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肩上背的手上挂的怀着某种急切的、甚至忐忑的心情,一层一层地打开自家的门。一切依旧,除了门口的一层薄薄的灰尘。放下行李,打开窗户,眼睛在日历上停留了片刻,那是出行时的日期——4月1日。我有点费力地一迭迭地撕,直撕到今天的日子——5月1日。它明我的自驾游已经走了一个月,或确切地说走了31天。 旅行是一种生活方式。 有一种风景具有长久的磁性的迷惑力,有一种文化会使我们更易于接受自然界的的诱惑,有一种向往自由的心使我们更敏感于刻板生活的窒息。于是就有了间歇性的、类似病理性的反应,轮回式地隔段时间去走走,去发泄,去观察,去欣赏,等等。 例行文字: D1:福建省宁德市七都 D2:福建省泉州市开元寺、清净寺、洛阳桥、安平桥 D3:厦门鼓浪屿、南普陀、海滨浴场 D4:田螺坑土楼 D5:路上,晚宿广州市 D6:黄埔军校旧址、开平碉楼、赤坎镇 D7:路上,晚宿三亚市 D8:亚龙湾海滩、三亚湾海滩 D9:尖峰岭、天涯海角 D10:三亚湾 D11:博鳌、文昌市、海口市 D12:买轮胎、路上,晚宿北海市 D13:北海银滩、红树林 D14:明仕田园、德天大瀑布 D15:通灵大峡谷 D16:阳朔西街 D17:漓江漂流、月亮山 D18:大榕树、象鼻山,晚宿三江县 D19:肇兴侗寨 D20:荔波小七孔桥 D21:西江苗寨 D22:镇远 D23:路上,晚宿梵净山农家乐 D24:梵净山 D25:凤凰 D26:张家界袁家界、天子山 D27:张家界金鞭溪、黄龙洞 D28:路上,晚宿恩施梭布垭石林景区 D29:荆州古城 D30:钟祥市明显陵夜宿婺源 D31:兰溪市诸葛村——回家 全程的第一张照片,记录我的新车公里数:3138KM 全程的最后的一张照片,记录车至朋友家门口的公里数:12103KM。12103-3138=8965,也就是说我们大约自驾游走了九千公里。 在梅州市至广州市的高速公路上堵车1小时,始有了我的新车菲亚特/菲翔的首拍照片,是它的优良性能保证了旅途的安全。 本次出游共4人:醉翁之意,即我,全程驾驶员;翁嫂,拙妻,刚拿到驾照,尚不能跑高速,只能作紧急情况下的备用力量;我的一位老友许先生和他的妻子(按照网络上的习惯,我正考虑给他们取个网名)。现在应早点进入正,其他的有关旅行中的实用性建议或经验教训等将在后续部分添加或补叙。第1天福建省宁德市七都4月1日由于一些琐事的延搁,我们直至下午1点钟才动身。心里想,筹划了这么久的计划终于去实行了。心一直为禁锢所苦,这下子轻快了,自由在前方指引。下午才从温州出发,跑不了多远,最远可到福州。但我对大城市毫无兴趣,从一座钢筋水泥跑到另一座钢筋水泥,有什么意义呢。且中国的城市大都千人一面,有特色的寥寥无几。闽北是温州的门槛,太姥山已去了两次,福鼎市也买过水产。想起上次看朋友手机上的一张照片,那是涂滩,河图洛书般的天书图案,抽象美啊。朋友告诉我那是宁德市的七都,今天就冲着去七都。5点钟到了七都,顺着沿涂滩的公路,雨势渐大。打伞去问渔家,他说拍摄点正在这附近,只是现在是退潮时间,要到潮水涨到半淹涂滩上的栅栏时才好看。我问,那会是几点呢?他笑着说,得明天11点。哇哈,等不及了,看来我不是摄影中人,没这份耐心。胡乱拍了几张“舟自横”的照片,就去宁德市投宿了。 回温州后,我给我的一位热爱摄影的同学通了个电话。他说在七都摄影要侯天气、时间和潮水,要登上附近的山头,下面是他拍摄的照片,你看多美啊。 第2天 开元寺、清净寺、洛阳桥、安平桥 说城市都千人一面也不尽然,比如说这泉州。当红砖白窗低层楼房初入眼帘时,你会眼睛一亮。但当大片的连街倒巷满目红砖屋出现在眼前时,你真有说不出的诧异,疑为进入异域。在这有着海上“丝绸之路”起点之称的,有着世界性文化沉淀的“海滨邹鲁”的回光返照下,我驱车到了开元寺。 曾在唐开元26年,唐玄宗下令在凡因战争而造成重大伤亡的地方建寺,以超度亡灵,寺均以“开元”命名,因此全国以“开元寺”命名的寺不知其数。 开元寺是福建省最大的寺庙,建于唐武则天垂拱二年((686年) 寺庙两侧为东西两塔,高40米,是泉州市的象征和志。塔为石塔,周身有点发黑,显现沧桑。 下为佛教中大名鼎鼎的菩提树 一代高僧多才多艺的弘一法师李叔同在泉州弘法修持是最长的。丰子恺、潘天寿均为其门下,下面的歌词即为丰子恺抄录。([]
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链接: D1~D6 黔南:荔波,茂兰,小七孔,怎雷水族村寨 D7~D9 黔东南:高排苗寨 D10-~D11 黔东南:车江侗寨,大利侗寨 D12~D13 黔东南:朗德上寨,雷山县,乌东寨 D13~D17 黔东南:西江苗寨,鼓藏节,雷山苗年游行,新桥苗寨,陶尧斗牛 D18~D19 黔东南:镇远 D20~D21 黔东南:三门塘侗寨,隆里古城 D22-D23 黔东南:地扪侗寨,黎平天生桥,翘街 D25-D27 黔东南:肇兴,八寨一山,堂安 D28-D29 黔东南:岜沙苗寨,黄岗侗寨 D29-D30 黔南:都匀,天落水 D31 贵阳:花溪公园 D31 贵阳:青岩古镇黔西南 D32 黔西南:安顺屯堡 D32 黔西南:本寨屯堡 D32 黔西南:云山屯 D33 黔西南:格凸河D34黔西南:格凸河——中洞线路D34黔西南:中洞苗寨D35黔西南:中洞-望谟D36黔西南:安龙D37黔西南:兴义马岭河峡谷D38黔西南:兴义万峰林D39-40黔西南:花江峡谷 悬索公路桥D41: 织金洞D42:贵阳D43:贵阳黔灵山…… 几乎没有过渡的,列车穿过几个隧道后,窗外的风景就从满眼青山直接跳转到满眼房子。守着贵州群山之中珍贵的几块平坝子的贵阳,正像一群快速繁殖的菌落,极尽所能的把建筑安插到山间平地上的每一处缝隙。 跟中国所有城市火车站一样,贵阳火车站站前人头攒动。快速通过鱼龙混杂的广场,挤公交,到长途汽车站,买票,转身登上去往荔波的车……一路都没停下。甚至在公交车上都因为是站着,没能瞅一眼窗外的街市长什么样,只看见了堵了一路的汽车。在我的计划中,贵阳排在行程的末尾,作为旅途最后的休闲游。现在它只是一个中转站。 开往荔波的车程中,富有喀斯特地貌特点的尖头山峰在云雾中若隐若现。路边偶尔闪过几块路牌:凯里,都匀,三都,榕江……这些地方在数日后将是我的目的地。 车载音响一直放着连我这样大俗的人都受不了的大俗网络歌曲,尽管我努力想靠看风景和睡觉来“选择性失聪”,但那神作般的歌词和曲调还是顽强的灌进耳膜,胁迫我感受着男猪女猪的撕心裂肺死去活来。终于,一阵熟悉的旋律响起--《爱情买卖》!曾经不屑一顾的神曲此刻听起来如此亲切。 音乐承载记忆。在熟悉的音乐中,记忆自动回放,心中的忧郁小情怀便泛滥开来……去年今日,我也许正缩在办公室电脑前,耳机里放着随机播放的爱情买卖,屏幕上一个窗口CAD一个窗口浏览器,鼠箭头指着最小化,以防领导随时来袭……此时此刻,我眼前是前排椅背上的“XX医院专治男科”,旁边座位上是一位打瞌睡的老伯,随着车身的摇晃时不时把脑壳靠到我肩上…… 带点孩子气的离开看似的安稳,转而上路去寻找可能只是虚空的所谓理想。下一次听爱情买卖时,我会在做什么,找到自己想要的了吗?还是又重新回到电脑前画着一道道线偷着看网页…… 纠结的我,沿着纠结的我制定的纠结的路线,开始了在贵州的纠结旅行。 只是想试试。 行程:荔波县-茂兰-怎雷水族寨-高排苗寨-榕江县-车江侗寨-大利侗寨-雷山县-乌东寨-西江苗寨-雷山鼓藏节-镇远-三门塘侗寨-锦屏县-隆里古城-地扪侗寨-黎平县-肇兴-从江-岜沙苗寨-黄岗侗寨-都匀-贵阳花溪-青岩古镇-安顺-天龙屯堡-云峰八寨-紫云格凸河-中洞苗寨-望谟县-安龙县-兴义-花江峡谷-北盘江峡谷-关岭-织金洞-贵阳第一站:黔南,荔波tips:交通:公路,贵阳金阳客运站有到荔波的班车,车程约4小时;坐火车要到荔波西边的麻尾站下,从麻尾到荔波途中就可顺路去大小七孔。住:因为旅游的兴起,县城里各种档次的酒店旅馆都有,不难找。我住的是出车站左拐100米左右的茂兰宾馆,间一百,房间很大,还有一台自动麻将桌。前台可以问询前往茂兰保护区旅游的事宜。吃:车站外马路对面桥头的步行街晚上有夜排档,往里走到榕树脚周边也有几家餐馆。另外在县城点的广场边上有条餐饮街,有烤鱼,杨梅汤。玩:茂兰,车站有很多发往茂兰方向的车,从永康方向进入,车程约1小时到景区大门的尧古村。村中有住宿客栈。保护区很大,景区开发的几个景点之间距离都很远,不想走路的话可以包面包车或摩托车。走路的话一天时间足够从尧古边走边玩到五眼桥住宿,一路上都有村庄人家,主要路口有指示牌,不用担心迷路。尧古-洞塘-五眼桥一线主要景点:石上森林,布依村寨,尧所古桥,水上森林,青龙潭青龙瀑,九洞天穿洞群,原始森林……建议用两到三天慢慢感受喀斯特峰丛的魅力。回程可就近从五眼桥附近的巴克检查站搭过路车回荔波县城。小七孔,荔波车站坐车,20分钟一班,金杯面包车居多。中间回会经过大七孔景区。小七孔景区里就没什么好说的了,坐景区观光车来往于各个景点。 D12011年10月26日午后到荔波,没出车站,直接买票去茂兰保护区。趁等车的空隙在候车厅边上的粉店要了碗米粉。第一次吃这种扁宽形状的粉略感新鲜,哪想后来这种米粉伴随了我大半个旅程,吃的都要吐了。到茂兰保护区大门口的尧古村只要半个多小时车程,下车前班车师傅热心的为我指点了路边的一处农家客店。进堂屋大门,两位坐在小凳上聊天的老阿婆停下来,转头疑惑的望向我。“老人家,你们这里可以住宿的撒?”我自以为用四川话就可以走遍贵州,还能增添一些亲切感。两位老人冲我呵呵笑了,但显然没有听明白。慢慢用普通话又复述了一遍后,一位老人用方言向屋里喊了几句,另一位戴着老花镜的阿婆循声从里屋走出来,“#@%*…住宿啊#¥%……”其他没听懂,好歹听见了关键词,看样子应该是她家的店了。去楼上客房住下,这里客房很多,只是因为淡季,空荡荡的楼层里就只有我一个人住。 尧古是个布依族的小村子,沿路修的新房就跟广大中国农村的房子一样,方方正正没有表情的方盒子。远离公路的一侧,几十栋破旧的干栏式木房错落着挤在一起,两口水塘映出它们苍老的面孔。天气阴冷,飘着毛毛雨,村中的小巷里都见不着人,只有从隔音不好的木房里透出的电视声锅碗瓢盆声说明生活还在继续。 对于大部分游客观光者来说,“屋没有不破的,墙没有不斜的,人没有不老的”的景象可能是个不错的摄影材,可在世代在此居住生活的村民眼里,这些破旧意味着生活的穷困。他们很不解:“大城市这么好,这里这些破房子有什么看头?”贵州常见的阴阴天加上灰暗的老木楼,让拍出来的照片都是一片灰调子 雨下大了,索性回屋去找那三位阿婆聊天,虽然能听懂的不多。阿婆们正在做手工,用当地的土布缝被单。碰巧停电,她们搬着小板凳坐到大门前,借着天光,在布上缝出一道道褶皱来拼成各种花纹图案。“做这个很麻烦呢#¥&*@…要做大半年呢#!¥…缝完还要染色呢%¥…现在年轻人都不愿做了呢……”阿婆热情的向我介绍着,我吃力听着报以微笑。屋外,小雨淅沥沥的背景音中,除了偶尔的鸡鸣狗吠再也没有其他声音。屋里,三位老人的话因为我这个难得的倾听者变得多了起来,尽管大部分情形是:她们说话,我听不懂,呵呵笑着换下一个话;我说话,她们听不懂,笑笑,转下一个话……一个下午就这么过去,不用考虑时间不用着急行程,让光阴在谈笑间悠然划过……一阵嘈杂声及时打断了我又要泛滥的小情怀。来电了,阿婆的孙子放学回家迫不及待的打开电视,奥特曼与美少女战士混搭出来的粗劣动画片正激情上演。阿婆一边收拾东西一边招呼我过去,用手指指嘴。哈哈,这个我懂——“吃饭去!” D2 2011年10月27日下午四点半,轻装走完青龙潭,在溪边坐着休息。看着茂密的树幽蓝的水听着轰鸣的瀑流清脆的鸟鸣,人仿佛被大自然纯净的气场包裹着,普通青年瞬间就变文艺青年了,想写点什么的心情自然而然涌上来。独坐溪旁,回忆整理…… 早晨出门,雨还下着,经过茂兰保护区大门,工作人员都还没上班。看着那块着票价的牌子,一边默念“其实我不想逃票”,一边加快脚步进入景区,沿公路前行。果真是淡季么,一路上人影都难碰见一个,连那些在大地上像波浪般大起大落的喀斯特峰丛们都把头埋进云层里打瞌睡,只留个半身给我看,却也显出些灵秀的姿色。雨下的不小,撑开伞直接架到头和背包之间,心中还飘出些许雨中漫步的小情趣。随着鞋子、裤子、上衣的逐一潮湿,浪漫转化为对这鬼天气的抱怨,加快脚步,祈祷早点找到户人家避避雨。在一个叫董歹的路边小村走进一间小卖店躲雨,男老板不仅搬出凳子,还邀请我与他共进早餐。人家这么热情我也不好意思干坐着,顺手买了包一块钱的饼干还个人情。一口饼干下去,口感奇异,就像屋外潮湿的天气。雨小了,继续上路。公路沿着峰丛中的洼地低谷绕行,串起被群山隔出来的一个个山间平坝。在“平地如金”的喀斯特山区,只要是稍微平坦一点的谷地,都会被开辟成一块块田地,如彩色的拼图镶嵌在挺拔的山峰之间。有田就会有村庄,每穿过一段山林,眼前还被树枝灌木遮挡时,耳朵里就已经听的到回荡山间的鸡鸣狗吠,提醒我前方又将与一座世外桃源不期而遇。人和自然,一个耕种平地一个守护山峰,一个收获粮食一个带来苍翠和清新。清秀如黛的山水正是人与自然共生共荣的最好证明。中午,正走的双肩酸痛膝盖发软,一辆面包车停到我面前,一位广东风味的老伯从副驾驶探出头:“朋友,去哪里……”“就去前面五眼桥,搭个顺风车行不?”“欢迎欢迎……”欢迎?这是什么说法。上车落座,发现后排坐了四五位抱着长枪短炮的老伯。“呵呵,你们拍照哇?”我无话找话。前排招呼我上车的老伯转过头来:“小伙子一个人出来啊,厉害厉害。”第一句话听得我很荡漾。“小伙子我和司机商量了下,就收你二十元车费吧……”呃,看来我和他们对“搭车”这个词汇的理解有分歧,二十块的车费也是赤裸裸鄙视我狂走一上午的劳动成果。找了个“想下车拍照”的理由,果断下车,继续虐待肩膀膝盖。话说回来,在车上看风景也就是一闪而过,只有行走其中,才能慢慢品味风景的美嘛……花了两个小时到五眼桥,寻个农家乐放下包,去附近的青龙瀑走走。沿着溪谷边的石板路向下游走,一路藤蔓交错怪石嶙峋。雨后的一切很是清新,石头上附生的苔藓翠绿可人,恨不得拽一把回去炒个菜吃。空气也有一股湿润的味道,假想着漂浮的一个个大大的“O2”“O2”被吸进肺里就顿觉畅快。景点里没有一个人,我算是包场游。一路拍照一路闹走到青龙瀑布,瀑布巨大的轰鸣声马上掩盖住了我的叫声。河水在陡崖上汇聚成汹涌的激流,一头扎入十米之下的一潭碧水中,水雾四散。瀑布下这拥有迷人的天蓝色湖水的深潭就是青龙潭,要是夏天到此,想必没有多少人能抵挡住湖水的诱惑而纵身跃入吧。D3 2011年10月28日雨雨雨……早晨起床看窗外都没下雨,马上要出门上山了就又下起来了。幸好今天主打洞内项目,影响不大。今天要去的黑洞神仙洞九连天三个溶洞彼此相隔很近,都分布在半山腰上。溶洞规模都不大,也有些破坏,但对初识溶洞的我来说,第一次钻进黑乎乎的地下世界是很新鲜的体验,而且这几个未经灯光修饰,保留着一些原始和神秘的洞穴也增添了探洞的刺激,每当头灯的光线照亮那些黑暗中奇形怪状的石笋,石钟乳,石幔时,都能体会到发现的乐趣……这里的洞穴沉积物虽然比不上著名溶洞景观,却也算为我上了一堂洞穴入门课。下午,坐车回到荔波县城。雨停了,天空虽然还遍布黑云,但雨后的透彻让人能清晰的望见环绕耸立在县城四围的群山;樟江绕城而过,平静的水面倒映着这座江边小城的休闲气质。傍晚,夜市兴盛,烤鱼、火锅的香味轮番勾引着食欲。可惜独身一人吃锅火锅未免太过奢侈,只能还走进车站旁边那家粉店,抱碗米粉暗自神伤。洗洗睡吧……D42011年10月29日小七孔离荔波县城不远,但小七孔景区的票价却离这大山腹地好远。在中国要分辨一座景区是不是世界遗产地,单从票价上就基本看得出来。老天看在我这次没逃票的面子上,终于让休息了几天的太阳露面了。进大门第一个景点是小七孔古桥——经常出现在杂志媒体上的小七孔志性景观就是它了。顾名思义有七个桥孔的石桥跨在说不清是绿还是蓝的水面之上,桥头一棵老树枝繁叶茂老藤缠绕,泛出些秋天的颜色,确实很入画。这幅画面已经被拍滥了,但既然来了,还是完成任务一样的举起相机,拍下基本雷同的照片,证明到此一游。千姿百态的水是小七孔景区的主,景区的游览公路和步道就沿着山谷里的一带碧水修建,一路跌水瀑布不断。正值周末,加上小七孔名声在外,景区里游客很多,习惯了前几日“包山”“包水”的专场游,现在要面对经常窜入镜头的人头很有些不适应。水上森林,一段有点坡度的溪流中长出的树林,所谓“树在水上,水在林中”,如果用相机慢门拍摄,会出现银白色的丝缎在茂密的林中缠绕穿行的画面。因降雨涨起来的溪水淹没了林中的一些步道,需要脱鞋涉水。难得一次亲近自然地机会让人们兴奋异常,即便深秋的溪水已经冰冷刺脚也愿意在水里多站一会嬉笑拍照。卧龙潭,远远透过树林的缝隙瞥见潭水的颜色就被hold住了。尽管曾经的小水电开发在潭口留下一道人工的堤坝,但这丝毫不影响卧龙潭的惊艳。潭水漫过弧形的石堤,在石壁上摊开成一挂优雅的百褶裙,前几天的降雨让每一道“褶皱”饱满圆润,从容坠落。而百褶裙后面那潭水色更让人词穷,就像兑进去无数瓶“湖蓝”颜料,蓝的失真。鸳鸯湖,光从岸上看,湖水似乎比不过卧龙潭,只有坐船深入,才能体会出它的独特。和码头管理员磨了半天嘴皮子,才同意让我一个人划一条船。划过一片开阔的水面进入湖深处,发现这里面别有一番天地:两岸茂密的植被茂密,水道时宽时窄纵横交错,要不是时常遇见别的游船我都要担心会有迷路的可能。转过几个小岛,几棵大树在镜面一样的湖水中静立,水色随着湖底深浅和光线明暗不断幻化,颇有些魔幻世界的调调。天钟洞,愿爬到半山腰上看溶洞的游客不多,等满十个人才有个讲解员带入洞。洞中游览路线不长,洞中的沉积景观也无非被讲解员包装成大象狮子美女人脸之类。镇洞之宝是一柱浑圆粗壮的石笋,像口大钟稳稳扣在洞厅中央。远远看着石笋和旁边渺小的游客,暗暗感叹时光的力量。回程车上,迷糊中听得前排女声问司机小吃街云云,惊醒,跟着跳下车。遂于同为独自出行的游者搭上话,AA烤鱼杨梅汤,大快朵颐……原来我也是个吃货。D5 2011年10月30日在去往三都县都江镇颠簸的中巴车上,售票大姐得知我要去怎雷村,特地介绍了车上一位回怎雷村的小伙给我认识。小伙是苗族,在浙江打工好几年,普通话说得不错。已经3年没有回过家的他对于家乡的近况也不是太清楚,这次回家是为了过农历十一月里苗家十三年一次的盛大鼓藏节,杀猪,斗牛,跳芦笙……小伙描述的过节场景听的我心神向往。“结婚了吗?”小伙腼腆一笑,指了指车前排。“结了,在前面坐着呢,一个寨的。”“以后准备就呆在城市里还是回来呢……”“恩……回来吧……”他略一沉吟,“老家空气好啊……”小伙笑着转过头,望向窗外河谷里静静流淌的都柳江。 都江镇坐落在都柳江河谷半山腰上,因坡度大,公路在镇上折了好几个“之”字。帮那对小夫妻搬着行李爬上最上一层街道,强烈的民族风一下子扑面而来。正逢镇上赶集,周边村寨的村民都前来“赶场”,晃动着各种花花绿绿民族服饰的街道格外热闹。跟还要在镇上逛街访亲戚的小夫妻告了别,转身去寻找去怎雷的面包车。 我这身冲锋衣和背上的大包在人群中格外扎眼,周围的乡亲们都穿着陌生的服饰说着陌生的语言,用疑惑的目光看着我这异客。尽管我尽力保持微笑以示友好,但心里却因为忽然包围的陌生环境而无所适从,竟有想按“ESC”退出游戏的古怪念头。 不过人们的纯朴热情很快消除了这种不适感。坐上面包车,左边是一位身着水绿色布衣,包着白色头巾的水族妇女;右边挤着苗族老阿婆,黑色油布衣上绣着彩色绣片。乘客们都是怎雷村的,一路上彼此说笑着。我也没受冷落,大家用我能大概听懂的贵州当地话(他们叫“客话”)和我聊天,为我在村中的住宿行程出主意。一旁的老阿婆念叨着农村人衣服太脏,尽管我一再解释,阿婆还是刻意避免她的衣服挨上我的衣服,让我十分过意不去——我这一星期没换的衣服也没干净到哪去啊。 在都江镇的坡顶上就能远远看见怎雷村寨层层叠叠的瓦屋顶了。但望山跑死马,面包车又是下山又是上山绕了40分钟才到村口。“怎雷”水语意为岩脚下的寨子,据寨中老者说已有300多年历史,现为贵州省首批典型民族文化村寨之一。怎雷由上寨,中寨,下寨和排长组成。其中上、中、下三寨依次坐落在半山坡上,主要居住着水、苗两族。从远处看,一片青瓦覆盖的传统民居建筑与青山浑然一体,梯田、林地点缀其间,颇具特色。 沿水泥路走进上寨,经过的一座新修的寨门显露出旅游开发的痕迹。循着一阵新鲜豆腐的香气找到挂着“旅游定点接待户”的韦刚林家住宿,大嫂正在房前做着热气腾腾的豆腐。 韦大哥一家为水族人,儿女都在外地打工,家里就他们夫妇二人和一位失聪的老父亲。韦大哥带我走上吱嘎作响的木楼梯登至二楼,坐到外廊的“美人靠”上。这里视野开阔,几层梯田之后是中寨错落的屋顶和蒙蒙远山。 韦大哥说门口那块接待牌已经挂了好几年,村里也曾为了发展旅游修整了村中的道路,还搞了座博物馆。但由于怎雷位置太过偏僻,交通不便,近几年除了比较大的节日外,游客都寥寥无几。“我以后想在屋门口的坝子上盖个凉亭,这样可以吸引游客……”他的汉话说的不太流利,但从语气里能听出他对美好未来的期盼。“就是不知道这旅游什么时候搞的起来哦……”韦大哥最后叹了口气,无奈的冲我笑笑。旅游业对于地处贵州大山中的穷困山村来说似乎是快速发展经济的有效手段之一。但从乡村旅游发展的现状来看,在找到一条解决传统文化保护与村民物质生活改善矛盾的途经之前,旅游开发到底是福是祸,谁也说不清楚。 晚餐是火锅,其实就是“一锅熟”,贵州少数民族地区最常见的做菜方式——一锅酸汤,放入菜或肉煮着吃,锅上架一铁圈,放上一个小碗盛蘸料用。今天算我有口福,赶上韦大哥今天去赶场买回一条当地人叫“塘角鱼”的大鱼,肉嫩味鲜,和着现做的嫩豆腐,沾上放了一种有奇特味道香草的辣椒,真是美味的原生态酸汤鱼大餐。虽然早闻黔东南人民的酒量,但他家自酿的米酒酒味不重,微甜的味道让我放松了警惕,跟大哥大嫂你一口我一碗的喝了三碗。没想米酒后劲十足,酒劲一上来我就华丽倒下了。D6 2011年10月31日 天蒙蒙亮,怎雷村头的小学校就开始播放音乐,那些熟悉轻快的校园民谣让我在半梦半醒间仿佛穿越回曾经的童年时代。早上起来头不痛心不恶,果然是好酒不上头。怎雷的民居都是清一色的干栏建筑,木柱木墙覆歇山瓦顶(寨中新建的房子首层有开始采用砖混结构的,不仅让建筑更稳固,也起到防火的效果),大部分建筑都被岁月浸上一层深褐色,其中不乏上百年的老房子。民居多为两层,首层养牲口堆放杂物(也有临公路边的人家把首层改作店铺),二层则是起居区域,因此通常看到木楼梯直通二层。楼上一般有一外廊,或悬挑或有柱落地。虽然建筑结构都为干栏式,但寨中各家各户并不局限于统一的形式,如楼梯的位置有的放于侧面直通二层房门,有的置于正面通向外廊;外廊的利用也多样,有当外阳台使用,做栏杆“美人靠”,也有做成晾台挂满玉米,还有的人家把部分外廊围合起来扩大房间面积。穿斗抬梁式木结构的灵活性让人们可根据自家使用、资金等情况选择合适的形式。 寨中的建筑都是顺山势而建,基本都不在一个水平面上,因此形成一个立体的建筑聚落空间:路一侧是架在半坡上得仰望的吊脚楼,而另一侧却只看到下层坡地上建筑的瓦屋顶……穿行其间是一种有趣的空间体验。怎雷村上寨和下寨都是水族人居住,中寨则既有水族又有苗族。单从建筑上其实分辨不出水族和苗族的差别——村中人家造房请的都是同一批木匠师傅。不过晾在窗前屋外的不同的民族服饰就像鲜明的旗帜,让人一下就能分清族别。生活在同一片屋檐下的水苗两族人们并不因为穿着不同的服装而划清界限各自生活。在怎雷村,水族人会说苗话,苗族人会讲水话,既延续各自的传统,也彼此交流尊重,求同存异。走在寨里的小道上,时常能见到这样的场景:苗族妇女和水族妇女一起坐在屋檐下聊天,一边的水族妇女手中缝着水族风格的绣花鞋,另一边的苗族妇女灵活操纵着织布机,织着色彩鲜艳的苗族彩布……走进中寨的一户苗族人家,男主人正在做木工装修自家的房子,他妻子和老妈妈则忙碌着织布绣衣。男主人也姓韦——韦姓是怎雷村的一大姓,看着和我年龄相仿。韦兄告诉我,他们想赶在鼓藏节之前把房子装好,好迎接客人——十三年一次的鼓藏节每家都会来十几桌客人,女人们赶制的新衣服也就是为过节准备的。“那你怎么不穿苗服呢?”我问。我发现村中的男性很少有穿民族服装的。“穿那个太麻烦了,”韦兄笑着指指他老婆正穿着的艳丽的苗服。“她们穿着漂亮,我们是还要干活的,那衣服太容易破了……”我也注意到村中的男性确实很少有穿民族服装的了。“修一栋这样的房子多少钱呢?”我对农村房屋的造价很感兴趣。“六、七万吧……听说城里一个平米要几万块啊……”看来城市住房的高房价已臭名远扬。在城市里,人们倾其所有,像寄居蟹一样得到个小盒子,能不遇到拆迁住个几十年就算不错了。而在像怎雷一样的山村地区,一栋屹立百年的老屋可以居住数代人,破了旧了就在原址修复重建,这不仅是居住文化的沿袭传承,而且是联系整个家族承上启下的纽带,一个家族的根系就在他们热爱的土地上深深扎下来。([]
旅行的目的是什么?简单的游山玩水?还是试图摆脱固有的陈旧环境,到一个完全陌生的城市无拘无束的松懈自己?又或是天马行空,嬉逐人间,纵情于湖光山色中映照内心?我不知道,每个人都应该拥有一个属于自己的答案。但我想,旅行应该是苦乐喜悲并举的。当我们处处防备围墙重重徘徊处,远方行人狭路相逢却不吝暖人笑意;当我们张开双手敞开怀抱投递每一个微笑时,陌生人剖心相照怀抱亦可如兄弟亲密。我想,这大概就是旅行的意义,消除偏见,发现自我,丰富人生。所有帖子已经更新完毕3楼河内篇29楼 芽庄篇621楼大叻篇 我的越南行——我一定会怀念这一路,自由短暂却彻底。 鸣谢 行在越南网 友情提供的旅游景区攻略资料。十一假期我该去哪里? 从没有踏出过国门,一直想去到一个完全不能用汉语的地方,想体验那种不一样的生活,独自。这次我听了同事的建议去一趟芽庄享受一下沙滩、潜水、美味海鲜也是及好的。越南是一个超级适合度假的地方,海岸线狭长,海鲜、潜水、海景房样样都有,样样便宜,中国人去玩完全没有压力。越南还是个快乐的国度,完全没有新闻里说的那么穷,人们不会过于追求金钱,而是选择舒服地活着。很容易就被越南人乐观的情绪所感染。越南每个旅游城市都有自己的特点,一路下来,完全不会审美疲劳。河内街头的电车美女与美食,让你眼睛和舌头上天堂;芽庄是潜水的圣地,还有洗黑泥的妹纸和海鲜;大叻像阿尔卑斯山下的小镇,红墙绿瓦、咖啡飘香。。。乘坐到达河内大巴车到达友谊关,在友谊关,给边防武警递上自己的护照,他职业性地微笑一下,盖个戳,然后放行。办理了出境之后,我就算真正地离开了祖国,跟随人流进入了越南边防的小房子,大家都挤成了一团,每个人都在护照里夹了10块钱递进办入境的窗口(据说不夹钱,护照就会被扔到一边,没人管),没有零钱给他一张100居然只找了我88块钱。。奶奶的多收了2块钱小费,算了到了人家地盘上乖乖的,只希望护照快点出来。大概等了10来分钟,就会有越南长官拿着一叠护照挨个念名字,不过发音确实很蛋疼,念到名字的人拿上护照就算入境了,没听清的人也不用着急,他会再念第二遍。友谊关可以换到全世界最高的汇率 1元RMB=3400越南盾,熬了30年,终于成了百万富翁…… 抵达河内,在三十六行街(背包客比较多的商业街)随便找了个酒店住下来,酒店到处都是,价格也便宜,双人间基本上就是15-20美元一天,摩托车一天大概要7美金。由于历史原因语言交流出现了严重的障碍,可爱的越南妹子说的英格力斯我完全的不懂,没办法只好使用必杀技“国际手语”她完全的明白,OK!住了房,租了摩托,问好路~出发!河内的天气和8月的北京差不多,一样那么闷热,身体虽然遭罪,但眼睛却很享福,因为每个人都穿得那么性感 ,一到还剑湖,立马感受到这里的生活节奏是如此的安逸,每个人都慢悠悠地活着,街边游走着不少卖美食的小贩,还有不少美女悠闲地骑着摩托车,我想我来对地方了。第一次到越南,对什么东西都充满了新鲜感,特别是对河内的妹纸,她们面容娇好、身材苗条,打扮时尚。河内留给我的两个印象:美女多、摩托车多,当这两者结合起来:很多美女骑着摩托车在你身边来来往往,这场景,光是想想都会让人流口水。 河内的摩托车确实多,大街小巷全是,今天一天看到的摩托车,比过去十年还多,都说重庆生产的力帆摩托车都卖给了越南,看来,还真是这样的。 不多拍点摩托美女 怎么能对得起看帖子的劳苦大众~虽然是大清早,但依然不时有漂亮的妹纸来让你眼前一亮,特别是她们骑摩托车的样子让你有种想变成摩托车的冲动。 本以为对面那个甜美系的妹纸是越南人,一搭讪才发现是日本人,顿时兴趣大减,要看漂亮日本妹纸在家就可以了,根本用不着跑到越南来。 沿着还剑湖由北走到南,就是越南国家历史博物馆,了解一个国家,至少要知晓一些它的历史;了解一个国家的历史,博物馆是个好去处。越南历史博物馆建于1932年,主体部分是一座三层黄色的建筑物,有着八角攒尖的顶和仿木结构的斗拱和瓦檐,也有向外突出的欧式阳台,汇集了东西方不同的建筑风格。占婆时期的青铜鼓、新石器时期的陶器 、占婆时期的青铜器 、阮朝时期的瓷器 、前黎朝的木佛像 、阮朝时期的书籍,未被法国占领之前,越南一直在使用汉字 。沿路上很多城管车,都是用喇叭喊,大概的意思也就是禁止占道之类的,但是每个人都荷枪实弹有点让路人打怵的。突然有个想法:不知道与我们国内的城管PK一下 会是什么结果呢?圣约瑟夫大教堂,第一感觉就是很眼熟,原来这就是巴黎圣母院的缩小版,建于1886年。看来法国人在越南殖民时期还是狠下了血本的。黑白斑驳的墙面充满了历史感,应该说这里是河内最美的建筑了,教堂的大门只有在举办弥撒时才会打开,其余的时间,游客要从侧面进,侧门位于面对教堂左侧的小巷内。 骑着摩托的确很快,按照地图的示,本来要去文庙的,却误打误撞的走进战争博物馆,既来之则游之,买票进场!讲解员妹纸慷慨激昂的诉说着越南人民是如何用智慧击败美帝国主义,一幅幅图片、一片片残骸仿佛在给人们还原那一段刻骨铭心的侵略战争。胡爷爷纪念堂威严的耸立在市中心,他老人家不在家,据说是到俄罗斯度假去了~纪念堂门口站的兵是我见过的所有越南士兵当众最板正的。。。 面对纪念馆的右手边是主席府(法国统治期间的总督府),胡志明曾经在里面办公生活,后来感觉太过奢侈,便搬到了旁边的小院 面对纪念馆的左手边就是独柱寺了,独柱寺经常被作为越南的志被建在在世界各地的世界公园里,原寺1954年法国撤军时被炸毁,仅存石柱。1955年在原址依原样重建,但规模小于原建。河内游荡的一天里在路边、巷子边看到了很多寺庙,烧香拜佛的僧众还真不少,香火鼎盛,愿佛祖保佑他们!阿门~哈利路亚!途中遇到一个公园,我也小清新一下,坐在公园一角欣赏越南人民的业余生活,街舞、健美操、羽毛球、足球充斥其中。看着他们打球我手就痒了起来,忍不住下场与越南人民进行了一场羽毛球友谊赛,中越混双VS美越男双!感动不是战胜对手的那一刻,到一个地方感受当地的文化气息,简单的几句英语交流,与无国界的运动交织在一起,得此机遇我愿足矣。。。。返回酒店途中,再遇河内的摩托大军,开始骑的不是很快总是害怕被车撞一直让车,后来才知道越南的司机技术都超好,他们会躲着你的。 夜晚的河内非常热闹,老外、小吃、美女、酒吧。。。越南人喜欢喝喝啤酒,找个四通八达的路口,几根小板凳,喝一口酒,就一口菜,眼睛也不忘给来来往往的妹纸行个注目礼。老外们则光顾一些有情调雅致的酒吧咖啡吧。各种现榨水果汁儿,我最喜欢甘蔗和芒果汁,超级爽!晚饭很是奢侈,足足花了我15万大洋,不过这不是重点!吃饭中对面偶遇一日本人,连比划带说算是认识了,这家伙倒是很客气,不过咱的革命立场不能变啊,最后哥用纯正的东北话对他重申钓鱼岛是我们中国的...他点头表示认同河内总结篇: 住:还剑湖北边的三十六行街即老街区有很多旅馆,-不等,住这里有几个好处,首先是热闹,出门就是各式各样的小商店;其次这里是旅行社、参观、网吧云集的地方,要参各团、吃个饭什么的方便;再次,这里离景区都比较近,方便步行参观。 吃:在越南一般就吃米粉pho ,炒饭com,春卷cha gio,我们一般都在三十六行街的路边摊解决的,一般,一碗牛肉粉20.000D的样子,有的hotel楼下有cafe,吃过一次类似盖浇饭样的东西30.000D,试过一次“中国式烧烤”,鸡翅10.000D一串还说得过去,香菇也10.000D一串!喝的除了碳酸饮料和鲜啤酒还有果汁,强烈推荐芒果汁和甘蔗汁,越南的芒果甘蔗很甜,一般10.000D~20.000D一杯,试下当地啤酒也不错,没什么酒味,我很喜欢,一般8.000D一杯。 玩:河内的景点主要分布在还剑区和巴亭区,步行一天基本上可以看完。瞻仰胡志明墓,参观胡志明故居和独柱寺,然后去文庙,参观军事博物馆、历史博物馆、和大教堂。喜欢买东西的可以逛逛三十六行街。河内这些景点的票价都很便宜,一般都在RMB10以下。 行:摩托车出租(150,000D/天),腿脚好的步行参观也可以,因为市区其实没有多大,而且不用担心停车的问,走到哪都可以停下来拍照或者买东西。芽庄篇根据行程 我们在芽庄逗留3日,在芽庄的时光是我感觉到最舒服的,蓝天、海滩、潜水、四岛游、泥巴浴、占婆塔...童鞋们跟着我的图片尽情游荡在美丽的芽庄小镇到达芽庄已经是傍晚,这里的第一顿必须是海鲜啊,龙虾超便宜每公斤大概20~25万,合人民币60元。
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([]
链接: D1~D6 黔南:荔波,茂兰,小七孔,怎雷水族村寨 D7~D9 黔东南:高排苗寨 D10-~D11 黔东南:车江侗寨,大利侗寨 D12~D13 黔东南:朗德上寨,雷山县,乌东寨 D13~D17 黔东南:西江苗寨,鼓藏节,雷山苗年游行,新桥苗寨,陶尧斗牛 D18~D19 黔东南:镇远 D20~D21 黔东南:三门塘侗寨,隆里古城 D22-D23 黔东南:地扪侗寨,黎平天生桥,翘街 D25-D27 黔东南:肇兴,八寨一山,堂安 D28-D29 黔东南:岜沙苗寨,黄岗侗寨 D29-D30 黔南:都匀,天落水 D31 贵阳:花溪公园 D31 贵阳:青岩古镇黔西南 D32 黔西南:安顺屯堡 D32 黔西南:本寨屯堡 D32 黔西南:云山屯 D33 黔西南:格凸河D34黔西南:格凸河——中洞线路D34黔西南:中洞苗寨D35黔西南:中洞-望谟D36黔西南:安龙D37黔西南:兴义马岭河峡谷D38黔西南:兴义万峰林D39-40黔西南:花江峡谷 悬索公路桥D41: 织金洞D42:贵阳D43:贵阳黔灵山…… 几乎没有过渡的,列车穿过几个隧道后,窗外的风景就从满眼青山直接跳转到满眼房子。守着贵州群山之中珍贵的几块平坝子的贵阳,正像一群快速繁殖的菌落,极尽所能的把建筑安插到山间平地上的每一处缝隙。 跟中国所有城市火车站一样,贵阳火车站站前人头攒动。快速通过鱼龙混杂的广场,挤公交,到长途汽车站,买票,转身登上去往荔波的车……一路都没停下。甚至在公交车上都因为是站着,没能瞅一眼窗外的街市长什么样,只看见了堵了一路的汽车。在我的计划中,贵阳排在行程的末尾,作为旅途最后的休闲游。现在它只是一个中转站。 开往荔波的车程中,富有喀斯特地貌特点的尖头山峰在云雾中若隐若现。路边偶尔闪过几块路牌:凯里,都匀,三都,榕江……这些地方在数日后将是我的目的地。 车载音响一直放着连我这样大俗的人都受不了的大俗网络歌曲,尽管我努力想靠看风景和睡觉来“选择性失聪”,但那神作般的歌词和曲调还是顽强的灌进耳膜,胁迫我感受着男猪女猪的撕心裂肺死去活来。终于,一阵熟悉的旋律响起--《爱情买卖》!曾经不屑一顾的神曲此刻听起来如此亲切。 音乐承载记忆。在熟悉的音乐中,记忆自动回放,心中的忧郁小情怀便泛滥开来……去年今日,我也许正缩在办公室电脑前,耳机里放着随机播放的爱情买卖,屏幕上一个窗口CAD一个窗口浏览器,鼠箭头指着最小化,以防领导随时来袭……此时此刻,我眼前是前排椅背上的“XX医院专治男科”,旁边座位上是一位打瞌睡的老伯,随着车身的摇晃时不时把脑壳靠到我肩上…… 带点孩子气的离开看似的安稳,转而上路去寻找可能只是虚空的所谓理想。下一次听爱情买卖时,我会在做什么,找到自己想要的了吗?还是又重新回到电脑前画着一道道线偷着看网页…… 纠结的我,沿着纠结的我制定的纠结的路线,开始了在贵州的纠结旅行。 只是想试试。 行程:荔波县-茂兰-怎雷水族寨-高排苗寨-榕江县-车江侗寨-大利侗寨-雷山县-乌东寨-西江苗寨-雷山鼓藏节-镇远-三门塘侗寨-锦屏县-隆里古城-地扪侗寨-黎平县-肇兴-从江-岜沙苗寨-黄岗侗寨-都匀-贵阳花溪-青岩古镇-安顺-天龙屯堡-云峰八寨-紫云格凸河-中洞苗寨-望谟县-安龙县-兴义-花江峡谷-北盘江峡谷-关岭-织金洞-贵阳第一站:黔南,荔波tips:交通:公路,贵阳金阳客运站有到荔波的班车,车程约4小时;坐火车要到荔波西边的麻尾站下,从麻尾到荔波途中就可顺路去大小七孔。住:因为旅游的兴起,县城里各种档次的酒店旅馆都有,不难找。我住的是出车站左拐100米左右的茂兰宾馆,间一百,房间很大,还有一台自动麻将桌。前台可以问询前往茂兰保护区旅游的事宜。吃:车站外马路对面桥头的步行街晚上有夜排档,往里走到榕树脚周边也有几家餐馆。另外在县城点的广场边上有条餐饮街,有烤鱼,杨梅汤。玩:茂兰,车站有很多发往茂兰方向的车,从永康方向进入,车程约1小时到景区大门的尧古村。村中有住宿客栈。保护区很大,景区开发的几个景点之间距离都很远,不想走路的话可以包面包车或摩托车。走路的话一天时间足够从尧古边走边玩到五眼桥住宿,一路上都有村庄人家,主要路口有指示牌,不用担心迷路。尧古-洞塘-五眼桥一线主要景点:石上森林,布依村寨,尧所古桥,水上森林,青龙潭青龙瀑,九洞天穿洞群,原始森林……建议用两到三天慢慢感受喀斯特峰丛的魅力。回程可就近从五眼桥附近的巴克检查站搭过路车回荔波县城。小七孔,荔波车站坐车,20分钟一班,金杯面包车居多。中间回会经过大七孔景区。小七孔景区里就没什么好说的了,坐景区观光车来往于各个景点。 D12011年10月26日午后到荔波,没出车站,直接买票去茂兰保护区。趁等车的空隙在候车厅边上的粉店要了碗米粉。第一次吃这种扁宽形状的粉略感新鲜,哪想后来这种米粉伴随了我大半个旅程,吃的都要吐了。到茂兰保护区大门口的尧古村只要半个多小时车程,下车前班车师傅热心的为我指点了路边的一处农家客店。进堂屋大门,两位坐在小凳上聊天的老阿婆停下来,转头疑惑的望向我。“老人家,你们这里可以住宿的撒?”我自以为用四川话就可以走遍贵州,还能增添一些亲切感。两位老人冲我呵呵笑了,但显然没有听明白。慢慢用普通话又复述了一遍后,一位老人用方言向屋里喊了几句,另一位戴着老花镜的阿婆循声从里屋走出来,“#@%*…住宿啊#¥%……”其他没听懂,好歹听见了关键词,看样子应该是她家的店了。去楼上客房住下,这里客房很多,只是因为淡季,空荡荡的楼层里就只有我一个人住。 尧古是个布依族的小村子,沿路修的新房就跟广大中国农村的房子一样,方方正正没有表情的方盒子。远离公路的一侧,几十栋破旧的干栏式木房错落着挤在一起,两口水塘映出它们苍老的面孔。天气阴冷,飘着毛毛雨,村中的小巷里都见不着人,只有从隔音不好的木房里透出的电视声锅碗瓢盆声说明生活还在继续。 对于大部分游客观光者来说,“屋没有不破的,墙没有不斜的,人没有不老的”的景象可能是个不错的摄影材,可在世代在此居住生活的村民眼里,这些破旧意味着生活的穷困。他们很不解:“大城市这么好,这里这些破房子有什么看头?”贵州常见的阴阴天加上灰暗的老木楼,让拍出来的照片都是一片灰调子 雨下大了,索性回屋去找那三位阿婆聊天,虽然能听懂的不多。阿婆们正在做手工,用当地的土布缝被单。碰巧停电,她们搬着小板凳坐到大门前,借着天光,在布上缝出一道道褶皱来拼成各种花纹图案。“做这个很麻烦呢#¥&*@…要做大半年呢#!¥…缝完还要染色呢%¥…现在年轻人都不愿做了呢……”阿婆热情的向我介绍着,我吃力听着报以微笑。屋外,小雨淅沥沥的背景音中,除了偶尔的鸡鸣狗吠再也没有其他声音。屋里,三位老人的话因为我这个难得的倾听者变得多了起来,尽管大部分情形是:她们说话,我听不懂,呵呵笑着换下一个话;我说话,她们听不懂,笑笑,转下一个话……一个下午就这么过去,不用考虑时间不用着急行程,让光阴在谈笑间悠然划过……一阵嘈杂声及时打断了我又要泛滥的小情怀。来电了,阿婆的孙子放学回家迫不及待的打开电视,奥特曼与美少女战士混搭出来的粗劣动画片正激情上演。阿婆一边收拾东西一边招呼我过去,用手指指嘴。哈哈,这个我懂——“吃饭去!” D2 2011年10月27日下午四点半,轻装走完青龙潭,在溪边坐着休息。看着茂密的树幽蓝的水听着轰鸣的瀑流清脆的鸟鸣,人仿佛被大自然纯净的气场包裹着,普通青年瞬间就变文艺青年了,想写点什么的心情自然而然涌上来。独坐溪旁,回忆整理…… 早晨出门,雨还下着,经过茂兰保护区大门,工作人员都还没上班。看着那块着票价的牌子,一边默念“其实我不想逃票”,一边加快脚步进入景区,沿公路前行。果真是淡季么,一路上人影都难碰见一个,连那些在大地上像波浪般大起大落的喀斯特峰丛们都把头埋进云层里打瞌睡,只留个半身给我看,却也显出些灵秀的姿色。雨下的不小,撑开伞直接架到头和背包之间,心中还飘出些许雨中漫步的小情趣。随着鞋子、裤子、上衣的逐一潮湿,浪漫转化为对这鬼天气的抱怨,加快脚步,祈祷早点找到户人家避避雨。在一个叫董歹的路边小村走进一间小卖店躲雨,男老板不仅搬出凳子,还邀请我与他共进早餐。人家这么热情我也不好意思干坐着,顺手买了包一块钱的饼干还个人情。一口饼干下去,口感奇异,就像屋外潮湿的天气。雨小了,继续上路。公路沿着峰丛中的洼地低谷绕行,串起被群山隔出来的一个个山间平坝。在“平地如金”的喀斯特山区,只要是稍微平坦一点的谷地,都会被开辟成一块块田地,如彩色的拼图镶嵌在挺拔的山峰之间。有田就会有村庄,每穿过一段山林,眼前还被树枝灌木遮挡时,耳朵里就已经听的到回荡山间的鸡鸣狗吠,提醒我前方又将与一座世外桃源不期而遇。人和自然,一个耕种平地一个守护山峰,一个收获粮食一个带来苍翠和清新。清秀如黛的山水正是人与自然共生共荣的最好证明。中午,正走的双肩酸痛膝盖发软,一辆面包车停到我面前,一位广东风味的老伯从副驾驶探出头:“朋友,去哪里……”“就去前面五眼桥,搭个顺风车行不?”“欢迎欢迎……”欢迎?这是什么说法。上车落座,发现后排坐了四五位抱着长枪短炮的老伯。“呵呵,你们拍照哇?”我无话找话。前排招呼我上车的老伯转过头来:“小伙子一个人出来啊,厉害厉害。”第一句话听得我很荡漾。“小伙子我和司机商量了下,就收你二十元车费吧……”呃,看来我和他们对“搭车”这个词汇的理解有分歧,二十块的车费也是赤裸裸鄙视我狂走一上午的劳动成果。找了个“想下车拍照”的理由,果断下车,继续虐待肩膀膝盖。话说回来,在车上看风景也就是一闪而过,只有行走其中,才能慢慢品味风景的美嘛……花了两个小时到五眼桥,寻个农家乐放下包,去附近的青龙瀑走走。沿着溪谷边的石板路向下游走,一路藤蔓交错怪石嶙峋。雨后的一切很是清新,石头上附生的苔藓翠绿可人,恨不得拽一把回去炒个菜吃。空气也有一股湿润的味道,假想着漂浮的一个个大大的“O2”“O2”被吸进肺里就顿觉畅快。景点里没有一个人,我算是包场游。一路拍照一路闹走到青龙瀑布,瀑布巨大的轰鸣声马上掩盖住了我的叫声。河水在陡崖上汇聚成汹涌的激流,一头扎入十米之下的一潭碧水中,水雾四散。瀑布下这拥有迷人的天蓝色湖水的深潭就是青龙潭,要是夏天到此,想必没有多少人能抵挡住湖水的诱惑而纵身跃入吧。D3 2011年10月28日雨雨雨……早晨起床看窗外都没下雨,马上要出门上山了就又下起来了。幸好今天主打洞内项目,影响不大。今天要去的黑洞神仙洞九连天三个溶洞彼此相隔很近,都分布在半山腰上。溶洞规模都不大,也有些破坏,但对初识溶洞的我来说,第一次钻进黑乎乎的地下世界是很新鲜的体验,而且这几个未经灯光修饰,保留着一些原始和神秘的洞穴也增添了探洞的刺激,每当头灯的光线照亮那些黑暗中奇形怪状的石笋,石钟乳,石幔时,都能体会到发现的乐趣……这里的洞穴沉积物虽然比不上著名溶洞景观,却也算为我上了一堂洞穴入门课。下午,坐车回到荔波县城。雨停了,天空虽然还遍布黑云,但雨后的透彻让人能清晰的望见环绕耸立在县城四围的群山;樟江绕城而过,平静的水面倒映着这座江边小城的休闲气质。傍晚,夜市兴盛,烤鱼、火锅的香味轮番勾引着食欲。可惜独身一人吃锅火锅未免太过奢侈,只能还走进车站旁边那家粉店,抱碗米粉暗自神伤。洗洗睡吧……D42011年10月29日小七孔离荔波县城不远,但小七孔景区的票价却离这大山腹地好远。在中国要分辨一座景区是不是世界遗产地,单从票价上就基本看得出来。老天看在我这次没逃票的面子上,终于让休息了几天的太阳露面了。进大门第一个景点是小七孔古桥——经常出现在杂志媒体上的小七孔志性景观就是它了。顾名思义有七个桥孔的石桥跨在说不清是绿还是蓝的水面之上,桥头一棵老树枝繁叶茂老藤缠绕,泛出些秋天的颜色,确实很入画。这幅画面已经被拍滥了,但既然来了,还是完成任务一样的举起相机,拍下基本雷同的照片,证明到此一游。千姿百态的水是小七孔景区的主,景区的游览公路和步道就沿着山谷里的一带碧水修建,一路跌水瀑布不断。正值周末,加上小七孔名声在外,景区里游客很多,习惯了前几日“包山”“包水”的专场游,现在要面对经常窜入镜头的人头很有些不适应。水上森林,一段有点坡度的溪流中长出的树林,所谓“树在水上,水在林中”,如果用相机慢门拍摄,会出现银白色的丝缎在茂密的林中缠绕穿行的画面。因降雨涨起来的溪水淹没了林中的一些步道,需要脱鞋涉水。难得一次亲近自然地机会让人们兴奋异常,即便深秋的溪水已经冰冷刺脚也愿意在水里多站一会嬉笑拍照。卧龙潭,远远透过树林的缝隙瞥见潭水的颜色就被hold住了。尽管曾经的小水电开发在潭口留下一道人工的堤坝,但这丝毫不影响卧龙潭的惊艳。潭水漫过弧形的石堤,在石壁上摊开成一挂优雅的百褶裙,前几天的降雨让每一道“褶皱”饱满圆润,从容坠落。而百褶裙后面那潭水色更让人词穷,就像兑进去无数瓶“湖蓝”颜料,蓝的失真。鸳鸯湖,光从岸上看,湖水似乎比不过卧龙潭,只有坐船深入,才能体会出它的独特。和码头管理员磨了半天嘴皮子,才同意让我一个人划一条船。划过一片开阔的水面进入湖深处,发现这里面别有一番天地:两岸茂密的植被茂密,水道时宽时窄纵横交错,要不是时常遇见别的游船我都要担心会有迷路的可能。转过几个小岛,几棵大树在镜面一样的湖水中静立,水色随着湖底深浅和光线明暗不断幻化,颇有些魔幻世界的调调。天钟洞,愿爬到半山腰上看溶洞的游客不多,等满十个人才有个讲解员带入洞。洞中游览路线不长,洞中的沉积景观也无非被讲解员包装成大象狮子美女人脸之类。镇洞之宝是一柱浑圆粗壮的石笋,像口大钟稳稳扣在洞厅中央。远远看着石笋和旁边渺小的游客,暗暗感叹时光的力量。回程车上,迷糊中听得前排女声问司机小吃街云云,惊醒,跟着跳下车。遂于同为独自出行的游者搭上话,AA烤鱼杨梅汤,大快朵颐……原来我也是个吃货。D5 2011年10月30日在去往三都县都江镇颠簸的中巴车上,售票大姐得知我要去怎雷村,特地介绍了车上一位回怎雷村的小伙给我认识。小伙是苗族,在浙江打工好几年,普通话说得不错。已经3年没有回过家的他对于家乡的近况也不是太清楚,这次回家是为了过农历十一月里苗家十三年一次的盛大鼓藏节,杀猪,斗牛,跳芦笙……小伙描述的过节场景听的我心神向往。“结婚了吗?”小伙腼腆一笑,指了指车前排。“结了,在前面坐着呢,一个寨的。”“以后准备就呆在城市里还是回来呢……”“恩……回来吧……”他略一沉吟,“老家空气好啊……”小伙笑着转过头,望向窗外河谷里静静流淌的都柳江。 都江镇坐落在都柳江河谷半山腰上,因坡度大,公路在镇上折了好几个“之”字。帮那对小夫妻搬着行李爬上最上一层街道,强烈的民族风一下子扑面而来。正逢镇上赶集,周边村寨的村民都前来“赶场”,晃动着各种花花绿绿民族服饰的街道格外热闹。跟还要在镇上逛街访亲戚的小夫妻告了别,转身去寻找去怎雷的面包车。 我这身冲锋衣和背上的大包在人群中格外扎眼,周围的乡亲们都穿着陌生的服饰说着陌生的语言,用疑惑的目光看着我这异客。尽管我尽力保持微笑以示友好,但心里却因为忽然包围的陌生环境而无所适从,竟有想按“ESC”退出游戏的古怪念头。 不过人们的纯朴热情很快消除了这种不适感。坐上面包车,左边是一位身着水绿色布衣,包着白色头巾的水族妇女;右边挤着苗族老阿婆,黑色油布衣上绣着彩色绣片。乘客们都是怎雷村的,一路上彼此说笑着。我也没受冷落,大家用我能大概听懂的贵州当地话(他们叫“客话”)和我聊天,为我在村中的住宿行程出主意。一旁的老阿婆念叨着农村人衣服太脏,尽管我一再解释,阿婆还是刻意避免她的衣服挨上我的衣服,让我十分过意不去——我这一星期没换的衣服也没干净到哪去啊。 在都江镇的坡顶上就能远远看见怎雷村寨层层叠叠的瓦屋顶了。但望山跑死马,面包车又是下山又是上山绕了40分钟才到村口。“怎雷”水语意为岩脚下的寨子,据寨中老者说已有300多年历史,现为贵州省首批典型民族文化村寨之一。怎雷由上寨,中寨,下寨和排长组成。其中上、中、下三寨依次坐落在半山坡上,主要居住着水、苗两族。从远处看,一片青瓦覆盖的传统民居建筑与青山浑然一体,梯田、林地点缀其间,颇具特色。 沿水泥路走进上寨,经过的一座新修的寨门显露出旅游开发的痕迹。循着一阵新鲜豆腐的香气找到挂着“旅游定点接待户”的韦刚林家住宿,大嫂正在房前做着热气腾腾的豆腐。 韦大哥一家为水族人,儿女都在外地打工,家里就他们夫妇二人和一位失聪的老父亲。韦大哥带我走上吱嘎作响的木楼梯登至二楼,坐到外廊的“美人靠”上。这里视野开阔,几层梯田之后是中寨错落的屋顶和蒙蒙远山。 韦大哥说门口那块接待牌已经挂了好几年,村里也曾为了发展旅游修整了村中的道路,还搞了座博物馆。但由于怎雷位置太过偏僻,交通不便,近几年除了比较大的节日外,游客都寥寥无几。“我以后想在屋门口的坝子上盖个凉亭,这样可以吸引游客……”他的汉话说的不太流利,但从语气里能听出他对美好未来的期盼。“就是不知道这旅游什么时候搞的起来哦……”韦大哥最后叹了口气,无奈的冲我笑笑。旅游业对于地处贵州大山中的穷困山村来说似乎是快速发展经济的有效手段之一。但从乡村旅游发展的现状来看,在找到一条解决传统文化保护与村民物质生活改善矛盾的途经之前,旅游开发到底是福是祸,谁也说不清楚。 晚餐是火锅,其实就是“一锅熟”,贵州少数民族地区最常见的做菜方式——一锅酸汤,放入菜或肉煮着吃,锅上架一铁圈,放上一个小碗盛蘸料用。今天算我有口福,赶上韦大哥今天去赶场买回一条当地人叫“塘角鱼”的大鱼,肉嫩味鲜,和着现做的嫩豆腐,沾上放了一种有奇特味道香草的辣椒,真是美味的原生态酸汤鱼大餐。虽然早闻黔东南人民的酒量,但他家自酿的米酒酒味不重,微甜的味道让我放松了警惕,跟大哥大嫂你一口我一碗的喝了三碗。没想米酒后劲十足,酒劲一上来我就华丽倒下了。D6 2011年10月31日 天蒙蒙亮,怎雷村头的小学校就开始播放音乐,那些熟悉轻快的校园民谣让我在半梦半醒间仿佛穿越回曾经的童年时代。早上起来头不痛心不恶,果然是好酒不上头。怎雷的民居都是清一色的干栏建筑,木柱木墙覆歇山瓦顶(寨中新建的房子首层有开始采用砖混结构的,不仅让建筑更稳固,也起到防火的效果),大部分建筑都被岁月浸上一层深褐色,其中不乏上百年的老房子。民居多为两层,首层养牲口堆放杂物(也有临公路边的人家把首层改作店铺),二层则是起居区域,因此通常看到木楼梯直通二层。楼上一般有一外廊,或悬挑或有柱落地。虽然建筑结构都为干栏式,但寨中各家各户并不局限于统一的形式,如楼梯的位置有的放于侧面直通二层房门,有的置于正面通向外廊;外廊的利用也多样,有当外阳台使用,做栏杆“美人靠”,也有做成晾台挂满玉米,还有的人家把部分外廊围合起来扩大房间面积。穿斗抬梁式木结构的灵活性让人们可根据自家使用、资金等情况选择合适的形式。 寨中的建筑都是顺山势而建,基本都不在一个水平面上,因此形成一个立体的建筑聚落空间:路一侧是架在半坡上得仰望的吊脚楼,而另一侧却只看到下层坡地上建筑的瓦屋顶……穿行其间是一种有趣的空间体验。怎雷村上寨和下寨都是水族人居住,中寨则既有水族又有苗族。单从建筑上其实分辨不出水族和苗族的差别——村中人家造房请的都是同一批木匠师傅。不过晾在窗前屋外的不同的民族服饰就像鲜明的旗帜,让人一下就能分清族别。生活在同一片屋檐下的水苗两族人们并不因为穿着不同的服装而划清界限各自生活。在怎雷村,水族人会说苗话,苗族人会讲水话,既延续各自的传统,也彼此交流尊重,求同存异。走在寨里的小道上,时常能见到这样的场景:苗族妇女和水族妇女一起坐在屋檐下聊天,一边的水族妇女手中缝着水族风格的绣花鞋,另一边的苗族妇女灵活操纵着织布机,织着色彩鲜艳的苗族彩布……走进中寨的一户苗族人家,男主人正在做木工装修自家的房子,他妻子和老妈妈则忙碌着织布绣衣。男主人也姓韦——韦姓是怎雷村的一大姓,看着和我年龄相仿。韦兄告诉我,他们想赶在鼓藏节之前把房子装好,好迎接客人——十三年一次的鼓藏节每家都会来十几桌客人,女人们赶制的新衣服也就是为过节准备的。“那你怎么不穿苗服呢?”我问。我发现村中的男性很少有穿民族服装的。“穿那个太麻烦了,”韦兄笑着指指他老婆正穿着的艳丽的苗服。“她们穿着漂亮,我们是还要干活的,那衣服太容易破了……”我也注意到村中的男性确实很少有穿民族服装的了。“修一栋这样的房子多少钱呢?”我对农村房屋的造价很感兴趣。“六、七万吧……听说城里一个平米要几万块啊……”看来城市住房的高房价已臭名远扬。在城市里,人们倾其所有,像寄居蟹一样得到个小盒子,能不遇到拆迁住个几十年就算不错了。而在像怎雷一样的山村地区,一栋屹立百年的老屋可以居住数代人,破了旧了就在原址修复重建,这不仅是居住文化的沿袭传承,而且是联系整个家族承上启下的纽带,一个家族的根系就在他们热爱的土地上深深扎下来。([]
从尼泊尔回来转眼已经好几个月了,看着去尼泊尔徒步带回来的几十个G的照片,头都是大的,要知道整理照片和写日志对于我来说是一个漫长而痛苦的过程。现先将攀登ISLAND PEAK(岛峰)的照片发上来和朋友们一起分享,让大家和我一起分享那段空气稀薄的难忘时光。 登山是我刚开始户外就喜欢上的一项运动,记得刚刚开始痴迷登山的那年,我接连攀登了四姑娘山的二峰(5276米)、哈巴雪山(5396米),又去西藏攀登了6206米的启孜峰。本来计划接着去冲击7206米的宁金抗沙峰,由于种种原因未能如愿。 2010年国内接着发生了好几起登山的山难事故,电视媒体的报道让家人知道了登雪山原来是那么的危险,极力反对我再去登山。我自己也意识到随着海拔的升高确实会有很多自己无法掌控的危险因素。纠结了好长一段时间,还是决定放弃这项我非常喜欢的运动。 尼泊尔昆布冰河地区有三座入门级雪峰:MERA PEAK [6476米]、IMJA TSE(ISLAND PEAK)[6189米]、LOBUCHE EAST [6119米]。ISLAND PEAK(岛峰),当地名称:IMJA TSE,是一座位于尼泊尔昆布冰河地区的山峰,海拔6189米。其四周由三条巨大的冰河环绕,远远望去犹如一座孤悬在冰河海中的一座岛屿,故名“岛峰”。虽然不是太高,但是每年都会吸引着很多来自世界各地的登山爱好者。 这次去尼泊尔徒步ABC和EBC并计划登ISLAND PEAK(岛峰),是因为两年前在网上看到网友在尼泊尔徒步EBC攀登ISLAND PEAK(岛峰)的图片,心想以后再去尼泊尔EBC徒步的时候,如果能顺便攀登这个雪山,那整个行程就非常完美了。 ABC徒步顺利完成,在送走一起徒步ABC的队友后,我就一直在加德满都等候,希望能找到一起去徒步EBC并且也想去登岛峰的朋友。在加德满都等了几天,终于碰上了刚刚从肯尼亚登山回来的沈阳小伙子小赵,他也正在想去登岛峰,于是和小赵一起结伴同行。 去EBC徒步的人基本上都是逆时针走。我们为了能很好的适应高海拔,顺利登上ISLAND PEAK(岛峰),决定把登ISLAND PEAK(岛峰)放在了整个行程的后半部分。也就是按顺时针走。 经过顺时针连续跨越SAGARMATHA NATIONAL PARK地区的四条沟,翻越了四个五千米的垭口(RENJO PASS5 360米、CHO LA PASS 5368米、LOBUCHE PASS 5110米、KongMA LA 5535米),三座五千多米的山峰(GOKYO RI 5357米、KALA PATTHAR 5550米、CHHUKHUNG RI 5550米)。于第十天终于来到了攀登ISLAND PEAK(岛峰)的聚集地CHHUKHUNG(4730米)。 我们的登山证是在NAMCHE办理的,在CHHUKHUNG的客栈就租用了全套的登山装备(含上升器,下降器,主锁,高山靴,冰爪,安全带,帐篷等)。 ISLAND PEAK(岛峰)有两个登山大本营,BASE CAMP设在5080处,周边有水源,HIGH CAMP设在5600处,水源处较远,取水不是很方便。大部分队伍都选择将营地设在BASE CAMP。我们希望第二天上午登顶后能尽快直接返回到CHHUKHUNG,这样能少走些路,在和客栈老板商量后,决定将营地设在了两个营地之间的5400米处。客栈老板帮我们配备了一个夏尔巴高山向导,一个高山厨师,两个背夫。我们的夏尔巴高山向导桑巴,六次登顶珠峰,人非常好!在CHHUKHUNG一切准备就绪,等待第二天的出发~ 第一天路线:CHHUKHUNG(海拔4730米)-BASE CAMP(海拔5080米)-自建营地(海拔5400米从CHHUKHUNG(4730米)客栈出发 右边的房子就是CHHUKHUNG(4730米)一路都是缓上坡从CHHUKHUNG出来有一对德国夫妇和我们一起,也是去登ISLAND PEAK的,营地也是准备建在5400。路上遇到登山下撤的牦牛运输队左边这个山峰就是ISLAND PEAK海拔6189米,在这看感觉不是很高右边是我们要登的海拔6160米的ISLAND PEAK(岛峰),地图上识高度为6189米左边高大的山峰就是著名的世界第四高峰海拔8516米的LHOTSE(洛子峰)路边的一个登山营地走了两个半小时来到了设在5080处的BASE CAMPBASE CAMP有很多的帐篷,很多登山者都在这里休息,准备第二天的冲顶这里有很多的高山雪鸡,与人和谐相处。敬佩尼泊尔人的保护意识!在BASE CAMP等了一个多小时那对德国朋友才上来,他们高反有些严重,决定留在BASE CAMP休息,第二天再上。我们就按计划继续上到5400米的营地([]
第一篇T27次开往拉萨 很多年前,我便开始期待一次这样的旅行,抛开所有的羁绊,一个人去一个很远的地方。在决心出发的那一刻所有的困难都已成为过去,身体和灵魂终于一起走在路上。 火车慢慢开动的时候,我差点忘记了时间和空间,像是在做梦又以为是时光倒流了。那么多心情不停地更换那么多种画面不停的在脑中盘旋。我试着把头抬的更高,高到眼眶里的泪水无法落下来,只是留给眼睛一片潮湿和璀璨。我摊开手想触摸窗外呼啸而过的风可是再怎么努力我仍旧无法触及他的痕迹,就像我再怎样哭泣也唤不回种种过去。原来遗忘并不止表面的决绝和优雅,更多的还是实则的冷酷和强悍,我经过的那些青春已经形成一小段人生。我所向往的还是孤独,我所畏惧的仍是孤独。人本来就是一个复杂的结构,而思绪更是一个矛盾体。很多人都有这样的情绪,得不到的拼命想要,得到后又想要扔掉。这便是我们单纯又幼稚的青春,而我碰巧经过。很多张面孔在眼前经过,爱或不爱,想念或厌倦,陌生或熟悉。在火车抵达的那一刻,所有的一切都该有个了结,而后又重新吐出另一片遥遥无期的路程。 湛蓝的天空,行走的步伐,步入旅途,选择性的遗忘原来是为了让你记住更多的东西。我记得那条街、那个公交站、可爱的旺财、一饮而尽的啤酒、一手掌的树叶,自以为的哆嗦、反应迟钝的猪、那面镜子,红了的眼眶。记得每一道食物的味道、每一种风景的颜色,每一个瞬间的感动。那时候便觉得时间就是最好的良药,当你觉的力不从心的时候,莫如把一切都交付给它,他会让你把该忘记得都忘记,让你漫不经心的从一个故事走进另一个故事。 人有时候需要的东西极少,满眼的黄沙即可。天空蓝的眩晕,极不真实,却让我想起信仰来。想起小时候总是觉得时间过的太缓慢,总在期待长大,至少可以站在树下够着那片嫩绿,可以亲历一次花开的过程,可是真的长大了,却觉得流年似水,只消一个转身便告别了那个纯真多梦的年代,彷佛一夜间便可满头白发,那也可将一生的光阴燃烧殆尽。一生一世听上去多么漫长,其实回首转瞬即逝。 每一次变故,都会是人生的一个转弯。这一生总会有那么一些人,是你过河必须投下的石子,是你取暖煮茗必须的薪火,是你夜归照明的路灯,而后这些人都将成为过客,连同自己有一天一同交还给岁月,那时候孤影萍踪又将消失在哪里? 那一生遭遇的无数次相逢里,有的人是你看过了就忘记的风景,有的人早已在你心底生根抽芽,那些我们无法诠释的都归结给了宿命,无法分清的感觉便成了缘分,缘分深浅,早就分晓。之后仍你我如何修行也无法改变初始的模样。 人与人之间的聚散悲喜,在平日里细碎微琐,不过是日常生活里的一部分。但在路途上却不同,他们会被还原成最初的模样,成为内心里最珍贵的点滴,成列在时光深处,供生命纪念支撑未来的自己。对你的一字一句我都坚信不移,因这世上有了一个你我方才成了我。与这世上任何一个男子都有细微差别的你,温柔有时,暴烈有时,并以为,孤独是宿命!于是我开始担心,担心自己的身体有朝一日会在这庸碌的生活里磨成一艘老旧的木船,没有梦想没有远方甚至没有儿女情长,那样的话真是可怕。我依然相信你的话,可是亲爱的,你不在。 若问我旅行的意义我肯定答不上来,那是属于人生的课,能够回答人生的是时年和岁月以及那些在路上的感知和领悟,而在旅行之前谁也不知道会有怎样的震撼和深刻。这便是旅行最令人着迷的好。许巍,唱《旅行》。阵阵晚风吹动着松涛/吹响这风铃声如天籁/站在这城市的寂静处/让一切喧嚣走远/只有青山藏在白云间/蝴蝶自由穿行在清涧/看那晚霞盛开在天边/有一群向西归鸟,谁画出这天地又画下我和你/让我们的世界绚丽多彩/谁让我们哭泣又给我们惊喜/让我们就这样相爱相遇/总是要说再见相聚又分离/总是走在漫长的路上。 下一次想要启程的心,也许在熙熙攘攘的人群中。 珠峰我 来 了----2013.4.21--5.14我站在珠穆朗玛的面前风中是我 雪中是我灿烂的阳光下依然是我随心随性静是我 动是我自然而然我有一颗痴迷的心始终把你想念哪怕你高不可攀我有一双痴迷的眼始终看着你哪怕你冷若冰霜茫茫山野万岁奇冰可有生灵拨动心弦? 十几年如一段简单的旅程,时光流转消逝,我回头看看自己,才发现我是个行走在路上,寻找路的人 。自然的山与心中的山只有在那一瞬间契合,才能成为真正的风景,那么,撩开珠峰的神秘面纱,我想,它再也不会从我的心头抹去,就像我苦苦寻觅多年的爱人。。。。。 西藏高原号称世界最高高原,8000米以上的山峰11座,世界第一高峰——珠穆朗玛峰就在中尼边界上,号称世界第三极。难怪世界登山健将无不以到西藏来登山为荣,高原5000米以上的高俊山峰,大都终年积雪,到处是高峰兀立,寒光流泻,山舞银蛇,蔚为壮观。神奇而雄伟的西藏之山其实也并不乏淳朴而坚毅勇猛的个性,西藏的山不似内地山那般清秀内蕴,它山石嶙嶙,沉默不语,但棱角鲜明,直率坦荡,自有其独特的生命,犹如藏民族那纯朴善良、勇敢坚毅的性格。由此我们会想到,特殊的生存环境是一个民族性格形成的外在条件和基础,生活在雪域高原的藏族人民长期处于高寒缺氧的环境中,他们造就了与生命局限抗争的大无畏气概,高原般粗犷的性格、雄鹰般勇猛的精神、大山般豁达的胸怀,人在高原,望着海洋般湛蓝的天空与洁白的云朵,草原上艳丽的鲜花与嫩绿的青草,还有那封冻的冰山与银装素裹的雪山。。。。。。一种山一样崇高的神圣精神境界会油然而生,激荡全身。 登泰山而小天下,登珠峰而小苍穹! 珠穆朗玛峰,只要能一见她的容颜,即便是路途遥遥,山高水深,也不会停住前来拜见的凡尘之子们的脚步。 听藏民车赞说:珠峰能如此露出真容实属罕见,可见我们的人品有多好啊,呵呵 有人说:生命,是用来行走的;灵魂,是用来歌唱的。我说生命,是用来得瑟的。 我个人超级喜欢这张片子,他俩也说好,我们三个就像正在降落的跳伞队员,呵呵,不对,是无伞速降。 甘肃兰州的米萨,我们都叫他披萨,呵呵,超强的体力,而且年轻,英语说得那是老地道了,一路上只要遇到老外,他都会展示出他那一口地道的美式英语,羡煞我们了,此处走光。。。 此时的珠峰,美得令人目眩、陶醉 又是这个大包,还有我的七仔藏族小女孩,一双天真无邪的大眼睛窗外广漠无际的荒原([]
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