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“百感交集!”这是出发前,大家做出发感言时我说的话,没想到,五天的穿越,我才真正体会她的含意! 我来过,我走过,我体会过;我爱过,我恨过,可是我知道,在这条路上已经无法回头了。 雪山沟位于天山西部伊连哈比尔尕峰南麓,东距独库公路乔尔玛120公里,西距尼勒克80公里,北与乌苏古尔图镇接壤。两者之间有一条神秘的马道鲜为人知,在过去的岁月里它是南北双方马贼经常出没的地方,随着马贼被不断的打击,这条马道渐渐被人们忘记....... 这条线路是伊犁行者户外于2012年7月探明走穿,因其穿越难度仅次于狼塔C线,故而命名为:小狼C。 从知道这条活动的路线到我参加中间差不多有两个月的时间,其实我不曾犹豫,我只是没有准备好。从五月份第一次知道户外,到走这样的长线我只有三个月的时间,没有走过一条一天或是两天的短线,我为自己的这个决定一直不安。不是不相信自己,是我不知道出去后到底会有多少的不可预知。感谢五味瓶,是他一直鼓励我,耐心,细致的解答我的各种问。 活动是8月9号——13号,这个日子对我来说,真的不是好事。一直在咨询有经验的驴,我要不要采取措施让我的经期推后,各种说法的结果是对身体不好,我做着顺其自然的准备。7号,我出发去伊宁市,一路的不顺,眼镜丢了,早餐没了,车在半路抛锚了。。。我告诉自己:好事多磨。8号凌晨5点,我到达伊宁市,安顿好住宿地天已经麻亮了。这几天一直感觉经期要来,这个让我纠结,一早出门去了药店,毫不犹豫的买了短期避孕药,在药店就吃下了,希望可以将经期推后。这一天,热情的米菲一直陪着我,准备着临行前的小东西。去拿了给每个人分配的食物,5公斤。 其实我一直很混乱,已经有两天的时间了,我不知道如何写下这五天的经历,不知道如何下手。就是连最简单的记录,我都做不到。。。活动领队:孤魂 雪杉 五味瓶参加队员:尘烟(父子) 塞外の西风 黑骏马 米菲 七彩 过客(母女) 张单 谢 星星 咖啡不加糖(夫妻) 柠檬树孤魂。被伊犁的驴友们亲切的称为:驴爹。伊犁户外的领队之王,非他莫属。55岁的他,全队负重最重。遇有险境总是一“驴”当先雪杉。一直走在最前面探路,大家的方向。本人一直觉得他很文艺,戏喊他文艺青年。歌唱得很好。伊犁当之无愧的领队之首。摄影大师。五味瓶。大众情人。耐心,细致,周到,伊犁户外的后起之秀。 尘烟父子。尘烟是我们这次的摄影,我的图片很多来自于他的作品。儿子苏涛,90后小伙子,很坚强。父子俩曾骑行独山子--库车217线。塞外の西风。话不多,但很细心。与我一起在队前走了三天。强驴一个,头一天晚上精疲力竭,第二天早晨依然可以走在队前。黑骏马。强驴一个,话也不多,但会为大家默默做事。他、我和塞外の西风,相互鼓励在队前一同走过三天。米菲。很有女人味,性格很开朗。过河时总是会喊:“唉哟!妈呀!”七彩。很细心,很会照顾人。每天晚上扎营后,总是默默的协助驴爹为大家准备晚餐。过客母女。队中年纪最小的女孩子静静,只有十四岁。可谓小强驴。张单。很帅气的小伙子。咖啡不加糖夫妇。一对在路上结下的姻缘夫妻。相互的爱好,相互扶持,一起走过。柠檬树。只为曾经走过,路过,经历过,我独自一人与伊犁的驴友们一起感悟了五天。一生都不会忘记的五天。 谢。不知道应该算是新疆人还是湖南人。19岁前在伊犁,19岁后去了湖南,现在又回来。她自己说,在湖南她不是湖南人,在新疆她也不是新疆人。强驴一个,穿着一双不是走长线重装的鞋,走了五天长线重装。星星。真正的强驴娃子一个。看着探路的雪杉的脚后跟走了两天,跟着翻达坂的驴爹第一个翻过最后一个达坂的女孩子,在读高中生。大家都建议孤魂和雪杉收她做关门弟子。 第一天(8月9号) 早晨六点半,米菲打电话叫我起床。七点多一点,我们已经来到了集合地点。大家整装准备出发了。孤魂果断的让我卸下了帐篷,说女人坚决不背帐篷,我很感动,这是为了给女人减负。我们一行十七人坐着大巴车先是来到尼勒克,然后转乘一辆50年代生产的六驱嘎斯车朝山里进发了。在这里不得不特别交待一下这辆六驱嘎斯车,我们进山的头天晚上下雨,路上满是泥泞,这车牛X到遇沟过沟,遇坎过坎,遇泥泞深陷地过泥泞深陷地,遇坡爬坡,由于它的给力,我们少走了四公里的路。集合。整装待发。。。到达尼勒克转乘的牛X六驱嘎斯车装车,装人,装驴瞧这范。。。大哥大呀这路对这辆牛X的六驱嘎斯车来说如履平地骑马的牧民、跟随的牧狗,眼望着一车兴奋的驴,不明就里到达二牧场目的地,全体合影,我们的五天将从这里真正开始简单的午餐居然有卤鸡吃,那是相当的给力呀大家收拾装备,上包,出发。。。行走的第一站,过河,还好有横木,走过这段独木桥就回不了头了。在这里,我要特别感谢孤魂大哥,因为我有恐高症,假装很镇静的我,无比惶恐,是驴爹牵着我的手,走过了这第一站,让后面的我坚定无比的战胜着自己。沿着这样的马道,我们走向大山深处渐入密林稍作休息。后面的人马还未到,开路的雪杉又上路了第一天,这样的上坡大家走得还算轻松第一次过河失败,水大,水急,孤魂怕女人过不去,放弃了这个过河点,继续寻找过河点上天庇佑。在第一次放弃的过河点上游不远处居然有一横在河面上的松木,孤魂和雪杉选择在这里过河,免去了大家的冰冻之苦。孤魂依然一“驴”当先。过河后大家稍作休整沿着河道大家穿行在密林中山中的野果山花烂漫,无人欣赏她也开得如是娇艳野果扎营。准备晚餐。驴爹是大厨,五天里都是他为我们准备丰富的晚餐。户外的男人们都很细心、周详,一扎好营,男人们就会先烧上开水,让我们这些女人们喝上暖暖身子,也会在瓶子里灌上热水让我们放在睡袋里暖脚驱寒。在这样无人的松林深处,我们这些女人们体会着、享受着男人们的百般呵护。驴爹出发前给大家炒了一大锅的肉哨子。我们五天的营养美味。瞧!咱的作料还全活着呢吧茄子炒肉专为素食者炒的葫芦 在路上采的蘑菇,直接蘑菇炒肉了各种吃,那是相当的香呀餐后小酌两杯,既驱寒又暖身。在这里五味瓶深情一唱,歌声在这寂静的山林里份外的悠扬 第一天路程不是很远,孤魂和雪杉说第一天让大家热热身,不能走太多的路,不能让大家拉伤。很细心的领队。驴爹给每个帐篷发了一瓶红花油,睡前再三交待我们把关节各处都擦擦,搓搓,既可解乏,又可驱寒,说这山里湿气重。说实话,第一天,我的两个肩膀和两边的胯就隐隐地疼,按照驴爹的说法擦了红花油。钻进帐篷,寂静的山林里不远处河水冲撞岩石的声音一直在耳畔,一直的失眠依然困扰着我,一夜无眠。。。(待续) 第一天,行程八公里,海拔上升336米。我们五天重装徒步的起始点塞口阔拉沟口海拔1980米,晚上8点扎营点海拔2316米。第一天的行程写完,我就写不下去了,因为不是自己想要的,不满意。语言不满意,图片也不满意,相机在我包里几乎背了五天没有拿出来过,原因只有自己知道。。。每天都真的好累,根本没有一点点想要照相的冲动,笨重的相机挂在脖子上实在是个累赘。。。唉! 第二天(8月10号) 几乎是苦等到天明,七点半,驴爹的一嗓子:起床了!拉开了这一天的一幕。钻出帐篷,外面很冷,天已大亮,高大的松林中,点缀着我们那几顶绚烂的帐篷,氤氲的空气和天光。潮湿的空气吸入肺中,冰冷、畅快。山花仍旧烂漫,今天是一个好天气,上天垂爱着我们这一群痴狂的驴。这个早晨我还能做到洗个脸,刷个牙,还细心的梳了一下我的小辫,在以后的几天里,这一切都免了,离冰川越来越近,河水越来越刺骨,我连碰一下的勇气都没有。 早餐既简单又丰盛。奶茶、豆浆、馕、肉。由于没有睡好,我毫无胃口,塞一嘴巴的食物,就是咽不下去,米菲、五味瓶一直在劝我多吃点,不然没有体力。真心谢谢他们。八点半拔营出发。这一天,我们又过了一次独木桥,过了三道河。而我,很幸运的过了两道河,还都是五味瓶把我背过去的,这两道河是我们过的水流最急、最深的河,每每想到此,心中的感激之情真的不能言表,没有经历过的人真的体会不了,在河水中多走一趟是多么的痛苦,对自身的伤害又是多么的大,站在刺骨的河水中,感觉到的是钻心的刺痛。而这些男人们要来回走好几趟,背人,背包。 而我之所以能少过一趟河,那是我第一次体会到,人原来可以离死亡那么近,那么近,只需要脚下一滑。。。当大部人还没过完河时,我和黑马跟着雪杉已经又上路了,沿着河道继续走,雪杉一直想给我们再找一处地方,试图不下水就可以到河的对岸。我没有想到就是这样的一跟,让我第一次知道“户外有风险”这句话的真正意义。当我们沿着河道走时,一直没有找到合适的过河点,而前面又无路可走了,唯一可以做的就是爬上左侧很陡的山坡,浅露的草皮,打滑的沙砾,感觉垂直八十度的坡度,我几乎是全身趴在山坡上爬行,就这样,身后很重的包依然有随时都会把我拉下山坡的感觉,手没有可以扶,可以抓的地方,脚没有可以踩,可以扒牢的地方,看着雪杉和黑马过去的地方,我却没有可以下脚的去处,在那一刻,惶恐油然而生,一身的冷汗,看着向山下滚落的小石块,我感觉那就是我自己,只要一个不小心,只要脚下一滑,可能连一声惊叫都来不及发出。。。当我终于爬上山坡,对着黑马说的第一句话就是:我***要是再爬一次这样的山,我就不是人。黑马无语的笑我,看得出来,他也爬得很惊心。而这句话,在第三天里,得到了很好的验证:我只是一头驴,一头强悍、倔强的驴。。。 所幸的是孤魂领着剩下的大部人马,没有跟着我们爬那个山坡,他们选择了在山坡下过河,这是英明的孤魂做的最英明的决定。第二天过独木桥,大家已经没有惊心动魄了,都过得很从容。孤魂给每个过桥的驴们交待着要领。男驴们都拿着两个包过桥,女人大多都是不负重过去的。我也已经可以过得很从容了,过之前孤魂跟我说,手千万不要放开绳子,不论遇到什么情况都不要松开抓着绳子的手。那一刻,我知道,原来大家挑战的都是自己,自己才是自己的敌人。而我跟自己过招,胜了一个回合。五味瓶最后把我的包背过了河。感谢伊犁的男人们。继续上路,松林渐远了终于有了稍微平坦点的路,开始有了裸露的岩石,说明我们的海拔在一步步升高护山金牛?看谁敢从此过。。。走这段的时候,一直有一头牛跟着我走了很长一段路,吓得我要命,一直怀疑是不是我穿的衣服的原故,所以这段路,我脚下可是生风一般呀,感谢牛大哥了这马。。。这牛。。。绝了过河。这是过的第一道河,河宽,水流急,河水深。难度高。感谢五味瓶,将我背过了河。趴在他背上我都可以感觉到水流得很急,他脚下走不稳。咖啡背着两个包过河,河水太急,他脚下站不稳,在这里摔到了河里,还好人没事,只是冲走了他的一双鞋。可见这看似平缓的河面,其实水流很急的过完河,休息,简单的午餐。继续上路,今天的任务还没有完成。一步步朝冰达坂进发裸露的岩石更多了在这样的巨石间,我们走了很长时间。会当凌绝顶沼泽里湿湿苔藓上开的小花。生命有时真的很惊人,你看开的多惊艳不知名的花开在这湿漉漉的湿地里,也不忘展现自己的美草地大片退却,空气中的冷气提醒着我们,离冰川越来越近了这泉水,入口甘甜我无语了。。。小花踩上去软软的,下面都是水这红配绿咋就这么美呢顽强的生命在哪里都能开出醉人花来,顽强的生命在哪里都可以展示自己的美丽。在我爬坡的时候,大队人马正在过的第三道河看来河水依然很急,大队人马过河时,我们已经在另外一个山头了。胆战心惊后,小憩一会,给自己压压惊。 过河扎营。 第二天的晚餐是面条、三菜。五味瓶知道我不太吃肉,专门炒了素莲花白早早给我盛了出来。当我把黑马下的挂面拌在碗里,我依然毫无味口,一碗饭从头吃到尾。说实话,由于海拔太高,面根本就煮不熟,然然的,黑马看出了我吃不下去,一个劲的跟我说,必须吃完,必须吃完,不许剩饭。驴爹也看出我吃不下去,叫我过去把蒜苔炒肉的热汤给我盛了些,米菲、五味瓶都在劝我多吃些。现在想起,我依然满含感激的泪水。大家如亲人般的关心,呵护着我。在这里我真心谢谢一起走过的伊犁的驴友们,是你们让我体会到户外真的亲如一家。谢谢你们!!白天跟五味瓶说起我睡不着,让他晚上把手表给我,我只想知道夜的时间走的有多慢,睡前五味瓶专门把他的表给我,虽然由于没电,那表我啥时候看都是一点半,但这一点也不影响我对伊犁驴友的感激。(待续) 第二天:行程14公里,海拔上升930米。(扎营地海拔3048米) 第三天(8月11号) 第三天,依然是七点半,驴爹的一嗓子:起床了!拉开了这一天的序幕。早晨的山中,依然是个好天气。没有城市的喧嚣,没有城市的狼烟。吸入肺中的是大自然再清新不过的氧气了。简单的早餐后,大家整装出发。对于这一天,我的思绪、我的记忆一直很混乱,记得最清晰的就是翻冰达坂(3670米),在我感觉中是又一次体验了生与死的距离。这一天过了四趟河,冰川下的河水,依然钻心刺骨的疼。这一天我冻得几乎失温,夜晚睡在四周都是水的河床上,一晚上都是冰冷,感觉身子底下都是水,一晚上我都将手垫在腰下。漫山遍野的小花生命在这里释诠真正的高山雪菊 天地的尤物漫山遍野的雪菊高山野罂粟点点滴滴的小花点缀着这高山之巅冰川就在眼前了绿草、岩石、碎石破、千年的冰川娇艳向冰川一步步靠近跨过这冰川河流、走过这草地([]
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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([]
本贴图文,均属原创。谢绝所有形式的转载。如有需要,请留言或站短。这是2009年7月的行程了。从自然风景来说,317不如318,地貌比较单一,大部分地段是在高山草甸上行走,不象318,峡谷,高山,草原,湖泊应有尽有,尤其在通过横断山脉那一段时,雄浑的群山看得人心旌摇曳,目瞪口呆。但是,就人文和风情来说,317却远胜318,这条国道,基本都是在藏区穿行,并且,是很深入很原生态的藏区,而不是被汉族同化了的风景区。这里甚至有很多人,都听不懂普通话,从交流上来讲,是种缺憾,但是,从风情上来讲,却是很多驴子求之不得的。这条线游客稀少,甚至可以说没有。玉树-昌都-德格-甘孜-马尔康这一段,我只碰到两个和我们一样的背包客。要去的驴子,可以赶紧筹划了,不要等到游客蜂拥而来时,再去凑热闹。本次出行线路:上海-成都-康定-甘孜-石渠-玉树-昌都-江达-德格-甘孜-色达-马尔康-若尔盖-郎木寺-夏河-兰州-上海。基本都沿着317国道在走。说起来好笑,这次出行,在没有到达火车站之前,我居然不知道是否能走得成。之前一天,破树幸灾乐祸(他自己去新疆的时候遇上75,担惊受怕地逃回来,困在家里出不去,就巴不得所有的人都不能成行)地告诉我,宝成铁路江油段因为连日暴雨,河水超过警戒水位,列车停止运行。而我坐的那趟车,正好要经过江油。这真是出师未捷,心已经死了好几回了。先是新疆75事件,闹得人心惶惶,家人担心藏区也跟着闹,不许我去。于是把眼光瞄准东北。可是筹划了几天,还是兴致索然。虽然东北我早晚要去一趟,但在最近的三年里,它不在我的计划之中。几经周折,终于还是买了车票。准备出发。进了车站,一看,电子显示屏上,我坐的那趟火车正在检票。看来没停运,赶紧进站台,一问,可能要绕道。不管怎么说,能照常发车就好,还是很高兴地上了车。我摸着脖子上挂着的小弥勒。那是大爷去九华山的时候,一位高僧送给他的,我每次出行,都戴着它,每次都能平安回来。我是个有一点轻微迷信的人,所以,宁愿把出发前这一切不顺,当成“好事多磨”。列车在苏南平原上奔驰着,窗外是大片碧绿的稻田。即使隔着窗,也能想象出烈日下蒸腾的水汽。这是我所熟悉的故乡原风景,我在这里出生,长大,变老。可是尚且年轻的心,总是不安分的,渴望去到更远更陌生的地方。所以,一次次离家,行走。到了西安,火车广播通知,改道走安康达州南充到成都。这一改道,原定35个小时能道成都的火车,就足足走了48小时。从西安到安康不到200公里,居然走了大半天,直坐到人崩溃。我从17号早上8点,一直坐到19号凌晨4点半,才算到成都。西部的天亮得晚,只好在广场上等肯德基开门,挨到6点半,天终于亮了,搭公交去武侯祠。在梦之旅青年旅馆开好房,一边先洗头洗澡,一边等船过来。她的火车比我晚几个小时。会合以后,逛锦里,睡午觉,去新南门车站买明天去康定的票,继续闲逛。色达。若尔盖花湖。玉树街头的康巴妇女。路过达州,穷极无聊,拍下窗外的山。成都,火车站肯德基。在这么热闹的地段,它居然不是24小时营业的。为了等开门,我蹲在外面的台阶上,等了一个多小时。坐公交到武侯祠的时候,大约是清晨7点半。锦里空无一人,非常清净。20号,成都-康定一早起床,坐公交去车站。还忙里偷闲吃了早饭,买了水果。上车昏睡。说飞仙关那里修路,实行交通管制,但是我们的车居然没停,一直就开过去。司机小气得紧,不舍得开空调,车里一直很闷热。 到二郎山,跳下车,才发现车里车外是两个世界。成都带来的燠热已经烟消云散,取而代之的是无比的凉爽。二郎山是四川盆地和川西高原的分界点,一翻过山,温度就骤然下降好几度,跟成都的湿热比起来,俨然两重天。 越往康定开,太阳越是照得人睁不开眼,我把魔术围巾拉到鼻子上扮蒙面鬼。车停下来加水,我问洗车的妇女,康定还有多远?她愣愣地看着怪异的我,半天才说:前面就是了,还有18公里。去年其实走过一次康定,但没有停留很久,只是匆匆而过。记得它有狭长的街道,奔腾的折多河,和依山而建的民居。刚出车站,就被一群小面包司机包围了,七嘴八舌地问我们,去不去塔公、丹巴、八美……等地方。船同志想去塔公,她不知道从哪听说塔公很美,中了邪一样非要去。于是打听了下,乖乖,两个人包车得450元,拼车也得80一个人。而且路上得花4个多小时,现在已经是下午4点,等到那里,天也快黑了。而且考虑到川北的班车,都是大清早就发车的,即使是明天早上,还是没时间玩。并且塔公只是个小镇,有没有班车往甘孜,还很难说。加上车站的工作人员对说,我们两个女的,没事最好不要坐藏民的车……前前后后一耽误,时间也晚了,于是买了明天直接到甘孜的车票,在车站附近找个小店住下,20/人,公用洗澡间,还凑合。之后的一路,住的大都是这样的旅店。至于玩,康定无非有个跑马山,被圈了地,门票60。附近还有个木格措,门票160……我一听就连忙摇手:不去不去。安顿好住宿,我先洗了一个澡,然后出去逛街找食,顺便把湿的头发晾干。 远处的跑马山。没上去。门票太贵了。折多河。和绝大部分西北的县城一样,康定也坐落在一个河谷中,湍急的折多河把城市一分为二,奔涌而过。街上行人稀少,藏汉相杂。有人沿河摆了小摊,卖各种菌子,大的小的花的,还有松茸。也有水果,桃子一元,苹果两元,比起上海来,便宜得让人觉得惊喜。便拎了一袋在手里。 仔细看折多河,水是浑黄的,可是在靠边的地方,又似乎是绿的,不由得奇怪起来。继续往上走,果然发现那是两条河汇合而成的,其中有一条,是清澈碧绿的水。问了路边溜狗的大爷,说,那条清的河,叫雅拉河。我连忙问:再往上走,是不是有一座雅拉神山?大爷说:对对,河水就是从山里淌下来的。 找了半天,找到一家小馆子,菜居然出乎意料的便宜,回锅肉12元,素菜6元,两人花20元解决了晚饭,拎着明天在路上吃的水果糕点,幸福地摸着肚子往回踱。路边卖菌子的山民。一条河的两种颜色。21号,康定-甘孜一早被闹钟叫醒,船去洗澡。等了半天,她气急败坏地推门进来,告诉我,浴室有扇窗子对着住客的房间,而锁和窗帘,居然是装在房间里面的!她洗着洗着,看到个影子拉开窗帘,站在后面偷看!我顿时昏倒。我昨天洗的时候,压根没发现这一茬,还笃悠悠地又哼又唱,在浴室消磨了不少时光。我只好祈祷老天,我洗澡的时候,那个房间,还没住人。船又说:他不会带着相机吧?我¥%·#……满天金星。这家的老板,真他妈是头猪。 背着东西下楼去车站,狭小的候车室已经人声鼎沸。一看,康定每天有四班车同时发往甘孜,三辆小巴,一辆大巴。我们不幸坐的,正是其中一辆小巴,并且,是在最后一排,并且,行李仓已经占满了,我们的包得放在过道上。并且,从康定到甘孜,我们一坐,就坐了十四个小时。这哪行啊。我抽身就出去了,东转西转半天,想找张报纸什么的垫在包下面,好歹干净些,但是找了半天,这里的人敢情都不看报的,连个纸屑也没见着,只好在站外的杂货店里,花8元钱买了个编织的蛇皮袋,拿到车上一抖开,正好放下两只包。后来我还很佩服自己的先见之明。要是没有这个蛇皮袋,我们那两只背囊,不知道要脏成什么样了,出出进进的别人的脚,不停地蹭在袋子上,还有坐我们前排的一个中年大爷,以每隔三分钟的频率吐一次痰,我怀疑他吐出的口水,都可以装满一痰盂罐了,保不定也粘点在我们袋子上……额,写到这里,有点恶心。可惜后来,这个袋子让船拉在了车上。这个败家娘们啊。 车到新都桥。窗外金绿色的草原。 最后一排共坐四个人。我好不容易挤进去,靠窗坐下来。小巴的最后一排都比前面的椅子要高,而窗的高度却是一样的,这就注定了坐在最后一排的人,视野有限。座位高了,我的脚就够不到地,只能悬在半空里。最后一排有多颠,坐过的人都知道,而且,这条路,是横贯在川西高原上的,除了不超过五十公里的油路外,几乎全是碎石路和土路……出了城就是折多山。去年经过的时候,从新都桥到折多山一段在修路,整个路面就是一个大酱缸,人车经过,无不被染成灰黄色。今年,据说新都桥那一段已经修好了,换成折多山的那段路被扒了,因为康定在造机场,要把路都换成高等级的。于是去年好好的油路不见了,被挖得东一个坑西一个坑,一路颠上山去。好容易到新都桥,路面终于平坦。车子离开318国道,向塔公方向拐过去。两旁是高大苍翠的林荫道,树木闪过车窗的间歇里,能看到远处的河流、青稞田和一幢幢灰白色的藏民居。这里的房子大都是石头建的,颜色和式样都很朴素,只在窗子周围,饰有红白的镶边。正开着,车子停下来,一问,单边放行。正好松泛一下坐木了的腿脚。路边有草地,权当是郊游吧。停车休息。一个晒太阳的小和尚。等上了车再开,路就变了,尤其是从塔公到八美的那一段,一点都不美,灰大得简直铺天盖地,车窗全部关上了,车里还飞舞着密密的细小的灰,无处不在,一会的工夫,深色的包和裤子上,就落下厚厚一层灰土。而外面的太阳正大,车厢里闷热不堪,简直难以忍受。我全副武装,帽子,魔术围巾齐上阵,把自己包得严严实实,只露出两只眼睛。船没带魔术围巾,而我发神经带了三条,于是分给她一条,同样裹严实。但是晚上到了甘孜,拿纸巾一擦鼻孔,还是漆黑一团。其他乘客就惨了,只能拿手捂着,或者拿衣袖挡着,没多久,就头发眉毛胡子全变成灰色的了。下车吃午饭的时候,车里的藏民全被我们的怪样逗笑了。我伸头问一个男孩:我象不象鬼?他摇头,用生硬的普通话回答我:不象,哪有这么美的鬼。哈哈。过了八美,路终于又好了一点,虽然还是颠,但是灰没那么大了,窗子也可以偶尔开一点透透气了。 我们的车。 接近道孚的时候,两边的民居变得异常美丽起来。这里的房子,都用黄和白色做主体,饰以朱红,明黄,橙红,天蓝等颜色,十分的明丽鲜艳。虽然道孚并没有什么出名的景点,但是我记得中国国家地理杂志上好象提过,这里的民居本身,就非常值得一看。后来我们不止一次地后悔,应该在道孚住一个晚上的。康定到道孚大约开八个小时,下午两点多就能到,正好四处逛逛,拍拍建筑,没准还能找个藏胞家访一下。这样的话,能在车上少颠六个多小时,人就不至于过度疲倦,那么第二天,我也许就不会因为高反跌破了下巴。 道孚一带的山比较平缓,山和山之间的平地也多,适合农作物生长,因此这里的经济也相对富裕,所以,房子修得特别讲究漂亮。一栋栋明媚艳丽的房子,夹杂在绿树青山间,显得格外悦目,是安详的高原田园风光。 从道孚到炉霍这一带,景色都很优美,靠近炉霍,民居的颜色又变了,和道孚民居的轻盈明丽不一样,这里的房子以朱红色为主体,饰以红黄绿白等其他颜色,整体看上去,显得华美庄重。 六点多的光线已经开始柔和,投射在路边的林子里,是各种深浅不一的美妙的绿色。我甚至看到一只小猴子轻捷地漫步在草地上,阳光在它身上清晰地折射出毛茸茸的金黄的剪影。 道孚民居……真正的房子,比我拍下的要美上十倍。可惜那段路,我不停地在打瞌睡,眼睛怎么都睁不开,白白错过了很多拍摄的机会~~炉霍汽车站。上下客,休息十分钟。炉霍街头。车上抓拍,歪歪倒倒,请忽视楼猪三脚猫的技术~~炉霍民居的颜色,和道孚又不一样了,以深红色为主,庄重华美。接近甘孜的时候,司机大约也心急了,车子开得飞快,本来路况尚好,但因为速度一快,后排就越发地颠起来,经常能把人从座位上抛起老高,再硬生生地砸下来,颠得屁股、大腿、甚至是浑身的骨头都痛。为了防止这打夯一样的硬砸,我不得不一手抓住前面的椅背,一手抓住座椅面;一只脚插在前面座位和车壁的空隙里,一只脚紧紧抵住前排座位,浑身每一个细胞都提高了警惕,一有被抛起的迹象,立刻放松身体,跟着车子的起伏跳起,再控制着尽量轻一点落到座位上,减少震动。下车后我回想了一下自己当时采取的举动,分明就是武术的基本功,“马步蹲档”嘛。下车后,我的整个背部剧痛,整整痛了两天才好。问一下船,她也同样痛。 翻越罗锅梁子时,山中的卡萨湖。 山脚的小镇。刚到甘孜,老天就给了我们一个下马威。太阳的余光还在山顶上挂着,豆大的雨点就毫不留情地砸下来,生冷的风直往衣领里灌,气温在不到五分钟的时间里,下降了好几度。好在我们决定明天在甘孜休整一天,不用急着赶路,于是就近,在亚青旅馆住下来,三人间,10元/人,不能洗澡,但是胜在便宜,离车站又近,何况斜对面就有澡堂,走过去也不过五分钟而已。简陋的旅馆里居然住满了人,大部分是喇嘛和觉母,也有汉族的和尚尼姑,还有很多的信徒。我们同房间的一个女人,也是从石家庄特地过来朝佛的,据她说,附近的亚青寺和色达,最近几天都有大法会,难怪有这么多的人了。 同屋大姐推荐我们到楼下的小饭店吃饭,说他们那里便宜,味道也不错。于是去了。一看,只有一间屋的门面,摆着三张油腻腻的桌子,电灯的瓦数明显不够,看上去黑咕隆咚的,生意倒不错,坐满了人。 点了两个菜,等了半天。味道差强人意。第二天换了一家店堂看上去干净些的,结果吃下来,比在他家贵起50%。后来就不挑剔了,还是老老实实回到他家吃。一边吃饭,一边不停地有人进来乞讨。手里捏着把一元的零钱。给了一个,跟着又来下一个。打发了几个,我们也学聪明了,照这样给下去,还不破产啊?于是再来讨,一概摇头:没有。他们倒也不强求,你说没有,就走人。 夕阳西下……22号,甘孜早上睡到自然醒,爬起来,但觉得象被人毒打过一顿般,动一动就混身痛。看来昨天那十四个小时的颠簸煎熬,确实伤了老本了。 出去找吃的,然后去澡堂洗澡。5元/人,船嫌太贵,一定要洗够本才行。于是把换下的脏衣服,也就着热水洗干净了。施施然回旅馆,晾衣服,吃午饭,买明天到石渠的车票,睡午觉,直到下午三点,才出门去甘孜寺。 功略上说,甘孜寺是不用门票的,但的士把我们送到大门口以后,却有一个喇嘛背着布包走过来,要我们买票,一看,票价10元,上面也没有核价的章。好在不贵,就掏了。甘孜寺是整个县城的制高点,站在寺门口的平台上,能鸟瞰整个城区。远处层层叠叠的山峦,青翠的青稞田,土黄色的民居,军营,和军营里停放整齐的军车,把长焦拉近,还能看到他们在打球。 甘孜街头。那一天,好象正是日全食,大雨滂沱,街上漆黑一片,路灯都亮了。不过到了中午,就云开日出,阳光灿烂了。吃过午饭,打了一辆的,去甘孜寺。([]
“当你决定要出发的时候,就已经解决最困难的问了。”—— Lonely Planet 创始人—— 是的,有什么比决定出发更困难呢?—— 看帖小提示:此帖长达将近两年直播,如想跟帖请先收藏此网页。—— 看帖小提示:如果不想看评论,可左边点击:只看此作者。—— 看帖小提示:如果喜欢此帖想加分,可以点击下面“评分”。—— 关于环华骑行,我的路线图已出,走中国边境海岸线,五万公里骑行,将近两年。尽量帐篷住宿,节约银子。—— 我画了一个晚上的路线图。—— 家乡盐洲岛在于:中国广东省惠州市惠东县盐洲镇。是一个偏僻的小海岛。—— 盐洲岛--香港--澳门--广东--广西--海南--云南--西藏--珠峰--新疆--甘肃--青海--宁夏--内蒙--黑龙江--吉林--辽宁--北京--河北--山东--江苏--上海--浙江--福建--台湾--盐洲岛。 —— 梦开始的地方,不叫远方。 —— 最近有这么一段话流传着:不旅行的借口可以找一百个,比如护照不好用啊、证太难啊、英语不好啊、语言不通啊、学业为重啊、水土不服啊、没有旅伴啊、工作太忙啊、家人不放心啊、恋人反对啊、安全没保障啊、最近手紧啊、体力不支啊……但是旅行的借口只有一个:走! —— 任何的限制,都是从自己的内心开始的。 当你有各种借口的时候那是因为你还不足够想,当你已经足够想的时候,你就只有一个字走! —— 勇敢的尝试是成功的一半,行动比一切更来得直接。 人之所以能,是相信能。 不管多高的山,只要爬上去就比山高, 人只在站在山峰上的时候,才能看到远处那众多的高峰。 山登绝顶我为峰。 —— 人们都在未来寻找幸福, 却往往在过去找到幸福。 人们似乎每天在接受命运的安排, 实际上人们每天在安排着自己的命运。 —— 但愿每次回忆,对生活都不感到负疚—— 郭小川 —— 如果你对人生感到迷惘, 如果你对生活感到厌倦, 如果你对一切感到烦躁, 那么, 走吧,对自己狠一点,收拾背囊,上路。 去你梦想去的地方,没有什么是放不下的, 只在于我们想不想放下。 —— 有些事情, 现在不做, 或许, 一辈子都不会做了。 —— 我期待与你在路上,相遇。 —— 90、骑行侠。 . . —— 老规矩,先上图……—— 妩媚的红颜,海南西线,九所段,海上日落。—— 迷人的海岸边境线……—— 绚丽的晨曦。. —— 喜欢在单车上迎着风,自由自在的感觉。—— 有时候,烂路也是一道风景。—— 早晨拉开帐篷,就是这般景色。. —— 这副行头如同捡破烂般,骑行流浪的人伤不起啊。骑进香港。—— 骑进澳门特别行政区。—— 在黄昏落幕的时分,黑暗开始弥漫。我坐在不算很高的窗旁,远眺这新兴的化州城,这条不知名的江流,被阑珊的灯光渲染之下变得异常迷人。 一个来自远方的人,一个陌生的地方,真是应了那句,心灵没有栖息的地方,到哪里都是流浪 .... —— 广西壮族自治区与贵州省交界大桥。—— 贵州省与云南省交界碑。每次跨过一个省份的交界时都会激动许久。—— 中国与越南交界处,当初不小心游泳过了越南……. —— 迎着微风,乘着蓝天,踏着白云,饱览各地美景。—— 在旅途上想要玩得开,前提是,放下你所谓的架子。—— 补胎大师,都是从菜鸟过来的。. —— 长途骑行,能自己煮饭是最节约银子的。—— 在路上带了许多食粮,大米、榨菜、火腿肠、老干妈、脱水素菜、速煮汤等,还有应急用的压缩饼干。(穿越无人区时底气很足,至少半个月内都饿不死,除非没有水源。)、—— 生火煮饭时,还可以篝火取暖。. —— 生火煮饭是项技术活,一般在高原更是难以生火,建议买到加油站一升柴油7元,那会方便很多。条件好些可以买油炉,气炉比较好用,但气罐不是每个城市都能买到,在野外更是难以补充,所以,还是花点时间捡干柴煮饭。—— 路途中洗澡问?凡是有建筑工地,或者修路的地方就会有水源,只要有一个水龙头,就能解决:洗澡、煮饭、洗衣服等问。如果能找到河流那是最好不过的。—— 带了气罐和气炉应急,毕竟不是每个地方都能生火,尤其是遇到雨天……. —— 扎过的地方太多了,图海南岛,高隆湾。 扎营安全也应该提一下,最好选择背风处,不能在山崖旁或下,以防落石头、泥石流。 将单车锁在帐篷旁,记得要与支杆锁紧,头睡向单车那头,如果有人碰车,那么头旁的帐篷也跟着动,人自然就醒了。 帐篷里面放一把dao,突发情况马上刮开帐篷而出,必要时牺牲帐篷,毕竟命子比帐篷重要。—— 征求村民同意后,扎在宅院里。—— 睡过山区、睡过海边、睡过街头、睡过体育馆门口、睡过湖边、睡过大学操场、睡过田边…… 图为:扎营在火车铁轨下。 —— 不要被美图所迷惑,骑行有时候很容易让你崩溃,仿佛无尽般是上坡路……—— 雨中的烂山路,注意看图上的前后刹车处,这个情况别说骑,连推也推不动,卡死了。唯有扛车,在这种路,在雨中扛十几个小时的车,你自己看着办吧……—— 有时候夜骑行也是经常的时,建议除非必要,否则最好别夜骑。. —— 在路上,上帝不会有丝毫的吝啬,让你饱览……—— 世界就像一本书,不旅行的人,只能看到其中的一页。 海上高挂的那一条绚丽的彩虹,似乎是上帝馈赠于旅行者的一份礼物。—— 黄昏夕阳总是让人不仅陶醉其中,在路上没有最美的风景,只有更美。. —— 并不是只有野外才有美景,在城市里一样也有……—— 在于个人的心态,有些人喜欢繁华的城市,有些人喜欢野外的自然。我属于后者。—— 有时候,并不是单反才能拍出美景,对于我来说:摄影是艺术,不是技术。 解释一下,以上的图片,包括以下两年的照片全部为佳能的卡片机拍摄,型号:300 HS 价格是1500元人民币。. —— 踏遍江山大地,经历悠久的骑楼群老街。—— 贵州的群山,秋田。—— 偶尔自拍耍下酷是应该的……. —— 在路上遇见的人,都是一道难忘的风景。第二次环游世界的Alain,63岁,无妻,无子女。钱花光了就教书,目前在海南大学教人类学,六个月后将离开,继续行程往印度。有一种感觉,叫触动。—— 玩得很疯狂的芬兰一对夫妻。—— 如果我不说,你一定猜不到这爱尔兰的哥们才23岁。. —— 做了许多疯狂的事儿,比如说与两个法国男孩在南宁最繁华的街头卖唱……—— 大爱广西的漓泉啤酒、云南的大理啤酒、西藏的拉萨啤酒…… 后面或许会有更多的,暂时还没尝到……—— 让人无法想象的举动,十块钱买来的斗笠,十块钱买来的泳裤,十块钱买来的泳圈,随便捡起竹竿,开始了阳朔漓江漂流……. —— 踏入云南省第一天,借宿民居,这小女孩特可爱……—— 广西百色市的解放路,雨水让路面的灯光更加绵长……—— 云南的石林群。. —— 我期待与你在路上,相遇。 —— 90、骑行侠。 . —— 关于相机,受了上次帖子的教训,现在提醒一下,骑行西藏的相机是佳能的卡片相机:870 IS。环华骑行相机只有一部:佳能的卡片相机 300 HS。以上以下图片全为300 HS卡片机拍摄。有兴趣的大伙可以去网上搜一搜研究研究。 西藏骑行的帖子:https//bbs.8264.com/thread-669338-1-1.html 环华骑行相机只有一部:佳能的卡片相机 300 HS。以上以下图片全为300 HS卡片机拍摄。有兴趣的大伙可以去研究研究。 我的单车,2010款,美利达公爵500,购买时价格是1798元。. ——这一楼是最重要的。所以烦请大伙耐心看完,谢谢。 —— 每次看到类似这一种帖子,都会遭受许多争议,许多人都是第一时间想到楼主的发帖目的,是不是商业活动,人数资金多少,后援车装备方面如何解决,将会以什么形式等。 答案:去TMD商业活动,去TMD后援车,去TMD扯大旗作秀! —— 曾经,有许多户外品牌,企业找上我,表示想要赞助我。我一口拒绝了。 —— 这次环华骑行,还是以前那部单车,一千多块的单车,在出发的时候UCC车行赞助我一部两万多元的单车,我拒绝了。对于我来说,红颜比那车子重要多了。在西藏篇就说过了,不是车子的问,而是人的问,那年过六旬的大爷一辆破二八凤凰车都能走川藏,那我还有什么不可以的? ——关于环华资金,我不是富二代,我爸也不是李刚。经费方面唯有靠自己。 说句客套话:承蒙各位的支持与鼓励,90后骑行侠出书了,希望各位可以支持一下,谢谢。 —— 书名如本人般简单直白《90后骑行侠单车去西藏》。 这次环华不是什么商业活动,旅程上没有接受任何金钱上、装备上、后援上等的赞助。什么东西,鞋子、背包、单车、帐篷、衣服、都是我自己用自己赚的钱买的。 (为什么不接受?因为我不想太商业化,想要为自己而骑行。) —— 用自己赚的钱来环华不是更有意义吗? 出书的事说起来还得感谢8264这个论坛,当初被加精华置顶后,有几家出版社留意到联系上我,最后谈了一段时间才成功出书。提醒一下:这本书并不是我自费出书的。 出书的收入只够环华旅程一半的经费。希望大伙可以支持一下,一本书只是16元左右,你如果有90后的后辈或朋友,可以赠送他们。我相信他们会获益不浅。 当当书城连接:https//product.dangdang.com/product.aspx?product_id=22464341&ref=search-1-pub (无须网银,一注册之后可以快递货到付款。)Ps:坦白说,你可以当这个是小广告,这是事实。敬请各位原谅。 在当当、卓越、京东、甚至淘宝、搜:《骑行侠》。就能看到了。 一个人,就这么出发了。沿途有许多车友驴友接待与陪骑。如果你方便接待,请给我发站内信吧,我只需要一个有瓦遮头的地方,提供一地板,甚至家门口。我有帐篷,防潮垫,有睡袋。不需要房间和床,借我一块很小的空间过夜就行了,我会用我路途遇到的故事与你分享。 我不矫情,我确实需要驴友们的帮助,不是需要你们的金钱赞助,而是需要与你的相识,需要当地驴友的你推荐,让我更加了解当地的历史与特色,而不是盲目骑行,一站又一站,一城又一城,与完成任务、竞赛破记录有什么分别…… 每一趟旅行或许在人生中只有一次,我不想留下遗憾,所以,我会尽量走多些地方。 我的手机号码:一三六17七9六六伍捌 。希望广告者勿扰。谢谢。(在路上为了节约电源与漫游话费,如果在我环华路线必经之地,方便提供接待请发站内信息留言,我看到会回复的。) —— 为什么要出发? 因为梦想。 —— 为什么要发帖? 因为分享。 —— 因为有你, 我能走得更远。 .... —— 由于经常信号不佳,不能及时更新贴子,所以新浪微博的第一时间先行直播的: 会尽快将贴子同步更新,请大伙耐心等待。 谢谢大伙的支持! . —— 我來自:一個小小的海島... 在中国南部的红海湾考洲洋内,有个小小的海岛,岛上居住着几百户渔民。盐州镇历史悠久。据考证,自明朝万历年间起,福建沿海一带的渔民便陆续在岛上定居。它是广东省惠州市唯一的一个海岛镇——惠东县盐洲镇。 盐洲镇位于惠州市惠东县东南部,南临南海红海湾,是考洲洋内的一个内陆海岛,总面积44.7平方公里,其中海岛面积3.6平方公里,全镇总人口15000多人,是一个以盐、渔、农业为基础,集工业、贸易和旅游业于一体的海岛小镇,是惠州市唯一的海岛镇. —— 资料源自.百度百科搜索(盐洲岛). . —— 路线图,D1天,盐洲岛-港口镇双月湾。D2天,港口镇-巽寮湾。D3天,巽寮湾-惠东县城平山镇。(地图只是大概画出路线,公里数据不作参考。大家请无视。) 2011年7月25日 环华骑行第一天。 “吱——”玻璃窗口被拉开的那一瞬间发出刺耳的声响。 黎明。 我抬头怔怔地望着窗外的天空,当第一缕阳光透过云层倾洒大地,黑暗渐渐消散,我轻轻吸入天亮后第一口空气,仿佛一切重获新生,生命即将进入下一轮回。是的,今日要出发了。不,应该说,现在我就要出发了。 到了现在,仍然有人问我,出发是为了什么? 好吧,那我在这里再答一次:梦想。 是的,梦想。为了几乎每一个人小时候都会有的梦想,环游世界的梦想。 趁年轻,追梦。我喜欢在路上的感觉,我渴望能走得更远、更长。 世界上最快乐的事情, 莫过于为自己的梦想而行动。 缓缓将极度负重的“红颜”牵出家门,没有一丝回头的欲望,双脚一阵发力,快速骑行,穿越无数熟悉的巷口小街,沿着渡口沿海路骑行,不到三十分钟,便已穿过盐洲大桥往海岸山崖方向骑去。—— 盐洲岛渡口。—— 此次离开,不知何时方能回来。一个人,只能自拍了。. 穿过一片清凉的小树林,风轻轻拂过,鼻子瞬间闻到一股熟悉的咸咸味道迎面扑来,那是大海的味道,那是充满活力的海洋气息。 家乡的大海留下太多太多的回忆,每天都看海,不会对大海麻木吗?你知道吗?沿海地区的人对大海都会有一种特殊的感觉,那是一种家的感觉,因为这片海洋养活了我们多少代人,因为这片海洋带给了我们多少快乐,我们都以出生在这块小海岛而感到幸福。 沿着并无围栏的山崖黄土路骑行,映入眼帘的是一片纯粹的海天一线,在缓下缓上的烂山路骑行是一种折磨,但在这种无敌海景的状态下,即使路况再烂也不在话。 —— 海岸线山路。—— 夏耕。 不过,随着时间的流逝,炎热的太阳渐渐提高散发的高温,顿时感到脑袋一片眩晕,感觉身子一阵寒颤,头皮有些发麻。我知道,这是即将中暑的征兆,随即在山崖一端流下的小溪洗脸降温,并将空水瓶装满备用,找到一片林荫将毛巾弄湿继续降温。 半小时之后,已是中午,见身体状况好转继续赶路。在酷暑之下骑行,简直就是折磨,一小时之后,终于到达港口镇,双月湾。 双月湾因形状鸟瞰像两轮新月,故名双月湾。双月湾位于广东省惠州市惠东县港口镇。双月湾最为出名的地方就是地段好,一面是看海上日出,另一端是看海上日落。从这一段徒步到另一端也不过十分钟。 因为天气酷暑,意外发现海滩上有一草棚,是渔民临时搭建的休息点,凑了过去歇了许久许久。—— 草棚下歇凉。. —— 在草棚下合力修理渔具的渔民。 —— 双月湾因形状鸟瞰像两轮新月,故名双月湾。双月湾位于广东省惠州市惠东县港口镇。双月湾最为出名的地方就是地段好,一面是看海上日出,另一端是看海上日落。从这一段徒步到另一端也不过十分钟。 双月湾黄昏时分的天空挂着厚厚云层,太阳完全被遮盖得严严实实,迷人的海上日落就这么与我擦肩而过,虽然已经看过许多次了,但仍然期待那一种海天被染红,海面波浪霞光粼粼,在天地之间渐渐消失的大自然景观。—— 渔民合力拉渔网。—— 在解网的那一瞬间竟引来了无数海鸥。. —— 双月湾全景。 港口双月湾青年旅舍,这是一家温馨的旅舍,在这里,你可以随处看到驴友们在木椅上喝茶闲聊,仅有几岁的可爱小孩窜上窜下,美女驴友们在自助厨房严密炮制拿手好菜,这里虽然没有其他青旅那么精致,但绝对是我住过最温馨的青旅了。 舍主“螃蟹”是港口当地人,为人真诚好客,热爱旅行,喜欢户外,爱广交朋友,所以在开设了这家不为赚钱的青旅。我喜欢在“爬墙草”蔓延的棚子下躺在吊床静静看书,也喜欢在木椅上与小朋友一起摇摇千秋,感受他们无比简单的快乐。—— 躺在舒适的吊床上。。 在我到达后,螃蟹坚持邀请我到他家中吃饭,最后唯有打扰一番。晚饭时接到惠东黄埠驴友罗华晓电话,他在帖子中发现我今日出发,由于工作繁忙未能在早上相送,所有一下班就与几个驴友一同赶到双月湾碰面。 记得螃蟹在晚饭中说的一段很深刻的话:“你不用拒绝,我又不是请你去饭店吃饭,只是家常便饭而已,无伤大雅。出门在外,不必计较太多,如果他人特意请你去大酒店那你可以拒绝,而现在在我家吃便饭,你不能拒绝。能对别人方便而不妨碍到自己,何乐而不为?” 晚饭过后,我们回到旅舍不久之后,他们4个人骑着两辆摩托车,在夜色中的海岸山路赶路,几经颠簸终于到达。有些人,就是如此让你感动着。 我们数人闲聊并拍照合影留念,由于他们没有吃晚饭就赶来,所以交谈了一个小时之后大伙才逐一握手道别。希望大家还能再次相见。在我们交谈时,螃蟹收到一条短信:“螃蟹,骑行侠今日出发,今晚会在港口东面扎营,他只有一个人,你去陪陪他嘛。” 我沉默许久,拿起我的手机朝那号码回复:“我在螃蟹这里吹水,我没事的,不用担心我。谢谢。” 她,是惠东车友,8妹。我们并不认识,并没有交谈过,但她今日给发过信息,会尽量帮我向她老板台商争取搞到台湾证。在此刻,我望着螃蟹手机的短信,短短的几行字,蕴含着多大的关怀。赶来的华晓兄数人、接待的螃蟹、信息的8妹、还有几个表示在后面路程接待的驴友信息。这才第一天,我已经开始收到如此多善意的帮助。 —— 有些感动,你无法忘怀 。 在路上,就是有着这么多默默关心着你,默默帮助着你的人。即使你们素不谋面,即使你们相隔两地,即使你们不同民族。 —— 人能发出最大的力量,往往来自身边的人。 你们的支持和鼓励就是我最大的力量,谢谢。 . 漆黑的夜,海雾弥漫,伸手不见五指,耳旁传来绵绵不绝的海浪声。 我静静看着眼前这一座小山,头皮有些发麻,脑海中想起刚刚华晓跟我说的话:“你一个人要翻山过去东面小沙滩扎营?我在那里迷路过,然后致电螃蟹前来相救,在那里当地人晚上都不敢进去,那段山路少说都有七八个坟墓。” 虽然螃蟹执意邀请我在旅舍过夜,不收我钱。但我觉得能不打扰就尽量不打扰,更何况,我想要拍摄双月湾的海上日出。所以告别螃蟹之后,在午夜时分我一个人骑车来到这片荒山野岭前。 海浪声已在黑暗蜿蜒的山路中变得模糊,在杂草树木却传出一阵阵昆虫的呜鸣声,我努力推车往前,这条路,地形复杂有些是小坑,有些是大坑,有些是几层小土梯,不能骑行只能靠推。我脑海中徒然想起一则老年人流传下来的事儿:“在深夜里,铃铛声会招魂,招鬼。” 我脑海中骤然浮现电视上捉鬼天师手上摇晃的铃铛。 猛然!我心不禁一颤!耳边响起一阵响亮的铃铛声! 转下头,声音的源头正是红颜右手。手忙脚乱地将“红颜”手上的铃铛取下,紧紧收藏放在口袋里,以免再次发出声音。随着小山的坡度提过,我力气越来越少,由于单车负重极高,不小心摔下了数次,有一次连车前头的帐篷也不小心震掉到地上,捡起的那瞬间抬头看到身旁一道坟墓静静竖着,似乎有一种被某些东西盯着的感觉,顿时觉得一片寒意。 我背后骤然冒出一身冷汗,心脏不禁砰砰地加速跳动,粗喘大气。我加快步伐,根本不敢往狭窄山路的两端张望,我默默戴上头灯照着地面前行。 大雾仍然弥漫每一片角落,能见度极低,我提心吊胆终于把车推到了山口。低头一看,差点窒息!忍不住在心中大骂!大部分是矮楼梯,我只能一阶一阶梯,慢慢紧捏刹车顺着阶梯下降,车圈在刹车皮摩擦的那瞬间,迸发出惊雷般刺耳的响声。 吱—— 在黑暗的山中久久回荡,我脸色顿时变得无比苍白,心中紧紧喃喃道:“阿弥陀佛,有怪莫怪。” 扎营,铺防潮垫,锁上单车,钻了进去。睡觉! . 2011年7月26日。环华第二天。(野人般生活。) 海浪声仿佛永无止境般传入帐篷,我频频拉开帐篷内层拉链朝大海望去,却一阵失望,昨晚到现在一直都是大雾弥漫,海上日出看不成了,凡事都是如此,不可能尽善尽美,称心如意,我们只能阔达接受。 在路上,心态很重要,即使遇到再糟糕的事情也要保持良好心态。—— 【清晨依然大雾弥漫。】 昨晚睡得并不是很安稳,一个人与坟墓兄弟做邻居心不安宁,惠东平山毛毛得知后,也发来信息:“你一个人不怕啊?真大胆啊。” 我如果是这么大胆,我早就睡成死猪般了……看来心理素质有待加强,往后的日子多得是类似这种地方。前人的话还是有道理的:平生不做亏心事,半夜敲门也不惊。 “砰!”一道身影狠狠砸下海面,溅起无数海花。 冷。虽然是夏季,但刚进入水面的那瞬间还是觉得一阵寒冷,畅快地游泳一番后往营地附近的瀑布洗澡。我选择的营地有一瀑布,非常清澈干净的水源,不然你以为我翻山越岭来这里扎营干嘛?真的是吃饱睁撑着啊?正是为了这匹瀑布水源。扎营地的选择很重要,尤其是对水源的要求极高。 —— 【面朝大海,瀑布下洗澡。Ps还是自拍。】 你知道吗,我有许多朋友连米都没有洗过,扫把都没有拿过,我在想,把他们扔在荒野不知能活多少天... 出生在90年代的人都知道,90后无疑是充满争议的一代,被大多人称为“垮掉的一代”。我不懂什么是“蓝调”,但我知道什么是“非主流”。网上见到很多身穿鲜艳惹眼衣服,嘟着小嘴,自恋拍照的一面脸的小妹,看!非主流漂亮的小妹来啦!然后一个头发异常彪悍,染色红红绿绿的哥们穿着惊世骇俗的衣服,嘴上叼着名牌香烟,手插在裤袋,迈着太空舞步向前走,娘里娘气的不像个哥们,也不是小姐,这就是非主流? 于是看不过那些新立异的人们把 90后“非主流”推上了风口浪尖,一顿接着一顿批,见了就骂。之后再冒出“脑残”这一词。 其实每个人都是个体,谈不上什么几零后之类的,只是许多社会命运是共性的,所以才有了这么一个简单的划分。时代总是在前进的,时代也是不同的。70后、80后有人是罪犯,90后也有救人牺牲的。不要总什么事就扯上一代人。不是每个90后都像网络流传的那样,我们有自己的个性,同样,我们也有原则。每个年代的人都有自己年代的性格,虽然90后中的有些行为是该自省一下,不过我坚定的相信,我们不是垮掉的一代。20年之后,这个社会的顶梁柱是90后,如果90后的人垮了,那么20年之后的中国也就垮了。 90后是当今社会的缩影,随着年代的变化国家的经济发展,现在已经是21世纪了。当初爸妈的年代,他们小时候家里的米不够,大人们都吃不饱。挨饿,挨冻,睡觉时被冷风吹醒是常有的事。那时天空还是蔚蓝,白云飘飘,朝阳透过露水,照在大地上,他们挎着小书包,光着脚丫去学堂,学堂是天然的泥土和瓦盖起来的,下雨了就会漏。中午还要回家煮饭放牛,他们用稻草在锅底烧的铁锅,不是电饭锅,也不是电磁炉,那些对他们来说都是高级货。下午放学了,他们就要拔苗,插秧,要么收获的季节去收割,打谷,筛谷。在晚上大人和小孩都挤在别人的家里看黑白电视。那时抽烟喝酒是有钱人奢侈的雅兴,打架没想过,上网没听说过,玩游戏就是在傍晚时分,几个同龄的小伙伴在谷场爬上稻草玩躲猫猫。 如今,天空不再像以前那么蔚蓝,白云变得慵懒,小鸟没有了踪影。国家推翻了“人多好办事”的强势理论,实行了所谓的计划生育,90后出生了,大多数是独生子女。被家人极度宠溺的环境下成长,衣来伸手,饭来张口。不愁吃,不愁穿,不愁没地方住,更不愁没钱花。 90后成长了,早恋,抽烟,喝酒,打架,上网,玩游戏。 教育是非常重要的,在这扭曲的社会,许多社会的事都已变得虚伪无比。如果你的90后孩子垮掉了,那么,最大的责任就是你!当然90后也有责任,但不要一味怪责自己的孩子,而更重要的是如何去重新教育,认识问所在。 在网络上凭什么说90后是脑残,说90是垮掉的一代?!!!我们很多还不到20岁的人,大多数90后还未踏入社会,世界观,价值观都未形成。请不要一竹竿打翻一条船。 当今社会就是我们最好的舞台,我相信未来90后会跟上你们的脚步,成为市长,省长,体现出我们在当今社会的价值。 —— 【生火煮面。】—— 当我在瀑布下洗完澡之后,将满是臭汗味的衣物清洗干净,寻找两支大树干架起,一条绳子紧绑,这样就可以晒衣服了。 随着太阳高度逐渐的提升,海雾开始被缓缓驱散,我去瀑布装了一大壶水回来,捡起干柴,挖坑垫石头,烧柴起火,烧开水,煮面条。幸好是夏天,天气干燥容易烧火.. 2011年7月26日。环华第二天。(野人般生活。) 海浪声仿佛永无止境般传入帐篷,我频频拉开帐篷内层拉链朝大海望去,却一阵失望,昨晚到现在一直都是大雾弥漫,海上日出看不成了,凡事都是如此,不可能尽善尽美,称心如意,我们只能阔达接受。 在路上,心态很重要,即使遇到再糟糕的事情也要保持良好心态。 —— 【清晨依然大雾弥漫。】 昨晚睡得并不是很安稳,一个人与坟墓兄弟做邻居心不安宁,惠东平山毛毛得知后,也发来信息:“你一个人不怕啊?真大胆啊。” 我如果是这么大胆,我早就睡成死猪般了……看来心理素质有待加强,往后的日子多得是类似这种地方。前人的话还是有道理的:平生不做亏心事,半夜敲门也不惊。 “砰!”一道身影狠狠砸下海面,溅起无数海花。 冷。虽然是夏季,但刚进入水面的那瞬间还是觉得一阵寒冷,畅快地游泳一番后往营地附近的瀑布洗澡。我选择的营地有一瀑布,非常清澈干净的水源,不然你以为我翻山越岭来这里扎营干嘛?真的是吃饱睁撑着啊?正是为了这匹瀑布水源。扎营地的选择很重要,尤其是对水源的要求极高。 —— 【面朝大海,瀑布下洗澡。Ps还是自拍。】 你知道吗,我有许多朋友连米都没有洗过,扫把都没有拿过,我在想,把他们扔在荒野不知能活多少天... 出生在90年代的人都知道,90后无疑是充满争议的一代,被大多人称为“垮掉的一代”。我不懂什么是“蓝调”,但我知道什么是“非主流”。网上见到很多身穿鲜艳惹眼衣服,嘟着小嘴,自恋拍照的一面脸的小妹,看!非主流漂亮的小妹来啦!然后一个头发异常彪悍,染色红红绿绿的哥们穿着惊世骇俗的衣服,嘴上叼着名牌香烟,手插在裤袋,迈着太空舞步向前走,娘里娘气的不像个哥们,也不是小姐,这就是非主流? 于是看不过那些新立异的人们把 90后“非主流”推上了风口浪尖,一顿接着一顿批,见了就骂。之后再冒出“脑残”这一词。 其实每个人都是个体,谈不上什么几零后之类的,只是许多社会命运是共性的,所以才有了这么一个简单的划分。时代总是在前进的,时代也是不同的。70后、80后有人是罪犯,90后也有救人牺牲的。不要总什么事就扯上一代人。不是每个90后都像网络流传的那样,我们有自己的个性,同样,我们也有原则。每个年代的人都有自己年代的性格,虽然90后中的有些行为是该自省一下,不过我坚定的相信,我们不是垮掉的一代。20年之后,这个社会的顶梁柱是90后,如果90后的人垮了,那么20年之后的中国也就垮了。 90后是当今社会的缩影,随着年代的变化国家的经济发展,现在已经是21世纪了。当初爸妈的年代,他们小时候家里的米不够,大人们都吃不饱。挨饿,挨冻,睡觉时被冷风吹醒是常有的事。那时天空还是蔚蓝,白云飘飘,朝阳透过露水,照在大地上,他们挎着小书包,光着脚丫去学堂,学堂是天然的泥土和瓦盖起来的,下雨了就会漏。中午还要回家煮饭放牛,他们用稻草在锅底烧的铁锅,不是电饭锅,也不是电磁炉,那些对他们来说都是高级货。下午放学了,他们就要拔苗,插秧,要么收获的季节去收割,打谷,筛谷。在晚上大人和小孩都挤在别人的家里看黑白电视。那时抽烟喝酒是有钱人奢侈的雅兴,打架没想过,上网没听说过,玩游戏就是在傍晚时分,几个同龄的小伙伴在谷场爬上稻草玩躲猫猫。 如今,天空不再像以前那么蔚蓝,白云变得慵懒,小鸟没有了踪影。国家推翻了“人多好办事”的强势理论,实行了所谓的计划生育,90后出生了,大多数是独生子女。被家人极度宠溺的环境下成长,衣来伸手,饭来张口。不愁吃,不愁穿,不愁没地方住,更不愁没钱花。 90后成长了,早恋,抽烟,喝酒,打架,上网,玩游戏。 教育是非常重要的,在这扭曲的社会,许多社会的事都已变得虚伪无比。如果你的90后孩子垮掉了,那么,最大的责任就是你!当然90后也有责任,但不要一味怪责自己的孩子,而更重要的是如何去重新教育,认识问所在。 在网络上凭什么说90后是脑残,说90是垮掉的一代?!!!我们很多还不到20岁的人,大多数90后还未踏入社会,世界观,价值观都未形成。请不要一竹竿打翻一条船。 当今社会就是我们最好的舞台,我相信未来90后会跟上你们的脚步,成为市长,省长,体现出我们在当今社会的价值。 . —— 【生火煮面。】 —— 当我在瀑布下洗完澡之后,将满是臭汗味的衣物清洗干净,寻找两支大树干架起,一条绳子紧绑,这样就可以晒衣服了。 随着太阳高度逐渐的提升,海雾开始被缓缓驱散,我去瀑布装了一大壶水回来,捡起干柴,挖坑垫石头,烧柴起火,烧开水,煮面条。幸好是夏天,天气干燥容易烧火。. 喜欢这种置身大自然的感觉。厌倦钢筋混泥土的世界。 —— 如野人般生活。 由于忘记带鱼钩,不然准钓几条鱼上来加菜,这这里如果有渔具,准不会饿死。呵呵,有点荒岛生存的感觉。户外生存是一项很大的知识,确实需要多多学习,到自己面临危地时也不会束手束脚,争取生存几率。 疑点一:在路上如何充电洗澡?在路上,我这个人比较简单,有水龙头的地方,就可以洗澡了。只要有工地,有修路,有建筑新楼,就一定有水龙头。充电更是简单,只要有人住的地方就有电,对方让不让你借用那就得要看你的口才了,在饭店吃饭和旅馆或小卖部买个5毛的冰棍都能借电。 疑点二:在野外扎营安全吗?在路上,扎营是不可避免的,我的经验是,在当地的单位和村委处或小学沟通,能否扎在里面或者门前。中学就比较难沟通,因为规矩多,什么要问领导啊之类的,反正就是规模越小,越容易沟通,最好找村里的。我一般都是在走哪里就在附近找普通村宅沟通,一般村里的人比较好说话,我试过很多次,他们不仅让你扎营,还请你吃饭,让你洗澡。但要注意带眼看人,一般我是看人和他的财产,比较牛羊猪,拖拉机。拥有这些的都属于小康家庭了,更是安全。(Ps:记得要锁好车子,将车子与帐篷一同锁好,你的头睡在靠锁头的那端,只要锁头一动,帐篷就会摇晃,那你就知道了。在帐篷里要准备一把小 dao,有紧急情况时可以牺牲帐篷小 dao一刮,破篷而出,毕竟帐篷没了可以再买,但小命重要。) 疑点三:一个人谁给你拍照?在路上,一个人总不可能只拍美景和他人吧,所以一定要学会自拍,利用能用到的东西和地方,比如单车,头盔,矮墙,楼梯,树木,甚至自己的手。看过我西藏帖子的知道,我的自拍技术已经出神入化了,甚至让人怎么研究都研究不出如何拍摄。—— 比如这张,这个角度,从高处往下拍摄的,这里是一片大海,一片沙滩,没有人帮拍,三角架也不可能有这么高,如何拍摄?挤破头都想不到吧? —— 答案在第一张图片,看到两根捡来的竹木没有,相机一般都有挂上一条带子,我将带子绑到右边那根木条上面,悬空着,然后调好十秒定时拍摄,这样就可以拍到上面那张图片的效果了。你们无语了吧…… 哈哈。没法子,自拍留念这是好办法!多动脑筋就能得到满意照片了。 饱餐之后,清洗餐具,拔营,收拾行装,离开。 在路上难免丢三落四的,在昨天,我的车牌:“武功再高,也怕菜刀”颠掉了。唯有托人再购买了。我背包的防水罩估计是昨晚不知掉到何处了。 再次翻越山头出去时,一阵傻眼! 不禁低骂了几声,坟墓没留意还真不知道,至少将近十个。如有打扰,敬请见谅。。。。。 猛地跑得比兔子还快……瞬间离开了。 穿过港口镇市场,过了港口大桥,来到西面海边骑行。这里与东面简直就是两个世界,海水干净清澈很多,经过旅游开发了许多酒店,即使不是周末,这里游人也很多。其中有一个小女娃特可爱,穿着救生衣如小蜜蜂般在海中窜来窜去 … —— 繁荣的港口湾。. —— 海上精灵,小蜜蜂。 —— 渔民正在作业,这次是用机器拉,而不是人力,工业的发展,促进了社会的进步。 沿着双月湾西面的沙滩骑行,半小时候到达平海镇,一股热流从我身旁吹过,我隐约间看到路面的空气在扭曲,形成一道模糊的场景,脑袋一阵眩晕,路面如同海市蜃楼般虚幻。 热!热!热! 顺便好了家有空调的店钻进去,买了一杯2元的奶茶,开始休息。每天中午都是不骑行的,以免中暑。 —— 午餐,平海市场炒米粉6元,送清汤。 热!仿佛空气都会燃烧。 午餐过后,即使已经是下午三点多,但仍然如此炎热,仿佛置身热炉之中一般。.([]
俺要预先说明的是,这是个纯粹的户外帖,帖子里没有可以让你们男驴血脉喷张的艳遇激情、打野炮、混帐门之类的情节,也不会有0元穷游的嘘头,更没有黄色的图片。这里要讲述的,只是一个傻乎乎的老农民,不远千里独自去喜马拉雅山区,看雪山走山路不太艰苦的故事。 俺是一个山区农民,平时除了下地种庄稼和背着山货去城里贩卖外,也经常接一点私活。俺们山村周围经常有城里的户外俱乐部的驴友来玩,他们说平时工作压力大,到山里找点刺激以实现啥人生价值。反正他们城里人说话怪怪的俺都听不明白,他们来了俺就带在他们在山里面到处转,这样一天下来也有百把块的收入。为什么会这么说呢?因为没去之前以为那里的山路很难走,但走过以后才知道那里的山路与俺们山村的没多大区别,这样的山路俺们村里五岁的小孩都能走,大人走起来就像撒泡尿似的轻松自在。这次去尼泊尔玩是受了村里一位小名叫喜蛋的小辈影响,他上过几年的大学有出息了,现在已经出人头地的做了这里8264论坛一个版的版主,而且在城里开了户外用品店和户外俱乐部发了财。他有时候会回到村里面给俺看他电脑上的户外照片,并且教会了俺上网和发图片。他鼓励俺出去看看外国的山村是啥样子的,于是俺就去了尼泊尔的山区,在尼泊尔山里行走的外国驴友、中国游客看起来就像俺村里的村民一样亲切,俺山村的农民也是这样每天背着或挑着农具、肥料去自留地干活。喜蛋在城里面找了个媳妇,他媳妇以前是户外资料网的管理员,也是一位很有出息的姑娘。俺们的山村比较封闭,人也比较朴实。前两年喜蛋带着媳妇回山村一次,村里人以为管理员是和俺们地区专员差不多大的官,于是那天晚上很多村民专门换了新衣服去喜蛋家围观管理员,俺们山里的人就是实诚。驴友们刚开始来俺们山村玩的时候还弄出了点笑话,村里的老年人看到一些城里面来的姑娘、媳妇和不是自己男人的男人睡在一起有些看不惯,因为俺们山里的女人只和自己的男人睡觉。俺就跟村里的老人们解说城里来的驴友都是有文化的人,他们思想开放生活新潮,他们那不是在睡觉而是混账,俺可是一直帮着城里的驴友说好话,后来驴友来的越来越多大家也就见怪不怪啦。好了,啰啰嗦嗦说了一大堆该说点正事了,俺们山里人闲下来的时候就爱唠叨!俺先把一路上晚上住宿过的点列出来啦.....走这条线路的时间:2012年12月6日———17日,一路上除了看山还是看山。PHEDI(帕底)-------POTANA(帕塔娜)-------LANDRUK(兰得隆)-------JHINUDANDA(基诺)------BAMBOO(班布)-------MBC-------ABC(两晚)-------SINUWA(希诺瓦)------CHHOMRONG(从隆)------TADAPANI(塔达帕尼)-----GHOREAPANI(郭卵帕尼)(POONHILL)------TATOPANI(塔突帕尼)后面帖子里的地名俺就用中文来写了,外国字写着挺别扭的。下面先发一点俺去山上走路携带的主要一些装备物品啦.......关于鞋子:看论坛里老驴的帖子里说去山里走路包包和鞋子最重要啦。对此俺特别的重视,就一下子准备了三双鞋子。一双是前两年在县城里买的名牌旅游鞋,要99元人民币呢,它很好用,上山时很轻巧。当从ABC下山走雪路和一些冰路时也不打滑。当地有很多背夫也穿着类似的鞋,于是在山上行走时经常被一些外国驴友当成了背夫,这说明了这种鞋子在山上行走是很管用的呢!还有一双凉鞋,可以在行走时候和旅游鞋轮换着穿,它走起来同样的舒服。再就是一双拖鞋啦,它的用处不大,只有在晒太阳和洗澡时穿它。关于包包:于是出发前在喜蛋的户外俱乐部借了一大一小两个背包,这样走路正好可以一前一后的背两个包,以前给驴友带路时也经常的帮他们背上两个大包习惯了。关于棍子:第一天上山时就看到来往的驴友手中有二条花花绿绿很好看的铁棍子,看了很羡慕,但羡慕归羡慕,俺总不能像小孩子一样看到别人手中有好东西就缠着人家要是不?于是就忍了,当第三天到了一个名叫基诺的地方时终于忍不住了就在路边的树丛中捡了一根树枝整理了一下,再向当地的人家要了一条木棍子,这样俺手中也有二条棍子可以挥舞再也不用羡慕别人啦,哈哈。。。关于保暖衣裤:听说这个时候尼泊尔的山上早晚有些冷就准备了一件厚的羽绒背心和一件薄的羽绒背心,再带上一件秋裤白天可以把它当外裤穿,当早晚冷时就在它的外面套上一条乱七八糟裤子就行啦。关于雨衣:它可以防风、防雨、防雪,就把它当成冲锋衣来穿,效果还算不错,特别在ABC的下雪天穿着下山一样的防雪。关于披肩:在当地买了两条披肩,早晚在房间外面时用它披着防寒,晚上睡觉时把它和抓绒毯混合着盖在身上保暖用。关于抓绒毯:带了两条抓绒毯,一条薄的 睡觉时放在身体下,一条大的盖在身上,然后在大的抓绒毯上盖上一条披肩,再在披肩上盖棉被,这样晚上睡起来温度比较暖和帖身。关于小脸盆:可以在住山上旅馆时用来洗脸和内衣裤,它基本上没有份量,带着很有用。关于三脚架:这个就简单了 ,当到了一个位置想要到此一游时又没人帮你拍时,三脚架就可以用上啦。关于枕头:俗话说“外国的金枕头、银枕头不如自己熟悉的布枕头”,每家旅馆的枕头的软度、厚度都有些不一样,带上平时用的舒服的枕头能准每天的睡眠质量关于午餐肉:在博卡拉的超市看到有四川产的猪肉罐头,只要150卢比,就没舍得不买。于是就买三个带上山,这样在从出发到MBC时都天天有肉吃。关于葡萄酒:出发上山前在博卡拉买了一瓶葡萄酒,再向饭店的老板借了一个玻璃杯。博卡拉的商店里有很多的洋酒,比如白兰地、威士忌等等。。。!但俺是农民喝不惯这些洋酒,于是就带了瓶葡萄酒上去,喝了三天就喝完啦。关于苹果:上山前买了三公斤的苹果,这样每天吃上几个肠胃很舒服,当走到MBC时正好吃完。关于袋装果珍粉每天早上出发时候冲上一瓶有些浓度的果珍,当在上山途中身体疲惫时喝上一小口可以很快的恢复状态。这比较在山上买商店的饮料或瓶装水要经济实用。关于药品:俺们山里人的身体没有城市里的驴友那么娇贵要不停的吃药,平时有点小毛小病的抗抗就过去了,在这方面俺比山里的乡亲讲究了一点,俺带了一瓶复方黄连素,万一肚子不舒服的时候可以用它,很管用。作为一个山村农民想下决心国外太难了。俺们村里有个农民名叫王二狗,他经常隔个四五天走六、七十里的山路去城里贩卖山货,用你们户外的话来说他也算是俺们村里的十大徒步人物。他有时也帮着城里户外俱乐部的驴友带路,喜蛋已经把村里的一些闲置劳动力发展成了户外领队,城里驴友的钱特别容易赚,以前几个没事做的劳力现在都是快乐的户外领队啦。二狗现在手里有点钱了,但你要他也像很多驴友那样 花好多钱去很远的地方 走一些平时都在走的山路 他可不愿意,他说还要挣很多钱给她儿子盖个大房子讨媳妇呢。俺那里的人就是思想保守不懂得像你们城里面的驴友那样会享受生活!先发一张小环线、ABC的旅游地图,这是在路上的一个指示牌上拍的。12月6日第一天:博卡拉————PHEDI(帕底)————POTANA(帕塔娜) 10:00———1540 步行五个多小时 上午从博卡拉打了个出租车去上山走路的起点——帕底,车费46元人民币,下了车就可以从公路边的石阶上山,从帕底开始走的好处是一路都是正面对着安娜普纳尔峰与鱼尾峰。绝大部分的游客、驴友都把NAYAPOOLA作为步行小环线的起点,从帕第出发走小环线的这条线路只有零零星星的外国驴友才走。一路上要路过过去很多的小山村在步行到较高的位置时回望下面的峡谷这里的有些山路铺的整整齐齐比俺们村里的土山路要好走多啦。快到东布寺时天气有些飘云层了,鱼尾峰与安娜普纳尔躲在云里若隐若现。。。快到十二点时在一个小店的天台上喝酒休息,包里的三个肉罐头可以拿出一个来吃了,在这个十二天的步行中只喝了4次啤酒,他们的价格分别是:东布寺是25元人民币一瓶啤酒班布是38元人民币一罐啤酒ABC是54元人民币一罐啤酒郭卵帕尼去往塔突帕尼的路上小店是19元人民币一瓶啤酒菜单上的啤酒价格吃饭休息后继续前行。。。村民们在自己房子前的场地有棒棒打那些收上来的稻谷当地的鸡和俺们村里一样都是散养的,这样鸡味道会好吃很多。城里面的驴友去俺们山里玩的时候大多是吃的肚皮滚滚圆圆后才回城。经过了第一个门票检查站,12天的步行中要经过好几个检查站查票盖章。([]
《序》 凌晨两点半,我躺在上海到拉萨的火车上, 此刻,我的心灵得到了彻底的放松.... 面对未知的前路,没有企图,没有欲望, 此刻,一个旅者在路上.....《去西藏》之攻略篇 西藏,很多人向往的地方,2011年9月有机会前往。谨将此行记录,供个人回忆和他人参考。 时间:2011年9月13日----2011年9月29日 地点:以拉萨为中心,东至鲁朗,西至珠峰,北至纳木错。 总结:进藏,无论走川藏,走新藏,走滇藏,需要具备以下几点: 1、一部好车,山高路远,一部好车至关重要。 2、一个好司机,急弯天险,经验丰富的好司机,可以灵活应变。 3、一条好线路,多看攻略,好的线路,可以事半功倍,走更远的路看更美的风景。 4、一个好团队,不是一家人千万别硬靠一家门,不是所有背包的人都是驴,我欣赏喜力家门口贴的那句话,“西服领带莫入”,摆不清个人身份与角色的人,你可以去旅行团。不是所有的“绿皮车”都可以去拉萨,有的“绿皮车”只能做“地铁”。 5、一个好心态,良好的心态很重要,至少不会因为下雨看不到珠峰就怨天尤人。山在那里,看不见峰,你还可以看见云。 西藏之行,我是幸运的。 幸运的是选择了九月,这个晴朗的日子出行;幸运的是选择了好司机,这帮纯朴的藏族汉子,是他们合理地帮我们设计了路线和时间安排,让我们看到了珠峰的全貌;看到了纳木错的晚霞和日照念青唐古拉山;看到了羊卓雍错的静谧和碧玉般的满拉水库.... 幸运的是有一大群关心我的朋友,在我最需要的时候,伸出援助之手。忘不了八一杜鹃花宾馆的次仁;忘不了为了接我们下山,连口水都没有顾得喝的藏族司机次旦;忘不了话虽不多,却掷地有声的平措;还有格桑、次旺,还有很多微笑着的藏族朋友.... 幸运的是我在8264网预定了行者驴舍,忘不了,在行者驴舍那些推开窗子就可以看见布达拉宫的日子....... 我是幸运的,因为有你们..... 既然是攻略篇,那就先来介绍一下我们的车和我们的司机。 我们租用的第一部越野车,丰田巡航舰,驾驶员:格桑罗布。一个非常老实的藏族小伙子,话不多,人实在。 我们去珠峰,去纳木错的越野车和司机师傅:平措。也是一个话不多的藏族师傅,比我们年龄稍大,在路上帮我们设计路线,该赶路的时候赶路,随时拍景观光,时时为我们着想,推荐一下。因为越野车是他本人的,正式的日喀则旅行牌照的丰田越野车,手续齐全。联系电话:13648903219 师傅:平措。他常说,一路上有你,苦一点都愿意! 照片右边的是八一杜鹃花酒店的索朗次仁,一个年轻热心的藏族小伙子,在我们第一部越野车坏在路上的时候,是他及时安排另外一部越野车前去接应,并且帮我们解决了第二部车子的问,被我们戏称为“林芝及时雨”。 林芝杜鹃花酒店 索朗次仁 联系电话:13989940450 还有一位次旦师傅,在我们最需要的时候,开车去鲁朗接我们下山。次旦师傅是一个健谈的好司机,他可以讲述关于西藏的故事,介绍西藏各个景点的历史给你听。联系电话:13908945750 车型:猎豹。 我们的线路:西藏是个让你忘却了时间的地方,所以,没有必要赶路,走到哪里是哪里。这里到处都是风景。 第一天,预定布宫门票,去哲蚌寺,下午去大昭寺。 第二天,去布宫参观,酸奶坊里泡奶吧,布宫广场晒太阳,拉萨博物馆,八角街溜达,去藏家宴吃藏餐。 第三天,前往鲁朗,途径松赞干布的故乡,中流砥柱,尼洋河,八一,林芝,鲁朗林海,住八一。 第四天,鲁朗游 第五天,八一途径拉萨,住曲水。 第六天 ,曲水经岗巴拉山,看羊湖,满拉水库,卡惹拉冰川,住定日。 第七天,定日,珠峰,日喀则,住日喀则。 第八天,日喀则,尼木,纳木错,住纳木错羊宾馆。 第九天,纳木错返回拉萨。 第十天,拉萨河,八角街转悠,住行者驴舍。 第十一天,拉萨河,色拉寺。住行者驴舍。 第十二天,八角街小寺庙,娘热风情园看藏獒。 第十三天,拉萨火车站,离开拉萨。 我们投宿的地方,还有龙门客栈哦!拉萨入住:行者驴舍 坐落在布宫后面的驴舍,环境适宜驴友。 联系电话:13989905360老板江莉八一入住:杜鹃花宾馆 条件不错 长途免费哦 联系电话:13989940450有困难你可以随时找老板:次仁曲水入住:一个被当地评委文明单位的家庭旅舍,没有名字,是那个小镇上为数不多的旅社,我们忘记了名字,因 为当天晚上电路不好,灯忽闪忽闪的,被我们戏称为“龙门客栈”。只是投宿一晚,为了能及时看见羊湖的日出。白坝入住:成都庄园,一个很干净的小驴舍,老板很干净利索,联系电话:13889020294周先生纳木错入住:羊宾馆很有名的宾馆,中央四台介绍过,电话随处可以找到。 我们的团队既然是攻略篇,那就来说说我们的装备吧: 太阳镜、太阳帽、防晒霜(指数要高一点),护肤霜、润唇膏、湿纸巾(珠峰和纳木错不具备洗漱条件)、洗发水、香皂、牙刷、牙膏、毛巾、卷筒纸、头灯,雨具,水壶、睡袋。 衣服:漂亮妹妹可以随意准备衣服,只是不要忘记带一件轻便羽绒服、冲锋衣。 常备药物: 抗高反药物:红景天,西洋参片、板蓝根冲剂(每天喝,干燥到每天起床氮中带血,鼻腔.),消炎药,感冒药,退烧药,肠胃药,止血贴,复合维生素,牛黄解毒片,润喉片、诺迪康(其实就是藏药红景天)。 带些文具,比如:铅笔、本子、圆珠笔等比较好,这些是路上遇见藏族孩子,给他们的,我在纳木错遇见了一个女孩,她留了一个地址给我,希望我可以邮寄一些书本给她,在后面的游记我会写到。 友情提醒:你可以不买文具,但是千万不要带用过的,或者是坏东西给孩子们,在那蓝天下,面对孩子诚挚的眼睛你的良心会颤抖的。 准备一些纸币零钞,那里不用硬币哦! 不要担心东西带的不全,衣服带的不够,在拉萨八角街的商家,什么都有卖的,价格也很公道。 2011年9月13日至2011年9月29日徐州西藏自助游(17天)费用清单 交通:4551元(其中:包车2500,硬卧745,软卧1152,打车153)餐费:1061元(早饭管饱,中餐晚餐四菜一汤准)药品:82元 (四人剩余药品全部捐赠色拉寺附近转山藏民)保险:210元 (美亚保险30天)零钱:9元 (寺庙)住宿:635元(四人间、准间、多人间)门票:665元(含珠峰越野车、哲蚌、纳木措、大昭、布宫、羊湖)通讯:25元捐赠:80元(文具60元,喇嘛电话充值20元)(个人)合计:7318元 嗯,准备好了!我们该出发了!千万不要被下面的啤酒和牛奶吓倒了,这是四个人在44小时里的食物,我们是集中采购,这样可以避免浪费! 好了,啰嗦了这么多!我们出发吧!《去西藏》之二 路上的风景 都说:西藏不在拉萨,西藏不在日喀则,真正的西藏在路上……美景不在前藏,美景也不在后藏,真正的美景在路上…的确如此:美景在路上!凌晨上车,一觉醒来火车已经进入三门峡地区,眼前的河流应该是黄河的支流吧?下雨了,透过车窗看着窗外模糊的风景,心里想,把雨水留在路上吧,祈祷西藏是个大晴天。这里塌方了。桥被大水冲断了。火车驶进了甘肃地界,天开始蓝了,气候也干燥了。这是酒钢集团下属的一个重工基地,好像是在铁路沿线生产钢材的。 从格尔木开始,我们的火车开始进入青藏高原,真正意义上的青藏铁路开始了。 早上近六点的时候,列车停靠在格尔木车站,茫茫大漠只有一轮明月。从这一刻开始,我们的车窗就成了变幻莫测的观景台。([]
出发,啥都别管了!怀着惴惴不安的心情,直至诸多行李通过安检,在此奉劝各车友,打包后的车箱尺寸太大过不了安检的检测仪,态度好的地勤人员会让托运部派人过来接收,态度不好的呢,嘿嘿~.在机上的邻座邂逅一同乡,是我爹一富商朋友,陪同领导们前往丽江度假,听闻了我的计划后颇为吃惊,对我这后进中青年给予了颇高评价,被认可的感觉是很棒的,嘿嘿~晚点近一个半小时的飞机终于抵达昆明机场,预报中的阵雨没有到来,倒是迈出机场那一刻的凉意让我着实吃了一惊,在众目睽睽下笨拙的拆箱装车,都怪平时的基本功不扎实啊,倒腾了许久才勉强装好,身旁等待拉客的黑车司机们迫不及待地和我搭讪,他们说出机场的路只有一条,并且是高速,但是通常都不查的,没事上路吧,小伙子。骑着亲手组装好的车子上路,那种成就感自感豪真是没得说的。昨日抵达昆明,入住茶花,心情大好。可惜公共wifi太多人占用,效率低下,舍弃自己的平板电脑,到前台免费提供的地方上网,没一会,一老外姑娘娇滴滴跟我搭讪,纳闷一会才听明白她说:you stay hear long?稍一迟疑,又看到四周虎视眈眈的目光,只好大方地说:just moment,maybe...,just moment!话说昨日离开昆明机场,骑上唯一一条可以离开机场的路,就是那条无比宽敞有着超级顺滑新开通的柏油路,远远看到收费站的绿色通道站着个穿制服的,小心脏就开始砰砰跳了。“同志,非机动车上高速需要罚款五十”“我知道错了,警察叔叔,但是这是唯一一条出路啊”“这是规定,我也没有办法,你支持一下我工作好吧”“叔叔,我是失业了才出来骑行,希望通过这个折磨来让我反省自己的错误,您也是过来人,应该可以理解吧”“........”“走吧,年轻人,从前面岔口下,路上小心点”我的小心脏哟,那个叫做狂喜,看来昆明的警察同志还是很有爱的嘛但是,从此后我就记住了这条通往昆明市区的某条不知名的国道了,那叫坑爹啊,路况极差浓烟滚滚且先不说,各种横行霸道从我身边呼啸而过,边用那不争气的平板导航边问路辗转回到青旅,在浴室镜子前卸下装备,着实吓了一跳后哑然失笑,这才第一天啊! 梳洗完毕,急忙趁天黑之前到这家超有爱的青旅拍些照片lonely planet(孤独行星)说这是中国最棒的青旅之一,看来确实名不虚传,废话少说,看照片!院内听到熟悉的福州话,和那两位初邂逅的大姐瞎扯了一番,她们说是这儿的常客,但是这地儿17号就要拆迁了,哎呀,我们仨那叫一个遗憾和唏嘘啊。她们推荐说边上有家老字号的过桥米线很给力,我就迅速找个机会和她们依依惜别,随即出门觅食。够饿且够闲的前提下的任何猪食都可以是美食了,更何况是这经典搭配:红油血旺+传统过桥+大理啤酒哼哧哼哧后,肚胀难受,在街上溜达,昆明的傍晚有着福州初秋时分的感觉,凉爽、明亮,彩云之南,人间天堂啊。我找了家超市补充了些装备,买了张云南的地图,问了好几家户外店都没有买到防狼喷雾(这让我今天大为后悔,后话)回到茶花,在极不爽的网络世界里折磨了数小时后悻悻然回房。备注:平时主要上新浪微博,感兴趣的亲们可以关注一下“老朱小弟” 没有了爱疯的导航,早上像无头苍蝇似的在昆明市区打转,多亏了几位好心人的帮忙,尤其要多谢一位慈祥的姑娘,一直送我到二环南路的桥下。突然觉得这种沿途靠问路西行的方法也不错,至少可以接触到形形色色的人。未经许可将我的爱疯占为己有的人啊,我好像开始尝试原谅你了。话说朱小弟二师兄蒙着面顶着烈日垂头丧气地骑行在茫茫无际的烂路上时,突然路边杀出一黑一黄两只恶犬,分别从二师兄两侧包抄而来,说时迟那时快,二师兄边朝恶犬使出狮子吼边启动运动模式,虽在上坡路段,但v8引擎的表现也确实让人惊叹,如此拉锯数百米,犬乏。说人话!朱小弟被狗追,怕怕。妈的,人品太好也至于招惹畜生啊!我上下检索了一番,怀疑是这驼包的荧光绿防雨罩太骚导致的,那,我要怎么办?一路暴晒,加上各种烂路。继续昨日的浓烟滚滚,反复上下坡,搓板路,碎石路,烂泥路。第一天就这么坑爹。好在最后的二三十公里柳暗花明,连续十公里的柏油路下坡,所有的折磨在这一刻都是那么的无怨无悔。1630,抵达禄丰县城,全程105公里。入住康源宾馆三楼的阳光房,仅盛惠40元。洗漱晒衣后出门觅食。禄丰是一个神奇的地方,这才是中国内地真正的小香港啊,大街小巷充斥着各种娱乐场所,路边巨型广告写着东莞式的服务仅需298元。圆子鸡火锅,可能是我这趟旅程最美味的食物了,可能和边上坐着两位姑娘秀色可餐也有大关系。酒足饭饱,也仅75元。信步街头,走入这家“天罗地网”,花了10元给国家的个人进网吧的开户费冤枉钱。于是有了以上的文章和照片。一前辈网友在微博给我留言说明日有大烂路等着我。who怕who,爷出来混早就知道迟早是要还的。一直往西方骑,听说梦想在那边.......二师兄的西游记(day 3)昨夜一夜无眠,蚊子肆虐,可能是白天晒得太久吸收了过多热量,不停流汗,并且那傻逼风扇自从被我拉了一下摇头后就开始响个不停,大哥,我不是那位你命里注定的维修工,明日一早我还得赶路,您就当我是个P,把我给放了好吗。康源宾馆处于禄丰著名的娱乐场所一条街上,半夜到凌晨,耳畔充斥着酒鬼的嚎叫、嫖客和妓女的浪笑,末了还有位忘带钥匙的兄台把他家卷帘门足足有踹了超过30分钟,我反正睡不着也无所谓,就当是禄丰县旅游局免费赠送给我的3D音频大餐吧。左膝盖明显加剧的疼痛让我忧心忡忡,还记得上次泉州一日行的后果,有接近两周无法使力,这要是重蹈覆辙,我还骑个**尼泊尔,估计到不了大理就要投靠段家当门客了(慕容姑娘不知安好否)。越想越可怕,我这是要马上准备第二套方案吗?总不能过两天就打道回府吧!想起白天路上遇到的那几个徒步前往香格里拉的驴友,或者实在不行就把单车打包寄回去,改为徒步加搭车去拉萨。不能这么想,这和我的初衷相差太多了,要真是这样,以后骑行的日子可能就到此为止了。吸引力法则开始奏效,越想膝盖越痛,我悲催地几乎欲趴在窗台对着那群游魂们痛苦嘶吼。求助下百度吧,据说他神马都懂,搜索答案是坐垫太低、骑行姿势不对和用力过度都可能是罪魁祸首。先在手机里做个备忘吧,明早起来再琢磨琢磨。辗转一夜,满脑子悲观情绪。理想很丰满,现实太他妈骨感了。早上7点钟,天色已亮,距离宾馆不远处顶上安着一个巨型大钟的电信大楼准时播放东方红乐曲,通知禄丰人民快点起床去为早日实现祖国现代化添砖加瓦,可我纳闷的是有这么多彻夜接待国内外贵宾的夜班服务人员他们的生物钟和准时朝九晚五的大老爷们应该是不一样的呀,谁来关心她们的疾苦和心声。我这个只求借宿一宿的外来游客管得也太宽了吧。好吧,反正大爷一夜几乎未合眼,并且这也关我P事,爱谁谁。我开始尝试和膝盖兄进行对话:兄弟,昨儿个肯定是我不对,我光顾着逞强,没有考虑你的感受,今天咱们好好聊聊,你有什么需求都说出来吧。我隐隐感觉到他的回复是希望我能低调些,最好是龟速前进,这样他才可能勉强配合。好吧,再不起床今晚恐怕是到不了楚雄了。我沮丧地呆坐于床沿,给膝盖上药,洗漱收拾。骑车离开宾馆去吃早餐时,天空乌云密布。我以对膝盖兄的承诺的速度缓慢骑行着,反正已经做好最坏打算,索性一路欣赏风景。禄丰至楚雄的这段路基本都在一个又一个的山谷里兜转。阴沉的天,偶有几缕调皮的光线透过厚厚的云层射在山谷里,小桥流水人家,古道西风衰货,慢悠悠的在旁人眼里显得老油条的骑行在这这宛如世外桃源般的溪谷中,倒也十分惬意。能前进就好,即便它确实很慢,我当下就是这么想的。蓦地,身后传来一阵熟悉的声音,一群从广东来的大学生骑行队从身旁结群而过,他们也去拉萨,但行程和我不同,我到楚雄,他们去黑井镇,寒暄道别后这群精壮的小年轻很快就消失于视线,当我缓慢地爬上一个坡顶时,又见到了他们,其中一位兄弟手指着黑乎乎的隧道口说,里头啥都看不见,我们怕你没有手电,所以等你。乱感动了一番。在他们的簇拥下,进入伸手不见五指的山洞里穿行,从亮处一下子进入暗处,其实即便是强光手电也没多大的用处,慌乱中总算骑出了这恐怖的空间。后来又接二连三地经过这种像黑洞似的隧道,不过之后是我一个人独行。我和他们的速度不同,应该说是相差太远。所以一早放弃结伴的念头,能有共同语言共同爱好相当的消费能力还要有匹配的体力,能从头结伴走到尾这该是多难得的缘分啊。谁也别去拖累谁,就让我独自继续骑着这只小毛驴去看戏吧。噩梦终于来临,蜜蜂箐隧道出现在眼前,我的乖乖,这么可爱的名字和如此恐怖的黑洞结合在一起,我晕。兄弟们,帮人帮到底,你们怎么可以因为我的不争气而如此残忍的抛下我呀。前面是无尽的黑暗,后面隐约传来大卡车的轰鸣声,没有方向感,只能凭着第六感在摸索,几次踉跄着要跌倒,完全失控,我勒个去乌云把整个山谷完全给笼罩住了,光线如同隆冬的黄昏一般,我停在路边换上冲锋裤披上雨衣,在森林里独自穿行,翻过垭口后忽然豁然开朗,阳光重现,雨也逐渐停了。膝盖兄,上午至今咱俩还算合作愉快吧,看到公路的指示牌再有一半的路程就要到楚雄了,给力哦!12:15,进入一家算得上窗明几净的路边餐馆准备进食,老板公热情地上前询问我要吃什么,我说吃面,他说小兄弟先坐坐很快就好,谁知真正话事的老板娘横空出现说木有面条,只能点菜,我看着满冰柜的食物完全没有胃口,就礼貌告辞了。我转身离去的那下,隐隐感觉到身后寒光一现,还有端坐在饭桌前可能是他们家媳妇儿那渴望且哀怨的眼神。我其实有点后悔,骑了一上午几乎只看到这家有提供饭食的,错过了这家店,那我的午餐是否就没有着落了?想想包里还有3条在昆明买的士力架和一包牛肉干,咽了咽口水,继续前行。半小时后,一个无名小镇横空出现,我挑剔地找了家永安羊肉店想吃碗热腾腾的羊肉面,这可是我一上午的心愿,看来马上就要实现了。而且这真是我们永安同胞开的店吗,他是否会以他乡遇故知的热忱边给我添上几块硕大的羊肉边满脸堆笑地说都是自己人不容易啊随便吃之类的话。显然,我想太多了。忙碌的老板既听不出有任何福建口音,甚至没有任何一位经商者应有的低姿态。而是满不在乎的问我有几个人。“抱歉,一个人的午餐没空做。”我可以说脏话吗?!太特么的愤愤不平了幸好还有一家脏乎乎的清真餐馆开门迎客,还是刚才大爷我没看上眼的。“羊肉面一晚多少钱?”我冷冰冰地问道。"4块。”这么便宜能吃吗?算了,仅此一家,别无选择。(奉劝诸位,凡事往往都有两面性,别被表面的假象所蒙蔽。)完全出乎意料的美味啊,且分量适中,色香味俱全。我都舍不得立即开吃了,一阵猛拍加微博风卷残云,坐在门口的椅子上思索昨晚@truthfree老弟的留言,说今天会有一段烂路要经历(他们称之为七里坡),上午没感觉有什么糟糕的体验,那想必就在下午的路上。预计还有40公里左右的路,掐指一算,即便我的时速仅达到6公里,再有6个多小时也该到楚雄了,现在时刻下午1点多,那应该最迟8点会到,正好天黑。平均时速6公里,不会这么悲催吧。不要有感性的烦恼!稻盛老先生的话在耳边响起。上路吧。(事实上一整天都没有经历什么明显的烂路,看来心态真的很重要,一旦背水一战,那什么都不是困难了)实在是太喜欢这段路了!虽然有不停地上下坡,但不算太难(看来鼓岭宦溪的反复训练没有白费哦)。午后充足的光线照在低垂的云层上,幻化出的阴影给远处的山脉染上变化的色彩,村庄、溪流点缀在无穷尽的翠绿之中。满山遍野栽种的烟草开出的花所散发出的香味弥漫在整个山谷之中,路旁几只超萌的牛牛无辜地和我深情对视。接着又偶遇几位逆行而来的车友,互致手势问好。感觉非常良好~最重要的是膝盖兄和我的配合越来越好,这完全可以感觉得出来。有时候,出现摩擦是难免的,但是如果大家都本着解决问的态度来对话,凡事都有转机。而若是任一方一意孤行,结果就是一拍两散。膝盖兄,我对您的感激之情无法言表,请受我一拜(呵呵,吃亏的还是你)。正当我满怀欣喜一路小跑之际,一个突如其来的画面闯入视线,心里一紧。右前方的路旁,有两位拾荒的老人背负着沉重的柴火步履蹒跚地相互搀扶行走着。我不忍心超越,缓慢地跟随在后,再一会索性停在路边,拿出相机跟着拍下这令人难过的画面。左侧的那位老人突然跌倒!那股瞬间强大的力量拽得另一位老人也向着她倾斜!我急忙骑上前去,一下子就看到了两张爬满了岁月痕迹充满着无助的脸。原来左侧跌倒的那位老人双目失明。右侧老人卸下身上的重担,去扶起那位跌倒的老人。但是她所卸下的担子实在是太重了而且捆扎得明显不牢,我急忙接过她的手替她扶着那捆由一堆废树皮和几个空矿泉水瓶组成的劳动成果,心想这能值几个钱啊。右侧老人哆嗦着把那根断了的绳子接上再放到失明老人的背上,可她一站起身绳子又断了。我手足无措地继续扶着那捆东西。她们笑着问我从哪里来要去向何方,她们说老表你应该骑着摩托车去,这样太慢。她们的方言我听得不是很懂,只好有一句没一句的回应着。我犹豫了一下,从车把包里取出日常备用的零钱,总共六十五块零两毛,我把钱塞到老人的手里,说这是我的一点心意,她愕然地想要拒绝但还是拽紧了钱,我说帮不上你们什么忙,希望你能接受。她跟失明的老人说了一些话,我实在不忍心看着那双溢出两行浊泪的残缺的双眼,为了缓解气氛,我说帮你们拍张照好吗,她们开始配合地看着镜头,我拍完后把相机递到她们的面前,失明老人羞愧地说看不见,我颤抖着手又把相机递到另一位老人的面前,她那看上去即便完好但显然已经严重老花的双眼想必也很难看清。“老表,我把钱分给她了,你看到的哦”我给的是一张50的整钱和几张10元以下的零钱,她把50留给了自己。我心里暗叹了一下,可以理解。看到失明老人快乐的表情和她身旁散落的柴火,我觉得是时候要走了。“你是个活神仙,老表...”,两位老人语无伦次地说着。我努力地把手中那捆柴火立定后,转身离去。身后留下两个伫立在原地目送我离开的孤单身影,我实在没有勇气去想象她们的未来。人都有命,她们属于她们口中说的可怜人。我日后如果失明,身旁会有一个搀扶着我的人吗?这个国家究竟要富裕到什么程度才能让人老有所养?温总胡总你们口中的和谐社会究竟在哪里?想太多了。继续前行。有一户人家在门口杀牛,我停下来跟他们点头示意后拿起相机拍了几张,被砍断四肢剥了皮的牛的尸体突兀地躺在地上,流淌的血汇成的沟上爬上了贪婪的苍蝇。我盯着那只牛隆起的肚子,反复拍了很多照片。这极有可能是一只怀孕的母牛!那家人被我拍的似乎不好意思,有两人停止手上熟练的活,走回屋内。单车缓缓地骑入楚雄州的沿江路,我好像记得@truthfree老兄当时的微博写到下榻的是在彝人古镇,那离这还有段距离,我停在红绿灯前向一摩的叔叔问路。一辆大巴在我跟前停下,下来了两位背着大包有着无敌年轻面庞的姑娘,我们对视了一下,忘了是谁先开口搭讪,总之愉快地在树下交谈了起来。我可是憋了几天没怎么跟人类好好交流过了。我可能说的太多了,和陌生姑娘第一次交流就这么兴高采烈的,这么唐突,一点也不像你给自己含蓄的大叔定位。朱小弟啊,朱小弟,本性难移的老朱小弟。树下合影,微博互粉,依依惜别。好像忘了说,认识你们很高兴---来自文山两位美女:@minmin熊和@黄瓜拌面酱。楚雄州的这条沿江路在黄昏时分应该是一天中最美的,干涸浑浊的护城河水一点也不有碍观瞻,一样是高原才有的低低的云层,草坪里散落的情侣们和敞开猥琐的肚皮惬意地晒着太阳的大叔们,远处逐渐进入眼帘颇具规模的彝人古镇,组成了一幕绝佳的风景画面。我把车子停靠在那根写着320国道的电线杆上,由近至远地拍了几张照片。彝人古镇,我来了。楚雄州政府的相关项目负责人想必在丽江束河古镇做过一番精心的考察,太他妈像了,除了招商没做好外(满大街充斥着缅甸玉器店和带有明显东南亚风情的经营人员),结果是引来了一堆又一堆的旅游团带领着一批又一批引颈待宰的倒霉蛋,像达叔之流的精明小资才不稀罕这地儿呢。古镇里很多店铺在转让,这和旅游旺季的现在显得格格不入。我选定了一家路段不错颇具规模貌似精品酒店的客栈,进内询价,前台姑娘说间原价270,特价120,我故技重施的扮可怜,结果实收80元每晚。酒店的硬件设施实在是太对得起这价格了,我美美地洗了个热水澡,再把洗好的衣服晒到二楼的阳台。背着相机轻装出门,先去药店买了瓶乐敦康眼药水(这两天额上混合着防晒霜的汗水大量流入眼睛导致眼睛充血模糊),吃了根忘了是伊利还是蒙牛的雪糕还在促销路演试喝了一口康师傅新上市的经典奶茶,打听到这家泡泡网吧的地址。再上传些照片就要下了,吃个晚饭或者宵夜喝几瓶啤酒回房睡觉。明天继续努力。7月8日,禄丰至楚雄,90公里。感觉良好。朱小弟,加油!8264这个论坛的贴子发表得好辛苦啊,照片只限3张,而且刚才一直提示我没有权限使用URL什么的,有人可以支招么?每天晚上写日记是个不好的习惯,大脑过于活跃,老睡不好,想起床看到外头天还没亮,更别指望能找到吃早餐的地儿,彝族人民过惯了夜生活,凌晨两点客栈附近酒吧里猜拳行令各种淫笑声不绝于耳。 云南的时差和福州至少有2小时。麻烦那位揉着睡眼有着水桶美腰的妹纸开了宾馆大门的锁,蹑手蹑脚地走在空无一人的古镇的街上,瞬间隐入这家刚阔别不到7小时的网吧。(对于无家可归有家不愿归的人来讲,网吧还真是好地方,看来我真是脱离大众生活太久了)再熬一小时,等看看哪家早餐店的老板最勤劳,能够像我一样有着睡得比妓晚起得比鸡早的苦逼的命。早安,楚雄!又是阴霾的天,逐渐恢复的体能带来轻松的心情。离开楚雄没多远的路上遇到了三位背包徒步前往香格里拉的广东妹纸,同是苦逼,拍照留念,互勉!看到了一只老的不成样子的宠物狗,瞎了一只眼,四肢蹒跚的走在路上,没来得及拍它的正面,心想咱家的狗狗到老的时候也会成这个样子。唉,岁月就是把***杀猪刀。平静孤独,快乐幸福,在这条没有行人的路上,永远年轻,永远热泪盈眶。一路音乐相伴,李逼万总周云蓬还有FLY哥哥的卡奇社,听到“达摩流浪者”这首歌时,恰好无意中看到320国道3000米的路牌。总是不停地在路牌上涂鸦的人们啊,您们到底想炫耀些神马**?!上午遭遇的大量上下坡路况还不算太难。坐在路边喝一口水,想起那天在公车上,我盯着一个在打盹的长腿姑娘看,向他们使了个眼神,老驼背缓缓地从口中吐出两个字:“so so”,不一会,雄哥一脸贱笑地跟着说:“just so so”想到明天就要到大理了,在微博上发了个言让喜欢明信片的兄弟姐妹们把地址私信或留言给我。在路边一家司机餐馆就餐,点了个辣椒炒肉要了罐啤酒,老板听说我要去拉萨,送了碗菜汤给我。坐在餐馆外闲扯的村民们对我这个怪异的外乡人显得很感兴趣,问长问短,我这不靠谱的旅行念头成了他们饭后最好的谈资。 一路上都在想着米饭,连吃了三天米线,怕怕。我对老板说别把饭装得太满怕吃不完浪费,结果却一口气来了个底朝天。途经一段铁路,看到铁轨旁的栏杆上披着很多旧裤子,颇为纳闷(这都是过铁路时不慎遇难者的遗物吗)。一辆火车刚呼啸而过,就看见有个牧羊人赶着羊群急匆匆地越过铁路,有两只小黑羊估计看对方不爽已经很久了,刚爬上路面就吵了起来,当场角斗,真逗!好路终于走完,准备爬坡之际,看到有个骑友靠在路旁休息,他来自青海,走完青藏线现在倒骑滇藏线,接下来还打算上北京进内蒙然后绕回家,他在色季拉山捡了个装备不佳的兄弟,那苦逼的辐条断了几根,现在后面推车。过了会儿,坡上又下来了位兄弟,从北京骑到拉萨现在还要再骑回去。唉,这年头,像我这样脑袋有病的人还真是不少。正当我们拍完照依依惜别之际,坡下骑上来了三位老外,跟我今天的目的地一样,普棚,还有34公里。众人因老外的出现显得格外激动,争相和那位大方妩媚的姑娘拍照。青海哥让我和老外一起走,并叮嘱说今天接下来的路全是以上坡为主的烂路,路上小心。(事实证明@truthfree兄弟前面说的七里坡应该就是这里,而不在昨天的路程,今天绝对是极度苦逼的一天)如果没有经历连续上坡令人崩溃的沮丧,是无法体会到在下坡路上御风而驰的快感。如果没有在暴晒下挥汗如雨最后体渴至极致,是无法想象左手拎着山寨冰棒右手握着正宗可乐再完全不顾吃相把头埋进西瓜里狼吞虎咽时的激动。老外们来自瑞士,大卫(哥 30岁)、雷迪霞(哥马子 30岁)、卢卡(弟 28岁),大卫和雷迪霞是单车环游世界者,在路上已经走了3年,来到中国7个月,去过广西、湖南等地。卢卡刚办了旅游证来中国,也跟着骑了1个月了。大卫和雷迪霞会说几句简单的汉语,卢卡基本上完全不会。我问大卫要骑往何方,他说老外无法获得西藏的证,只能去到丽江或者香格里拉。我说可知道丽江是中国的艳遇之城,他没听懂,我想了想,解释说是best one night stand city of china,雷迪霞在前面骑着听到这句话时回头看了我一眼,大卫遗憾地耸了耸肩,指着雷迪霞说:“她是我的美女”,我点了点头,大声地对雷迪霞说:“don`t care,just kidding”路上休息的时候,大卫说卢卡的膝盖受伤了,上坡路很痛苦,卢卡点点头,我说前两天也有类似的经历,后来通过调整好多了,卢卡说是因为以前踢足球时候的旧伤。卢卡卷起裤管的时候,我看到他的膝盖上贴着块膏药,我示意他把那杂牌坑爹的膏药撕下扔了,试一下我那神奇的magic spray,雷迪霞听到这个词语的时候,做了个要晕倒的姿势,难道她也听说过西门大官人曾经使用过的七步迷魂散。喷上药后,大卫感激地对我点头示意,继续上路。坑爹的上坡烂路使得骑行的时速只能保持6~7公里左右,雷迪霞开路,卢卡紧随其后,我和大卫收尾。由于他们的骑行速度明显略快过我,我很快就觉得累了,开始想念自己一个人骑行时的轻松惬意,于是,在他们停下拍照时,我不再等候迅速前行想甩掉他们,没一会,卢卡又追了上来,问我要不要吃一点甜品,我说随便,接着在一处有着开阔视野的悬崖边上,分享了他们行李里的面包。我主意已定,还是一个人走舒坦些,终于找了个机会不告而别,骑上一个逆光的坡时,在一颗大树下突然看见一个盘腿席地而坐的年轻人,身边放着一个大背包以及一本地图,我问他要去哪儿,他说要徒步前往大理,我说普棚离这不远,今晚可以考虑在那儿下榻,他摇了摇头说,能走到哪儿算哪儿,露宿是他的旅行方式。下了最后一个很长的坡后,进入普棚镇,这个镇子安静得异乎寻常,仿佛刚被鬼子洗劫过一般,几乎看不到什么年轻人,小镇上的居民好奇地打量着我后窃窃私语,我快速地把镇子骑了个遍确定了这儿只有两家简陋的旅社,在我决定去投宿村口的那家店时,在下坡拐弯处又遇见了这三个老外。唉,阴魂不散,就勉强凑合吧。我跟这三人走进了扬帆宾馆,老板说双人间每晚30元,三人间每晚40元,我说就要这两间吧(反正我喜欢自己一个人睡的踏实点)。老外们用瑞士语交头接耳了一番后,雷迪霞跑过来跟我说,如果要两个双人间,让卢卡跟我住,这样可以帮我省一点费用,我说也行。我用我的身份证登记了住宿并付清了所有房费,雷迪霞把他们的那份给我时我没有零钱找便少收了5块,她感激地说路上吃了我请客的西瓜和饮料已经很不好意思了,并问我要去吃晚餐吗,我说当然,她说那晚餐必须由他们来请客,我扬了扬眉头。我和大卫、卢卡走在前往觅食的路上,我说雷迪霞怎么还没跟上来,卢卡说她吃了一些糖果后就不吃晚饭了,大卫插了句她要减肥,卢卡不屑地说:“stupid think”我这劳累了一天,一心想喝点酒,又担心习惯了穷游的老外预算有限,我先问他们想吃什么,他们说由我来决定,我说这样子晚上我来请客,我们吃火锅喝啤酒,他们连连摇手说喝酒绝对是个好主意但是我请客是不对的。傍晚七点,普棚大部分的商店都在准备关门,吃了好几次闭门羹,最后在一家牛羊肉店找到吃的,老板娘说的话我听得不是很懂,我指手画脚地点了几道菜,让老外帮忙把桌椅搬到门外,再抱了一箱啤酒出来。镇上的小孩对我们很是好奇,摆出各种姿势让我们拍照后再过来围观相机的屏幕,开朗乐观的大卫跟他们玩得不亦乐乎,时而鬼脸时而怪异动作,腼腆斯文的卢卡则安静地坐在一旁。开喝之后,我们的话就开始多了起来,跟老外对话确实能迅速提高英语的口语水平,为了更好地进行交流,我带了平板电脑出来,一些无法表达的词汇要借助里面安装的翻译软件。他们学会了nice to meet u叫做幸会,还有cheers不能乱说有些中国人会理解为去死。我们干杯了more and more我问说德国的啤酒好喝那瑞士的啤酒如何,卢卡说一般般,但是欧洲啤酒度数普遍会高很多,他有时候喝一两升就要醉了,除了啤酒外他喝不了别的酒,墨西哥的塔基拉三杯倒,我笑着说可以试一下中国的二锅头,大卫插嘴说有52度,卢卡听了快晕过去。我们聊到了杰克凯鲁亚克的在路上,蝎子乐队的wind of change,他们很喜欢bob marley,他们欢快地唱的时候我也似懂非懂地跟着摇头晃脑地哼着。大卫说他和雷迪霞弄了个英法双语的网站),来记录他们的环球之旅,接下来会把和我在一起的经历写篇文章上传,他认真地在我的平板电脑里写下了那个网址。大卫会说好几国的语言,最擅长的是法语和意大利语。卢卡之前瑞士同时打四份工作,还是个私人健身教练,爱好广泛,滑雪、攀岩、网球样样精通。大卫说卢卡有个孩子得了类似crazy的躁狂症,他很痛苦,所以辞了工作来中国找他,卢卡点了点头。我说我对人生也充满疑惑,希望通过骑行能够想通一些事情。大卫指着面前的一碗炒饭问老板娘说要多少钱,答案是4块,大卫对我说其实人不需要过多的物质就可以过得很好了,他不想成为金钱的奴隶,这样的人生没有意思,我点头表示认同。有个酒鬼拎着酒杯在我们身边晃荡了一会后,突然搬了张凳子一屁股就坐在我的身旁,又拿起桌上的筷子欲伸向卢卡面前的食物,我急忙夺过他的筷子,直视他的眼神问他想干嘛,他说的方言我听不懂,我大声喊叫老板娘过来赶人,老板娘在远处畏缩地看着我们,我明白了这就是当地的一个地痞流氓。硬的不行就来软的,我迅速满脸堆笑地搭着他的肩膀说:“哥,我们今天刚骑行到这里在路边吃饭,来,抽支烟”,那酒徒没有接过我递出的烟,说了一句:“你在玩我是吧”(这句我倒是听懂了),我急忙继续媚笑地说:“哥,我今天在路上遇到这两个老外,他们环游世界来到中国,我英语不好急死我了,刚才多有得罪不要见怪”。接下来我用三寸不烂之舌终于让哥消了气,请哥抽烟陪哥喝酒让哥吃菜,酒徒其实倒也不是坏人,他也是因为好奇才接近我们,他说如果他那位上大学的儿子在家的话也可以像我一样和老外这么交流着。大卫和卢卡目瞪口呆地看着这一幕。末了,我跟他们解释了我和酒徒交手的过程,我说其实每个人都可能是坏人,也可能是好人,你自己眼中看到是什么人,他就会是什么人,一念成佛一念成魔。二人纷纷点头竖起拇指表示高见。这是个典型的只有留守老人和儿童的村镇。典型的中国特色下的社会现象。我提议玩些游戏,大卫立即兴奋了起来,怪声怪气地说起“剪刀石头布”,卢卡立即会意,他们演示了各个国家的“剪刀石头布”的说法(我还以为这是中国人自创的酒令,汗颜),我们接着又玩了猜左右手瓶盖有没有,轮到大卫做庄的时候,他身后围观的小孩想尽办法偷看他的双手,他一会钻到桌下一会把双手藏到衣服内,乐不可支。3个人,15瓶650ml大理啤酒,连同3盘牛肉3碗炒饭几个蔬菜一共126元。我悄悄地买了单。大卫和卢卡既激动又惭愧,问我打算在大理呆几天,如果有机会他们希望能在大理做东。卢卡把大卫的手机号码给了我,叫我无论如何要call他。人生有时候适可而止,我没想过还要再和他们聚首。满天星斗下,我们微醺着走回扬帆客栈,轮流洗澡。我感觉膝盖的伤已好得差不多了,就将剩余的云南白药喷雾给了卢卡。卢卡戴着头灯拿着本书说他有夜读的习惯,让我把灯关了好睡。我问他看的是不是lonely planet(这是老外来中国人手一本的圣经),他摇摇头说是一本关于信仰的小说。过了一会,我又说do you believe god,他犹豫了一会说从前信,现在不知道,他又补充了一句其实他是个基督徒。他反问我相信神吗,我说以前不信,现在开始有点信了。酒没喝透,似醉非醉,口干舌燥。并且整晚为了和老外对话,用脑过度,一闭上眼想的全是英语词汇。没睡好,悲催。二师兄的西游记(day 5)好不容易熬到天亮,卢卡还在熟睡。我蹑手蹑脚地把行李和单车搬到门外,开始洗漱、写笔记和整理行囊。还是阴霾的天。山里早晨的温度很低,我换上长袖速干衣骑车出门 0830,小镇的餐馆还没开门迎客,我在一家饼店里买了一个类似光饼的干粮,啃了几口,很干。一只趴在地上打盹的大黄狗很讨巧的走到我面前,可怜兮兮地看着我,我撕下几块碎饼扔得远远的,它高兴地跑过去叼着饼又跑回来蹲坐在我的车前。再经过一家蛋糕店时,我又买了半斤蛋糕挂在车把上。今天的目是大理。上关风,下关花,苍山雪,洱海月,一个传说中风花雪月的世界。遥想:大理城内夜幕低垂,慕容府中华灯初上,王姑娘刚被表哥训斥完回到房中闷闷不乐,正欲轻解罗衫上炕歇息,忽闻窗外一阵嚷嚷语嫣姐姐,在下乃来自福州之矮穷挫朱小弟,自幼爱慕姐姐,今来贵地求见一面,望留宿一宿,明早即走。王姑娘从门缝往外窥视,看见一衣裳不整胡子邋遢的汉子牵着一只破驴立于门外,心中不禁……途径祥云县时,先是走错路,懊恼不已,接着看到路边有家酸笋鸡餐馆,那个口水啊,进店后老板说最小一只三斤多你吃得完吗?出门后连找的三家饭店都是只做火锅,不接散客,气死我也!昨夜酗酒且失眠的缘故,今天感觉明显体虚。在野外做大完毕,通体舒爽,起身提起裤子时被山风一吹,冷汗直冒。感觉体渴得厉害,喝运动饮料也不顶用,看到路边有个卖梨的小摊,慌不迭把车子一丢,径直跑去买了一斤(6个小梨子),几乎是一口气全吃光,临走前我把车把上挂着剩余的3块小蛋糕给了那位卖梨的老伯,他非常意外,拿起几个梨子往我包里塞,我婉拒后飞车离去翻过最后几座山头,筋疲力竭。右膝后侧的韧带拉的很疼。我几乎是哭丧着脸进入大理市区,向人打听古城的方向,结果吓了我一跳,居然还有十几公里。远眺苍山,山顶上神奇地披着一层流动着的厚厚的白云。这就是传说中的苍山雪吗?美!一路上不停地问路、喝水、休息,这十几公里路骑了足足有一个多小时。洱海明显受到污染,岸边漂浮着大量藻类污染物。灰色的天,灰色的湖,我那疲惫的心情也是灰色的。过了洱海大桥,终于看到古城的指示牌,而且一出现就是相邻的两个,前面一个写着距离古城8公里,后面那个写着10公里,这坑爹的路牌,是不是有那个部门需要出来承担一下如此乌龙的责任?!驻足于古城南门外,原计划入住yha的三友客栈,结果接电话的姑娘没有给我带来好感。无意中看见路边有家驴窝驿栈,大堂里面人头攒动,进去一问单人间每晚90元,并且处于一楼单车可以放入房中,就这吧。一进入房间,还没来得及卸下行囊就四仰八叉地躺在床上,点了支烟。放松地感觉真是爽歪了!今天算是彻底把大爷我给骑垮了,浑身上下哪都痛。新增的烦恼包含但不局限:眼睛因进入大量混合着防晒乳的汗水而开始发炎、右膝后侧的韧带拉伤、菊蛋线彻底失守(菊花和蛋蛋之间的部位被磨破)老板,快把风花雪月四大美女都给我叫上来瞅瞅~躺了一会,心想还有很多事待办,还是挣扎着起来吧。洗漱完毕,带着相机轻装进城。久违7年的大理古城,没有感觉到明显变化,依旧是丽江的翻版。在德克士吃了份汉堡套餐,在邮局门口的报刊亭买了20张明信片,顺便打听了次日邮局开门的时间,接着去酒吧街溜达了一圈,临回去前又在烧烤摊吃了些东西。极度的疲累加上前几天的透支,美美地睡了一觉。二师兄的西游记(day 6 ) 二师兄的西游记(day 6 )看来昨晚睡前费尽周折地把屋内所能看见的七只蚊子给灭了是非常重要的,并且因为实在太累了而无法坚持走到古城内入住已预定好的处于酒吧街的青旅是对的,我只想好好地睡个觉,睡得死死的,任凭有劫匪入室来将我先奸后杀都浑然不顾。早上醒来完全放松地躺在床上,真特么的爽!我坐在驴窝客栈的院子里,像抄作业似的草草写了20封明信片,太久没写这么字了,歪歪扭扭像小学生的手笔。整理行囊时,拿出包里的ABC日用绵柔,一阵纠结今天到底要不要用上。出门没多久就碰到了一行4人的骑行队,两个来自北京目拉萨,两位来自珠海目德钦。都是大一的学生,不过已经找不到青涩的感觉了。和这几个九零后的小清新一起骑行,感觉话还行,他们对我这位大叔也颇为尊重。我觉得我好像成了那个不慎跌落悬崖的倒霉鬼川哥。阿德据说没骑多远就摔倒了,浑身伤痕累累。大理到丽江之间还没开通高速公路,简称为大丽线的国道上车流如织,各种污染物吸入肺中,狭窄的山道上险象环生。听他们说今天的目是120公里外的鹤庆,而不是我所了解的松桂。死猪反正不怕开水烫,爱哪儿哪儿。一整天上下坡,强度很大。这几位刚第一天上路的小伙子明显感到亚历山大。好在最后以连续下坡七公里作为行程的结束曲,令已经苦逼了一整天的大伙儿都非常满意!并且几乎所有人都刷新了自己的骑行最高速度,我的瞬间时速是59.92。下榻松桂某超值客栈,有着洁白的床单和无限量的热水,每位仅收十元!晚餐AA制解决,点了一份羊肉火锅,尽享口舌之欲。喝了几瓶啤酒,话涉及风月,众人乐不可支,一天之疲乏消失殆尽。二师兄的西游记(day 7)国道边的旅馆日后真是不能住的,轮胎声、喇叭声、甚至是吵架声,彻夜不绝于耳,又是一夜无眠,苦!这一路至今,只有一晚的睡眠是正常的。不过,体能逐渐适应倒是个不争的事实。菊蛋线经过伤口清道夫的修复已有明显好转,膝盖或韧带也基本没太大问,我是不是已经成功晋级了?! 五人行一路嘻嘻哈哈,独乐乐和众乐乐都别有乐趣。今天将要抵达丽江。艳遇之城,妹纸们,你们都准备好迎接帅哥了吗!?本以为很轻松的路程,结果还是不停地翻山越岭,下午四点左右终于抵达丽江古城。一阵突如其来的短时暴雨使我们的队伍小慌乱了一番。雨后的彩虹悬挂在古城上空。在雄哥的远程连线帮助下,以每人100元的价格入住位于四方街半山观景台的胡思年月客栈,老板阿鬼来自福州(同福州胡思年月酒吧),和蔼可亲接待到位,末了还亲自带我们前往美味可口的黄焖鸡餐厅。六人正式出发前的会师宴,自然少不了一番豪饮,北京的帅小伙阿彭还没等到上菜就喝挂了,同是北京来的小酒窝喝了4瓶左右也挂了,珠海小伙子倒是酒量不错,最后还要求我必须要带他们去酒吧寻找艳遇。顺道在四方街的樱花屋要了一个靠窗的卡座,猜枚跳舞。没有美女,没有收获。深夜,微醺的我们踩着古城的青石板一路发着牢骚回到客栈。酒精的作用下,我连衣服都没脱倒头就睡。据说还可耻地打了呼噜。二师兄的西游记(day 8)依然是7点钟准时醒来,阿德和小廖在另一张大床上熟睡着。看看浴室镜中的自己,皮肤松弛胡子拉渣,尤其是眼袋部分被晒伤后变得十分松弛,终于彻底暴露了岁月在我身上施暴过的痕迹。已经完全是个大叔形象了。看来养尊处优和餐风露宿的面容确实是完全不一样的,即使这才经历了几天而已,心里暗叹了一声。今天要在丽江好好休整一天。要做的事情还很多:洗衣服;给单车保养上油;买支抗皱紧实的眼霜、晒后修复面贴膜和芦荟凝胶,然后在风景绝佳的客栈里做做肌肤护理。顺便再给亲们寄出来自艳遇之城的明信片。先在庭院里泡了会茶,看了看微博,结果居然收到一位姑娘同游虎跳峡的同城邀请,我回复她说今天很忙。将脏衣服放入洗衣机后,拿着相机四处觅景,信步走上雄哥口中有着绝佳视觉效果的二楼观景屋,整个古城尽收眼底。真是美啊!似乎始终与我无缘的艳遇之城。观景屋有两台电脑可以上网,我嬉皮笑脸地把两位正在不知疲倦地打着游戏的其中一位小女孩给哄骗走(我说只借用一会),结果我赖在那儿两三个小时都还没走,她百无聊赖地趴在弟弟身旁的木桌上打盹。终于,她那可爱的弟弟对着我说:叔叔,你可以让她玩一会电脑吗?抱歉,小朋友,大叔我也想下了,你们家的网络太卡,我要去网吧呆上一会。顺便邀上阿德一同去吃午餐。大雨中,在邮局买了要由丽江寄出的明信片,在银行ATM取了些钱,经过那家有着难忘回忆的361度专卖店(6年前的美好回忆),在川菜店吃了酸菜鱼,在某家大型超市买了上述的保养品和一些补给品。二师兄的西游记(day 8 补充)五一街的小酒吧文艺气息浓厚,初哥的扯淡屋也开在其中,无数次听到雄哥提及,今晚抽空请客栈老板鬼哥带路前往。扯淡屋没有店招,隐匿于五一街末段,面积20平米不到,一楼以歌手表演为主,二楼可以泡茶和观影。这儿的酒水没有价,随善功德。初哥去了拉萨没有见着,店里只有一位来自广西的替班歌手阿峰和另一位阳光可爱的大学生姑娘。顾客进进出出,三三两两,看不出有谁是真心喜欢这地方或是在认真地听歌,大部分都是过来拍照发微博装个逼。阿峰整晚几乎都唱着许巍的歌,很投入,唱得很有味道。我点了一首阿或姑娘喜欢听的我思念的城市,也映衬出自己的心情。我思念的城市已是黄昏为何我总对你一往情深曾经给我快乐 也给我创伤曾经给我希望 也给我绝望我在遥远的城市 陌生的人群感觉着你遥远的忧伤我的幻想我在遥远的城市 陌生的人群感觉着你遥远的忧伤我的幻想风路过的时候 没能吹走这个城市太厚的灰尘多少次的雨水 从来没有冲掉你那沉重的忧伤你的忧伤 像我的绝望那样漫长风路过的时候 没能吹走这个城市太厚的灰尘多少次的雨水 从来没有冲掉你那沉重的忧伤你的忧伤 像我的绝望那样漫长二师兄的西游记(day 9) 离开丽江,一样阴霾的天。从北门坡往拉市海的方向骑行,路上遇到来自贵州的阿陈,顺手把他给捡了。原计划一天的行程结果半天左右就快跑完了,人多也有好处啊,你追我赶的,平路都飚到了48km/h(瞬间速度而已,别误会)。刚进入虎跳峡的这段路正在修路,塞车绵延长达几公里,我们在拥堵的车流里上窜下跳,呼啸而过,十昏拉轰!阿陈、我和阿德三人先行杀出重围,在大桥上等候还困在里头的其他骑友。途中休息,偶遇玉龙雪山,海拔5000多米的顶峰在云中若隐若现。下午沿着虎跳峡而上,眼看着浑浊湍急的金沙江水咆哮而下,为了减少明天的强度(要上到海拔3000多),今天多爬了二十几公里的上坡路,绝对令人崩溃的最后五公里,众人蹲坐在路旁的小卖部,一边喝着一瓶三块钱的山寨百事可乐,一边欣赏着阿德哥那肿胀的旧伤口和今日新添加的晒伤后的水泡,猥琐的小酒窝躲在一旁用他手中的相机记录下幸灾乐祸的我们。夜宿宝山客栈,小廖哥言中有着村长风范的老板长着与我颇有几分相似,晚饭时他身着民族服装端着泸沽湖特产的白酒为我们献上歌曲。客栈的浴室在国道另一边的房子里,我被漏电的门把电了一下后摸黑走出那个充满灵异幻想的院子,再冒着生命危险穿越暗黑的国道走回客栈房间,哎哟刚才似乎没穿外裤,万一发生车祸横死街头那死相可真是不雅。今天路上又捡了一个来自贵州的精壮小伙子阿陈,这家伙有着足够强壮的身体和愿意担当的精神,很快就被公推为新一任领导人,不知道这位新上任的老板对我这位满口脏话不思进取的落后分子有神马看法。但是自从他来后,我又恢复了抽烟的不良习惯。明天一早出发,预计傍晚之前会到达那个消失的地平线。再次勾起我六年前的美好回忆,你好!香格里拉。屋外下着大雨,不愿冒雨前往客栈的公用厕所,就站在阳台对着花圃随便解决了一下。重新回到屋内,趁睡意还未完全来临之前细细观察了一下这个每位仅收费十元的房间,洁白的床单,四个屋角都非常对称的落满了蜘蛛网,我睡的床位旁的窗帘后至少有数百只形状各异的昆虫尸体,窗外虎跳峡的金沙江水涛声依旧。依旧迟迟无法入眠。操!赞赞赞赞转载(2)二师兄的西游记(day 10)刚走出客栈大门,就看见山间雾气弥漫,路旁野花盛开,林里晨鸟低语,谷底江水咆哮,宛如仙境一般的通往香格里拉之路。出了虎跳峡镇后,连续上坡40几公里,海拔上升到3400米。满视野的高山草甸风光,云雾,野花,森林,流水,村庄,迷失在这诗画般的香格里拉大峡谷。17:00左右,抵达香格里拉县,直奔独克宗古城,yha的庭院里坐着很多貌似情趣高雅的姑娘,不过可惜已经没有房间了。改投这家有着超级无敌阳光房大庭院的亚那青波客栈,双人间每晚100元,在当下旅游旺季,这种价格令我颇为意外。莽撞的阿德哥无知者无畏,一路抛下我们绝尘而去,结果走丢了。我和小廖哥在放置好行李后只好又拖着疲惫不堪的身子骑车出来找他。阔别六年,独克宗古城还是老样子,没啥变化。坐在旅馆对面新开张的火锅店里,吃着六年前同样点的那道菜,松茸炖土鸡。物是人非,六年来太多变化。众人酒足饭饱之后各自离场。([]
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