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十年的修持,是无言的长诗遇上你是我的缘守望你是我的歌 ——谨以此纪念一段情、一份爱是你,触动了我心底的柔软遇见,便已爱上 十年的等待,只为今天与你一起谱写浪漫的长诗 缘自神游,情定梅里半生浮云,一世倾慕 2006年夏,初次遇见梅里,在飞来寺居然好运到一排山峰全开,由此便刻下了不可磨去的烙印。最爱最爱的是缅茨姆,也许是因为美丽的传说?2010年想要走梅里外转,无奈最终没能成行,从此对梅里更加念念不忘。11年夏、12年夏分别再次去到飞来寺,仰望梅里。走进梅里的念头越来越强烈,今年夏季在格聂的时候就一直在想这事,假期假期。。。幸运之我,得益于多方的相助(人助、神助、天助),梅里外转终于如愿了(此处省略3千字)。。。梅里雪山又称太子雪山,位于云南省迪庆藏族自治州德钦县东北部的横断山脉中段。主峰卡瓦格博海拔6740米,为云南省第一高峰。主要山峰有五座,飞来寺、雾浓顶在梅里雪山的东面;外转路上最好的全景观景点是朗通拉垭口下面一点(网友通常称为辛康拉垭口),此处位于梅里的西偏南,正好与飞来寺、雾浓顶隔了座梅里。在飞来寺、雾浓顶看到的梅里,从左到右依次是:缅茨姆峰、吉娃仁安峰、玛兵扎拉旺堆峰、主峰绒赞卡瓦格博及粗归腊卡峰。缅茨姆峰,亭亭玉立,气质若兰,传说是神山卡瓦格博的妻子,海拔6054米,又称神女峰吉娃仁安峰,形似法冠,也称五方佛峰、五佛峰、五冠峰,海拔5470玛兵扎拉旺堆峰,号称无敌降魔战神,威武雄壮,海拔6365,也称将军峰。在主峰的左边主峰绒赞卡瓦格博,一座完美的金字塔雪山,海拔6740米,是云南省最高峰,更是藏区八大神山之首主峰右边的是粗归腊卡峰,海拔5993,因峰顶平平无尖,仿佛被砍掉了首级,又称无首峰 在外转路上朗通拉垭口的全景观景台所见的梅里,排序正好相反,从右到左是缅茨姆峰、吉娃仁安峰、玛兵扎拉旺堆峰、主峰绒赞卡瓦格博及粗归腊卡峰。今年是羊年,是梅里雪山的本命年,据说转山1圈等同12圈还是13圈的功效,所以今年转山的藏民特别多,慕名而去的户外朋友也特别多。我,则属于巧合加入了这些大军之中的一员。从研究路线到召集到出发,也就35天的时间(当然2010年的时候研究过),过程省去1000字。。。我自然还是想轻装慢走,轻装没有问,但苦于假期不够,慢走似乎很难实现。经过和向导的再三确认,最终定了个9天的徒步计划,其中永久村到多拉垭口(第一个小垭口)、阿丙村到格布村之后的格布拉垭口都是坐车的计划,其余为徒步。实际上,我们前面有两天走了计划中三天的路,而到最后又因为大家出山心切不想在扎西牧场住宿,所以比计划少了一天(全程住宿小卖部,只有一天男生需要搭帐):D1:永久村—(坐车)多拉垭口(第一个小垭口)—阿色垭口—隆那—永是通—多克拉垭口下的小卖部宿营D2:宿营点—多克拉垭口—咱俗塘—章切路(咱俗塘后第二个小卖部)D3:章切路—作阿江德—卢阿森拉垭口—曲那塘—辛康拉—朗通拉垭口观景台(网上称朗通拉垭口为辛康拉垭口,但我们向导说不是)D4:朗通拉垭口—阿丙村—(坐车)察瓦龙D5:察瓦龙—(坐车)格布村之后的格布拉垭口—(部分队员坐摩托部分队员徒步)达古拉垭口下小卖部(到垭口的第二个小卖部)D6:宿营点—达古拉垭口—来得桥—来得村D7:来得村——梅求补功(第二个小卖部)D8:梅求补功—(部分队员坐摩托部分队员徒步)说拉垭口(垭口下有两个木屋)—扎西牧场—小卖部—梅里石—(坐车)飞来寺,转山圆满结束在此,感谢全体同伴。感谢大厨熊猫、叶子和一健,感谢笑容常开、热心助人的财务梅朵,感谢细致认真的飞毛腿财务驿动,感谢默默干活、坚定行走的花花,感谢被妈妈忽悠而第一次参加徒步的小鲜肉舟舟,感谢出发前两天临时加入、经验丰富的阿成和叮叮猫。因为你们,我们才能平安、顺利、愉快地完成这次梅里外转!说明:风景照大部分为本人之拙作,少部分为队友之精品;人物照大部分是队友的杰作。征得队友的同意而发,不一一注明,在此一并鸣谢!悲催的前奏曲:缘止于此?一大一小两个包,再一个手提袋装了月饼和抓绒衣,阿成看照片说,包包不大啊,我哭。。。直至和熊猫汇合,熊猫说,别人看到我的大包都跟旁人说:赶紧躲着走。。。广州直飞香格里拉,一大早6:30起飞,感谢叶子收留了一晚。在广州早上4点多起来的,悲催地发现不但感冒了,还来大姨妈了。。。匆忙吞了颗感冒药就赶飞机去了,当天直接奔到飞来寺。依然入住守望6740,这已经是我往返合计第5次入住了。飞来寺的晚霞不错,只是山峰几乎都没露出来感冒不但没见好,在飞来寺的夜里咳嗽不断,如何是好?撤?如何舍得!如果仅仅是一般感冒,我不会太在意,但咳嗽让我不再淡定了。肺水肿,在我脑海里呈现。。。难道,我与梅里就缘仅于此?一早,同伴还没起来,我独自打了个车去往县城医院,值班女医生压根没把我的病情放在眼里,在我万般求情下才给开了一针和一瓶止咳药水、一合感冒冲剂,还一再给我说明不要随便用抗生素、不要随便吃消炎药,嘱咐我连续吃她开的药三天,万一没有好转再吃消炎药。万幸的是,三天后我果然好得差不多了。不知道该多谢神医还是该多谢神山?或许应该一并感谢吊针完毕,饿极,来一碗米线和先头部队在县城汇合采购进山物资,市场已经搬迁,不再是12年我逛过的那个地方了中午,全体队员于飞来寺集结完毕,开往永久村。基于胃口极好,我决定到永久村再说。LGG和MK都关心问候了我的病情,在此深表感谢!德贡大桥([]
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GO 摩托 伪少年 从乌市回来已经有段时间了,一直忙于生计或无为的工作,反倒是热衷的旅行却有些淡忘了,其实也不是淡忘,只是无可奈何的耽搁罢了。现下总算有些闲情了,就把这次的摩托环旅发上来,顺便给后来者做一点点参考。本次摩托旅行共计14000公里,全程走完丹东起始至抚远东边境,抚远至额济纳北边境,额济纳至乌鲁木齐全程国道。期间伏暴雨,过草原,滚沙漠无境不有,当然,各种危险与乐趣也是并存的,恶犬,车祸,绝水之类更是常伴左右,此间不多说,待兄弟下文慢慢道来。 出发前言 小屁,是我的一辆机车。其实,我也无法分辨它的性别,按理说男人都喜欢自己的摩托是位凶猛的钢铁侠,能够无坚不摧,霸气十足。但我宁愿它是位可人的女子,因为我实在不愿意骑在一个男人身上太久了。小屁是前不久刚从一位兄弟那里接手的,自己从网上淘了点东西,把它稍微化了个妆,但却无法改动它的心脏,所以125cc的机车,拉到高速总有力有不逮的顿感,排气管还不时发出嘭嘭嘭的声音,我大怒之下就为它取名叫做小屁。因而我也不再想象它是个似水美女了,毕竟此名不雅。 说到小屁,我不由想起刚被我低价卖掉的上一任机车。就是那一辆不起眼的本田摩托陪着我征战了09年的西藏之旅,不论是波密的泥石山洪还是五道梁的冰风雪雨,它都把我安全地带出了困境。我的勇敢是赐于你的坚强,再见了浙D·RM483 再次纪念我的朋友,你的离去代表了我新的征程。 我一直认为自己是一个男人,喜欢所有男人喜欢的纵情与不羁,并且我愿意为之付出巨大的牺牲和承难,我是这样爱着自由的大地。| 她躯体的任意一个角落都是值得让人抚慰的,所以我总喜欢骑着一辆斑驳的机车,驰骋在她的躯体上,不辞辛劳地来回奔波。有些人就把这种叫做摩旅,我不置可否。因为我只是坐在同一个位置上,领略它的风情。虽然我从此有了日行千里的本事。 其实,我也都快老了,不论是青春还是苦涩都将离我而去,取而代之的不过是碌碌的生活,还有甚微的躁动,可这又将于我的回忆何意呢?那么,我就再走走吧。我,对,就是自己。GO吧,摩托,还有,伪少年! 夜宿洑东小镇 那一年,我说,当我跨上机车的时候,我知道,红旗飘起来了。不知为何,当事过境迁,我的血液里不知觉地少了那份激动。取而代之的竟然是深深的迷茫和无措。我逐渐驶离了绍兴,身后的一切好像都像流质的液体一样,我能感受到它从我心头点点滴滴的消失,这使我沉重!原来,我也会想家。 7月7日是自己出发的日子,这是我一早就想好了的。可我却没来由地乏味,直到7日凌晨才算把行装收拾妥贴。把特意从金华赶来为我践行的老哥也累的够呛。离开家已经快十一点了,没有人告别,女人也没有说话,临走前,我拎着帽子细细地看了她一眼,她似乎有些无动于衷,好像就跟往常一样,她对面的男人只是骑着摩托去附近的小球场转一圈就回来了。我的心也就这样安静下来了。 天还是燥热不安,一直到出了杭州城,空气才变得好受些。其实,在出发前的两天,我还认为会从福建一直南下再往西,这也算完成了我穿越湎越边界的梦想。但日头一天比一天猛烈,我只好选择北上内蒙再转战新藏了。 出了浙江界,宜兴地段的太湖公路显然更适宜骑行,不仅路面平整,晚落的太湖风也别有清新。此时,太湖面上已是雾如丝缕了。我择了一条小道,刚容一车通过,颤颤巍巍地往湖边上走。小道边上是一条小渠,大略是附近的村民开凿起来引水的。骑了没多久,我隐隐看到渠道的入口处有个东西在水里翻腾,再一看,居然是个人!我吓了一大跳,手头一哆嗦,死命地按了两声喇叭。水里的人听见动静,呼噜扎进了水里,我正迷惑着,这边小渠的边上就爬上了一个光着上身的小老头手里还拖着一蛇皮袋鼓鼓囊囊的东西。我好奇之极,便问他在做甚。小老头从爬上岸就一直在拖那袋东西,听我问话也不搭理我,背着东西就走了。我心想,这太湖人家也的确与众不同啊。我骑车往前刚走几步,看到坝上描着一行红漆:严禁挖掘芦笋。看来那小老头怕是被我抓了个现行啊。 到了洑东,天气已经微微暗下来了。宜兴也遥遥在望。于是准备找店家住下,在整个小镇悠转了一圈,只发现一家小超市上开了一个小旅馆。跟店家说了价格,便上楼去试看情况。人还没走进去就闻到一股浓重的异味,于是赶紧下楼撤退。这时,我有些后悔没在太湖边搭帐篷了,虽然湖水藻类横生,无法洗漱,但至少落得空气清新,还省却了费用。我正犹豫着,边上一位大妈就过来主动招呼我,说她家可以住人。我打量了一番,觉得大妈面慈目祥,理应不是坏人。再说,我也无财色可劫,就心安理得跟着大妈走了。到了大妈家才发现是一家非常小的副食品小店,斑驳的外墙,不起眼的小字,如果不是附近熟人,断定不会有外来的客人光顾。大妈告诉我说,早几年,洑东还是相当繁荣的,自从镇上的琉璃瓦厂倒闭了,人口也逐渐稀少了,现在连大集市也搬到另一个小镇上去了。大妈似乎很愤懑自己所住的地方成了这副光景,我心下也黯然,一城一池,繁芜终无定数啊。5631KG,离开绍兴中午累了,骑到路边的林子里休息了一会(遥控器就是好用,即使一个人,也照样拍的卡卡的)洑东小镇里的小店 夜营映山 此刻我拘居在这顶窄小的破帐篷里,一边打字一边问候着送我帐篷的兄弟。这该死的帐篷居然每一节帐杆的橡皮绳都是断的。这让我彻底丧失了修复它的决心,只好将就着把帐杆扣起来了事。 昨夜有些乏了,许久没有出门,身体和自己都有些忘记旅行的疲惫了。早晨醒来,不论是肩膀还是腰椎都酸疼的厉害,连左手也有些不得劲。勉强地从三楼把行包拎下来,再捆绑干净,已经是9点过了。临出发,大妈再三叮嘱我要注意安全,我感激地挥别离了我旅行中的第一个驿站。 一路上的风景乏善可陈,除了一层不变的火热,就是扬着一屁股灰尘的大货车。对于它们,我厌烦而恐惧,所以我想尽快地离开这一段有城市的旅程。这也是促使我放弃走东海岸线的原因之一。出了洑东,一路往北疾行,路上遇到几位摩托爱好者,狂飙着大排量的机车轰鸣而过,期间居然还有一位女的,我有些郁闷,骑着追了一段,最终还是放弃了。毕竟我只是骑着一辆125的小屁,上了80迈还不停地打盹放炮,着实令人恼火。 过了宜兴,日头越发猛烈了,40几度的地表把车垫烤的火热,我甚至能感觉到背上的汗液顺着股沟一直流到了内裤上,黏抓在皮肤上湿漉漉的让人愤怒。总算熬到了一家加油站,刚把车子停下,超市里冲出来一人,是个小胖妞。我以为她要来加油,连忙示意她说不用。但她还是径直冲到了我面前,一脸兴奋的。“骑车旅游的?”“嗯。”“一个人?”“啊。”于是小胖妞就露出一脸的羡慕。说。“你去哪呢?”“环游”“啥?”我一时不知该怎么解释,于是想用一个地名来答复她。想了想,就说去西藏。小胖妞果然兴起,瞅着我一个傻乐。我看着胖妞有趣,也来了话唠。就说。“怎么,想去?”小胖妞不假思索道,“那是”“那就去呗”我故作怂恿。“咋去,我又不会像你这样骑车。”“跟我走呗,我带你。”我有些不怀好意。“那怎么成,你一个男的,我……”小胖妞有些难为情。“那有什么关系,大家都是成年人,你说是吧?”我有些乐了。小胖妞听我这么一说,闹了个红脸,怏怏地回超市去了。没过多久,她又走出来,让我跟她回超市,说里面有空调,凉快。我自然求之不得,于是又在超市坐着跟几位大姐侃了会。不过小胖妞不知跑哪去了,待我走了也没再见到她。离开了宜兴地界,一直走过南京、滁州,除了在滁州寻买了一个读卡器,便再无停留。那样的城市和温度,对我早已没有了吸引力。临近傍晚,西边晚霞映染,道路却也变得多姿多彩了一些,只是路向偏西,太阳刚照在脸上,总觉得有些晃眼,一路慢走慢行倒也安全无虞。天色渐渐暗了。前方小城还相去甚远,于是我想着在路边按个帐篷,但由于上午下了雨,所以草地上到处都是坑坑洼洼的水汪子。正没辙,突然发现离马路不远的树林子里似乎有一个小庙宇。我大喜过望,急忙骑着车过去。到了近处才发现是一座废弃小砖房。门前已经长起半人高的杂草了,看来此处是久无人居了。我下车去查看,发现两扇铁门被铅丝箍的严严实实,除非用老虎钳否则根本没办法打开。我透过门缝向里一望,目之所及,到处都是散乱的袋子和垃圾,还有一个木椅子正端端正正地摆在房子的里屋门口。我突然感觉有些阴冷,脑中闪过一丝怪异的想法。于是急急忙忙退了出来。走到车边,又好好打量了一番这间房子。原来,刚才走的急,没发现此处附近没有一家民居,周围还特意的环绕了一圈柏树。我不知这是何意,不过,我也彻底打消了要破门而入,堂而居之的想法。太阳一落山,天就黑的特别快。我又骑着车行进了十几里地,前方就是明光城区了。可我被刚才的遭遇一折腾,心里还认准了今夜非露营不可。泥地、草坪肯定行不通,不仅潮湿,还寻不好一个取水的地方。我毫无目的地骑着车瞎转悠,经过一个叫映山的小村时,路边一盏昏暗的小灯吸引了我的注意。赶近处一看,果不其然,还真是一个学校。听见摩托车的突突声,门口的小房子里钻出来一对中年男女。他们见我拖着一车行李,插着个小旗,觉得非常惊讶。当我告诉他们说想在学校的操场上打个铺时,男女便爽快的同意了。学校并不大,甚至有些破落。搭好了帐篷,我去问门卫大哥,询问有无可以洗澡的地方。门卫大哥热情带我到教学楼后面的林子里。到了那里我才发现,所谓的洗澡居然就是拎着井水冲个凉而已。大哥说这里没有自来水,平时他们都是这样洗澡的。我倒也无所谓,反正打小也是这么过来的,乘着四下无人,痛痛快快脱光了衣服洗了澡。我只是好奇平时孩子们是怎么洗手的呢? 洗完澡刚回帐篷,大姐就过来问我吃饭没,要是不嫌弃就吃点,他们也刚吃完。出于礼貌,我就婉拒了她的好意。在帐篷里啃了中午留下的半块压缩饼干,觉得应该跟大哥大姐聊会天才对,于是拎着水瓶顺带着去装点水来。大姐很是热情,捧出半个大西瓜,三人就围坐在校门口的木头桌子上边吃边聊。大哥告诉我,前几年他们一家子都在永康打工,也是最近才回了老家。现在干看门的活一个月能赚个千把块,家里又种了点地,日子也算能过得下去。只是小女儿学习不太好,刚中考完,分数还进不了最差的普高,还得花上一笔钱才行。说到这,大哥脸上有了些忧虑。大姐倒是一副乐天的模样,一直笑呵呵的问东问西,我也说些旅途的趣事给他们听。我向他们打听明日该去的行程,他们也都不知道。其实这些地方离此地都很相近,只是他们除了生活的老家,还有曾经打过工的陌地,就从未出过远门了。出了宜兴,日头愈发猛烈了骑的乏了,就在路边小憩一会儿映山小学校的操场杂乱的操场几乎没有一块平整的地方,篮球架下算是有一小块水泥地可以扎营学校没有浴室,甚至连个可以遮掩的地方都没有,只好在树林子里打水冲了个凉开学时,大哥卖些小文具和零食以贴补家用。门卫室里只有一台没有有线电的电视。 第三天 不懂自己心一早,我还睡得迷迷糊糊,门卫大哥就过来喊我起床,说给我准备了早餐,吃完了好乘着凉快赶路。我虽然还想再赖一会,但肚子的确饿了,昨晚的半包压缩饼干早已消化的无影无踪。于是赶紧收帐、叠包、打捆、装车,连洗刷也比平时快了不少。只可惜,待我赶到门卫室时,大哥刚好外出,大姐也不在,只有他们的小女儿在收拾锅碗。我瞅了一眼桌子,上头还放着两份菜,显然是留着给我的。一盘是番茄炒蛋,鲜嫩的西红柿裹挟着几块金黄的鸡蛋片儿。还有一盘是咸菜炒肉丝,咸菜油亮油亮的,几条历历可数的肉丝也显得特别诱人。我暗暗吞了口唾沫,也不知该怎么开口说起这回事。小姑娘只管低着头捣鼓被挖的干干净净的电饭锅,既没说话,也没啥示意。我局促地站了会,只好在门口灌了两瓶热水,又问她要了张便条,给门卫大哥留了我的地址和联系方式,便骑车走了。一直出了江苏界,沿着微山湖往北就进入山东地界了。山东,是个颇有分量的省份,无论在哪方面都是行道的翘楚,就如一只蓄势待发的东北虎,虎视眈眈地紧盯沪江,直观近年来的趋势,大有你干不了老大那就我来的感觉。山东不像别的省份,很多的大镇小城或许你都没有听说过,但它的每一个城市每一个地方似乎都能让人有零星半点的记忆,更难能可贵的是它值得称道的肯定是景观或者文化,而并非别的。 只是山东不是我现在要走的,它已经够热闹的了,并不需要现在的我再去画蛇添足,该我去的,是那够寂寥的荒芜之地。到了晌午,因为睡眠不足,人开始恍惚起来。我在路边找了片林子,停好车后便在树上挂了吊床。这是出发前特意买的,是午睡防蛇的利器。不过,因为我太害怕蛇了,所以把吊床绑的高了一些。导致我爬上去的时候连摔了两次。一次摔得四脚朝天,一次摔了嘴啃泥。幸亏附近没蛇,要不然估计连蛇也要笑话我了。吊床晃晃悠悠的,树叶子还不时扇点凉风,再加上知了啊青蛙啊什么蜈蚣蚂蚁的大合唱,很快我就睡着了。没想到这一睡就是一个多小时。醒来一看,时间已经是下午三点了。照路程计算,今天是过不了泰安了。急急忙忙上了路,一路风驰电掣,眨眼间就早已几十公里之外了。都说山东汉子是爷们,大男子主义不可一世。原先,我倒不信。不过一路上的计划生育语,倒是让我对自己产生了怀疑。“关爱女孩,就是关爱民族的未来”,光是这条语,一路上就见了不下十次。我不知山东政府是不是因为要纠正重男轻女的思想,不过,在我看来,这条语倒是别有内涵。“未来”是什么,未来就是将来,就是将来的人。将来的人怎么来的,那就是女人生下来的。所以女孩长大了就是生未来的人的人。所以要保护和关爱会生孩子的人。那么到头来,女人好像真成了繁衍工具了?当然,这只是消遣而已。甭管他在生物系统上是雄性更具有主导地位还是雌性更具有决定权,反正在下一世,谁也不知道自己会不会变成另一个人。到泰安已经晚上八点了。泰安城早已灯火万家。找到青旅,把行装收拾干净,准备到外头吃点东西,却发现附近街上的小吃店都关了门。回到旅舍,大厅里有一帮男男女女在安排行程,又有几人在吹牛,说是这一遭走过了多少个城市,哪一个城市的美女最多,又吃了饕餮了多少美食。安排行程的,都在计划着怎么从南天门登顶,夜宿泰山之巅。大伙儿都很兴奋,似乎正要去完成一件伟大的壮举。我听听看看,忽然发现自己好像早已远离了这个群体,我依稀看到了五六年前的自己也曾这么憧憬每一次旅程。是我开始自闭了,还是我的旅途没人会懂? 虽说只是小小的五河县城,但依我看来却并不比江南的任何一座小城差。况且人家那还是蓝天碧水不说。睡吊床也是一门艺术啊,真是下床容易,上床难 第四天——淋雨早早的我收拾了行囊,逃也似的离开了青旅。我不知道怕什么,总感觉待在这里,它将会消磨了我的意志。而我往后的行程却需要足够的坚强与无畏。 早上醒来,身上的包又多了几个。可能是昨天午休时忘记了在背包上喷药水,使得不少虫子钻了进去。于是,它们便搭着我的车一路的咬,一路的笑,跟我一起来到了泰安。期间,还有不少个被我不断晃动的背包给压死了,到晚上脱衣服时,我才发现它们小小的黑瘦的尸体。在泰安城的铃木专卖店换了机油,听我说起要环游大边境,老板一个劲地表示佩服。我心下有些不以为然,既然都佩服我了,干啥子还不送壶机油哩,还收了我几十块钞票……在出城的路上,遇到了几位赶着驴车的老农。看见驴,我就远远的躲开了。我怕驴,这是有历史原因的。几年前,我与一重庆的哥们从日喀则回拉萨,路上遇到一头小驴子萌态可掬,便凑上去给它照相。可不知它是被激怒了还是被刺激了,一下就兴奋了起来。我一瞧,这动向不明啊。连忙给那兄弟打招呼,他还不知所以,正乐呵呵呵逗它玩。我就说,哎,哎,你瞧它那玩意儿。那兄弟一瞧,嘿,锤子!小驴子那东西嗖嗖嗖的涨了起来。我靠,两人心里一哆嗦,撒腿就跑。那小驴子见我俩窜开去,还得意地追了过来。幸亏这畜生被桩子给拴着,要不然我那跑不动的胖子兄弟准被那驴子给糟蹋了。驴这畜生,还真摸不透它是怎么想的,它是把那玩意当生殖器呢还是当武器?要是当生殖器,它是否把我俩给看错了对象。要是当武器呢,我看这驴准是被自己给踢了,普天下用这个当武器的我可是第一次见到啊。所以我有些害怕驴这动物,当它看上了你的时候,不管是要攻击你还是糟蹋你,都会举起它那威武的工具,让你颜面扫地。刚过济南黄河大桥,天就开始下雨。我在桥头的小店里坐了半晌。小店没有店家,只在门口放了把长椅子供路人歇息。我坐下没多久,一对弟兄也骑着摩托过来躲雨了。他们两个就自顾着玩手机,我闲着没事就抓苍蝇玩儿。耽搁了半来个小时,雨就停了。我又出发上路。没想到才到陵县,雨又开始大起来。我干脆找了家小店,准备吃点东西再走,这时已经是下午末时光景了。小店不大,店家卖的是羊杂汤还有一些鸡蛋饼和孜然饼之类。不过门口贴着一语,口气不小,曰:陵县第一家。不知道是陵县第一家口味呢,还是陵县路口第一家?我一时有些内急,想借店里的厕所一用,刚跨进门,差点就熏昏过去。厕所内脏乱不堪,阵阵异味扑面而来,更让人大倒胃口的是蹲坑旁边居然还排满了密密麻麻的啤酒瓶子。我没细看空瓶还是满瓶,胡乱洗了个手就急忙退出来。走到餐厅,店家的小孩已经把一碗羊杂和两块鸡蛋饼搁桌上了。我心想,都已经点了单了,不吃也浪费。俗话说不干不净吃了没病,出门在外能喂饱已经不错了。于是也不想其他,三下五去二,把粮食全部干完了事。只是雨一直不停地下着,从陵县之后的两百多公里,我就一直浸泡在裹满雨水的雨衣里。除了一只防水的鞋子没有进水,其他的,包括内裤都成哭泣的海洋。那个时候,我好像又回到了09年的波密。那时的318国道波密段被山洪冲垮了一个百来米长的缺口,路上堆满了泥石流留下的大小石头,上面又有山洪不停地泄下来。我骑着摩托车在东头望了半天,最终还是决定涉水而过。不然必须要等到武警把国道抢通,那时不知是多少天以后的事了,而318是波密进藏唯一的通道。当我骑着摩托到了水路中央的时候,不幸发生了,车轮子被地下的石头卡住,车身失去了平衡,连着人一起栽在了水里面。我一下子惊慌失措,扑腾着站起来,水刚好没过了腰际,而摩托车和背包却全部浸在了水里。我顾不得浑身冻得发冷,想要把车扶起来,可背包灌满了水压着后座,就像是把车子死死地钉在了水里面。我绝望的放弃了。我抬头看了看河对面的那个武警,他从开始就站在自己的那辆大卡车前看着我,既没有在我涉水之前喊停,也没有告诉我那个地方水会更浅一些。或者他的任务仅仅掌握动态向上级报告吗?我抬头看着他,他也望着我,那一脸漠然的模样至今也使我记得。于是,我放弃了向他求助。重新蹲下,把整个手臂环抱在摩托车的架子上,狠狠的把它立了起来。至此,我也明白了,有些时候,我只能靠自己,哪怕再绝望再无助,坚强才是最好的动力! 泡了一天的雨,到了晚上手开始胀痛晚间找了家旅馆住下。衣裤都是泥水,累的两腿发软也没劲儿再搓洗,只好胡乱挂在房间里。下楼,看到路边有家面馆,一时间,馋虫狂号! 第六天 从北京到山海关昨天从泊头到北京时,已经下午6时多了,一直过了廊坊雨才开始逐渐停下来,我被淋得狼狈不堪,只好把雨衣脱了,顺着廊坊到北京百十来地的风才勉强把衣服吹个半干。一晚上都在朋友的陪同下度过,期间热情暂且不表。到北京最主要的目的是更添一部分装备,除了重新置换一顶帐篷之外,还让朋友代购了一些当时没买到的蛇药、手术刀片、绷带之类,最重要的是借用了一台手持GPS,希望这能让我的旅程多一份保障。到山海关的路并没有想象中的好走。因为卢龙段102大翻修,一路上到处都是运载的货车,整个下午基本上都是在大货车中艰难的穿行。中间,还发生了一个小小的意外。离开玉田城不久,我就遇上了延绵几公里的堵车长龙,不用说漫天的灰尘弄的我灰头土脸,光是那些尾气也足以把人烤的外焦里嫩了。我越骑越心烦,于是就顺着大货车右侧的空隙,慢慢地开始超车。没想到,前方路边铺满了一层厚厚的沙土,我一时没注意,车轮子在沙地上一打滑,车子便晃晃悠悠地拐倒在地上。而此时离我几米开外的后方正好停着一辆运泥沙的大货车。我心下骇然,如果不是前面排起了队,还真不好说后果会怎么样了。有了这个教训,我特意的放慢了速度,毕竟,任何时候安全才是最重要的。山海关古城游客不多,甚至整条街上也见不到一个背包客。北大街上的几家客栈更是门可罗雀。我骑着车子转了一圈,看到有一家写着“学生公寓”的客栈,心想该是个实惠的去处。我问坐在门口逗狗的老板,家里有铺没,老板满口应承。很是热心地帮我把车推进了院子。院子还挺大,上下两层小楼,一溜的仿古装饰。待我拎着包进了房门,才发现里头其实就是个简易的小旅馆,这倒也罢,只是老板张口就要了100,说是只卖房不卖铺。我拎着包进退不是,想着车子都已经推到院子里来了,装备也拆了,再掉头走人就不合情理了。所以也便答应了。不过,不靠谱的是老板居然要了500块的押金。这小小的家庭旅馆,堪比五星啊。快十一点了,瞌睡虫慢慢开始侵蚀我的意识。该睡了……没玩没了的伪少年。明天,明天就要出关了。出了山海关,过了丹东,我的旅行才是真正的开始!整个古城都在卖这种花生糕,我嘴馋切了一小块,你大爷的,重量堪比切糕啊,而且硬的牙都快崩了。啃了两口,实在吃不了,扔了。 第七天 营口旅途中,最有意思的莫过于遇见形形色色的人了,不论他是否使你感动、忧伤、悲愤、快乐。只有不同的人的存在和交错,你才会觉得自己的存在。我们都在一个城市生活的太久了,很多时候都忘记了世界不只有这么大,能看到的也不只有身边的生命,闻到的也不只有眼前的空气。羁绊太多,在我的意识里父辈的人们几乎都没有为自己活过,我不愿意像他们,虽然我也会有无穷的牵挂。我愿意自己就像一只葫芦岛苇丛里的海鸟,出海的时候一个人,回来的时候满屋子的温暖。这也是旅行的另一种意义。东北人很爽朗,不论男女都是一种天性。如果你找人问路,对方的神态动作有千百种,但语言态度只有一种,那就是逗得你乐。问这大爷。嗨,大爷,山海关咋走啊?大爷锄头在地上一杵,裂开嘴就喊道,你看,顺着这道,别拐弯,使劲儿砸就到了。问那大姐,嗨,大姐,东郭咋去呢?大姐把饺子皮面一捏把,拍拍手站在门口为我指路,看见没?照着这道一直往前走,第一道口往北一转,就往上干,一路别停歇。“砸”“干”“冲”,一个个毫不相干的词到了东北老乡的嘴里,却这般模样,实在令人莞尔。早晨醒的并不早,院子里没有什么声音,况且我也睡得沉。小院老板帮我把车子抬出门,递给我一支烟,两人就有一搭没一搭聊起天来。其实老板并不是当初想的那么财势,听他的说法也颇让人郁闷的。老板青岛人,刚好三十,也算是漂泊过来。在山海关租了个小院子,开了这家不大不小的客栈,平时也没什么生意,主要靠附近的高中学生在此借宿。老板告诉我,山海关这地儿生意不好做,当地政府政策不扶持也便罢了,最要不来的是各级部门三天两头来检查,一检查就得罚款,所以想要在此地做生意得先把这帮公仆喂饱了才成。难怪,昨晚上我在古城里转了一大圈,除了偶有几家本地人在卖那啃不动的花生糕,基本上都是关门大吉,没想到竟然是这种原因。听到这里,我心里不由对当地政府产生了鄙夷。所谓窥一斑而见全豹,一家小小客栈的老被尚且被折腾至此,更不用说其他了。老板唉声叹气,反倒羡慕起我来了,说是如能像我如此这般那倒当真不错。原来,老板为了能在本地安身立命,找了个当地姑娘,以便借用姑娘家的关系打点各种门道。我不由唏嘘,这货,为了挣俩钱,把身子都给搭进去了。出了绥中,我正停在路边照相,迎面骑过来两位自行车友。到了近前一看,带头的居然还是位大爷。一问才知道原来是网上颇有名气的大庆油人李兴德老人,李爷今年68了,从世纪初就开始接触自行车游行,目前总行程已超过三十万公里,可谓真真切切的老当益壮啊。李爷甚是热情,听说我要环游国境线,忍不住感叹,说骑着摩托车周游中国一直是他的梦想,希望有一天能与我一起同游。三人相谈甚欢,留了影,记了电话才挥手致别,我往北,他们往西。沿着海岸线,一路向东北进发,路边都是繁茂的芦苇田。虽然还看不见海,但那股子清新的味道早已扑面而来,我的心也随之清爽了。我见路边的芦苇荡子长得好看,就顺着小道一直往深处骑去,两边苇叶飒飒作响,不时还有咕噜咕噜的水鸟发出打盹儿的声音。我干脆弃了车,沿着小路徒步了一阵,看那无边无际的芦苇一直延伸开去,成片,翠绿,飘扬着,欢乐着,不知还要多久才能有个尽头……路上遇到许多载芦苇杆的车子,就像个背负着如山压力的老人路上遇见两位骑友了无尽头的芦苇荡子营口河大桥营口小城 第八天 丹东海滨公路 营口是座新城,如果只是从大街上走过,你会恍惚它是个大城。楼房虽然不高,但胜在道路宽敞。一入城,我就觉得这地儿比绍兴好,比绍兴亮堂。而到了第二天,我又觉得这地儿还是比不上绍兴,没绍兴实诚。其实,很多北方的小城,包括中西部的城镇,看似不错,基建也搞得像模像样,但毕竟城市基础放在哪儿,深入走一走,就发现那不过是白须儿的西瓜,它里头还没熟。因为在绍兴带的地图册是老版的,内容不是很详尽,所以第二天在图书城重新买了一本。又在肯德基买了个汉堡,一屁股坐在商场的大门口,就着凉水三下五去二把东西吃光,便又匆匆上路了。在计划中,我会在日落前,经过丹东然后到一个叫古楼子的小镇,可由于路上贪玩,便错过了时辰。到了晚间,沿海公路起了大雾,我穿着一件风衣还是被冻得发抖,到丹东城区已经是晚过九点了。丹东没有青年旅舍,在网络上却有一家小有名气的客栈。我吊着肚子按网上留下的地址,一路找寻,到了目的地一问,这兄弟早就卷铺盖不干了。我一肚子窝囊,只好随意在路边找了一家旅店住下。丹东最多的就是烤肉店了,无论在城市的哪条街都可以见到各种杂色的烤肉店名,那家叫王大胖子烤店,这家叫李小矮子烤店,你能想到的名它有,你想不到的名儿它也有,但家家都卖一种东西,那就是烤肉串。一整天了,我就在营口啃了一汉堡,早已饿的昏天暗地,也不及精挑细选,找了一家最近的,让老板各整俩牛羊串,再烧一鸡架子,最后下一碗粉。这就是我在丹东最好的食物了。不过,粉太辣,我挑了俩筷子就咽不下去了,只好浪费。 这一天虽然对不起肚子,但精神上的确非常愉悦。不用说出了盖州走盘山公路那种拉马式的快感,单是庄河至丹东那一段滨海公路,也够让我废寝忘食的了。海滨路上几乎没有什么行车,我摆足了架势把马力往上飙,可惜小屁这东西不争气,过了八十码就给掉链子,一顿一顿的活像被人卡着脖子赶路。我知道它性情,于是便不催促它,干脆慢下车来好好欣赏沿海美景,不时还窜上一码头,驻车远眺,当真是一份惬意无限啊。出了营口开始连续的盘山公路路边的瓜田里,几位妇人正在顶日劳作滨海公路附近的湖泊通往海滨公路的大道,笔直 停泊在码头整整齐齐的小船临近东海,视野变得宽阔起来天快黑了,我还在路上徘徊。是景太美,还是人太醉?海滨公路两侧矗着不少的风车,平添了几多韵味。太阳下的很快,没一会儿,天边余晖散尽,留下一片乏绿的天空,让人着迷到了丹东肚子饿得不行,在街边一排当要了一份米线和几个大串,没想到米线辣的不行,只好强忍着舔两口了事。串嘛味道还成,实在太饿了,再来十窜也不成问,就是有点小贵。 第九天 丹东备战 丹东,今天下雨,淅淅沥沥的,不是很大,却容易打湿路过的人。我这个远方的客人,没有特别的感觉,就如同闲逛家乡的某个小城一样,走过了它的每一条小街。 因为雨,也因为丹东是我整个东北边境线的最后一站城市,所以尽量在今天把需要的装备补充完整。在附近的超市买了些米和冰糖,又在街边的劳保店添了一个提包。只是找不到一个合适的油箱罐子,只能在路上再想办法了,如果实在不行,就只好拿饮料瓶子将就了。 下面是我的一部分装备,闲来无事就收拾收拾。求生装备:手持gps 步话机 钓鱼线 鞭炮 ** 工兵铲 强光手电能量装备:糖类 牛肉干 肉松 咖啡 维c求生装备、炊具:汽油炉头 锅子 驱虫剂 辣椒水 冷光棒主食装备:压缩饼干 米 肉肠 大蒜头 榨菜 萝卜头 第十天 雨中的丹东边境 从昨天开始,雨就没有停过。早晨起床,雨还是飘洒着。查看了天气预报,雨还得持续到明日才会停下。我已经在丹东城消耗了一天,思量不能再耽搁下去了,于是收拾了行装,出了城往东北方向赶去。 沿着鸭绿江一路骑行,很容易就可以望见河对岸的朝鲜民居。扫地的老大爷告诉我,丹东对岸就是朝鲜第二大城市新义州了,你也可以乘着船去江里转一圈,对岸的朝鲜人民也可以开着小船来这边转一圈,但都不允许上岸。如果你有兴趣,大可以花上点小钱,在满大街的旅行社里随便找一家,帮忙办个证,就可以名正言顺的随他们去平壤了。我对此倒有些意兴阑珊,最好是纯粹来旅游,口袋再揣上多点儿的钱,那到无妨一去。 丹东是繁华的,对于对岸的新义州百姓来说,甚至是富丽堂皇,虽然他们大部分人此生都没有机会见到这样的景象。要是晚间走在沿江大道上,左手是丹东的灯红酒绿,右手是新义州的冷色萧条,无怪人们都说朝鲜就是解放初期的中国。于此,我想身为中国人还是值得骄傲的。 如果是晴天,那顺着江岸走就更妙了。不用说青山绿水兰黛瓦,不用说碧波浩渺渔船家,光是那纯天然无污染的江风,它直入心扉,除尘驱污,由鼻入肺再贯三鼎,保管你元气大增。可惜今天是个雨天,我穿戴繁琐,头上又压着几斤重的头盔,的确无法感受。虽如此,但所谓山色空蒙雨亦奇,鸭绿江浮游的重重雾气也为单调的江水平添了几分魅惑。 到了一乡村,谓河口村,这里也有一座断桥,游客可以买票走到断桥头。整座桥被人为地卸走了几个墩子,也阻断了朝鲜与中国的通道。我想,会不会,对岸正有一位老人守望着这头的亲人呢? 我离开河口村,沿着边境小道继续往东北骑行。没走多远,路边竖着一广告牌,上曰:南有千岛湖,北有长丰库。敢情是在夸赞这里头的长丰水库呢。我站在岔道口,思忖再三,还是决定去看一看,既然都大老远跑这儿了,也不难为这几十公里的来回。于是便驱车往山里头赶去。路上有不少地方都泡着山洪,又有不少泥石路,我小心翼翼的走着,生怕又像上次那样栽在了水里头。往山里走了大约十几公里,我远远地望见了一座大坝,心想这就是长丰水库了吧,于是加足马力往山上冲。待车子冲上了山坡,我才发现这是水库的西边,除了一些泥沟沟,就剩下一小坛子水库的角落。我有些不甘心,便弃了车往边上的一座院子走去,可能到了院子的那头就可以看见水库的真面目了。没走几步,从里头窜出一解放军,喝道:站住!上哪儿去?我一见来了个兵,就说上前头看看水库。解放军说这是军事禁区,不让进。我没有办法只好怏怏地按着原路返回了。 顺着丹集公路往前走,离长甸还有几公里的时候,雨开始昏天暗地的往下泼,我心疼后座上的几个驮包。日用品虽然有防水袋包着,但一些没防水袋裹着的东西难免要被淋湿了。果然,到了长甸一加油站,我进去躲雨,才发现油箱包里的地图早已被浸了个透心凉。在加油站添了点汽油,又跟加油的大姐聊了会天,雨还是没停下来的意思,反而下的更加拼命了,似乎是存心跟赶路的人过不去。大姐见我淋得够呛,就劝我在长甸找家小旅店住下,待明日开晴再走不迟。我想了想,也觉得只好如此。 我骑着车绕着长甸转了一圈,只发现路边有三两家家庭旅店,一家叫随缘,一家叫平安,另一家我记不清了。我考虑了一下,认为出门在外平安是最重要的,于是就选择了这一家叫做平安的旅店。单间的房费倒也不贵,二十块钱还捎了个电视机,还挂着一小电扇。面积虽然小了点儿,但能在彷徨的时候找到个温温暖暖的落脚地儿,就相当满足了…… 第十天 雨中的丹东边境从昨天开始,雨就没有停过。早晨起床,雨还是飘洒着。查看了天气预报,雨还得持续到明日才会停下。我已经在丹东城消耗了一天,思量不能再耽搁下去了,于是收拾了行装,出了城往东北方向赶去。沿着鸭绿江一路骑行,很容易就可以望见河对岸的朝鲜民居。扫地的老大爷告诉我,丹东对岸就是朝鲜第二大城市新义州了,你也可以乘着船去江里转一圈,对岸的朝鲜人民也可以开着小船来这边转一圈,但都不允许上岸。如果你有兴趣,大可以花上点小钱,在满大街的旅行社里随便找一家,帮忙办个证,就可以名正言顺的随他们去平壤了。我对此倒有些意兴阑珊,最好是纯粹来旅游,口袋再揣上多点儿的钱,那到无妨一去。这里有两座桥一座是通往朝鲜中朝友谊大桥,另一座是断桥丹东是繁华的,对于对岸的新义州百姓来说,甚至是富丽堂皇,虽然他们大部分人此生都没有机会见到这样的景象。要是晚间走在沿江大道上,左手是丹东的灯红酒绿,右手是新义州的冷色萧条,无怪人们都说朝鲜就是解放初期的中国。于此,我想身为中国人还是值得骄傲的。如果是晴天,那顺着江岸走就更妙了。不用说青山绿水兰黛瓦,不用说碧波浩渺渔船家,光是那纯天然无污染的江风,它直入心扉,除尘驱污,由鼻入肺再贯三鼎,保管你元气大增。可惜今天是个雨天,我穿戴繁琐,头上又压着几斤重的头盔,的确无法感受。虽如此,但所谓山色空蒙雨亦奇,鸭绿江浮游的重重雾气也为单调的江水平添了几分魅惑。 ([]
所属地区: 青海 门源 适合人群: 自驾族 出游难度: 轻松 适合天数: 1天 花费预算: 300元以下 人数5人 适合时间: 7月中旬 8月初 攻略: 青海 海北州 门源 油菜花 浩门镇 青石嘴 互助 仙米 十二盘 █ 导语: 站在达坂山的高处向两边看,从青石嘴一直到看不见的门源县城浩门镇,百里花海成就了波澜壮阔花的奇观。这里的山山水水都披上了多彩的外衣,金黄的油菜花地有时又抹上一片翠绿,色彩非常丰富饱满,大色块的简单构图让人遐想联翩,思绪飞扬。七月的金色门源,真正是一种大美无声 █ 正文: 提起中国观赏油菜花最美的地方,估计喜欢旅游的人都能说出几个,如江西婺源、云南罗平、青海湖等等。在我看来,这几个地方的油菜花都有其不同的特点,如江西婺源的油菜花,由于是种植在丘陵地带或村前屋后的,一般种植面积不大,而且零星分布,散落于村落房舍之间,其搭配小桥流水、白墙黛瓦所形成的景观,是一种小家碧玉的美,是一种温情柔弱的美;云南罗平的油菜花是滇东高原的一个胜景,金鸡峰一带漫山遍野的油菜花,因为当地独特的喀斯特地貌,秀峰、村舍、道路、溪流均融入花海之中,场面相当壮观绮丽;青海湖的油菜花绽放的背景是中国最大的内陆湖泊——青海湖,从而使那里的油菜花多了几分“底气”,油菜花种植在湖边路旁,几十公里绵延不绝,像黄色的花毯,似金色的绸缎,在湛蓝的湖水和飞舞的白云映衬下,让人感到炫目的美。金色与青色交织出的极富张力的画面 那么,门源的油菜花又有什么特点呢?简单地说,是一种震撼人心的美! 地处青海北部的门源回族自治县,是北方小油菜的发源地,种植小油菜已经有1800年的历史了,是全国乃至全世界最大的小油菜种植区,种植面积达60万亩。每年7月,整个浩门川是一片的金黄,浓艳的黄花,北依祁连山,南靠达坂山,西起永安城,东到玉隆滩,绵延近百公里,就像一片无边无际的金色大海。 我们往青石嘴的方向走,爬过七旋八拐的盘山公路,穿过海拔3798米的达坂山(也叫大寒山)隧道,出得隧道哪一霎那,陡然间天际宽了,向下看一阵的美景夹杂着扑面而来的突然,绝对是让人眩晕。在观花台找在一处油菜花开比较漂亮的地方,走进花海,只觉得花香沁人心脾,让人陶醉。在微风的吹拂下,大片的油菜花像波浪一般上下起伏,沙沙作响的声音像在轻轻诉说,宛如欢快歌唱,使人烦乱的思绪即时安静下来,记得曾经听人家说过:常在花间走,活到九十九,这次是深有体会了。不过,这仅仅是门源油菜花美的开始,接下来所看到的油菜花宏大场面,着实让我们大开眼界。 在北方,提起油菜花,稍有点儿旅游经验的人都会想起青海省海北藏族自治州门源县,这里是北方小油菜生产基地,经过近年持续不断的努力,过去以种植油菜而大副提高了农民收入的青海省门源回族自治县,如今又把一片片油菜花变成了一旅游名牌,成为青海旅游的一大亮点。从每年的七月初开始,这里就进入了油菜花盛开的季节,开花时间是7月5日至25日,最佳花期是7月10日至20日。 处青海北部的门源县是北方小油菜发源地,是全国乃至全世界最大的小油菜种植区,种植面积达50万亩。但过去这里的油菜仅作为农作物,外界称其“门源油,天下流”。七月中旬,门源的油菜花竞相怒放,花景与当地的蓝天白云、高山流水、林海草原和独有的民居、蜂农等交相辉映,变幻出一道道独具特色的迷人风光,令无数游客迷醉其间。而门源也借此连续举办了十届油菜花文化旅游节,该节现已成为省内外颇有影响力的节日。2013年门源油菜花节的举办时间为7月18日-25日。 天空不作美,但是照顾我的人品,初到的时候天气不太好。 还是我的人品好,感动了上天,露出了蓝天白云 这是花海深处的蜂场,很壮观的,我是在车上照的。千万要注意安全哦! 这个就不用多说了吧!哈哈! 观花就要拍照,油菜花最大的特点是它的颜色,金黄一片,非常纯粹。选择在油菜花海里拍照有一个先天优势,无论穿什么颜色的衣服,都可于艳丽的油菜花搭配,穿着白色的衣服在金黄色的背景下会十分醒目,姑娘的肤色会显得格外的好看。拍摄油菜花照的最佳时间是细雨初停时,油菜花上挂着水珠,色彩最为鲜艳明润。拍照不仅要拍景物,更重要的是拍花海中的人。推荐两个地方,一个是青石嘴镇的元山观花台和县水泥厂对面的南山上,这里能全观浩门川的油菜花和常年积雪不化的冷龙岭及岗石卡雪峰,拍出来的照片将有春夏秋冬四季景色,背景层次极好;二是东部仙米林区,这里的不仅有漂亮的油菜花,还有原始森林,仙米峡谷,各种色块交织,色彩特别丰富。三是油菜花都是一丛一丛的,很矮,在油菜花海里面拍照,比较适合坐下,或者躺下,假如穿着白色婚纱拍照,将白色婚纱铺散在花丛中,很能突出女性的妩媚气质。拍照时挑选几套有动感的衣服,更加搭配周围的环境。有条件的朋友也可带一辆自行车或从当地朋友处借一辆,在花海中可以骑上一段,也可以作为道具。赶上个好天气,遇上金色门源最美的一面 推荐油菜花欣赏地点 1.从西宁到门源经过的青石嘴观花台,距离门源20公里左右,有个30多米高的小山坡,是观看花海绝佳的观赏地。如果你是坐班车前往,建议在青石嘴下车驻足欣赏后再继续搭班车前往门源 2.门源县水泥厂的南山坡,能够全观门源浩门川的油菜花和常年积雪不化的冷龙岭雪峰。拍出来的照片有黄花雪峰景色,但需要爬山,约40分钟。 3.如果想融入花海之中,就出县城向北山的方向去,沿田间道路走,路的两侧就是无边的油菜花,是一个低视角观赏花海的地方,海中观海,花香袭鼻,远处还有雪山作衬托。花田小憩,是很不错的享受 █ 景点介绍 门源油菜花位于青海省海北藏族自治州的门源县,是青海省及西北地区的主要油料产区,由此,这里的油菜花也成为了一种美丽而蔚为壮观的人造景观。另外,这里油菜花的种植范围是,它西起浩门河畔的青石嘴,东到大通河畔的玉隆滩,北到与甘肃省交界的冷龙岭,南至高峻的大坂山,绵延数十公里。夏日时节,走进青海门源回族自治县,恰如走进一幅浑然天成的油画。 景区地址:青海省海北州门源回族自治县 景区门票:无,观景台门票:30元/人 █ 当地住宿: 门源县住宿资源有限,相对西宁来说住宿条件一般,想留宿门源的话,可以住在浩门宾馆,或是裕华宾馆,都位于门源十字路口拐角处,很容易找到,相对来说,卫生条件还不错,间在100元/天左右。另外车站附近还有一些小旅馆双人间15元/晚。 推荐住宿 浩门宾馆 地址:海北门源县浩门镇东大街12号 电话:0970-8618008 裕华宾馆 地址:青海省海北州门源县西大街104 电话:0970-8610288 因为整个行程可以把西宁作为大本营来安排,而且通常去门源一天来回足够回到西宁,能在西宁住宿还是最好不过的,毕竟城市规模大,设施齐全,各方面都更加方便。西宁大十字附近有很多连锁旅馆,并且当地青旅也很多,较为经济实惠。 推荐住宿 青海西宁赞巴拉国际青年旅舍 地址:青海省西宁市城西区七一西路湟岸巷10号 价格:普通高低床 40元/床 联系:0971-8450801 推荐理由:赞巴拉青年旅舍是一家以摄影为主,热爱摄影、旅行、生活的人士为主要客源的文化交流型旅社。店内更有知名风光摄影师赞巴拉驻守(POCO摄影网总版主),随时可以与其进行摄影交流。 西宁西庭客栈 地址:青海省西宁市城中区建材巷9号 价格:八人间 45元/床 联系:0971-8800915 18673601138 推荐理由:客栈经过我们倾心的打造,呈现的是藏式装修并融入现代彩绘墙的风格。我们客栈是青年驴友沟通与交流的平台;我们提供安全、卫生、经济的住所;我们用心筑造我们的理想,欢迎来自远方的朋友。 西宁青海行青年旅舍 地址:青海省西宁市城中区民主街4、56号(大十字西大街口) 价格:两人间 100元/间 联系:13639751730 / 31 /02 推荐理由:旅舍环境干净整洁,气氛温馨和谐,安全系统规范。出则繁华:中心广场、水井巷、莫家街均半径500m辐射圈内;便捷的公关交通,可快捷的抵达繁华商业中心和市区各景点。 青海恒裕国际青年旅舍 地址:青海省西宁市城东区为民巷13号(马步芳公馆) 价格:淡季 双人间 80元 联系:0971-5223399 推荐理由:客栈座落在国家AAAA级景区马步芳公馆景区中,占地面积近1600平方米,拥有近120张床位,最有特色的就是藏式多人间,藏式风格让您有不一样的体验。当地饮食: 门源餐饮是典型的西北风格,推荐到县城最豪华的浩云饭店,这家清真饭店的菜量很大,菜做得地道,味道好,卫生也不错,是街头小店不能相比的。 推荐餐饮 浩云饭店 地址:门源回族自治县西大街22号 电话:0970-8618008 门源当地特色小吃 到了门源,就一定尝尝要门源的风味小吃。门源的小吃名闻遐迩。凡来门源旅游过的人,无不怀念门源的风味小吃。一道普通的菜,一碗平常的青稞面饭,都会在门源人的手里变得格外生动和有味。 奶皮 奶皮是门源回族的特产,是牛奶制品中最可口的营养食品。它主要用犏牛奶制作。其方法是鲜牛奶入锅煮熟后,控制火候、用秸干草皮微火,烘煮、不搅动,使水分慢慢蒸发,奶汁浓缩在锅底凝结成圆形奶饼,用擀面杖轻轻挑起,折成半圆,放阴凉处阴干既成。奶皮纯黄夹白,油渍点点,蜂窝沙孔满布,切成菱形放入盘内即可食用。色彩清新迷人,入口奶油溢香,酥柔味美,不油不腻,不但可供日常食用,而且还是待客馈赠的上品。目前,麻莲乡奶皮加工坊,对农户制作的奶皮进行了真空防腐包装,便携宜存,是当地知名的品牌。 背口袋 背口袋是土族人民比较讲究的食品之一。每当节日、婚礼或家里来了客人用它来接待。其操作过程是用清油烙煎饼,荨麻叶和面,加上香油、葱花、调料等煮熟成糊状,然后摊在而饼上卷紧,折叠过来,盛在盘中让客人享用。这种哈力海,其味清香独特,当地汉语形象地称其为“背口袋”。 酩流子酒 “八仙的个桌子上哟——哟,我们吃一杯子尕酩流吧哟——哟,怎么样的吃来吧怎么样的喝呀,也不醉来吧呀哟——哟……”这是青海民间小调《尕老汉》中的一段唱词。土族民间有个传说,说很早以前土族的先祖布勒黑汗上天取青稞种子,下海捉水牛。在了阔肥沃的土地上第一次种下了种子。夏秋丰收,打下的青稞放满了板栅,生活是富裕了,但这种日子中又感到缺些什么,人们懒洋洋地躺在山坡上唱歌,总是鼓不起劲,提不起神。于是布勒黑汗便在威远堡打了一口井,将水浇在板栅里,这样过了一个月,板栅里滴下了一滴滴的明亮亮琼浆,香气溢满了千家万户,人们喝一口,嗓门清亮声传十里,喝两口像久旱的青苗逢甘露,热血沸腾,激清荡漾,后来,他们就学会酩流子酒的酿制。 节庆之前,门源地区的土族、汉族、藏族人家都要自酿酩流酒一些来待客。此酒色清而性平,酒度偏低,喝起来软而不烈,稍甜而不辣,主人就用碗倒了敬客,加上桌子上一大盘子的手抓羊肉,真可以体验“大碗喝酒,大块吃肉”的梁山好汉们的豪情。 酿皮 在门源的街道上到处可以看到买酿皮的小摊子,一张桌子几条凳子,小橱框里边的摊主手持菜刀,啪啪几下,将酿皮切成细条、抓到盘内,再抓些面筋,放上盐、醋、味精、芥茉、辣子等,就可以食用。酿皮的制作很费时间,先和好了面,和入蓬灰水(民间用蓬草烧制的弱碱)后揉得筋到,然后将面团放入清水盆中,慢慢捏拿,直至面尽,留下面筋,再将面汁舀入盘中,和面筋一起或蒸或馏,做成酿皮。弱碱量稍大者为褐黄色,不放弱碱或少放弱碱者为嫩黄色,褐色的肥厚,嫩黄的薄柔,各有其味。这种酸辣可口的快餐,尤受女子们的青睐。 酸奶 酸奶是民间非常传统的奶制冷饮,营养丰富,助消化。 在门源,酸奶分农区和牧区两种。牧区的酸奶用牦牛奶制作。这种酸奶表层结为含奶油的黄色硬脂奶皮,扒开奶皮,软嫩粘稠的酸奶象豆腐脑一样洁白如雪,芳香扑鼻,入口,酸甜凉爽宜人,没有人不喜欢这个美味的。农区制作的酸奶主要用犏牛和黄牛奶制作。一般用小碗盛装,并在上面漓几点菜油。这种酸奶表层金黄,鲜嫩洁白,加上一勺白砂糖,味道酸中带甜,五元一碗,价廉质优、食用方便。 █ 行程规划 门源油菜花种植范围广泛,沿着G227国道到青石嘴镇,再到岗青公路沿线往东,一路上随处可见浩瀚壮丽的油菜花田景色。自驾本来就是游览青海风光的最佳方式,去门源看油菜花,自驾或者包车无疑也是最佳的游览观光方式。好处在于能够自由控制行程,在喜欢的景点可以安排合理的拍摄时间来拍摄。早上从西宁市出发,白天沿公路沿线游览油菜花,以门源县中心浩门镇为终点,一天可以走一个来回,傍晚回到西宁市,而且青海8点半左右天才黑,一天的游览时间可以安排的很充裕。 除了门源的油菜花之外,七月的青海仍有太多可以驻足流连欣赏的风光:青海藏传佛教第一大寺的塔尔寺,青海的高原明珠——青海湖,秀丽奇绝的卓尔山,中国的天空之镜——茶卡盐湖等等。七八月是青海旅游的最佳季节,远远的赶来青海,最好能够安排一周以上的时间来计划出行。一般来说,青海湖游览需要二到四天,塔尔寺半天,门源一天,茶卡盐湖半天,一周的行程安排的满满,整个行程将被美丽的青海景色装饰的五彩缤纷。 仙米森林公园是青海省面积最大的林区,公园覆盖门源县东川、仙米、珠固三个镇,南北宽55公里,东西长95公里,土地总面积14.8万公顷,1996年该公园被批准为省级森林公园,2003年升级为国家森林公园。由于受祁连山脉影响,仙米森林公园园区地表水和地下水资源都十分丰富,是南部多条黄河水系和北部多条内陆水系河流的发源地。仙米森林公园内古松苍柏,风光迷人。春夏之际,林木疏扶,繁华似锦;秋季,硕果摇金,层林尽染;及至冬季山头白雪皑皑,山坡松柏苍翠挺拔,堪称一块人间圣地。有雪龙红山、二郎神藏剑洞、三道峡及东海五色神湖等传说和藏族“华热”民俗风情以及仙米、珠固古寺。 景区地址:海北藏族自治州门源县东部,距西宁108公里本文重点照片为门源油菜花。这张只是去年秋天照的,此文是游记攻略。当天我们没有只是一路观景在仙米没有照照片。还请见谅 去门源看油菜花,一般是先乘飞机或火车抵达西宁,再包车、自驾或坐班车前往门源。西宁为青海省省会,青藏高原上最大的都市,交通便捷,拥有飞机、火车、汽车等多种交通方式。 到达西宁 飞机 西宁曹家堡机场位于西宁市中心以东,国内航线中飞往北京、西安的飞机每天都有航班;其余飞往上海、成都、重庆、格尔木、广州、昆明、深圳、乌鲁木齐的航班不是每天都有,出发前需要咨询一下。 民航班车票价21元,终点站是市区的民航售票处,地址:城东八一西路34号。从曹家堡机场到民航售票处车程约30分钟,班次根据到达航班安排。从机场到市区坐出租车的价格在80元左右,所以人多的话不妨考虑出租车。 火车 西宁是兰青、青藏铁路交汇处,铁路交通四通八达,有直达拉萨、格尔木、北京、上海、西安和青岛等地的列车。省内有支线通往大通、柴达木、茶卡等地。西宁火车站位于西宁市的东部的祁连路上,靠近西宁长途汽车站。随着青藏铁路的贯通,西宁成为前往拉萨的一个重要的火车中转站,全国各地前往拉萨的火车大部分经停西宁,西宁至拉萨全程24小时左右,所有班次的发车时间都在下午4点以后发车。 西宁火车站现在一般指的是西宁西站,距离市区有20多公里,但出站后提供很多专线车,往返市内。 客车 有青藏、青新、青川等省内外交通干线,长途汽车通往省内外主要的市、县。西宁共有两个长途汽车站。各车站班次频密,车票并不紧张,只要提前一天购买便可。 西宁长途汽车站 是发往外省、外区最主要的车站。 电话:0971-7112094 地址:位于市区东部的建国路1号,在火车站以南约600米。 西宁新宁路汽车站 主要发往兰州和省内的塔尔寺、共和、乐都、湟源等地。 电话:0971-6155795 地址:位于市区中西部的新宁路和盐湖路交界处。 到达门源 门源距离西宁市100多公里,一般从西宁去往门源可以乘坐班车或者自驾包车前往。 公共交通 从西宁市长途客运站乘汽车到门源县浩门镇约5小时,票价36元,每小时都有班车。本人不推荐此方案:原因是景区地域太大,再加上时间上不方便啊! 自驾最好是私车哦! 如果没有的话也可以考虑下面的方案 从西宁市出发先走宁大高速S1到大通县,下高速进入G227国道,在达坂山收费站,青石嘴镇进入岗青公路一直东走便可以到达门源县中心浩门镇。整个行程约150公里,3个半小时行程。也可以选择找个靠谱师傅包车前往门源,一般一天游玩一个来回足够,整个包车费用在600元左右。 西宁市内租车推荐: 神州租车 地址:西宁市城东区花园北街3号省军区招待所院内北2楼 电话:4006166666 赢时通汽车租赁 地址:西宁市新宁路新宁花苑6号楼1043(新宁客运站旁) 当地风俗禁忌 藏族是全民信仰佛教的民族,入乡随俗,请务必尊重当地习俗。 1、青海湖是藏传佛教信徒心中的圣湖,不可以在圣湖里游泳,也不要触碰当地人祭海的物品。环湖最好按照当地习惯,顺时针环湖。 2、 献哈达是藏族待客规格最高的一种礼仪,表示对客人热烈的欢迎和诚挚的敬意。哈达以白色为主,亦有浅蓝色或淡黄色的,一般长约1.5米至2米。最好的是蓝、黄、白、绿、红五彩哈达,用于最高最隆重的仪式如佛事等; 3、喝酥油茶时,主人倒茶,客人要待主人双手捧到面前时,才能接过来喝;续杯时,客人须用双手把茶碗向前倾出,以表敬意; 4、藏族人一般不吃鱼虾、鸡肉和鸡蛋,不要勉强劝食,不过现在很多藏族人也开始吃了; 5、忌讳别人用手触摸头顶; 6、接待客人时,无论是行走还是言谈,总是让客人或长者为先,并使用敬语,如在名字后面加个:"啦"字,以示尊敬和亲切,忌讳直呼其名。迎送客人,要躬腰曲膝,面带笑容。室内就坐,要盘腿端坐,不能双腿伸直,脚底朝人,不能东张西望。接受礼品,要双手去接。赠送礼品,要躬腰双手高举过头。敬茶,酒,烟时,要双手奉上,手指不能放进碗口。 关于高原反应 门源平均海拔2866米。部分人会在海拔3000米以上的地方产生高原反应症状,例如头晕、头疼、全身无力、失眠等,轻微的高反症状一般会在1-2天内随着身体对海拔的适应而消失。 关于高反的一些建议: 1. 行前禁止烟酒,避免劳累,可适当提前几天服用红景天等预防药品。感冒期间不宜去高原地区,容易引发肺水肿。 2. 无需体能锻炼,多吃蔬菜水果多喝水,保证睡眠,心态放松即可。 3. 轻微的高原反应会随着身体对海拔的适应而逐渐自愈,所以不要轻易吸氧,以免造成对氧气瓶的依赖,可服用高原安或西洋参等药品缓解。 4.经过海拔较高路段时,避免跑步、疾走和蹦跳。 蜜蜂蛰后紧急处理措施 门源油菜花资源太过丰富,无奈蜜蜂众多,穿梭油菜花田中难免会有狭路相逢的时候,结合大家以往的处理经验,给大家提供几个应急的处理措施,所谓有备而无患。 蜂毒主要含有蚁酸,神经毒和组胺。人被蛰伤后,主要是局部剧痛、灼热、红肿或水疱形成。被群蜂或毒力较大的黄蜂蛰伤后,症状较重,可出现头晕、头痛、恶寒、发热、烦躁、痉挛及晕厥等。少数可出现喉头水肿、气喘、呕吐、腹痛、心率增快、血压下降、休克和昏迷。被蜂蛰伤后,可采取以下方法急救: 1.立即在被蛰局部寻找到蜂针并拔除,然后再拔火罐吸出毒汁,减少毒素的吸收。 2.局部用3%氨水、5%碳酸氢钠溶液或肥皂水洗净。对黄蜂蛰伤则不用上药而局部涂涂以醋酸或食醋。 3.可在伤口周围涂南通蛇药或在下列草药中任选一种捣烂外敷,如紫花地丁、半边莲、七叶一枝花、蒲公英等。 有神志障碍、呼吸困难或血尿的重症病人,应尽快送医院治疗。([]
序4天半,360公里骑行,对于一个未满9岁的孩子来说,绝对是一个很有难度的挑战。出发之前,我很是担心,他能不能骑得下来。我都做好了,能骑多远算多远的准备。他自己在出发前,也曾动摇,害怕自己骑不下来。我小看了他,他也小看了自己。人的潜能是无限的,当他把骑行当做快乐,把每一次休息看做愉悦,一切都变得如此的自然。当我们骑行在广袤的高原上,无边的深蓝的青海湖边,骑行在望不到尽头的公路上,如人在画中游,我们忘却了艰难、困苦,舒服的享受大自然给予我们的恩赐予。在路上,小家伙一直在罗列,这次旅行中,他所经历的许多许多的“人生第一次”。在路上的收获,课堂上是永远学不到的。读万卷书行万里路,都是同等的重要。回来后,胡乱整理下我们出行的点点滴滴,留给小家伙做为未来的回忆。 先介绍一下故事的主人公,左起:楼主本人,老杨(楼主的爱人)、豆豆(故事的主角,楼主的儿子)、自留地、龙行 故事就从西宁开始讲起吧!2013年8月20日星期二晴早晨起来,“自留地”大哥就和我商量,咱们今天可不可以改变一下计划,如果到西海镇时间早,租了车,我们就往前骑一段,不用在西海住了,豆豆年纪小,怕跟不上大人的步伐,能往前赶一段是一段,怎么样?我们的原计划是在西海镇租了车,然后去“两弹纪念馆”和“王洛宾音乐艺术馆”看看。老大哥这样的建议也很不错,如此中肯,还考虑了豆豆。既然这样,抓紧时间出发吧!连早饭都没来得及吃,就直接在宾馆的马路对面,坐3路公交赶往长途汽车站(终点站)。当我们排队买票的时候,不断的有人问我们,去塔尔寺吗?去青海湖吗?到西海没车,路不通了,坐我的长安车吧!看着那一张张朴实的紫色的脸膛,似乎真的想相信他们说的每一句话都是真的。请不要相信他们,去西海的车多多,每20分钟一班。买了票,还有20多分钟出发。吃早餐也来不急了,就在车站外面买了点奶和饼干充饥。刚一上车,司机就问我们,是去环青海湖吗?联系好租车的地方没有?对于这种,我一般的方式就是告诉他,我已经联系好了。确实也是提前联系好了的,出行之前,我喜欢把行程安排好,出发前费点心,路上少操心,减少不必要的麻烦。车出西宁城,最先吸引我们眼球的是多巴清真大寺。虽然对它不是很了解,但它那金灿灿的圆顶,直指苍穹的新月,足以说明它在当地的重要性。多巴还有一个让人钦佩的地方——青海多巴国家级高原体育训练基地。当时只是远远的看到山坡上有些房子,并不能看出它的特别来。后来才知道,我国著名的竞走教练王魁、中长跑教练马俊仁先后带领国家竞走队,国家中长跑队来此训练,并从这里把许多人送上了世界冠军的领奖台。不知什么时候,豆豆已经靠在他老妈的怀里睡着了。我也闲上眼睛,随着车儿的节奏慢慢睡着了。“到了,没有租车的,可以在这里下车,可以租自行车。”!司机的喊声,把我从梦中拉了回来。“到了吗?”我问。旁边有人告诉我:“到西海镇了,这是个租车点,还没到车站呢?”“哦”西海镇——青海省海北藏族自治州州府新址,位于湟水源头、海晏盆地的金银滩草原,原系我国第一个核武器研制基地,这块鲜为人知的神秘禁区,孕育了新中国第一颗原子弹、氢弹。1995年,这个核武器研制基地全面退役,移交当地政府安排利用。下车了,马上给自行车骑兵营打电话,早已在网上听各位骑友表扬他们很多次了。(联系人:余西海联系电话:13897109209QQ1435973641)尽管西海镇上还有许多租车的地方,既然大家都选择他们,一定有他的长处。所以我们也顺应潮流,义无反顾的选择了骑兵营。他们接到电话后,让我们在原地等一会儿,他们马上来车接我们。十分钟不到,一辆贴有骑兵营的旅行车停在我们面前。上车,车在“中国原子城”里转了起来。街道干净,布局规整,一点也不像城市,更像解放军的部队大院,这是它留给我的第一影响。这里还保留了一尊毛主席挥手的汉白玉石雕,与成都天府广场的一模一样。这在全国已经不多见了。走进骑兵营的大门,就像是进入了一个自行车的世界,各种各样的自行车有几百辆吧,价格从50-90元/天不等,选择的余地很大。选车的、还车的真不少。店子里的几个年轻小伙子忙得不亦乐乎。老板也不说多雇几个人,呵呵。。。。。。经过小伙子一番介绍,我们决定选择70元/天的车。“龙行”大哥建议,我们统一选择红色的车车,这样,在路上,一眼就能看出我们是一个火红的团队。已经12点过了,抓紧时间吧。看中一辆,把它从车群中提出来,推到院子里,骑上一圈。不行,换一辆再试。选车、选头盔、装驮包、办手续。。。。。。有点手忙脚乱的味道了。豆豆呢,看见大人们在选车,也着急起来。嚷嚷着:“我的车呢?我骑那一辆呢?”来之前,怕骑兵营没有儿童车,还专门问过他们。想着要是没有,还得把小家伙的儿童车抬到西海来呢。结果人家这里什么都有。豆豆一眼就相中了那辆和他自己坐骑一模一样的吉安特,急着让我帮他提出来,推到院子里撒欢去了。他老妈和我觉得,这车对他来讲,有点小了。跟他商量,换一辆大一点的车。小家伙可不高兴了,撅着小嘴,推着他的爱车往里走。当他把那辆大一点的车,推到院子里来,骑上去,在院子里转了两圈后,那可爱的笑容又回到那稚爱的脸上。一下子冲到我们面前,停下来:“就这辆了,比开始那辆骑着舒服!”啰啰嗦嗦的,直到下午2点,一切收拾妥当,问清线路,离开骑兵营。出发!我们的环青海湖就开始了?是不是有点突然或是还有点什么事呢?“咕,咕,咕。。。。。。”肚子提意见了。从早晨到这会儿,就只垫了个底,还没正式吃饭呢。“找地方吃饭,找地方吃饭!”在街上胡乱找个馆子,填饱了肚子。每人买了两瓶水,再买了点水果。15点,这回真的出发了。沿着大道开始了略显仓促的环青海湖骑行。我们已经在路上了。。。。。。环湖东路,今天的目是湖东种羊场,全程43公里。刚一踏上环湖东路,两旁矗立的路灯上的骑行志,就告诉我们初创于2002年7月的环青海湖国际公路自行车赛对此处的影响很大,此处也成为所有户外爱好者骑行的圣地。在环青海湖自行车旅游起点的志前,大伙兴奋得不行,停下来不停的拍照。对骑车经过身边的骑友树起大姆指,大声音的为他们加油。走吧!就着蓝天白云,我们也出发。虽然路面起伏,有些坡度,但这并不是问,刚刚起步,体力好着呢。豆豆穿着他蓝色的冷锋衣,没有扣拉丝,那蓝色的战袍在风中飘逸,追风少年来了,没有一点赶路的疲惫,在他脸上只能读出兴奋与激动。一直骑在他的左侧,对小家伙形成一个保护!上坡的时候,不时的为他加油。其实坡不是很陡,缓坡。但在海拔3000多的地方,对于第一次上高原的豆豆来讲,也算是个小小的挑战吧!“加油,不累吧!”虽然大口大口的喘着气,小家伙仍然不服输:“没事,我能行,上了坡就休息!”也谈不上什么节奏,上坡完了休息,等“自留地”和“龙行”两位大哥慢慢的爬上来。见到风景好的地方,就停下来撒欢,玩够了,又跨上“战马”飞驰。1个多小时过后,我们已经战胜了两个垭口,小家伙上第二个垭口的时候,有些畏难情绪,刚到一半就要求休息。一停下来休息,小家伙就不停的要给我们拍照,也摆出各种POS让我们给他拍照。起风了,虽然是平路和下坡居多,但是顶风骑行,真是增加了不少的难度。路上过往的车辆多了起来,而且车速很快。迎面而来的大货,在身旁呼啸而过,一股强大的气流扑来,人和车都要晃几晃。害怕豆豆顶不这样强大的气流:“豆豆,控制好自己的车,靠边点骑!”一边在他的左侧保护,一边大声的告诉他。远远的,看到公路左侧的远处,有几座连绵起伏的沙丘。“豆豆,快看,沙漠,你看,我们面前的草场,如果不加以保护,也会变成沙漠的!”呵呵。。。。。。给小家伙上一点点环保课。“嗯嗯,我看到了!我第一次看到沙漠呢!”小家伙似漠不关心般的回应着我。18点,当我们到达金沙弯景区的时候,他发现,路边的草场都不见了,无数的沙丘就在公路两边。小家伙主动要求停下车来,走进沙丘,捧起一把沙子,让它多自己的指间滑落。在夕阳,一个蓝衣少年,站在沙漠的边缘,一双小手空隙中的沙子,随风飘落。很有些意境。时光就如同他手中的细沙,悄悄的从我们的手间、指间、身边。。。。。。溜走了。或许等他能再次触摸这黄沙的时候,已是年轻的小伙,或是已过中年。也会如我这般,陪着自己的孩子,看他手中的流沙。我们打听了一下,到湖东种羊场还有多久?路人告诉我们,很快了。小家伙有些累了,一听快到了,立马催我们抓紧时间赶路。又往前赶了一段,小家伙可能是真的很累了,不断的问我们,要到了没有。于是,我们只好停下来,在路边休息。夕阳已经下到山那边去了,天空依然还是那样的湛蓝,如纱般的白云在大幕中尽情的表演。天空下,几个骑不动了少年,推着自行车,排成一排,向天际走去。已经到了19点了,怎么还没到呢?大伙心里都没底。这时,对面过来一辆摩托车,“你好,到湖东种羊场还有多远?”“不远了,5公里就到了!你们要住宿不,就住我们家吧!”原来是拉客的,“我们到了再看吧!”“好!”那人塞给我们一张简易的名片,印着他的电话,“要住宿就打我电话!”然后,骑着车去我们后面拉客了,没多大一会儿,就看他们上来了,后面还拖着一辆拖车,当然是骑不动了的家伙被他们捡了回来。“豆豆,还能坚持不?只有5公里就到了呢!”小家伙很坚决的回答:“我能行!”加油,快到了。才骑上车没走多远,又来了两拔拉客的,一个骑着自行车,陪着我们骑,与我们套近乎。另一个则骑着摩托车,跟着我们。对于他提出的问,我们的答复都是一样,到了,看看再决定住在谁家。20点,刚进入那湖东种羊场的小镇,小家伙就着急的让我去看住宿了,他真的累了。这里的住宿条件真的不是很好,看了几家,终于找了一间有5个铺位的房间安顿下来。那屋里有一股很大的味道,让人不是很舒服。没有洗漱的地方,更上人难过的是,上厕所也非常不方便。来之则安之,将就一夜。累了一天,小家伙对吃晚饭,没有在家那般的挑剔。真的是没饿得好,我看啊,饿了,什么都能吃得下去。一直到深夜22点,大家才拖着一天的疲惫躺下。([]
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Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangMr YANG Liusong, a Chinese who just finished the first solo traverse over Chang Tang by cycling from west to east in recorded human history, shared his stunning Expedition with all of us through the forum 8264 https//bbs.8264.com/thread-512349-1-1.html . In order to share his legendary journey with those who cannot read Chinese, I translate his story to English here, which has been approved by Mr YANG Liusong. Hope you guys enjoy it.为了让杨同学的传奇能让全世界的驴友分享,俺决定把杨同学的帖子翻译成英文。为了避免麻烦,俺先来个免责声明:1。杨同学不认识俺,也没有授权俺,如果他说不要翻译了那俺就随时终止;2。俺没有商业目的,译版版权归杨同学,俺啥也不要,也不承担法律责任;3。没有杨同学授权,不敢擅自发在国外网站,发在原帖处,荣誉归8264;4。俺英语水平有限,欢迎指正,欢迎转贴。 Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangBy Yang LiusongIt has been three months since I traversed the unpopulated region in the Great Chang Tang. There are many like-minded asking me about it. I now present this thread to briefly tell everybody about my journey.The starting point of this traverse was from the highest peak of the western part of the Tibetan plateau, Jieshan Daban, and the day was April 20, 2010.I was heading eastward passing Bungdag Co, Yanghu Co, Rola Co, and Kangzhagri Mountain, which crossed over the desolate region from west to east. The journey continued northward to enter the unpopulated area of Altun Mountains, through Hoh Xil Mountains, Kunlun Mountains, Whale lake, ..., finally met some people by the Aqqikkol Hu and then arrived in Huatugou by vehicle three days later and that day was July 5. It had been 77 days in total. I had been all alone 74 days after leaving Jieshan Daban until arriving inAqqikkol Hu, which was about 1400km and about four months.[The Great Chang Tang] In Tibetan, "Chang Tang" means northern empty wilderness while narrowly, means unpopulated region in northern part of Tibet. However, it actually indiCATes all of the no man's land in northern. The great Chang Tang includes desolate places in Northern Tibet, Hoh Xil, Alun Mountains, and Kunlun Mountains, which are interconnected to form the unique and super empty wilderness in the world. Only because Hoh Xil is the most known name, most people just think this vast land is equivalent to Hoh Xil. In reality, Hoh Xil is only a small piece of the Great Chang Tang both administratively and geologically. The Great Chang Tang, the last land to chase your freedom and dream.The route that I traversed ForeplayI arrived in Tibet in the early March, a couple of troubles bothered me. The brand new plug got its positive and negative wrongly connected; the rivets of my rucksack eASIly got broken from now and again; and a multi-functional charger got damaged and so on. Riding my bike to Ngari for warming up of this journey, lost my rucksack but later got it back; lost my camera bag and got it back later again, and finally lost a big bicycle pannier in the street of Gyangze town under the eyes of police, including clothes, solar panel and so on.Without much choice, I returned to Lhasa to adjust all the stuff I would need in the wilderness. Then I begged some luck by going to Nyingchi to enjoy the blossoms of peach trees and to take a hot spring bath. I even had the privilege to enjoy time with ten girls in the hot spring. I felt my bad luck had all gone and then returned to Lhasa again to prepare going to Ngari. I did not expect that I was cheated on by some hustler and lost some money and delayed my schedule for a week. I had to find a car myself quickly to Nagri. However, I lost the tool for fast-parting my rear wheel on my way to Nagri, where was a remote area in Tibet and nowhere to buy the tool. Even if there was one in Lhasa it would take at least ten days for a special delivery service. I was lucky that my mate Duola asked a driver to bring the tool for me from Lhasa. I thought there should be no more nightmare like this but the nozzle of my brand new multi-fuel stove was broken. The next day I tried everywhere to weld them back together. The first three shops could not do the welding for copper. The fourth one said they could do it but could not guarantee a sUCCess. The engineer said it would be ten Chinese yuans if it was a success. I agreed. Just in seconds, my nozzle became crap in a flash of lightening. I was so upset. Again, Duola helped me by bringing her own MSR oil stove and Dingding's sleeping bag to Nagri. That was already April 16 and I did not have much time to waste. The following day I found a vehicle heading to Jieshan Daban.The sand storm over Yarlung Zangbo RiverA lonely peach tree blossoming in Yarlung Zangbo Grand CanyonNatural hot spring in wild, me singing and drinking (photo by a friend of mine) Day 1(April 20), 16km, Camping 5192mIt was a truck with a full load of iron wastes, arriving in Jieshan Daban at 6'o clock in the morning. It was still night and extremely cold and dark. Driver was not bothered to pop his head out of the driving cab. I climbed up on the top of the iron wastes, taking my bicycle down. In a hurry, I punched my old water bag. Fortunately I had another MSR water bag given by a friend of mine otherwise I would definitely fail without even starting my journey. For the first time for me to set up the brand new tent in strong, cold winds. It would be impossible to do so if the tent was not a whole piece. Extremely cold outside, about -15C, might be lower than that, I put my head into the sleeping bag but was nearly suffocated to death, honestly. The smell of Dingding's sleeping bag was, lol, so extraordinary. I woke up around 11 o'clock. There were still strong winds outside so that I had to use my bodyweight to keep the tent in place. At the time when I just started to cook and eat, four patrolling soldiers approached me. To their surprise someone, in this season, camped in Jieshan Daban. I was so nervous and afraid they were the people to block my journey because I was caught and deported from the desolate land last year. Luckily the four soldiers did not know my destination and were very kind to me. After they left, I immediately packed my stuff and pushed my bike into the depths of the unpopulated area just in case anything unexpected happened.The bike was very heavy due to the provisions and hard to control. There was even a quite small hill that I had to remove my bike panniers to get over it. This really struck me because this happened even the path was still the hardship one at the moment and I could not imagine what I would do once I entered the uncertain, endless wilderness. Until now I had not met anyone, even the nomadic pastoralists. I remembered there were quite a few of them roaming at the edge of the northern Tibetan plateau last year. All of these indicated it was not the good pasture season in such low temperature and strong winds. Around 16km there was a sheep cote, where I passed it last year, east of Lungmu Co. I was exhausted at this point so that I decided to camp in here and to rest my head. After arranging tent everything I went out to look for the wetland discovered by Duola and Liumeng last year. I was determined to find it.There were many hot springs in the wetland which were underground water with a constant temperature. The wetland therefore became an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such harsh weather, which was the very unique land feature of terrain in this over 5200m highland.Perpetual snow in the valley blown to corn shape by strong windsThis wetland was discovered by Duola and Liumeng. The workers at a nearby mine did not know it and I too missed it last yearUnderground water with a constant temperature, an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such icy weather 感谢大伙儿支持和加分,不一一回复了。特别感谢多啦,希望能有机会一起喝酒吃肉。 Day 2 (April 21), 0km, Camping5192mBlustering gale all night, up and down like ocean waves. The next day rather than continuing to travel, I stayed inside the sheep cote, hesitating and pondering over. Indeed, there were so many problems before this journey;I did not have sufficient physical preparation;the load had already reached its limitation; I still coughed a lot;the weather was so extreme and cold. All in all, I did not think this journey was well prepared and I did not have confidence in completing this journey mentally and physically. To do, or not to do, it was the question. Similarly I did not have confidence in my facilities, not knowing whether all of them would work functionally or not. The fact was one of the rivets got broken again and the front rack came loose. In the afternoon, I replaced all the rivets of the panniers with screws I had prepared before. This was an excellent job I had done which gave me no further troubles throughout my whole journey. I also re-adjusted the front rack. However I did not think it would definitely all right because I did not have a tool to do it. When the darkness descended,I made up my mind to continue my journey, which, of course, was not beyond any imagination. Orchid-like weedsSmall springs everywhere, clear and chillyA thin layer of ice covering the fresh spring water The sheep cote, it was the door under the sleeping bag, which was in the same place as last year, everything looked like yesterdayThe wetland at duskLungmu Co at dusk. You could hear the gigantic sound of wind if the picture had a sound Day 3 (April 22), 52.4km, Camping 5145mGot up in the morning, could not put everything into the bags. Without much choice I had to throw away three portions of tsampa, elbow pads, and crampons. Following the road of the lead-zinicmine I found the side path to enter the wilderness, which was on the riverbed and very hard to see. I missed this side path last year so that I had to take a short cut into the wilderness directly then. That was why I had taken extra care to find the side path. The following journey was to get over a big hill, which lay 5275m above sea level and was the highest point of my whole journey. Around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I passed the side path leading to Orba Co and started a journey which was complete strange to me. I ate a piece of pilot breads, which was frozen like rocks so that I had to use my spade to crush it. At 6 o'clock in the evening, I had pushed plus rode my bicycle for about 32 km. I reckoned I should have been able to double this if I did no carry such heavy load. The wind became stronger and stronger. I opened the parasail kits and tested it. The result was far beyond what I expected. With the aid of the strong wind I was just like flying over the wilderness. After 8 o'clock in the evening, I started to observe the water Source and to get ready to camp. Map showed there were successive springs along the path and assembled to puddles. But I had overestimated the water source here in this land and in this season there were endless wilderness inside the valley, where I could not see a single drop of water. As it became darker and darker, I felt a little bit nervous which resulted in three spokes of the parasail broken and became a useless rubbish. Anyway, it helped me to move forward 20km more which benefited me a lot later on. When time approached 9.30 pm, it was almost completely dark. I had to lie my bike on the ground and went on to try to find water on the north side of the valley. This was a wide and flat sandy land, where I could not see any ditches there and further was complete darkness. I returned to get my GPS to look up the contours and found the south part of the valley was closer to a hill so I took the way. Finally I found a piece of ice in a ditch. I smashed about 20litre of ice. The ice was quite shallow scattered with sheep poo. On my way back, my eyes were hurt by strong winds, which got me a couple of days to recover. It was nearly 23 o'clock after I set up the tent. It also took about 40 mins to melt the ice. I was so tired and my appetite was completely spoiled. I then had a little bit of milk. I had never expected thing would go like this, it was so distressing. Streams along the path, ice everywhereThe river flew into Matou Hu, in whose north part there was a satellite lake, a wonderful ice-skating court It took 40mins to melt the ice in midnight Day 4 (April 23), 31km, Camping 5028mA cloudy day with gusts. From now and again, hails chased me from behind. Sunny spell. Heavy sandy land made me have to push my bike. At 3pm, I arrived at Luxing Hu, where there was a house made of clay. This was the last permanent building of my journey. Last year, Duola and Liumeng once lived in this house for three days without meeting anybody. It seemed it was the same but the truck parking in front of the house made me worry about. I went to the sheep cote first to check over, where there were only a few lambs following me everywhere I went later on. This made me feel warm in my heart. I observed farther places using my binoculars but could not see any people or sheeps. After making sure there were no people around I opened the locked door using a screwdriver. The living room was very clean. There were two boxes of beverages on the ground and a string of cured lamb legs hanging over in the interior room. A pot of water was on the top of the stove, lukewarm, which indicated the host must be not far away from his home. I filled up my water bag and left the house. I also put the screws back to the door in order not to leave any trace of my visiting. I then took a spanner from the toolbox of the truck, which gave me great help for the rest of the journey.I left the house as quickly as possible. After last year's experience, the nomadic pastoralists were the last people I wanted to meet. A few hundred meters away from the house, the vehicle traces were fading fast. Even downhill, I had to push rather than to ride because of the heavy loose sand. From the route point of view, only after Luxing Hu it was the real unpopulated land. After many days, I thought of the lamb legs from time to time. It was pity that I then had plenty of provisions and the bike was too heavy to carry anything more. Continue to melt the ice under the morning sunshine, all of the sheep poo had been removed carefullyCamping site, the little hill over there was the place where I got the ice last nightThe house by the Luxing Hu, empty, the last permanent building I saw throughout my journeyDay 5 (April 24), 19.8km, Camping 4951mSet off at 10.30 in the morning, the weather was similar to yesterday. Probably this road was the high plain or somewhere the wind passed so that it was so windy. The average wind speed was degree 6 but could reach degree 9 in the blick of an eye. The road was still full of sand and very heavy to walk on it. My eyes became worse under such harsh weather. About three o'clock in the afternoon, I saw something in my right, looked like antenna. I went closer to see what it was and found out it was an iron tower (the triangulation station). In 1970s, a joint team from Chinese three military regiments entered this area doing research. They have left a lot of triangulation stations and benchmarks, which I had the priviledge to see them today.At dusk, I approached to a spring by the Bungdag Co, which flew into the frozon lake. The sand and soil, brought by the strong wind, scattered on the surface of the ice all over the lake. There were so many cracks around the icey surface of the lake. I geussed it must be caused by the springs under the water rather than by melted ice. In the west of the Bungdag Co was the side path leading to Keriya Pass, where a SUV could reach directly. I had looked out any vehicle Tracks but failed. The cloudy sky started to snow. I set up the tent comfortably because I knew that I was safe having such a sweet spring beside me.Triangulation station erected by scientists from the joint research team on Chang Tang of three military regiments in 1971[size=+0]The gap between water and ice in Bungdag Co, I guessed there must be some springs under the lakeThe storm just above the ground, a chaotic darkness[size=+0]Icy Bungdag Co,one of the four biggest lakes in Northern Tibet, wild ducks flying over this vastness and lonenessSnowing at any time, should not happen so frequently like this in this seasonDay 6 (April 25), 4.3km, Camping 5002mWeathering landforms everywhere around this area. Spongy volcanic rocks could be found easily. I pushed my bike turning around a small hill, seeing a big river, the Yinshui He, flowing from Orba Co into Bungdag Co, which I had been to its upstream last year. It was also a passage for animal migration. The downstream of the river was extremely wide and broad. The thickess of the ice layer could reach one meter with the main stem in the middle course of the river, very deep. There were a few springs along the river, sweet and clear.I only went forward a little bit more than 4km but I had walked more than 20km for finding my way. It was not possible to cross the main stem, let alone the north bank of Bungdad Co. What I could only do was to try to find a shallow place to cross. But the southern area was a even larger piece of wetland and forced the road turn towards west. I spent a couple of hours but failed to find a good point to cross the river. In the afternoon, I decided to follow the edge of the wetland. When I reached the hill foot, the wetland finally disappeared. Around this area, there were clearly volcanic feature of terrain and I even found traces of pasturing and cairns made from volcanic rock.Here was the last pasturing trace I found throughout my journey, I guessed it was a summer pasture area. After this, there was no clear sign of human activities in this vast wilderness. I had been looking for my ways until it was dark. I made up my mind where to go TOMOrrow. The terrain here looked like Yardang landforms, as well as volcanic landforms The Yinshui He river from Orba CoSprings scattered all over the river bank, painted green by lovely algaeThe river was very deep. The mixture of green and amber colour showed the sand and mud carried by the melted iceThick layer of ice, sunken surface caused by strong gustsThe south course of the Yinshui He, countless small streams. To the right was the wetlandLooking for ways in the east, a trace of pasturing and the cairn made from spongy volcanic rocksMy camp, opposite to the hillDay 7 (April 26), 11km, Camping 5009mI moved forward to the direction I found yesterday, turning around the wetland and walking toward east. At 2pm, I was blocked by the zigzag Yinshui He again and I had no choice but to cross it. The river was about 700m wide, covered by ice which appeared very different. The hanging ice, the folding ice, the piling-up ice, the icy puddle, and the sleet were everywhere along the river bank. Having noticed all of these, I reckoned the river would be receding at dusk, which was why there were so many different shapes and forms of ice. I put my slipper on, going into the main stream of the river. I found there were at least three different courses of the river, the thickness of the surface ice varied and the river water reached above my knees. I sighed there would be no way back once I crossed this river. There are many ways in one's life too, you can only take it once and you will no long have the courage to repeat it.I pushed the bike crossing the river. Some of the ice was a bit soft, jamming the tyres so that I had to use my feet to break them first. Some of the ice was a bit thick but with half-melted underneath, sticking the the bike completely, some of the ice was half-water half-ice with a sandy riverbed, which was really hard to pass. I had to remove all of the panniers at the last stage of the crossing. I spent the whole four hours to cross the river, my legs got many bloody cuts. At 6pm, the surface ice was almost disappeared completely, the river level rapidly rising to a chaotic status. I thought if I hesitated a little bit at that time, I could not have the courage to cross this river under such circumstances. The river bank was unimaginably sandy and was quite steep. I had to unloaded the panniers again to reach the top of the bank. By the time of sunset, the weather became exceptionally good. The sunlight from the descending sun, the blue sky, the faint moon, .... I liked such a colorful and peaceful Chang Tang and very much enjoyed my camp and myself bathed in such beautiful colour.The ice like this was very thin and suspended, far away from the main stemHard surface with half-melted underneath, the soft sand at the botton was most scaryThe ice like this could easily jam the wheels, hard to get it outI had to unload the panniersChaotic water and terrible hails turned up in no timeThe Chang Tang at the moment liked it used to be,a mixture of cold and warm tones under the golden setting sun Day 8 (April 27), 14.6km, Camping 5112mLast night, I forgot to bring in the odometer, which was out of order due to the coldness in midnight. Since then I used GPS to check the mileage. The digital thermometer was no longer working. I had to use mercury thermometer to collect data. Night temperatures were basically between –15℃—–20℃ while the temperature inside my tent was about –10℃. The advantage of the integrated tent was that it limited the ventilation so to keep warm inside. However, it got clearly disadvantage of heavy condensation and dew. Every morning, there was plenty of frost inside the tent so that I had to put my hood on First Before fully getting dressed. The winds in Chang Tang finally became consistent with the pattern I had researched the other day no or very tiny wind in the morning, strong wind started after 2pm, and then at around 8pm its strength was reduced again. The accuracy of this prediction was about 80%.The road was very bad today. I walked whole afternoon in an ancient riverbed and it was so difficult that I had to use all of my strengths to move a small step forward and then to stop to breath, slower than a snail. After five hours' struggling, my eyes got wet when I saw the grassy river bank. Finally! The nightmare was over.Cold and clear morningHeavy morning condensation in the interior, a lot of frost to clearSuch dawning sunlight indicated a cloudy day ahead Day 9 (April 28), 18km, 5072mIn the morning I entered a range of sandy roads which were so terrible. The solar panel specially designed for GPS got short circuited. After checking it was found to be the diode got damaged. Luckily I got a replacement. Because the GPS was exclusively supplied by a solar panel so that it was no longer a problem for the power supplement of GPS. In a period of 70 days, I did replace the battery once, which saved me a lot of alkaline batteries. I did have another solar panel of 5.4 W which was used specifically for 7.5V Camera, DV and other digital facilities. Unlike water, I had never been short of power.At 7pm in the evening, I arrived at Pur Co. The surface of this lake was very odd the ice by the river bank rose and the river bank was broken, I reckoned that was due to the strong winds. The ice there was mingled with something yellow, could be the stain of alkali. There were many wild yaks on the other side of the lake. There could be two brown bears but I could not be for certain. On the east side of the lake, there was a peninsula leading to the centre of the lake. I camped just opposite to the peninsula. At night , I smashed the ice to get drinking water, which tasted alkali. For the first time I cooked the cereals, which was brought completely by accident. This was just because I found there was a little bit of extra space when I was in Nagri packing the stuff for this journey so that I bought two packs of cereals. It tasted disgusting, probably there was too much alkali in the water. I threw away half of it. Later I realised that probably I subconsciously felt that the provisions was so heavy. I would rather make it lighter at any cost.Dry all my stuff in the morning sun, a routine matterA faint dusk in Pur CoThe river bank pushed up by ice and opened like zipper by gustsThe pushed up surface of the iceThe place where I got my drinking water, a thin layer of ice behind the ablation corns The moment just before sun set, glittering Pur Co, nothing was the same差点儿没找到俺自己的帖子,原来变色了。多谢各位鼓励。 Day 10 (April 29), 16km, Camping 5141mIn the morning, I walked around the north bank of the Pur Co, where it were continuous ups and downs sprinkled with light yellow sprouts across the sparse grassland. The wild yaks clustered into small groups. All of a sudden, there was a group of five of them running towards me, blowing a huge cloud of dust with the power of thunderbolts,I believed that anyone who did not know the characters of the wild yaks must be frightened to death under such circumstances. The fact was the wild yaks in groups never injured people. Rushing to you just to show you its territory. When they approached people at certain distance, they would turn sharply and run away, and then stopped somewhere high to stare at you. You can not imagine that the wild yaks were very cautious animals compared with its almost one ton of weight. Their first reaction, when meeting people, was to raise their tails, the front hooves rubbing against the ground, the horns pointing forward, the eyes redden, and the long body hair shaking, all of which showed their determination to fight.This was the warning sign that you should retreat. However, you should realise that this was only a gesture that they were afraid of you and wanted to scare you away. The thing was that if you were not afraid of them and moved forward, they would run away in no time. There were only some mad yaks attacking people, which was really rare to happen. In Chang Tang, an experienced driver know that it is very dangerous to pass directly from two or three lonely wild yaks. They always tried to avoid confronting them directly. If this was not possible, they would lit a cigarette, smoking, to wait until the yaks walked away themselves. This was because the wild yaks really could attack vehicles, which was not completely rumors. I once asked them why I had not been attacked. They told me that because my bike was so small they would not be bothered to attack it. My own experience was that approaching a wild yak very slowly, do not look into its eyes, and ignored what it was doing. As long as it moved forward a little bit, just stop and give the yaks a little bit of time to think. Because if you forced the yak, it could be themost dangerous animal in the world and nothing could stop them killing. Even a gunshot could not kill it but only left a small hole in its skin. In the past, the nomads living near this land would use yaks' skin as chopping board which was very much endurable. At noon, I lost my balacLAVA, which was brand new and I had never used it once. I could not be bothered to go back tofind it. This resulted in that I had to have my fleece hat day and night in the rest of my journey, which did not provide fully protection from the sun in the plateau. But somehow I was all right, perhaps because my skin is similar to those of yaks, lol. At around half past one, I found a deserted Jeep, upside down. I felt it could be there for years and it could be the vehicle of someillegal HUNTERs. Nowadays, we have wildlife conservation reserves in Chang Tang and the animals here are well protected. However, some people kills the wild yaks to sell them as the domestic yak's meat. In general, it is worth 10,000 Chinese yuans for a single wild yak. Therefore many people take the risk to make money. They often enter the unpopulated areas to hunt and their activities can reach 200 km in diameter. This is why the wild yaks in the deep wilderness are less afraid of people than thoseat the boundaries of the Chang Tang region.There once happened that a wild yak mother revenged its baby's murder in the Altun mountains. Its horns pierced the killer's chest and held his body over its head for more than ten days, which was very touching.Around 3pm, I walked out of the Pur basin. The next point was Hong Shan Daban and then it was the Yueya Hu by the Toze Gangri. At this time I found a vehicle track from south to north. I checked over but could not find the way where they had gone. I took my map, GPS, and compass, climbing up a small hill to estimate the location of Hong Shan Daban. The mountain was very round and it was hard to find the mountain pass. After determining the location of the Daban, I moved straightforward. When I passed a messy grassland, I saw something that I was reluctant to see more than hundreds of wild yaks' head scattered all over, which was definitely the scene of the illegal hunting. After that it was a very long ancient river bed with soft sand slowly rising until the foot of the mountain.There are some spines on the surface of the tongues of wild yaks, which are used by nomads in this area as combs. They use them from their teens to the time when their hair becomes silver.The deserted Jeep, could be left by illegal hunters years agoThe slaughtered wild yaks with the wheel size heads. Some of the skulls were chopped into half. Why was that? Could be taken away for making combs?My camp at the foot of the Daban underthe lingering golden rays of the setting sun. Tomorrow's weather must be wonderful, I reckoned Day 11(April 30), 20.4km, Camping 5120mThe surface of the road leading to Hong Shan Daban was very hard, most of them were small rocks, sort of gravels, plus a quite long downhill slope, I pushed my bike more than 20km for the first time after Luxing Hu. The mountain pass was quite flat, just like a broad ridge, it was 5256m above the sea level. Upon arriving at the pass, Toze Gangri of 6356m was in my sight clearly, very much round and there was no back bone like normal snow covered mountains. Most of the snow mountains in Chang Tang looked like this probably it was due to the geological movements. There were quite a few chirus or Tibetan antelopes in the valley but I was not interested in this kind of animals anymore after I witnessed a large scale of migration of such animals last year elsewhere.The herbivorous animals here are very quick to reach its original size of the population, such as wild yaks, chirus, Tibetan gazelle, pika, and marmot. When you go into the depths of the Chang Tang, you could hardly be surpised by the sudden appearance of the chirus because they are so common in here. At this time of year, the chirus have already male-female parted. You could see many pregnant female chirus but hardly see any males. According to recent research, Zonag Co is not the only lake for breeding. There are at least four of them in the whole Chang Tang. Zonag Co, Tuzi Hu, Heishi Beihu, and another lake I can not remember. I think there must be more than four of them and most of the populations do not migrant long way like most people used to think. They generally migrant from south to north between Central Mountains and Kunlun Mountains.The chirus looks very timid but are very curious about outside world. They are not really afraid of people, particularly in the depth of the Chang Tang. The nearest distance we can approach is about 30m. They just stare at you calmly and think who you are and why you move so slow. They would run in front of you. Look like they are afraid of you but the fact is they are playing with you. A man's own character shapes his fortune. This is of course suit for animals too. The chirus are the typical one. They have a super speed and a pair of sharp antlers. If they are crazy, three of them work together could easily kill a wolf. But as you might have known, their antlers are just for fighting to mate with females.Down the Daban there was a very steep and straight road, I tried to ride the bicycle but ended up with falling over. The front rack came loose and one of the pannier flew into valley. The foot of the mountain was the Yueya Hu covered by ice, which was alake full of heavy metal elements. Along the lake bank there were many stark rocks very much weathered, lining up just like castles or houses. This made me stop to investigate what they were from time to time, I did understand they were just rocks though but they were so real like the figures of real people. On of them even made me hide in a ditch, observing them again and again using my binoculars. There were also many black volcanic rocks. All in all, the features of this area were really unusual.Passed over the Yueya Hu, it was an endless ancient lake bed. What my GPS showed was this area was a big lake like tentacles. I looked around, it was endless wilderness without a piece of ice and a drop of water. Roughly, I estimated this lake bed was about 1200 square meters. I had to tell you that Chang Tang was a place where there was no high-resolution map. The marks in the map often were some kind of memory. Just like this ancient lake bed under my feet, may be it was full of water a few years ago. Who knows. Pushing the bike in such an endless lake bed was very easy to get lost. My mind was in a chaotic status too.The migration of the animals, photo taken last year The road rising up to the Daban, full of gravels, very hard, ideal for pushing your bikeThe Yueya Hu gazed at by the round and smooth Toze Gangri. At a glimpse, could you tell which was mountain, which was cloud?Ancient lake bed. The white stains were the alkali, look like ice. About wildlife (part 1)Declaration Personal experience for reference onlyDangerous wild animals and their threats to human beings are a ever-LASTING subject for those backpackers travelling in the wild.In Chang Tang, for example, there are two kinds of deadly animals, one is wolves and the other is brawn bears. As substitutes, wild yaks and crows might be dangerous to you in some circumstances that I will come back to this a little bit later on. As for how to protect yourself against these dangerous animals, I think the primary point is you do not try to hurt them because the emotions of human and animals are same instinctively. [Wolves]Throughout my journey, I met wolves a total of seven times, in which I confronted them five times. As you might have known that wolves have become more and more solitary animals, it is very rare they live in a large group nowadays. Please allow me off the point a little bit and talk about the ecological problems in Chang Tang. The problem is now not the decrease of the number of the chirus but the imbalance of the whole food chain, more specifically, the number of the animals on the higher trophic levels of the food chain has not yet reached its ideal level which results in this kind of imbalance. Particularly, the pikas and the marmots who have lost their predators rapidly expanse which results in the desertification of Chang Tang. As early as the middle of last century, wolves were the dominant predators in the vast wilderness. They became a threat not only to other preys but also nomads pasturing in this land. Therefore, the then government called on people to cull back the population of the wolves in Chang Tang, which resulted in the current situation directly. The last official record about wolves attacking humans was around 1970s, which happened in Bamaoqiongzong. A team of secientists was surrounded by a group of wolves and they had to shoot them using guns. Of course, at present in Chang Tang, wolves are absolutely lonely.In this traverse, the first time I encountered a pair of wolves, one of them staying in front of me pretending to attack me while the other staying behind me. This is the standard attacking strategy of wolves. First, you should not be nervous which can be easily detected by the predators. Second, you should not retreat even an inch because this means you are the prey rather than the predator. Do not make any large movement, of course you could take a picture if you feel safe to do so. You must look into its eyes for a few minutes or even half an hour. When the wolves can not work out who you are and consider you are not posing any danger to them, then they will leave. You should remember that wolves in this land do not lack of food and it is much easy for them to catch a pika than a human. Even if being hungry, they would evaluate how easy to get you done, What you need to do is to show them that you are not interested in them and you are not afraid of them at all, let alone to show your ID card to them. As for the wolves family, really, I have not heard for ages. If you really have an encounter with them and they have no other choice, then it definitely depends on your forture. In fact, for so many year, it has been very rare to happen that wolves kill human. But the rumours are still there, in particular, the road connecting Xinjiang and Tibet.The nearest encounter with a wolf throughout my journey, no conflict at all[Brown Bears]Brown bears are real dangerous animals to human. Every year there are some accidents happened in some regions of Xinjiang on the north side of Kunkun Mountains and steppes in Northern Tibet. More than that the bears could attack your house, smash your windows, and eat your sheep. Therefore, in Northern Tibet some local councils give subsidies to the pastorarists for compensating the losses due to the bears because they are not allow to fight back and kill the bears except their lives are in great danger. Once there was a nomad taught me a method to protect yourself from bears. He told me to pick up a stick to feed the bear and the bear thinks the stick is your hand which tastes disgusting. So the bear would leave. It was so funny but the reality is to find a stick in this vast wilderness is just like you win the lottery.Bears are omonivorous animal who are generally not interested in human flesh. You can find that in most of accidents, the bears did not eat any of the human flesh rather they just smashed them for kind of fun that we could not understand. For the reason why bears kill human, one explanation is the conflict between human and wildlife in this extreme ecological environment. The nomads invade the habitats of the bears, which results in these conflicts. On the other hand, it might be because bears have quite high IQ so that they think it is much easy to kill a sheep in the cote rather than to kill a pika in the wild.I have met bears five times in my traverse, in two cases we were very close to each other. I had even walked with one of them for quite a while, just like we had a date for a walk. The fact is it is not that terrible like you might imagine. The same rules for dealing with wolves apply to bears. Never provoke dangerous animals. A bear can run at a speed of 40km/h, do you think you can compete this in a highland 5,000m above sea level?However, there is a situation where it is really dangerous, that is the encounter. It is not easy to control your instinctive reaction to the external dangers. Last year once I turned around a hill, there was a bear just in front of me. The bear of course was frightened by me with its front legs holding up, waving in the air and roaring. At that time I sat on the ground, ignoring it. The bear then left in a few minutes. Chang Tang is a vast land so that this is not that easy to happen. But if it does happen, really only God can bless you.The nearest encounter with a bear throughout my journey. This bear disappeared in a herd of wild yaks, which I had tried hard to spot, really weird About wildlife (part 2)Declaration personal experience for reference only.[Wild Yaks]I have talked about quite a few, like in the post of Day10. I will no longer talk about it.This was the funniest encounter with a solitary wild yak, who did not warn me. If I sat down, it sat down too. If I moved forward, it stopped. Could not imagine what it was thinking about.[Crows]Crows are dangerous only when you fall unconscious in the wilderness. Of course they will be the first to taste your flesh in that case. Unlike their cousinsliving in urban areas, the crows in Chang Tang have a larger body like eagles. When they fly over your head, you could feel like it is a piece of cloud. They are scavengers but like fresh meat too. It once happened that a baby was killed by crows relentlessly, let alone the lambs got killed by them. Once a nomad asked me for fireworks to scare the crows away. (They are sacred birds not to be killed by human)It is easy to defend yourself against crows, that is to keep fighting, never fall in the wilderness.A short break attracted the crows. Of course, they were miscalculating this time, photo taken last year[Strategies Adopted]At the time when I met the four soldiers in Jieshan Daban, they said there were many dangerous animals in the Northern Tibet and asked me if I had brought a shotgun. I think if they knew that I would enter Chang Tang they would definitely check if I really have a shotgun. The so-called defence facilities I brought with me were the fireworks and pepper spray. I had never used them. The fireworks were ruined and thrown away when I crossed a river and I had never opened the pepper spray. I even had never thought about this when camping in the night. The reason was I did not feel the needs. During the day time whenever I met any animals I had never touched the knife I had brought. I did not have anything to defend myself when I walked out to investigate the route. The Chang Tang is really a vast area so as to be very easy to detect anything strange.By the way, you'd better to avoid mating season's animals because even tamed rabbits could be aggressive in mating season.The thing is even if you have a gun, it is not very much helpful when bears attack you. Therefore, your attitude is most important.I can tell you something. Dogs are more dangerous than these wild animals. I had been chased by Tibetan dogs, pounced on by dogs in mating season, also besieged by a group of dogs. I really feel it is more useful to know how to defend a dog.Declaration again The above experience is from Chang Tang only. Of course, the more you prepared, the better. Day 12 (May 1), 23.8km, Camping 5117mToday was May 1 -- the Labour Day, I had been walking in some lake area marked in the map but clearly dried up. The lake basin was flat and hard so that I even pushed my bike more than 20km. Let it be the special treat for my May Day. After midday it became cloudy with growing winds. Since the Yueya Hu that I passed yesterday, there were no big lakes until Yanghu Co (My route would be between Jianshui Hu and Bairab Co), there was even no light alkaline water to drink so I had to pay extra attention not to miss any possible drinking water supply to fill up my water bag. There were a few very small lakes but all were alkaline puddles which was very shallow, whose depth was no more than the length of a half-finger. These puddles were covered with a hard shell of the mixture of salt and ice which smelled stinking and decaying when getting closer, must be toxic water I supposed. On the shore of this type of small lakes it was muddy soil and very hard to get closer.There was no sign of tundra at all.It was almost half past six when I found some snow corns in a ditch, which was the only drinking water supply of the day. There was a thin layer of melted ice on the surface of the ground near the snow corn, which was very hard to collect and was contaminated by the alkali. The snow corn was the yet melted thick snow, which was shaped like a corn by wind. The snow was quite hard and dry,porous like ice. I crushed a few snow corns, putting them into the water bag.They would be my drinking water tonight. These snow corns were the only one in today's wilderness, I reckoned the reason why they were not melted like others was the soil underneath contained large amount of ice blocks which acted as a freezer.Very strong gale in the night, it was hard to bear the sound of the vibration of the tent. Small single tent was good in the sense that it would not be blown away as long as you stayed inside. But you had to be very careful to set up the tent. I once did not pay much attention when doing so, the tent was blown away by winds, and rolling over like a Giant lantern ... I ran after it, got it back, and was exhausted. In general, it is not possible to fix the tent completely using tent pegs because they were not very much effective like large tents. It was snowing around 23 o'clock, the winds were howling from north,then the falling snow flakes landed on my tent quietly, I finally felt at peace and fell asleep. The flat ancient lake basin, assisting me walking more than 20kmSmall lake en route, toxic waterSnow corns, the only drinking water supply today Day 13 (May 2), 0km, Camping 5117mWaking up in the morning and opening the tent, the heavy snow outside must be sent by the God to force me have a break for the May Day. After lying in for a while, getting up and walking on the snowy ground out I went to have a look around. As first sight there were a herd of chirus. They were plainly to be spotted because they looked like a clear black straight line in the while snow. I returned to get my camera and then followed them to take some pictures. But they were very much alert and kept a quite long distance from me. I felt they were a group of pregnant females, instinctively protecting themselves from any potential harm. I was no longer short of water, the snow gave me a precious supply of drinking water. The problem was that they were very petrol consuming. I tool 8.6 litre of petrol and the oil stove was Duola's MSR. The pot was of 1.5 litre, mainly for boiling water. After several days' experiments, I found that the liquid water needed 16mins and 14-15mins to boil in the morning and evening, respectively. For ice, it would take 35-40mins while for snow it took 45-50mins. Melting snow was a very time and petrol consuming process so if I had a choice between snow and light alkaline water, most of time I would go with the latter. Lying inside the tent, listening to musics,I smoked a cigarette while gazing at the more and more chirus around me. Because it was very cold I had been wearing my shoes all the time. Now I just put my bare feet under the warm sun for some fresh air. I found three cuts in my hands and one in my sole. The cuts were about 4cm in length, looked terrible but it was actually all right really. Half of my toes were injured by to much walking, quite painful. I fetched my medicine bag and found I only got four patches of plasters, a serious mistake. One of the cuts in my hand had never been cured until I was out of this desolate land so as to feel like this finger would drop from my hand at any time. The others quickly recovered in a few days then new cuts appeared elsewhere. This process occurred periodically. I felt that it was somewhat related to the cold, dry weather and the lack of vitamins. The snow rapidly disappeared, which is unique phenomenon in Chang Tang. Because of the low air humidity and the high radiation from the sun, the snow was evaporating very fast, much quicker than the melting speed. Owing to this, the ground was generally still dry after the snow disappeared. In most cases, it would be only 2/5 left in the afternoon around 2 to 3 o'clock and small patches of ground could be seen. It would be completely all right for walking the next day. On the third day there could be some snow left in somewhere the sunlight hard to reach. So generally it could give you three days of water supply after a heavy snow like this. One of the pannier was broken, the most expensive one from deuter series, supposed to be waterproof. I will come back to it at some point later. Everything was covered by snow, no way out Lying in the middle of Chang Tang, listening to Tian Zhen's songs, and smoking Baisha cigarettes, what else can you ask for? The pregnant female chirus in migration, probably heading to Heishi Beihu to give birth([]
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。 (
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