:能!明早就飞!网上订票后,天气查询:太原暴雨!我晕!莫非天要亡我?与妻只讲:若明天暴雨,飞机延误,这个7月我将闭门修行!一番收拾,凌晨三点,刚刚闭眼,闹钟已响,530,简单收拾,打车出行。望着天色灰暗,湿气阴霾的天空,听着FM107的橙色预警,我的心是灰色!等待,这世上的孤独,我需要去忍耐,等待,永久地等待,树叶绿了又黄你还没来! 1025 哈,天公作美!背包托运,不算食物,机场称重,整整20公斤!汽车人,出发! 15:30落地,乌鲁木齐我来了!来到酒店,放下行囊,直奔超市!1900酒店门口,零队、土豆、章鱼、稻草已在门口等待,出发,乌鲁木齐架子肉!十几人的大餐,酒盏更酌,杯停狼藉,略有倦意,012 白羊篇 盛夏的并州,清凉无限。 没有星辉斑斓里放歌的豪情,只有回归自己内心的宁静和从容。 当七月中旬的博格达大转山已成为一种定格的照片,而我的内心再次又回到天堂之旅的追忆: 看着8264的置顶帖,看着零--zero版主如此之高的人气,看着一张转精彩绝伦的照片,看着“2013年6月21日博格达申遗成功,2013年7月13博格达大环首发,一个值得纪念的行程……”的致辞,身未动,心已远。 在天山的诸多主峰之中,博格达并非最高,海拔5445米,其海拔高度也仅能排名第三,然而它的名气却远在诸峰之上。博格达峰长期以来,在西部各民族的心目中,博格达是最富有神性的山峰,它一直被人们视为神灵之宅、紫气之源而加以膜拜。博格达一词就是出自蒙语,“神之居所”之意,一说为“香雪海”之意。[p=22, null, left] 博格达大环线,已于2013年3月下旬在小羊军团认证领队---零-zero的带领下全线贯通,全程历时9天,139公里,难度9+级。全程途经乌鲁木齐著名景区天池,并翻越8座达坂、途径12道冰川,其中5道全程跨越…… 重装(背负在45斤到50斤之间)九天徒步对于一个射手座的男人来说简直就是一场意外的头彩,刺激,享受,自虐,大美,挑战。。。这一切不就是我想要的么! 让我们快出发!就像小时候一样的去玩耍,常常忘记了回家!D1(7月13日):晴→短时冰雹→晴 乌鲁木齐→天池海北1955→大东沟羊圈营地2850,当日徒步13公里,海拔攀升900米,营地海拔2850米 0830 乌市新疆科技馆集合,收拾行囊整装待发! 坐在去天池的大巴上,听着零队为我们环博路线的介绍,我突然意识到自己选择了一条暴驴的不归路,看着同行五湖四海的21人面孔,听着各个英雄好汉的自我徒步经历介绍:墨脱、小五台、乌孙、狼C、夏特古道、四姑娘三峰,倜然意识到这才是自己的第二次户外露营。也许是母亲的教子有方,也许是射手座的禀赋,一向自信的我仍然兴奋与期待。 看看背上的行囊,重装出行的勇士,路人游客不时投来赞叹的眼光,不仅赞叹背负的沉重,更赞叹的是一种生活的态度与方式。 看看这四目相视的表情,想想大家焦灼的心情,维稳期间气罐不许进山,没见过世面的我心里嘀咕:莫非行动取消?还是九天凉水冷面生活?一个多小时的等待,神通广大的零队挥挥手,一切尽在掌控。大圣,你真了得啊! 进入天山天池景区,乘上大巴,坐上电瓶车,一个半小时后终于来到徒步的伊始。 天山天池古称“瑶池”,位于乌鲁木齐东北100公里的博格达峰北坡山腰,是新疆著名旅游胜地。与长白山天池不同,天山天池在地质学上属于冰渍湖,是第四纪冰川运动的产物。云杉环拥、碧水似镜,“天山明珠”此言不虚。然而我们的目是那远方神秘而又壮阔的博格达雪山,此旅游风景无需久驻。 一次只能发表三张照片的游记,路漫漫兮! 一路走来,有碎石,有石桥,有泥沼,有青草。两小时的驴行,零队终于发恩,十分钟的休息。晕!此人体能超出寻常啊!短暂的小憩,零队发令,继续前行! 一条山泉映入眼帘,零队指示:脱鞋蹚水。心中暗喜:好爽!终于可以清凉一下了!就在得意之时,右杖落空,掉入山泉顿时被冲走,我靠!刚花了600大洋的BD手杖就这样夭折?剩下8天的行程我该如何?瘸腿的羽化真的无法成蝶啊! 上天终会给心善的人机会,拐杖在被山泉冲刷后,突然在十米之外的山石拐角处卡住了,顿时,我就像条饿急的野狗一样匆匆卸包,跳下山泉,踩着石隙,把我的右杖叼了回来。阿弥陀佛,天赐良运,天不亡我啊! 狗急是要跳墙的!而我面前是十几米的山泉,跳不不过去啊!面前十几米的山泉那是我至此走的最长的路,我永生无法忘却:盛夏7月,山泉慢慢浸入足面,它像魔兽游戏里的虚空假面,顿时将我的时间暂停,把我的热量窃走,用它最冰冷的银针朝我的足心刺去!它像冰封王座里的隐形刺客,用它最锋利的弯刀向我的足根剮去!长这么大,还未赤足感受过如此之冷的冰水,来自内陆的射手,在冰水中拖着沉重的身体,亦步亦趋,一点点在水中挣扎着。想想同行的六位女达人,真心的佩服! 敬畏自然,这是我出水后的第一感受。自然的力量会让人类学会谦卑。 又是一段又一段的爬坡,虽然累,但很惬意,崛围山的拉练,儿童公园的奔跑,哑铃的负重,付出就是会有收获。 每个人都有自己的节奏,每个人都有自己的目,坚定地按照自己的规划完成属于自己的旅行![ 看看零队那矫健的身姿,名如其人的红蝶,他不是在行走,他是在飞翔! 看看身后的队友,你就会知道不积跬步何以至千里的古训! 徒步中总会有一些惊喜与意外,这使得旅途才变得更加疯狂。看看零队的抓拍,细致而又微妙。像蝴蝶一样的生活吧! 刚才还是艳阳高照,惠风和畅,此时的天空已风云突变,像儿子家祺的脸,随时抱着颗炸弹向你投来! 前面乌云密布,身后冰雹袭来! 看看地下的冰块,刚才的那场突如其来的冰雹是我第一次感受到冰雹打到头像是有人在向你扔石头!零队言:我第一次感受到冰雹打得我头疼!双鱼言:这不算啥,我们老家下过冰雹后,就要拿编织带出门的!众人不解。双鱼:拿麻袋装麻雀!我了个去,感情我们是小巫见大巫啊!好想问:双鱼哥,你们那是不是常砸死人啊! 冰雹过后,洞天石扉,訇然中开! 扎营喽!舞动的行者停止了跳动的音符,短暂的休整迎来的必将是勇者的丰收!在这环博的第一天,一位伙伴退出了此行,想想昨晚吃架子肉时还坐在我身旁畅谈远行,畅想美景的情形,我的心里颇不宁静,一种不舍与淡淡的伤感油然而生。 躺在帐中,闻着花香草气,听着鸟鸣山泉,让我无法入睡,兴奋、激动,听着旁边鱼哥的呼噜声,真羡慕他的睡眠质量!夜深人静,星星点点,静谧的大自然让我饱尝着着最为清新的空气,此时的表针已经零点30分,睡不着。夜像一盏不会亮的灯,让人闭上眼睛才看清楚的梦。心开始摇动,睡姿已换了千百种。。。。。。 待续。。。 邂逅驴途入天堂,羽化成蝶释能量(二) ------------写给人类首发的博格达大转山之行 金牛篇 D2.7月14日:晴 大东沟羊圈营地2850→三个岔达坂→登山大本营3570 当日徒步12公里,海拔攀升850米,下降200米,营地海拔3570米 一段动人而又娴熟的口琴荡漾在山谷间,是谁在敲打着我的梦,是谁在轻叩着我心。羽化,起来了么?鱼哥的一声呼唤,让我清醒。刚才是你吹的口琴?江苏徐州的鱼哥老有才了,这个有情趣的男人让我意识到这个男人不简单。我喜欢和有情趣的人相处,他们的身上有对生活品质的完美追求。我是一个完美主义者,现实的骨感常常让我如鲠在喉,但天生射手的秉性怎能轻然消褪?这一段口琴注定会让我们这对单独背账篷的驴友成为无间的兄弟,当然我们一定会有让对方感兴趣的话。 730起床。 看我这张囚头,是出发前专门为环博9日设计的发型(不用梳理,不用洗发,重装长线,驴友必备!嘿嘿) 早早洗漱、吃饭后,看到大多数队友还在收帐,我便和鱼哥先来几张个人写真吧!看看那鱼哥的照片,那是我第一次用单反的成果啊![ 果然一般啊! 930 全队拔营。 九点的天山,看似阳光普照,但依然寒气逼人,每一位队友都穿着抓绒或羽绒,收拾背囊,新的一天又将启程,今天迎来的将是博格达的大本营。带着憧憬,怀着兴奋,出发!又是斜插翻越,又是青草相伴,这样惬意的天空,如此熨帖的空气,让我快乐无比!行走就是一种不服输的较劲;行走就是一种硬汉的宣言! 埋头行走后的一小时,博格达雪峰犹抱琵琶半遮面,她像刚出浴的美人,神秘而又美丽! 瞧瞧苍狼拍的这张照片,没有任何的技术处理,和8264网站上的获奖作品有何不同?不同的只是时节与主人!民间会有很多的高手,只是由于幸运的天平还没有垂涎于他!我们往往会追慕一些英雄,是啊,他们智慧、勤劳,富有创造力,然而一世之雄也而今安在哉?现实的我们为何不相信自己的双手,去创造那属于我们的荣耀与辉煌呢?相信自己,相信伸手就能碰到天,相信青春没有地平线!《三峰并起插云寒》作者:孙月亮,荣获8264第604期每日一图,并被戈尔特斯公司选中作为产品宣传素材。 在我们向神秘女神仰止时 ,迎面走来浩荡的队伍,零队、苍狼和他们似乎很惯,问候、关心、合影,大家其乐融融。就在大家合影照相的时候,一名女子大喊:同在蓝天下,生死是兄弟!大家齐声呼应,顿时,我的小宇宙就像听到了梁山好汉的声音,在那血雨腥风的时代,在那没有黑白的岁月,路见不平拔刀助,不平则鸣的好汉除恶扬善,替天行道 。听到震彻云霄的口号,再次勾起我童年的梦想,想到那让我铭记永生的语:保家卫国是每个热血男儿的不二选择。一切也只是遐想,对于三十岁的我显然不切实际,但是,为何我们要那样现实呢?在户外,没有年龄,没有地位,没有身份,就是一只只自由奔腾的野马,就是一只只展翅高翔的雄鹰。平等、自由、释怀、洒脱。灵魂最本真的东西在这里可以得到释放。 合影结束后才知道他们是巴州蓝天救援队的。此行是为了拉练,锻炼体能。蓝天救援队是由一批热心社会公益事业的户外运动爱好者志愿发起组成的一个从事户外遇险救援的民间公益性团体。目前蓝天救援队在全国二十一个省,四十三个市都有分队,队员人数已超过10000人,开设了公益性的遇险紧急救援电话:4006009958,并开展了各辖区范围的户外救援及全国性紧急灾害救援活动。在这个小悦悦、范跑跑事件横行,缺失责任,集体冷漠的社会里,向这些勇于担当的勇者、英雄们致敬!午餐修整,一个小时,零队的每次修整都是那么的吝啬,那么的不尽人情,有时我觉得他就像一位军官,严肃而又威武,有时我觉得此次出行就像一次军训,在零教官的带领下,鞭笞中,成长,收获。又是一路的翻达坂,踩碎石,博格达离我们越来越近。 看看这块风化的巨石像是什么?鬼斧神工、造化自然、巧夺天工、出神入化的产物。 终于在距离大本营2公里的地方,零队开恩,照相!这是我们的第一次合影,但是最辛苦的红蝶成为记录我们的英雄,让我们充满想象,在那青天白云出,在那碎石达坂间,有一只红蝶翩翩起舞。那只红蝶是追梦世界里有情有心人追逐的榜样,那只红蝶用梦想召唤梦想、用激情点燃激情,那只红蝶引领着19位初环博格达的朝暮者:只要上路,就一定会遇到庆典。依旧是那只红蝶,让你让我,让我们,成为尺码相同、寻求着超越自我,寻求大美最大化的同路人。环博首发全家福左后依次:鱼哥、土豆、双鱼、白玫瑰、三世、九段、苍狼、三叶草、雪莲山、含雪、稻草、章鱼左前依次:牡丹、自由、流氓、羽化、元素、柳树、牧民 来张个人写真! 向大本营出发!2公里、扎营!惬意的天气,出来亮骚一下!哈,勿喷! 下面请欣赏红蝶大师的作品: 人间之大美尽在此刻啊,感谢红蝶领队在大家已经劳累一天大都进帐休息的情况下,他仍然在不知疲倦的爬山涉水为大家找到最亮丽的风景,最壮美的雪山。感谢零队的敬业,感谢天气的恩赐! 开门见山! 看着日照金山渐渐逝去,辛劳一天的我们也该放下脚步,欣赏,成长! 待续。。。 邂逅驴途入天堂,羽化成蝶释能量(三) ------------写给人类首发的博格达大转山之行D3.7月15日 晴--阴--小雨博格 博格达登山大本营→碎石达坂→四号羊圈→黑沟西达坂→黑沟冰川→翡翠湖 当日徒步16公里,海拔攀升900米,下降1100米,营地海拔3405米 新的一天是匹忠诚的马,总在零点准时是到达! 博格达大本营的休整还算顺利,五小时的睡眠还算给力,我这个阁僚的男人,睡眠质量一向很差,这就是我宁愿多背五斤的帐篷,也不愿和人混帐的原因。这一天是大部分队员最为崩溃的一天,今天摄影大师鱼哥和苍狼的照片是最少的,红蝶一如既往的飞翔,羽化今天也做了让自己最幸福的事,所以今天的游记照片以红蝶、羽化为主,希各位朋友担待羽化的照相水平。 天色微亮,在山中你永远都会在新的一天看到不同的风景。新的一天即将启程。 930拔营。负责的零队在为大家讲解今天的行程,也在提醒几位协作,这是九天里唯一的一次对协作的批评,现在想想原来寓意非凡:今天真的是最让人头疼的一天,也是出现状况最多的一天。就在这样一个明媚的早晨,谁都不知道今天的故事会如此之多。 ([]
墨脱之旅已经整整过去半年了,然而它所带来的改变是无法用文字去表达的。行走在路上的人,执着什么,追求什么,坚持什么,也只有自己才能清楚,但是,走在路上,至少我们有一点是共同的,那就是那种可以被称之为理想的行走和跋涉。刚才,看到了8264《游记攻略》版上的驴友的文字“被篡改的莲花圣地——墨脱”,网上关于墨脱的争议也很多,内心居然有些不平静。其实,墨脱是什么,只有走过的人才清楚,墨脱永远是真实的、自然的,浮躁的永远是我们,每个人的心境不同,他(她)所理解的墨脱就不一样。 墨脱是我09年最深刻的一次旅程,不仅仅是旅途的艰辛,还有一路上心灵的感悟,收获的友谊。。。。。。那种体会是深刻的,于是,又有了把这次旅途的文字和照片整理出来的冲动。在这个寂静的夜晚,sjshsd再一次回到从前,回到雪域高原那漫漫无尽的旅程上。 从墨脱出来回到拉萨的第二天,我就一直辗转在四川、云南等地,为工作上的事情奔忙劳碌,那些通往天堂隔壁的脚步,仿佛已经渐行渐远了。墨脱之行没有给身体带来太多的疲惫和困顿,更加多的是沉积在内心无以表的沉默和失落。狂妄和冷静,激情和梦想,理想和现实,一直在内心纠结。那些在西藏的天空纯净的日子,那些墨脱路上痛并快乐着的回忆,那些一路上经历了艰难险阻、同甘共苦的队友,都会一直珍藏在内心的深处,永生难忘。 “身体下地狱,眼睛上天堂,心灵回故乡。走在路上,那是痛苦的幸福;走过之后,是幸福的痛苦。那些痛苦的回忆,那些被冰雪藏着的细节,让人幸福地想哭。”忘记了这段话是谁说的,但是,每一次的远行,每一次的穿越,每一次的跋涉,都有太多太多的感动和感悟。其实,精神的家园,很近,又很远,因为,它一直在路上。 我知道,下面,写下来的只是一个记录。人生的脚步永不会停止,一次旅程的完结又是一段远行的开始,穿越,永远没有终点。 (以下图片,都是队友们的集团创作) 7月12日的晚上,我和小溪经过三天两夜56个小时的火车,终于到达拉萨。当晚,入住拉萨的暮野驴舍,同来自全国各地的队友聚集。是夜,喜力做东,我们在一个拉萨当地藏民开的餐馆狂歌醉酒,餐馆老板领着他的服务员唱起了祝酒歌,为我们洗尘。老莫踩着他的破自行车从拉萨的另一端来看我,这个从贵港徒步进藏的牛人越来越年轻了,还煞有介事的介绍自己:拉萨市民。沉醉在温情和友谊中,西行的疲惫一扫而光。 7月13日,在拉萨休整。我呆不住,背着相机和小溪出了门。 我这是第三次进藏了。拉萨还是昨天的拉萨,天空纯净,阳光灿烂,高原上的鹰盘旋着疾飞而过。大小昭寺的广场上,聚集了朝拜的藏民,那种虔诚,依旧令人肃然起敬和感动。布宫以无与伦比的领袖的状态,站在这个城市的最高处,冷冷地俯视着他顶礼膜拜的臣民。拉萨城里寺庙里的大小喇嘛,沉默地注视着越来越多的游客,面无表情。一切的都没变,唯一变化的是这个神秘的城市的商业气息越来越浓郁。这是一种无法诉说的失落。 摄于喜力的暮野驴舍 出发前在暮野驴舍的留影。共同的梦想,把来自天南地北的我们,紧紧走在了一起,都是些素未谋面的朋友,在后面的旅途上,我们结下了深刻的友谊。 出发前在布达拉宫广场前的留影 旅程即将开始,下面简单的介绍下我的队友们。 领队喜力,也是这次活动的组织者、他象高原上的狼,身手敏捷,沉默寡言。 西安的老汉。高大的西北汉子,外表粗旷,内心细腻 郑州的老土。其实他一点都不土,豪爽,坚毅 郑州的小土。他是老土的“弟弟”所以叫小土,敦厚、纯朴 湖北的蓝海贝。她在行程最艰难的时候,用最优美的舞蹈鼓舞了我们的勇气 沈阳的磨磨。体力惊人,绝对巾帼不让须眉 同我一路西上的小溪。我的半个老乡,开平某中学的老师 D1:拉萨—八一镇—派乡,全程580公里 7月14日,我们起了一个大早,只是原定的早上9点过来的包车一直不现身。大家背着沉重的行囊,在布宫广场上转悠。 中午,用完餐,大家百无聊赖的站在餐馆的门口,等候姗姗来迟的包车 下午二点,我们包的面包车终于来了。车子开出市区,沿着318国道川藏线疾驰。车窗外,烈日高照,藏南高原上特有的风景一览无余;车窗里,我的队友们看着外面的风景,大家都沉默不言。这是一次不寻常的远行,在远方那未知的土地上,不知道等待着我们的将会是什么? 一路上风光无限。 这是老土透过车窗抓拍的一张照片。 我想,西藏之所以迷人,不仅仅是她风景的美丽,而是不管你是凡夫俗子,还是达官贵人,置身其中,你的心灵和灵魂都会得到净化和洗涤,回归恬静,那怕这种恬静,只是短暂的。 晚上9点左右,终于到达了林芝的八一镇。 在八一镇用过晚餐,已经是晚上的10点多了。晚上10点,在内地,已经是深夜了,而这边太阳刚刚隐去,正是灯火阑珊的时候。 从八一至派乡,渐渐的进入山路,上山,下山,一路寂静,路上空无一人。为了打破旅途上的沉闷,磨磨一路给我们说着冷笑话,没把我们逗笑倒把个西北大汉老汉惹急了,两人不停的斗着嘴,使这陌生地方的夜行充满了欢声笑语。凌晨十二点,汽车驶过一座山,路过山顶一门巴民族的村落时,黑暗中,我们居然发现有一门巴醉汉躺在路上,一动不动,着实把司机吓了一跳。 凌晨一点,终于到达了派乡。由于是凌晨,我们还逃过了150块的进山费。经过一天的奔波劳碌,在派乡一家四川人开的客栈,大家沉沉睡去。而我,躺在木板床上,辗转反侧,那些散漫每个角落的小虫,对我发起了狂轰滥炸,加上没水洗澡,难受极了。 D2:派乡-松林口多雄拉山(4170米)-拉格 早上6点,天还濛满亮,队友们都起来了。客栈老板娘早已准备好了早餐,全副武装,整装待发了。我由于昨晚没睡好,基本没吃欲,胡乱喝了两口汤水,就跳上了开往松林口的大卡车。今天,是徒步的第一天,要翻越海拔4170米的多雄拉山到达拉格。 今天,我们多了一位同伴,他就是门巴族的小向导白玛,今年18岁,没念过书,从11岁开始一直在派乡至墨脱当背夫,通晓汉语。白玛一路上沉默无言,使我们都有点忽略了他。后来在后面几天的行程里,我们都对他刮目相看。在危险的时刻,在队员需要帮助的时候,他都会挺身而出,就象一座山一样站在你身边,以至于我的队友在结束了墨脱的旅程后,还对他一直念念不忘。 车子沿着弯弯曲曲的山路爬行,一路颠簸着往山爬。从山腰上往下看,美丽的派乡一览无余的展现在眼底,只是由于卡车的激烈颠簸,大家都没有拍下照片。派乡境里最著名的就有素称冰山之母的南迦巴瓦雪山(海拔7782米),可惜由于天气的原因,我们都无缘一睹冰山之母神秘的颜容。而且,这里还有世界上落差最大的峡谷———南迦巴瓦大峡谷(垂落差达5000多米),在这个原始的村落里,有种恍如隔世的感觉,仿佛穿越了时光的隧道,回到了从前。 往松林口的路上,我们还检了三个自称“穷鬼”和“神经病”的小驴友。 三个“穷鬼”是在八一镇凑在一起的。自称“神经病”的家伙来自四川成都,那个穿红色衣服的是我的茂名老乡小黑,他们从成都骑着自行车,沿着川藏线一路狂奔了2000多公里至林芝的八一镇,又在八一检了一个来自浙江宁波的女孩。这两哥们把浙江女孩的重一点的东西都分了,自称“背夫”,管浙江女孩叫“老板”。 令人难过的是,墨脱的旅途后的2009年8月,“神经病”和小黑在那木措的路上出了车祸,小黑走了,神经病负伤。如今,伤愈后的“神经病”依然在云南继续着他的漂泊,而小黑却永远留在了他热爱的西藏。 从松林口往上,是无尽的攀爬 翻越多雄拉山口必须在中午12点以前,因为到了中午时分,日照强烈,多雄拉山上冰雪融化,冻土解冻,很容易引起塌方。所以我们都不敢怠慢,下了卡车,没做太多的停驻就开始徒步爬山了。一路大家都沉默,没有太多的语言。老土背着四十多斤的大包一直跑在队伍的前头,大步流星,仿佛象一个上了发条的机器,无法停止,这哥们不愧是当警察的,体力超强。我们的领队喜力一直跟在队伍的后面,照顾着跑得慢和掉队的队友,是一个很负责任和极具团队精神的领队,这哥们八次进藏,独自一人跑遍大半个中国,也许是长期独自徒步的经历,他习惯了独自思考,一路上话不多,沉默寡言。更多的时候他象一匹高原上的狼,身手敏捷,在陡峭的山路上健步如飞,每跑一会就停止下来,沉默地抽着烟,等待后面的队友。 在格萨拉穿越的时候,我不慎拉伤了小腿,所以这次我不敢掉以轻心,把背包的背负调整至最舒适的角度,不紧不慢的跟着队伍前进,平均每走一个小时停驻一下。之前看过太多关于多雄拉雪山的文字,关于突如其来的雪崩,关于山难,关于墨脱路上魂葬雪山之颠的驴友,这些让人忧心忡忡的消息,都抛至脑后了。此刻,美丽的多雄拉雪山就在触手可及处,安静地注视着我。四周开着不知名的花儿,在身边不停飞过的蝴蝶,还有树木的芬芳,我默默无语地走着,在思想的深处,同另外一个“sjshsd”做着深刻的对话。 我抬头看着纯净的天空。没有鸟飞过的痕迹。然而,我却飞过了,用自己内心深处的翅膀,飞翔在属于自己的世界!行走是自由的,心灵是纯净的。 一只飞翔的鸟,一个象鸟一样飞翔的人。 我是鸟人。 小土在聚精会神的攀爬。沉重的背负,从2000多米上升至4000米的海拔,使他看起来有些吃力,步履蹒跚,然而他总是咬紧牙关,不吭一声。我经过他的身边,拍拍他的肩膀给他鼓劲,他总是抬起头来,朝着我纯朴的笑,眼神中带着执着的坚毅。墨脱回来后,我时常想起他敦厚的笑容和坚毅的眼神,这种微妙的表情,只有走在路上的人才能读懂,真的。 经过三个多小时的攀爬,山顶离我们越来越近了。 中午十一点,我们终于到达多雄拉山顶 喜力在雪山之颠展示熟悉的8264的小旗。这面小旗至今还留在拉格的客栈的门边,看到这面旗帜,不管在哪里,驴友的心里都是温暖的,它传递着一种力量,这种力量来自内心的共鸣。 海拔4200米高的多雄拉山终年积雪覆盖,是从林芝派乡方向穿越大峡谷通向墨脱途中的第一座雪峰,也是最高最大的雪峰。通向墨脱的小径,就是沿雪峰之颠的垭口处延伸而去的。我站在山顶上,回望上山时的路,早已经被飘动的云层锁住,白茫茫一片,那些林立的乱石,那些水洼冰坑,早已被我们抛在了后面。这是多雄拉山的主峰垭口,也是通向墨脱之路的第一个险关,极目眺望苍茫的峡谷深处,心中有一种站在风口浪尖紧握住日月旋转的豪情。身边的队友挥着登山杖,大声唱着韩磊的歌,“做人一地肝胆做人何惧艰险,豪情不变年复一年,做人有苦有甜善恶分开两边,都为梦中的明天,看铁蹄铮铮踏遍万里河山,我站在风口浪尖紧握住日月旋转,愿烟火人间安得太平美满,我真的还想再活五百年!” 是的,向天再借五百年。 再活五百年,我依然还在路上,不畏惧餐风宿雨,不畏爬山涉水。([]
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带你一次游遍呼伦贝尔我的四次骑行之路 这是我三年来骑行呼伦贝尔的经历。 之所以现在才集合成帖,不是想三年不鸣,一鸣惊人,而是因为一个字——懒。 不过这样也有好处,沉淀下来的的才是精华。因为时间就像一把大漏勺,滤过了了无数细节,却留下了那些深深刻在脑海里的东西。 狐狸乌鸦说过,游记要写的像小说一样好看,像散文一样真情,像杂文一样真实。狐狸乌鸦是一个牛逼的人,所以能说出这样牛逼的话。我也喜欢这样的游记,因为别人不是去看你的流水账的。但我不是作家,写不出那样牛逼的文字,只能罗列成流水账给大家。与此同时,郑重声明,我也不是一个摄影家,帖子里面的照片也只能称为记录而已,拍摄工具更是五花八门,有入门单反,有普通卡片,有手机摄影,甚至还有视频截图。归结起来一句话——不喜莫入。 之于为什么要选择骑行的方式,我也答不上来。因为这个问我已经思考了整整三年,至今没有答案。 三年前那个阳光灿烂的下午,在一个名叫哈达图的村庄,一个跛着腿的老太太问正在狼吞虎咽消灭冰淇淋的我一个困扰着所有骑行者的终极问,你为什么要骑行? 为什么?骑行的意义,到底是自我救赎,还是自我放逐。是去陌生的远方寻找世界上的另一个自己,还是逃离现实的尘嚣让一切归零。是一种对未来的觊望与躁动,还是一种在现实压力下的爆发与抗争,抑或只是一种像模像样地装逼。 我不知道答案,所以我当时只能对那个跛腿老妇装逼地傻笑。 我在三十岁之后,有那么一段时间,会经常想到死亡的问。对于我们而言,死亡代表着生命的结束,以及之后的全然的未知,但比死亡本身更可怕的,是死亡的不确定性,死亡当然“将来进行时”,但“将来”可能是指遥远的几十年后,也可能就指下一秒。所以佛家不去探求长生之道,而是告诫世人要“活在当下”,这也许就是我选择骑行的终极原因。此外,骑行的过程和生命的进程极其相似,自然与社会的和谐之道,自由与未知的矛盾之道,顺境与逆旅的参悟之道。可以说,生命本身就是一次充满不确定性的骑行,沿途的风景固然值得留恋,目的完成也必不可少。 关于呼伦贝尔,大家可以询问度娘,她比我的介绍详尽得多,这里无须多言。要让我归纳一下,那就是骑过西藏的,一时骑不了西藏的,或者不屑于骑行西藏的,骑行呼伦贝尔吧!你来或者不来,那水草丰美的草原,松涛激荡的大兴安岭,纵横交错的河流,就在那里等着你!视觉盛宴即将开始,精彩片花抢先看!!! 一、单车环骑呼伦贝尔(2012年7月22日开始,总里程约2126公里) 满洲里市——黑山头镇——七卡村——室韦乡——莫尔道嘎镇——根河市——甘河镇——加格达奇市——大杨树镇——莫力达瓦自治旗——阿荣旗——扎兰屯市——柴河镇——阿尔山市——新巴尔虎左旗——满洲里市 二、沿着大兴安岭的脊背去漠河(2011年7月22日开始,总里程约750公里) 牙克石市——库都尔镇——根河市——金河镇——满归镇——漠河县——北极村 三、陪你一起看草原,我的归乡之旅(2011年7月30日开始,总里程约600公里) 海拉尔市——伊敏镇——阿尔山市——索伦镇——乌兰浩特市 四、草原民俗之旅(2010年7月20日开始,总里程约380公里)牙克石市——海拉尔市——拉不大林市——恩和乡——室韦乡视觉盛宴即将开始,精彩片花抢先看!! 视觉盛宴即将开始,精彩片花抢先看!! 视觉盛宴即将开始,精彩片花抢先看!!视觉盛宴即将开始,精彩片花抢先看!! 视觉盛宴即将开始,精彩片花抢先看!!视觉盛宴即将开始,精彩片花抢先看!!视觉盛宴即将开始,精彩片花抢先看!! 先露一小脸儿…… 大片正式开始……(第一部分)单车环骑呼伦贝尔(2012年7月22日开始,总里程约2126公里)满洲里市——黑山头镇——七卡村——室韦乡——莫尔道嘎镇——根河市——甘河镇——加格达奇市——大杨树镇——莫力达瓦自治旗——阿荣旗——扎兰屯市——柴河镇——阿尔山市——新巴尔虎左旗——满洲里市 环行呼伦贝尔总里程2126公里,骑行时间为15天,平均每天骑行近142公里。从呼伦湖出发,绕一个大圈子又返回呼伦湖。前六天是两人同骑,后九天是我一人独行。最短一天骑过70公里,最长有六天超过180公里。走过174公里的边境烂路,足迹踏遍呼伦贝尔所有旗县。期间两次横穿大兴安岭,翻越无数有名无名的大岭,创下过丘陵地区一日爬过几十座山头的个人受折磨记录。直插呼伦贝尔大草原腹地,在34度的高温下,穿越100多公里的无人区。最后在笔直的草原公路上,和几个在路上认识的骑友保持着骑行队形,一会排成S形,一会排成B形……最后终于将内蒙雄鹰铁骑团的旗帜插在了在呼伦湖畔!环行呼伦贝尔的路线图2012年7月21日,我和朋友宝山乘火车从牙克石抵达满洲里,准备开始环呼伦贝尔之旅。结果被在满洲里参加足球比赛的朋友得知消息,非要拉我顶替别人踢上一场比赛。想当年哥也是业余足球场上一位球星级的人物,位置是前腰兼队长,曾经代表兴安盟参加1997年内蒙古自治区三好杯足球赛,还在大学里面率领十几年没有在小组赛里面出过线的中文系勇夺亚军,那可是一袭红衣一位追风少年……无论是我个人还是中国足球,那都是一段阳光灿烂的日子! 我们的骑行从呼伦湖开始…… 百度是这样描述呼伦湖的—— 呼伦湖是中国北方数千里之内唯一的大泽,水域宽广,沼泽湿地连绵。面积2339平方公里,是内蒙古第一大湖、中国第四大淡水湖,与贝尔湖为姊妹湖。呼伦湖烟波浩渺,天水相连,白帆点点,波光粼粼,来这里旅游,不但可以观赏到美丽的景色,还可以品尝到数百种鱼虾做成的美味佳肴…… 不过这是从前! 现在是这样的—— 据气象部门的遥感卫星监测,2000年4月呼伦湖的湖面面积为2370平方公里,到了2010年6月,湖面面积只剩下了1850平方公里,整整减少了520平方公里。 呼伦湖是呼伦贝尔草原的肾,肾坏了,当然会出大事情。最直接的结果就是周边草原的地下水不断补充到湖中,造成草原地下水位下降,加剧草原沙化和草场退化。 所以我们的骑行选择从呼伦湖开始,又到呼伦湖结束,也是希望能吸引大家的目光投到这片草原! 踢完球,简单的和朋友们小聚了一下,带着肚子里的三瓶啤酒和一身的疼痛,我和宝山向呼伦湖进发…… 满洲里和扎赉诺尔之间的大觉禅寺,锗红色的墙金色的瓦,依着山坡而建,衬着无边的绿色,还是比较壮观。扎莱诺尔---猛犸象的故乡! 据介绍,1980年4月露天矿在达兰鄂罗木古河道上进行剥离作业时,发现猛犸象骨骼化石,现保存在扎赉诺尔煤业公司少年宫内。猛犸象是生存于距今33700年前的身披长毛的古代大象。经过半年多的紧张修复,猛犸象化石被合并、装架成一具完整的骨架,沉睡地下数万年之久的巨兽雄姿得以再现。这具骨骸化石装架后高达4.7米,长9米,门齿长达3.1米,据推算它生前的体重在8吨以上,是我国迄今古象化石本中最大的一具,被誉为中国古象王国中的“巨人”。 扎赉诺尔是满洲里的工贸卫星城(县级区)。扎赉诺尔有着悠久的历史,早在二、三万年以前,扎赉诺尔远古人类就在这里繁衍生息,创造了灿烂辉煌的扎赉诺尔文化。扎赉诺尔古猿人头骨、拓跋鲜卑古墓群、蘑菇山旧石器遗址、猛犸象化石、金代边壕等映射着 " 扎赉诺尔文化 " 丰厚的底蕴,构成了扎赉诺尔独具特色的古文化遗址旅游。 第一次扎胎 我在补胎。这时上午踢了一整场足球的身体开始疲态尽显,没有不疼的地方。满洲里到呼伦湖只有36公里,我累得实在难以跟上宝山。也借着补胎好好歇歇!顺便拍一张宝山孤寂的身影这是我第三次来到呼伦湖畔夕阳西下,燕雀归巢,在天空划过一条淡淡的痕迹。残阳给湖面镀上一层薄雾似的金黄,在那水天交汇之处渐渐融为一色 也把地上的两条人影拉长。在这静谧的时光里,坐在木桥上,点燃一根烟,让双腿自由自在地荡来荡去…… 正式骑行的第一天——朝辞满洲里,暮至黑山头! 学过木兰诗吧?有这样一句,旦辞黄河去,暮至黑山头,貌似花木兰的骏马比我的山地车要迅猛得多.我们沿边境线,经胡列也吐至黑山头镇,行程约190公里。这是我最累的一天,昨天踢球的疲劳和伤痛此时都找了上来。平时我和宝山骑行一般都是我来领骑,今天能跟上他都感觉是在拼命! 这是我们住的旅店,40元两个单间,名字起得很好吧? 在大桥上第二次扎胎! 我们途经的第一条大河——海拉尔河从国道变到省道,就是这条路通向黑山头 骑行在一望无垠的草原上,心胸随之开阔,有点草原骑士的味道一个不知名的小村庄,好像是以养牛为主。土坯房,干牛粪,沿袭着千百年来的生活传统。唯有风力发电机,提醒着我们这是现代社会!路边开满了粉红的牵牛花草原人家胡列也吐是扎区到黑山头的中间,疲惫的我们不断地盼望着早点迎来这个地名。宝山一路总问:“狐狸野兔在哪里啊”?通往“狐狸野兔”的道路一路不断经过边防哨所,但是没看见士兵。还有这样绵长的铁丝网……不知道我把照片发在这里会不会泄露秘密。钓鱼岛危机期间,大家要提高警惕,保卫祖国!!!知道什么是行摄之徒吗? 路上的牛交警正在下班回家,我们就这样对视,它在想些什么呢?牛群每日早起吃草,日落归栏,朝朝暮暮,周而复始。我们呢?也生活在一个圆里,每天走着,却困在原地,活着也如同死去……人的存在本身无意义,但人却可以在存在的基础上,用自己的个性和自由,去换来属于自己的意义。 给大家奉上一首《北京青年》的主歌《存在》存在词曲 汪峰多少人走着却困在原地 多少人活着却如同死去 多少人爱着却好似分离 多少人笑着却满含泪滴 谁知道我们该去向何处 谁明白生命已变为何物 是否找个借口继续苟活 或是展翅高飞保持愤怒 我该如何存在 多少次荣耀却感觉屈辱 多少次狂喜却倍受痛楚 多少次幸福却心如刀绞 多少次灿烂却失魂落魄 谁知道我们该去向何处 谁明白生命已变为何物 是否找个借口继续苟活 或是展翅高飞保持愤怒 谁知道我们该梦归何处 谁明白尊严已沦为何物 是否找个理由随波逐流 或是勇敢前行挣脱牢笼 我该如何存在又是一个不知名的小村庄,不过好在有商店,饥肠辘辘的我们用方便面充饥,这是宝山兄弟在喝啤酒。在这里我们发现了同一个群里的骑友明镜的行踪,他一个人昨晚住在了这里。有谁见过这样纯天然原生态的足球场,真不知我们昨天的比赛要是放在这里会有什么效果。这个虎头虎脑的小家伙一点也不怕陌生人。他对我的车子很好奇,结果试骑了以后跟我说,你的车子不好,太沉,不如他的轻巧。然后一溜烟的在草地上骑走了。这个村子有人在院子里喝啤酒,烤肉串,并且大声喊我过去一起喝点,我笑着摆摆手,抓紧时间去赶宝山。由于天色渐暗,我和宝山轮流领骑,以接近三十迈的速度狂奔了近一个小时,耗尽了身体里最后一点能量。我们跋涉近190公里,终于到达第一天的终点——黑山头镇。此黑山头绝不是《木兰诗》里的黑山头, 这里有一个著名的黑山头古城遗址,从辽代开始,后来成为成吉思汗大弟弟拙赤·哈撒尔的封地,距今已有700多年。 呵呵,是一个有历史的地方。而黑山头镇已经成为额尔古纳市重要的旅游中转站,镇里到处都是旅店和游客。 这几张照片是借的,希望大家更好地了解黑山头。 骑行第二天,从黑山头镇到沿边境线经五卡至七卡村。大约90公里,全是砂石路,但路况还算可以,除个别路段泥泞不堪以外。我的身体恢复了一些,基本是我在领骑。早晨的阳光格外柔和……从这开始,宝山不断停下来摆弄他的包搓板路大铁桥,牢固异常,据说是日本人建的
过份美丽的文字仿佛在我日记里永远也找不到……朋友们可以想像,我和水哥两个人一句英语都不会说,唯一能记住的单词只有“HI”,在北美自驾行走了30天,4500公里,只凭借一台中文的北美地图和一个快译通词典……旅途中发生无数可笑的故事……本文分为几部分:1:Gregory美国寻根之旅2:优山美地国家公园3自驾9000里美国西海岸-人生必去的五十个地方 美国一号公路4:洛杉机星光大道环球影城 回到童年5:墨西哥的北美文化 误入红灯区6:上帝创造了克罗拉多大峡谷而他确住在赛多纳7:拉斯维加斯的夜 小赌输了4300美金8:走马观花游 韩国GREGORY美国寻根之旅-(一) 走马观花旧金山由美国GREGORY公司,北京CORA户外用品另售业商会,户外资料网WWW.8264.COM组织的GREGORY美国寻根之旅在十月九日圆满结束了七天的行程.我和水哥又接着开始了为期22天北美.墨西哥.韩国之旅.在美国与GG公司的创始人伟恩先生和GG公司的两位高管及CORA中国公司的总裁曾维刚先生一周的相处,让我重新定位了美国人在我心目中的印象,GG人的热情让我们感受了美国人的文明......我真诚希望曾总能代我邀请伟恩先生和他的同伴们来中国\西藏,也感受一下我们西藏人民的朴实和雪域高原明珠-拉萨的千年文化……9月23日晚十点整,好友老铁如约在北京国际机场接我.拉萨到北京五小时飞机座得我难受得要死,晚上不想再东西.急忙赶到位于北京东直门附近的如家快捷酒店.好朋友上水赶来帮我填明天的证表格.我拿出提早准备的一大堆申请用的材料,一点点整理.半夜十二点多送走了上水和老铁,定好了闹铃一个人静静的躺在床上,伴随着醉氧,晕晕沉沉的睡下了.9月24日,上水提前帮我约好的见面证时间是早上900,我七点就到达了美国大使馆门前排队,9点半正式面,事实证明原本准备的所有材料全没用,证官只看了邀请涵和我的登山照片,便顺利的拿到了美利坚合众国的证.感谢GG公司能顺利让我拿到美国证,为我日后的环球之旅助一臂之力!10月3日我们一行五人笛子.王微.杨伟.水哥乘坐大韩国航空的班机踏上了为期一周的GREGORY美国寻根之旅.....第一站是旧金山,美国时间上午十点,到达旧金山国际机场,早早到达等候我们的曾总驾驶着一台公羊商务车接着我们直奔旧金山市区.安排了位于渔人码头最近的豪华酒店,信息了一会我们自行走马观花的转了下渔人码头.晚上吃了中国餐,感受了旧金山酒吧的北美文化.事实证明后来我和水哥在墨西哥旅行的见闻比旧金山要猛得多…..这里的夜晚才真是北美文化的最高境界…..五个队员分别是:来自云南昆明的出租车行业兵(夜班司机)-水哥(现任云南某电子公程公司总经理)后来的自驾之旅证明他的驾驶技术。来自天津某奢侈品商场的实习导购员(试用期)-王微(现8264网络团队一员)来自四川小金县日隆镇双桥沟的野导游(无上岗证)-紫笛(中国户外著名策划人)来自四川理县毕棚沟的领队(实际上就是背夫,帮游客背东西)- 杨伟(8264 CEO)来自西藏墨脱县(唯一不通公路的县城)徒步向导(杨伟说实际上也是背夫)-喜力(现8264驴友大本营暮野驴舍、西藏高山牦牛探险公司总经理)水哥拍照,我们其它四个人笛子 王微 我 杨伟韩国机场转机中IT工作者们水哥在上网(注意他的发型很整齐,后面的文章我再发水哥一个月没剪的发型)曾总亲自驾车来接站走马观花的浏览了旧金山唐人街(水哥拍摄)某人在装酷,水哥在拍摄GREGORY美国寻根之旅-(二) 参观GG总部本次有幸参观了世界顶级品牌GREGORY公司总部,GREGORY的公司文化深深的感染了我们……我和GREGORY创始人伟恩GREGORY公司为我们每人量身订做了带有自己名字的背包M55帮8264的美国员工带来的礼物,一把非常精致的扇子伟恩为我们详细的说明了活动行程,可见GREGORY人对本次活动和我们来自中国朋友相当重视,GREGORY公司的大厅前台的接待人员很热情([]
Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangMr YANG Liusong, a Chinese who just finished the first solo traverse over Chang Tang by cycling from west to east in recorded human history, shared his stunning Expedition with all of us through the forum 8264 https//bbs.8264.com/thread-512349-1-1.html . In order to share his legendary journey with those who cannot read Chinese, I translate his story to English here, which has been approved by Mr YANG Liusong. Hope you guys enjoy it.为了让杨同学的传奇能让全世界的驴友分享,俺决定把杨同学的帖子翻译成英文。为了避免麻烦,俺先来个免责声明:1。杨同学不认识俺,也没有授权俺,如果他说不要翻译了那俺就随时终止;2。俺没有商业目的,译版版权归杨同学,俺啥也不要,也不承担法律责任;3。没有杨同学授权,不敢擅自发在国外网站,发在原帖处,荣誉归8264;4。俺英语水平有限,欢迎指正,欢迎转贴。 Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangBy Yang LiusongIt has been three months since I traversed the unpopulated region in the Great Chang Tang. There are many like-minded asking me about it. I now present this thread to briefly tell everybody about my journey.The starting point of this traverse was from the highest peak of the western part of the Tibetan plateau, Jieshan Daban, and the day was April 20, 2010.I was heading eastward passing Bungdag Co, Yanghu Co, Rola Co, and Kangzhagri Mountain, which crossed over the desolate region from west to east. The journey continued northward to enter the unpopulated area of Altun Mountains, through Hoh Xil Mountains, Kunlun Mountains, Whale lake, ..., finally met some people by the Aqqikkol Hu and then arrived in Huatugou by vehicle three days later and that day was July 5. It had been 77 days in total. I had been all alone 74 days after leaving Jieshan Daban until arriving inAqqikkol Hu, which was about 1400km and about four months.[The Great Chang Tang] In Tibetan, "Chang Tang" means northern empty wilderness while narrowly, means unpopulated region in northern part of Tibet. However, it actually indiCATes all of the no man's land in northern. The great Chang Tang includes desolate places in Northern Tibet, Hoh Xil, Alun Mountains, and Kunlun Mountains, which are interconnected to form the unique and super empty wilderness in the world. Only because Hoh Xil is the most known name, most people just think this vast land is equivalent to Hoh Xil. In reality, Hoh Xil is only a small piece of the Great Chang Tang both administratively and geologically. The Great Chang Tang, the last land to chase your freedom and dream.The route that I traversed ForeplayI arrived in Tibet in the early March, a couple of troubles bothered me. The brand new plug got its positive and negative wrongly connected; the rivets of my rucksack eASIly got broken from now and again; and a multi-functional charger got damaged and so on. Riding my bike to Ngari for warming up of this journey, lost my rucksack but later got it back; lost my camera bag and got it back later again, and finally lost a big bicycle pannier in the street of Gyangze town under the eyes of police, including clothes, solar panel and so on.Without much choice, I returned to Lhasa to adjust all the stuff I would need in the wilderness. Then I begged some luck by going to Nyingchi to enjoy the blossoms of peach trees and to take a hot spring bath. I even had the privilege to enjoy time with ten girls in the hot spring. I felt my bad luck had all gone and then returned to Lhasa again to prepare going to Ngari. I did not expect that I was cheated on by some hustler and lost some money and delayed my schedule for a week. I had to find a car myself quickly to Nagri. However, I lost the tool for fast-parting my rear wheel on my way to Nagri, where was a remote area in Tibet and nowhere to buy the tool. Even if there was one in Lhasa it would take at least ten days for a special delivery service. I was lucky that my mate Duola asked a driver to bring the tool for me from Lhasa. I thought there should be no more nightmare like this but the nozzle of my brand new multi-fuel stove was broken. The next day I tried everywhere to weld them back together. The first three shops could not do the welding for copper. The fourth one said they could do it but could not guarantee a sUCCess. The engineer said it would be ten Chinese yuans if it was a success. I agreed. Just in seconds, my nozzle became crap in a flash of lightening. I was so upset. Again, Duola helped me by bringing her own MSR oil stove and Dingding's sleeping bag to Nagri. That was already April 16 and I did not have much time to waste. The following day I found a vehicle heading to Jieshan Daban.The sand storm over Yarlung Zangbo RiverA lonely peach tree blossoming in Yarlung Zangbo Grand CanyonNatural hot spring in wild, me singing and drinking (photo by a friend of mine) Day 1(April 20), 16km, Camping 5192mIt was a truck with a full load of iron wastes, arriving in Jieshan Daban at 6'o clock in the morning. It was still night and extremely cold and dark. Driver was not bothered to pop his head out of the driving cab. I climbed up on the top of the iron wastes, taking my bicycle down. In a hurry, I punched my old water bag. Fortunately I had another MSR water bag given by a friend of mine otherwise I would definitely fail without even starting my journey. For the first time for me to set up the brand new tent in strong, cold winds. It would be impossible to do so if the tent was not a whole piece. Extremely cold outside, about -15C, might be lower than that, I put my head into the sleeping bag but was nearly suffocated to death, honestly. The smell of Dingding's sleeping bag was, lol, so extraordinary. I woke up around 11 o'clock. There were still strong winds outside so that I had to use my bodyweight to keep the tent in place. At the time when I just started to cook and eat, four patrolling soldiers approached me. To their surprise someone, in this season, camped in Jieshan Daban. I was so nervous and afraid they were the people to block my journey because I was caught and deported from the desolate land last year. Luckily the four soldiers did not know my destination and were very kind to me. After they left, I immediately packed my stuff and pushed my bike into the depths of the unpopulated area just in case anything unexpected happened.The bike was very heavy due to the provisions and hard to control. There was even a quite small hill that I had to remove my bike panniers to get over it. This really struck me because this happened even the path was still the hardship one at the moment and I could not imagine what I would do once I entered the uncertain, endless wilderness. Until now I had not met anyone, even the nomadic pastoralists. I remembered there were quite a few of them roaming at the edge of the northern Tibetan plateau last year. All of these indicated it was not the good pasture season in such low temperature and strong winds. Around 16km there was a sheep cote, where I passed it last year, east of Lungmu Co. I was exhausted at this point so that I decided to camp in here and to rest my head. After arranging tent everything I went out to look for the wetland discovered by Duola and Liumeng last year. I was determined to find it.There were many hot springs in the wetland which were underground water with a constant temperature. The wetland therefore became an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such harsh weather, which was the very unique land feature of terrain in this over 5200m highland.Perpetual snow in the valley blown to corn shape by strong windsThis wetland was discovered by Duola and Liumeng. The workers at a nearby mine did not know it and I too missed it last yearUnderground water with a constant temperature, an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such icy weather 感谢大伙儿支持和加分,不一一回复了。特别感谢多啦,希望能有机会一起喝酒吃肉。 Day 2 (April 21), 0km, Camping5192mBlustering gale all night, up and down like ocean waves. The next day rather than continuing to travel, I stayed inside the sheep cote, hesitating and pondering over. Indeed, there were so many problems before this journey;I did not have sufficient physical preparation;the load had already reached its limitation; I still coughed a lot;the weather was so extreme and cold. All in all, I did not think this journey was well prepared and I did not have confidence in completing this journey mentally and physically. To do, or not to do, it was the question. Similarly I did not have confidence in my facilities, not knowing whether all of them would work functionally or not. The fact was one of the rivets got broken again and the front rack came loose. In the afternoon, I replaced all the rivets of the panniers with screws I had prepared before. This was an excellent job I had done which gave me no further troubles throughout my whole journey. I also re-adjusted the front rack. However I did not think it would definitely all right because I did not have a tool to do it. When the darkness descended,I made up my mind to continue my journey, which, of course, was not beyond any imagination. Orchid-like weedsSmall springs everywhere, clear and chillyA thin layer of ice covering the fresh spring water The sheep cote, it was the door under the sleeping bag, which was in the same place as last year, everything looked like yesterdayThe wetland at duskLungmu Co at dusk. You could hear the gigantic sound of wind if the picture had a sound Day 3 (April 22), 52.4km, Camping 5145mGot up in the morning, could not put everything into the bags. Without much choice I had to throw away three portions of tsampa, elbow pads, and crampons. Following the road of the lead-zinicmine I found the side path to enter the wilderness, which was on the riverbed and very hard to see. I missed this side path last year so that I had to take a short cut into the wilderness directly then. That was why I had taken extra care to find the side path. The following journey was to get over a big hill, which lay 5275m above sea level and was the highest point of my whole journey. Around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I passed the side path leading to Orba Co and started a journey which was complete strange to me. I ate a piece of pilot breads, which was frozen like rocks so that I had to use my spade to crush it. At 6 o'clock in the evening, I had pushed plus rode my bicycle for about 32 km. I reckoned I should have been able to double this if I did no carry such heavy load. The wind became stronger and stronger. I opened the parasail kits and tested it. The result was far beyond what I expected. With the aid of the strong wind I was just like flying over the wilderness. After 8 o'clock in the evening, I started to observe the water Source and to get ready to camp. Map showed there were successive springs along the path and assembled to puddles. But I had overestimated the water source here in this land and in this season there were endless wilderness inside the valley, where I could not see a single drop of water. As it became darker and darker, I felt a little bit nervous which resulted in three spokes of the parasail broken and became a useless rubbish. Anyway, it helped me to move forward 20km more which benefited me a lot later on. When time approached 9.30 pm, it was almost completely dark. I had to lie my bike on the ground and went on to try to find water on the north side of the valley. This was a wide and flat sandy land, where I could not see any ditches there and further was complete darkness. I returned to get my GPS to look up the contours and found the south part of the valley was closer to a hill so I took the way. Finally I found a piece of ice in a ditch. I smashed about 20litre of ice. The ice was quite shallow scattered with sheep poo. On my way back, my eyes were hurt by strong winds, which got me a couple of days to recover. It was nearly 23 o'clock after I set up the tent. It also took about 40 mins to melt the ice. I was so tired and my appetite was completely spoiled. I then had a little bit of milk. I had never expected thing would go like this, it was so distressing. Streams along the path, ice everywhereThe river flew into Matou Hu, in whose north part there was a satellite lake, a wonderful ice-skating court It took 40mins to melt the ice in midnight Day 4 (April 23), 31km, Camping 5028mA cloudy day with gusts. From now and again, hails chased me from behind. Sunny spell. Heavy sandy land made me have to push my bike. At 3pm, I arrived at Luxing Hu, where there was a house made of clay. This was the last permanent building of my journey. Last year, Duola and Liumeng once lived in this house for three days without meeting anybody. It seemed it was the same but the truck parking in front of the house made me worry about. I went to the sheep cote first to check over, where there were only a few lambs following me everywhere I went later on. This made me feel warm in my heart. I observed farther places using my binoculars but could not see any people or sheeps. After making sure there were no people around I opened the locked door using a screwdriver. The living room was very clean. There were two boxes of beverages on the ground and a string of cured lamb legs hanging over in the interior room. A pot of water was on the top of the stove, lukewarm, which indicated the host must be not far away from his home. I filled up my water bag and left the house. I also put the screws back to the door in order not to leave any trace of my visiting. I then took a spanner from the toolbox of the truck, which gave me great help for the rest of the journey.I left the house as quickly as possible. After last year's experience, the nomadic pastoralists were the last people I wanted to meet. A few hundred meters away from the house, the vehicle traces were fading fast. Even downhill, I had to push rather than to ride because of the heavy loose sand. From the route point of view, only after Luxing Hu it was the real unpopulated land. After many days, I thought of the lamb legs from time to time. It was pity that I then had plenty of provisions and the bike was too heavy to carry anything more. Continue to melt the ice under the morning sunshine, all of the sheep poo had been removed carefullyCamping site, the little hill over there was the place where I got the ice last nightThe house by the Luxing Hu, empty, the last permanent building I saw throughout my journeyDay 5 (April 24), 19.8km, Camping 4951mSet off at 10.30 in the morning, the weather was similar to yesterday. Probably this road was the high plain or somewhere the wind passed so that it was so windy. The average wind speed was degree 6 but could reach degree 9 in the blick of an eye. The road was still full of sand and very heavy to walk on it. My eyes became worse under such harsh weather. About three o'clock in the afternoon, I saw something in my right, looked like antenna. I went closer to see what it was and found out it was an iron tower (the triangulation station). In 1970s, a joint team from Chinese three military regiments entered this area doing research. They have left a lot of triangulation stations and benchmarks, which I had the priviledge to see them today.At dusk, I approached to a spring by the Bungdag Co, which flew into the frozon lake. The sand and soil, brought by the strong wind, scattered on the surface of the ice all over the lake. There were so many cracks around the icey surface of the lake. I geussed it must be caused by the springs under the water rather than by melted ice. In the west of the Bungdag Co was the side path leading to Keriya Pass, where a SUV could reach directly. I had looked out any vehicle Tracks but failed. The cloudy sky started to snow. I set up the tent comfortably because I knew that I was safe having such a sweet spring beside me.Triangulation station erected by scientists from the joint research team on Chang Tang of three military regiments in 1971[size=+0]The gap between water and ice in Bungdag Co, I guessed there must be some springs under the lakeThe storm just above the ground, a chaotic darkness[size=+0]Icy Bungdag Co,one of the four biggest lakes in Northern Tibet, wild ducks flying over this vastness and lonenessSnowing at any time, should not happen so frequently like this in this seasonDay 6 (April 25), 4.3km, Camping 5002mWeathering landforms everywhere around this area. Spongy volcanic rocks could be found easily. I pushed my bike turning around a small hill, seeing a big river, the Yinshui He, flowing from Orba Co into Bungdag Co, which I had been to its upstream last year. It was also a passage for animal migration. The downstream of the river was extremely wide and broad. The thickess of the ice layer could reach one meter with the main stem in the middle course of the river, very deep. There were a few springs along the river, sweet and clear.I only went forward a little bit more than 4km but I had walked more than 20km for finding my way. It was not possible to cross the main stem, let alone the north bank of Bungdad Co. What I could only do was to try to find a shallow place to cross. But the southern area was a even larger piece of wetland and forced the road turn towards west. I spent a couple of hours but failed to find a good point to cross the river. In the afternoon, I decided to follow the edge of the wetland. When I reached the hill foot, the wetland finally disappeared. Around this area, there were clearly volcanic feature of terrain and I even found traces of pasturing and cairns made from volcanic rock.Here was the last pasturing trace I found throughout my journey, I guessed it was a summer pasture area. After this, there was no clear sign of human activities in this vast wilderness. I had been looking for my ways until it was dark. I made up my mind where to go TOMOrrow. The terrain here looked like Yardang landforms, as well as volcanic landforms The Yinshui He river from Orba CoSprings scattered all over the river bank, painted green by lovely algaeThe river was very deep. The mixture of green and amber colour showed the sand and mud carried by the melted iceThick layer of ice, sunken surface caused by strong gustsThe south course of the Yinshui He, countless small streams. To the right was the wetlandLooking for ways in the east, a trace of pasturing and the cairn made from spongy volcanic rocksMy camp, opposite to the hillDay 7 (April 26), 11km, Camping 5009mI moved forward to the direction I found yesterday, turning around the wetland and walking toward east. At 2pm, I was blocked by the zigzag Yinshui He again and I had no choice but to cross it. The river was about 700m wide, covered by ice which appeared very different. The hanging ice, the folding ice, the piling-up ice, the icy puddle, and the sleet were everywhere along the river bank. Having noticed all of these, I reckoned the river would be receding at dusk, which was why there were so many different shapes and forms of ice. I put my slipper on, going into the main stream of the river. I found there were at least three different courses of the river, the thickness of the surface ice varied and the river water reached above my knees. I sighed there would be no way back once I crossed this river. There are many ways in one's life too, you can only take it once and you will no long have the courage to repeat it.I pushed the bike crossing the river. Some of the ice was a bit soft, jamming the tyres so that I had to use my feet to break them first. Some of the ice was a bit thick but with half-melted underneath, sticking the the bike completely, some of the ice was half-water half-ice with a sandy riverbed, which was really hard to pass. I had to remove all of the panniers at the last stage of the crossing. I spent the whole four hours to cross the river, my legs got many bloody cuts. At 6pm, the surface ice was almost disappeared completely, the river level rapidly rising to a chaotic status. I thought if I hesitated a little bit at that time, I could not have the courage to cross this river under such circumstances. The river bank was unimaginably sandy and was quite steep. I had to unloaded the panniers again to reach the top of the bank. By the time of sunset, the weather became exceptionally good. The sunlight from the descending sun, the blue sky, the faint moon, .... I liked such a colorful and peaceful Chang Tang and very much enjoyed my camp and myself bathed in such beautiful colour.The ice like this was very thin and suspended, far away from the main stemHard surface with half-melted underneath, the soft sand at the botton was most scaryThe ice like this could easily jam the wheels, hard to get it outI had to unload the panniersChaotic water and terrible hails turned up in no timeThe Chang Tang at the moment liked it used to be,a mixture of cold and warm tones under the golden setting sun Day 8 (April 27), 14.6km, Camping 5112mLast night, I forgot to bring in the odometer, which was out of order due to the coldness in midnight. Since then I used GPS to check the mileage. The digital thermometer was no longer working. I had to use mercury thermometer to collect data. Night temperatures were basically between –15℃—–20℃ while the temperature inside my tent was about –10℃. The advantage of the integrated tent was that it limited the ventilation so to keep warm inside. However, it got clearly disadvantage of heavy condensation and dew. Every morning, there was plenty of frost inside the tent so that I had to put my hood on First Before fully getting dressed. The winds in Chang Tang finally became consistent with the pattern I had researched the other day no or very tiny wind in the morning, strong wind started after 2pm, and then at around 8pm its strength was reduced again. The accuracy of this prediction was about 80%.The road was very bad today. I walked whole afternoon in an ancient riverbed and it was so difficult that I had to use all of my strengths to move a small step forward and then to stop to breath, slower than a snail. After five hours' struggling, my eyes got wet when I saw the grassy river bank. Finally! The nightmare was over.Cold and clear morningHeavy morning condensation in the interior, a lot of frost to clearSuch dawning sunlight indicated a cloudy day ahead Day 9 (April 28), 18km, 5072mIn the morning I entered a range of sandy roads which were so terrible. The solar panel specially designed for GPS got short circuited. After checking it was found to be the diode got damaged. Luckily I got a replacement. Because the GPS was exclusively supplied by a solar panel so that it was no longer a problem for the power supplement of GPS. In a period of 70 days, I did replace the battery once, which saved me a lot of alkaline batteries. I did have another solar panel of 5.4 W which was used specifically for 7.5V Camera, DV and other digital facilities. Unlike water, I had never been short of power.At 7pm in the evening, I arrived at Pur Co. The surface of this lake was very odd the ice by the river bank rose and the river bank was broken, I reckoned that was due to the strong winds. The ice there was mingled with something yellow, could be the stain of alkali. There were many wild yaks on the other side of the lake. There could be two brown bears but I could not be for certain. On the east side of the lake, there was a peninsula leading to the centre of the lake. I camped just opposite to the peninsula. At night , I smashed the ice to get drinking water, which tasted alkali. For the first time I cooked the cereals, which was brought completely by accident. This was just because I found there was a little bit of extra space when I was in Nagri packing the stuff for this journey so that I bought two packs of cereals. It tasted disgusting, probably there was too much alkali in the water. I threw away half of it. Later I realised that probably I subconsciously felt that the provisions was so heavy. I would rather make it lighter at any cost.Dry all my stuff in the morning sun, a routine matterA faint dusk in Pur CoThe river bank pushed up by ice and opened like zipper by gustsThe pushed up surface of the iceThe place where I got my drinking water, a thin layer of ice behind the ablation corns The moment just before sun set, glittering Pur Co, nothing was the same差点儿没找到俺自己的帖子,原来变色了。多谢各位鼓励。 Day 10 (April 29), 16km, Camping 5141mIn the morning, I walked around the north bank of the Pur Co, where it were continuous ups and downs sprinkled with light yellow sprouts across the sparse grassland. The wild yaks clustered into small groups. All of a sudden, there was a group of five of them running towards me, blowing a huge cloud of dust with the power of thunderbolts,I believed that anyone who did not know the characters of the wild yaks must be frightened to death under such circumstances. The fact was the wild yaks in groups never injured people. Rushing to you just to show you its territory. When they approached people at certain distance, they would turn sharply and run away, and then stopped somewhere high to stare at you. You can not imagine that the wild yaks were very cautious animals compared with its almost one ton of weight. Their first reaction, when meeting people, was to raise their tails, the front hooves rubbing against the ground, the horns pointing forward, the eyes redden, and the long body hair shaking, all of which showed their determination to fight.This was the warning sign that you should retreat. However, you should realise that this was only a gesture that they were afraid of you and wanted to scare you away. The thing was that if you were not afraid of them and moved forward, they would run away in no time. There were only some mad yaks attacking people, which was really rare to happen. In Chang Tang, an experienced driver know that it is very dangerous to pass directly from two or three lonely wild yaks. They always tried to avoid confronting them directly. If this was not possible, they would lit a cigarette, smoking, to wait until the yaks walked away themselves. This was because the wild yaks really could attack vehicles, which was not completely rumors. I once asked them why I had not been attacked. They told me that because my bike was so small they would not be bothered to attack it. My own experience was that approaching a wild yak very slowly, do not look into its eyes, and ignored what it was doing. As long as it moved forward a little bit, just stop and give the yaks a little bit of time to think. Because if you forced the yak, it could be themost dangerous animal in the world and nothing could stop them killing. Even a gunshot could not kill it but only left a small hole in its skin. In the past, the nomads living near this land would use yaks' skin as chopping board which was very much endurable. At noon, I lost my balacLAVA, which was brand new and I had never used it once. I could not be bothered to go back tofind it. This resulted in that I had to have my fleece hat day and night in the rest of my journey, which did not provide fully protection from the sun in the plateau. But somehow I was all right, perhaps because my skin is similar to those of yaks, lol. At around half past one, I found a deserted Jeep, upside down. I felt it could be there for years and it could be the vehicle of someillegal HUNTERs. Nowadays, we have wildlife conservation reserves in Chang Tang and the animals here are well protected. However, some people kills the wild yaks to sell them as the domestic yak's meat. In general, it is worth 10,000 Chinese yuans for a single wild yak. Therefore many people take the risk to make money. They often enter the unpopulated areas to hunt and their activities can reach 200 km in diameter. This is why the wild yaks in the deep wilderness are less afraid of people than thoseat the boundaries of the Chang Tang region.There once happened that a wild yak mother revenged its baby's murder in the Altun mountains. Its horns pierced the killer's chest and held his body over its head for more than ten days, which was very touching.Around 3pm, I walked out of the Pur basin. The next point was Hong Shan Daban and then it was the Yueya Hu by the Toze Gangri. At this time I found a vehicle track from south to north. I checked over but could not find the way where they had gone. I took my map, GPS, and compass, climbing up a small hill to estimate the location of Hong Shan Daban. The mountain was very round and it was hard to find the mountain pass. After determining the location of the Daban, I moved straightforward. When I passed a messy grassland, I saw something that I was reluctant to see more than hundreds of wild yaks' head scattered all over, which was definitely the scene of the illegal hunting. After that it was a very long ancient river bed with soft sand slowly rising until the foot of the mountain.There are some spines on the surface of the tongues of wild yaks, which are used by nomads in this area as combs. They use them from their teens to the time when their hair becomes silver.The deserted Jeep, could be left by illegal hunters years agoThe slaughtered wild yaks with the wheel size heads. Some of the skulls were chopped into half. Why was that? Could be taken away for making combs?My camp at the foot of the Daban underthe lingering golden rays of the setting sun. Tomorrow's weather must be wonderful, I reckoned Day 11(April 30), 20.4km, Camping 5120mThe surface of the road leading to Hong Shan Daban was very hard, most of them were small rocks, sort of gravels, plus a quite long downhill slope, I pushed my bike more than 20km for the first time after Luxing Hu. The mountain pass was quite flat, just like a broad ridge, it was 5256m above the sea level. Upon arriving at the pass, Toze Gangri of 6356m was in my sight clearly, very much round and there was no back bone like normal snow covered mountains. Most of the snow mountains in Chang Tang looked like this probably it was due to the geological movements. There were quite a few chirus or Tibetan antelopes in the valley but I was not interested in this kind of animals anymore after I witnessed a large scale of migration of such animals last year elsewhere.The herbivorous animals here are very quick to reach its original size of the population, such as wild yaks, chirus, Tibetan gazelle, pika, and marmot. When you go into the depths of the Chang Tang, you could hardly be surpised by the sudden appearance of the chirus because they are so common in here. At this time of year, the chirus have already male-female parted. You could see many pregnant female chirus but hardly see any males. According to recent research, Zonag Co is not the only lake for breeding. There are at least four of them in the whole Chang Tang. Zonag Co, Tuzi Hu, Heishi Beihu, and another lake I can not remember. I think there must be more than four of them and most of the populations do not migrant long way like most people used to think. They generally migrant from south to north between Central Mountains and Kunlun Mountains.The chirus looks very timid but are very curious about outside world. They are not really afraid of people, particularly in the depth of the Chang Tang. The nearest distance we can approach is about 30m. They just stare at you calmly and think who you are and why you move so slow. They would run in front of you. Look like they are afraid of you but the fact is they are playing with you. A man's own character shapes his fortune. This is of course suit for animals too. The chirus are the typical one. They have a super speed and a pair of sharp antlers. If they are crazy, three of them work together could easily kill a wolf. But as you might have known, their antlers are just for fighting to mate with females.Down the Daban there was a very steep and straight road, I tried to ride the bicycle but ended up with falling over. The front rack came loose and one of the pannier flew into valley. The foot of the mountain was the Yueya Hu covered by ice, which was alake full of heavy metal elements. Along the lake bank there were many stark rocks very much weathered, lining up just like castles or houses. This made me stop to investigate what they were from time to time, I did understand they were just rocks though but they were so real like the figures of real people. On of them even made me hide in a ditch, observing them again and again using my binoculars. There were also many black volcanic rocks. All in all, the features of this area were really unusual.Passed over the Yueya Hu, it was an endless ancient lake bed. What my GPS showed was this area was a big lake like tentacles. I looked around, it was endless wilderness without a piece of ice and a drop of water. Roughly, I estimated this lake bed was about 1200 square meters. I had to tell you that Chang Tang was a place where there was no high-resolution map. The marks in the map often were some kind of memory. Just like this ancient lake bed under my feet, may be it was full of water a few years ago. Who knows. Pushing the bike in such an endless lake bed was very easy to get lost. My mind was in a chaotic status too.The migration of the animals, photo taken last year The road rising up to the Daban, full of gravels, very hard, ideal for pushing your bikeThe Yueya Hu gazed at by the round and smooth Toze Gangri. At a glimpse, could you tell which was mountain, which was cloud?Ancient lake bed. The white stains were the alkali, look like ice. About wildlife (part 1)Declaration Personal experience for reference onlyDangerous wild animals and their threats to human beings are a ever-LASTING subject for those backpackers travelling in the wild.In Chang Tang, for example, there are two kinds of deadly animals, one is wolves and the other is brawn bears. As substitutes, wild yaks and crows might be dangerous to you in some circumstances that I will come back to this a little bit later on. As for how to protect yourself against these dangerous animals, I think the primary point is you do not try to hurt them because the emotions of human and animals are same instinctively. [Wolves]Throughout my journey, I met wolves a total of seven times, in which I confronted them five times. As you might have known that wolves have become more and more solitary animals, it is very rare they live in a large group nowadays. Please allow me off the point a little bit and talk about the ecological problems in Chang Tang. The problem is now not the decrease of the number of the chirus but the imbalance of the whole food chain, more specifically, the number of the animals on the higher trophic levels of the food chain has not yet reached its ideal level which results in this kind of imbalance. Particularly, the pikas and the marmots who have lost their predators rapidly expanse which results in the desertification of Chang Tang. As early as the middle of last century, wolves were the dominant predators in the vast wilderness. They became a threat not only to other preys but also nomads pasturing in this land. Therefore, the then government called on people to cull back the population of the wolves in Chang Tang, which resulted in the current situation directly. The last official record about wolves attacking humans was around 1970s, which happened in Bamaoqiongzong. A team of secientists was surrounded by a group of wolves and they had to shoot them using guns. Of course, at present in Chang Tang, wolves are absolutely lonely.In this traverse, the first time I encountered a pair of wolves, one of them staying in front of me pretending to attack me while the other staying behind me. This is the standard attacking strategy of wolves. First, you should not be nervous which can be easily detected by the predators. Second, you should not retreat even an inch because this means you are the prey rather than the predator. Do not make any large movement, of course you could take a picture if you feel safe to do so. You must look into its eyes for a few minutes or even half an hour. When the wolves can not work out who you are and consider you are not posing any danger to them, then they will leave. You should remember that wolves in this land do not lack of food and it is much easy for them to catch a pika than a human. Even if being hungry, they would evaluate how easy to get you done, What you need to do is to show them that you are not interested in them and you are not afraid of them at all, let alone to show your ID card to them. As for the wolves family, really, I have not heard for ages. If you really have an encounter with them and they have no other choice, then it definitely depends on your forture. In fact, for so many year, it has been very rare to happen that wolves kill human. But the rumours are still there, in particular, the road connecting Xinjiang and Tibet.The nearest encounter with a wolf throughout my journey, no conflict at all[Brown Bears]Brown bears are real dangerous animals to human. Every year there are some accidents happened in some regions of Xinjiang on the north side of Kunkun Mountains and steppes in Northern Tibet. More than that the bears could attack your house, smash your windows, and eat your sheep. Therefore, in Northern Tibet some local councils give subsidies to the pastorarists for compensating the losses due to the bears because they are not allow to fight back and kill the bears except their lives are in great danger. Once there was a nomad taught me a method to protect yourself from bears. He told me to pick up a stick to feed the bear and the bear thinks the stick is your hand which tastes disgusting. So the bear would leave. It was so funny but the reality is to find a stick in this vast wilderness is just like you win the lottery.Bears are omonivorous animal who are generally not interested in human flesh. You can find that in most of accidents, the bears did not eat any of the human flesh rather they just smashed them for kind of fun that we could not understand. For the reason why bears kill human, one explanation is the conflict between human and wildlife in this extreme ecological environment. The nomads invade the habitats of the bears, which results in these conflicts. On the other hand, it might be because bears have quite high IQ so that they think it is much easy to kill a sheep in the cote rather than to kill a pika in the wild.I have met bears five times in my traverse, in two cases we were very close to each other. I had even walked with one of them for quite a while, just like we had a date for a walk. The fact is it is not that terrible like you might imagine. The same rules for dealing with wolves apply to bears. Never provoke dangerous animals. A bear can run at a speed of 40km/h, do you think you can compete this in a highland 5,000m above sea level?However, there is a situation where it is really dangerous, that is the encounter. It is not easy to control your instinctive reaction to the external dangers. Last year once I turned around a hill, there was a bear just in front of me. The bear of course was frightened by me with its front legs holding up, waving in the air and roaring. At that time I sat on the ground, ignoring it. The bear then left in a few minutes. Chang Tang is a vast land so that this is not that easy to happen. But if it does happen, really only God can bless you.The nearest encounter with a bear throughout my journey. This bear disappeared in a herd of wild yaks, which I had tried hard to spot, really weird About wildlife (part 2)Declaration personal experience for reference only.[Wild Yaks]I have talked about quite a few, like in the post of Day10. I will no longer talk about it.This was the funniest encounter with a solitary wild yak, who did not warn me. If I sat down, it sat down too. If I moved forward, it stopped. Could not imagine what it was thinking about.[Crows]Crows are dangerous only when you fall unconscious in the wilderness. Of course they will be the first to taste your flesh in that case. Unlike their cousinsliving in urban areas, the crows in Chang Tang have a larger body like eagles. When they fly over your head, you could feel like it is a piece of cloud. They are scavengers but like fresh meat too. It once happened that a baby was killed by crows relentlessly, let alone the lambs got killed by them. Once a nomad asked me for fireworks to scare the crows away. (They are sacred birds not to be killed by human)It is easy to defend yourself against crows, that is to keep fighting, never fall in the wilderness.A short break attracted the crows. Of course, they were miscalculating this time, photo taken last year[Strategies Adopted]At the time when I met the four soldiers in Jieshan Daban, they said there were many dangerous animals in the Northern Tibet and asked me if I had brought a shotgun. I think if they knew that I would enter Chang Tang they would definitely check if I really have a shotgun. The so-called defence facilities I brought with me were the fireworks and pepper spray. I had never used them. The fireworks were ruined and thrown away when I crossed a river and I had never opened the pepper spray. I even had never thought about this when camping in the night. The reason was I did not feel the needs. During the day time whenever I met any animals I had never touched the knife I had brought. I did not have anything to defend myself when I walked out to investigate the route. The Chang Tang is really a vast area so as to be very easy to detect anything strange.By the way, you'd better to avoid mating season's animals because even tamed rabbits could be aggressive in mating season.The thing is even if you have a gun, it is not very much helpful when bears attack you. Therefore, your attitude is most important.I can tell you something. Dogs are more dangerous than these wild animals. I had been chased by Tibetan dogs, pounced on by dogs in mating season, also besieged by a group of dogs. I really feel it is more useful to know how to defend a dog.Declaration again The above experience is from Chang Tang only. Of course, the more you prepared, the better. Day 12 (May 1), 23.8km, Camping 5117mToday was May 1 -- the Labour Day, I had been walking in some lake area marked in the map but clearly dried up. The lake basin was flat and hard so that I even pushed my bike more than 20km. Let it be the special treat for my May Day. After midday it became cloudy with growing winds. Since the Yueya Hu that I passed yesterday, there were no big lakes until Yanghu Co (My route would be between Jianshui Hu and Bairab Co), there was even no light alkaline water to drink so I had to pay extra attention not to miss any possible drinking water supply to fill up my water bag. There were a few very small lakes but all were alkaline puddles which was very shallow, whose depth was no more than the length of a half-finger. These puddles were covered with a hard shell of the mixture of salt and ice which smelled stinking and decaying when getting closer, must be toxic water I supposed. On the shore of this type of small lakes it was muddy soil and very hard to get closer.There was no sign of tundra at all.It was almost half past six when I found some snow corns in a ditch, which was the only drinking water supply of the day. There was a thin layer of melted ice on the surface of the ground near the snow corn, which was very hard to collect and was contaminated by the alkali. The snow corn was the yet melted thick snow, which was shaped like a corn by wind. The snow was quite hard and dry,porous like ice. I crushed a few snow corns, putting them into the water bag.They would be my drinking water tonight. These snow corns were the only one in today's wilderness, I reckoned the reason why they were not melted like others was the soil underneath contained large amount of ice blocks which acted as a freezer.Very strong gale in the night, it was hard to bear the sound of the vibration of the tent. Small single tent was good in the sense that it would not be blown away as long as you stayed inside. But you had to be very careful to set up the tent. I once did not pay much attention when doing so, the tent was blown away by winds, and rolling over like a Giant lantern ... I ran after it, got it back, and was exhausted. In general, it is not possible to fix the tent completely using tent pegs because they were not very much effective like large tents. It was snowing around 23 o'clock, the winds were howling from north,then the falling snow flakes landed on my tent quietly, I finally felt at peace and fell asleep. The flat ancient lake basin, assisting me walking more than 20kmSmall lake en route, toxic waterSnow corns, the only drinking water supply today Day 13 (May 2), 0km, Camping 5117mWaking up in the morning and opening the tent, the heavy snow outside must be sent by the God to force me have a break for the May Day. After lying in for a while, getting up and walking on the snowy ground out I went to have a look around. As first sight there were a herd of chirus. They were plainly to be spotted because they looked like a clear black straight line in the while snow. I returned to get my camera and then followed them to take some pictures. But they were very much alert and kept a quite long distance from me. I felt they were a group of pregnant females, instinctively protecting themselves from any potential harm. I was no longer short of water, the snow gave me a precious supply of drinking water. The problem was that they were very petrol consuming. I tool 8.6 litre of petrol and the oil stove was Duola's MSR. The pot was of 1.5 litre, mainly for boiling water. After several days' experiments, I found that the liquid water needed 16mins and 14-15mins to boil in the morning and evening, respectively. For ice, it would take 35-40mins while for snow it took 45-50mins. Melting snow was a very time and petrol consuming process so if I had a choice between snow and light alkaline water, most of time I would go with the latter. Lying inside the tent, listening to musics,I smoked a cigarette while gazing at the more and more chirus around me. Because it was very cold I had been wearing my shoes all the time. Now I just put my bare feet under the warm sun for some fresh air. I found three cuts in my hands and one in my sole. The cuts were about 4cm in length, looked terrible but it was actually all right really. Half of my toes were injured by to much walking, quite painful. I fetched my medicine bag and found I only got four patches of plasters, a serious mistake. One of the cuts in my hand had never been cured until I was out of this desolate land so as to feel like this finger would drop from my hand at any time. The others quickly recovered in a few days then new cuts appeared elsewhere. This process occurred periodically. I felt that it was somewhat related to the cold, dry weather and the lack of vitamins. The snow rapidly disappeared, which is unique phenomenon in Chang Tang. Because of the low air humidity and the high radiation from the sun, the snow was evaporating very fast, much quicker than the melting speed. Owing to this, the ground was generally still dry after the snow disappeared. In most cases, it would be only 2/5 left in the afternoon around 2 to 3 o'clock and small patches of ground could be seen. It would be completely all right for walking the next day. On the third day there could be some snow left in somewhere the sunlight hard to reach. So generally it could give you three days of water supply after a heavy snow like this. One of the pannier was broken, the most expensive one from deuter series, supposed to be waterproof. I will come back to it at some point later. Everything was covered by snow, no way out Lying in the middle of Chang Tang, listening to Tian Zhen's songs, and smoking Baisha cigarettes, what else can you ask for? The pregnant female chirus in migration, probably heading to Heishi Beihu to give birth([]
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