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2009年9月28日 早上5点多就起了床,匆匆去赶民航班车。乘坐845的CZ3682航班,1130到贵阳,在机场问了一下去荔波的航班,已经飞走了,于是彻底打消了飞荔波的念头。到延安西路客车站坐上下午100去荔波的长途车。 上次做长途旅行已经是去年国庆节的事了,那次去的是广西。一年之后再次出行,心中不免兴奋。虽然不是高速公路,但路况还不错,6个小时的车程竟未觉得十分疲劳。一进入荔波就看到了碧绿的樟江,荔波城区就是沿着樟江而建的,可以说樟江是荔波的母亲河。我们住的溪桥宾馆就在樟江边,离长途车站也只有几步路。荔波是一个新鲜而精致的小城,与我想象中的山中小镇的样子完全不同,可能近年旅游业的兴起已经使荔波发生了巨变。 在长途车上结识了两位旅伴,她们也是结伴从北京来荔波玩的。我们一起去不远处的茂兰旅游接待中心咨询了在荔波的日程安排,并订下了后天去茂兰的包车。之后,我们步行去美食街,中途在路边的大概叫月亮小吃的小馆吃了一碗牛肉粉。想不到,吃过米粉竟然饱了,原本要吃荔波烤鱼的,也只好做罢,留待明天了。不过,美美的喝了一碗杨梅汤,很爽。 2009年9月29日 今天的行程是小七孔和大七孔。到荔波之前,以为玩大、小七孔都是要包车的,其实大可不必。在长途车站有很多车到这两个景点,方便极了。 小七孔景区范围很大,要想在一天内把主要景点看完,必须乘坐电瓶车。电瓶车的第一站就是小七孔桥。这是一座建于清道光年间的古桥,石块砌成,桥的规格并不大,中有七孔,因此被称作小七孔桥,小七孔景区也是因此桥而得名的。 小七孔桥把一带碧水分割开来,桥身在宁静的水中投下倒影,四周树木繁茂,是个极其幽静的所在。 桥头的一棵枯树有半截身子在水中,枝条扭曲着,遒劲有形,愈发为这处景观增添了几许古朴。 小七孔景区最重要的景观就是水,各种形态、各种颜色的水。 从小七孔桥沿溪边小路西行,不久就到了拉雅瀑布。拉雅瀑布从山上倾泻而下,汇入响水河,响水河在这一带从高到低形成68级叠水,叠水、瀑布相呼应,千姿百态,很好看。 从这里向上,一共有68级叠水,不过,只有一直沿着响水河走上去才能都看到。 这是68级叠水的一部分,那水极清澈,从高处一层一层地跌落下来,仿佛有说不尽的欢乐。 这就是拉雅瀑布,水被山岩和灌木撕扯成千丝万缕。 从侧面看叠水。 小七孔景区里到处都是瀑布,形态各异。水会为风景增添灵气,此说不谬,小七孔就因水而充满了灵动之气。 这是个不知名的小瀑布。 所谓叠水,其实就是成群的小瀑布。 游览路线一直沿着响水河向上,把68级瀑布都看过,就到了第二个电瓶车停靠点,电瓶车把游人送到下一个景点:水上森林。水上森林属湿地景观,从电瓶车停靠点到水上森林要穿过一片密密的竹林。 在灌木丛中发现了一条蛇,看它身上彩色的斑纹,很可能是有毒的。 水边的丛林里有这种美丽的花,它有一个非常罗曼蒂克的名字,叫曼珠莎华。 美丽的野花在水边尽情开放,伴着潺潺流水,丝毫不感寂寞。 两只蜻蛉落在水边的树叶上,仿佛在接受检阅。 随处可见结了这种果实的灌木,不知道是什么。 茂密的树木扎根在流水里,根系抱定水下的岩石,形成了奇特的水上森林。这是植物为适应多地表水的地理环境所具有的特性。 生物多样化几乎是所有湿地的共同特征。我虽不懂生物学,但也随手拍下一些照片。 全身蓝色的蜻蜓。 蓝头红尾的蜻蜓。 又一种不同的蜻蜓。还有好多种呢,不过有的特别警觉,不易接近;还有的只飞不落,所以不易拍到。 一只花蝴蝶。 这种蝴蝶好象比较少见,身后拖着长长的尾巴。 又一处小瀑布 水生植物极其丰富,典型的湿地景观。 走出湿地,坐上电瓶车,下一站是卧龙潭。 “哇!”第一眼望见卧龙潭,我不由得叫出声来,太美了,美得不可思议!如果不是以前去过九寨沟,恐怕不敢相信,现实中真的有这样美丽的景致吗?难怪,贵州人自称小七孔可以与九寨沟相媲美。我是2003年去的九寨沟,那时的九寨沟在旅游旺季已经是人满为患了,小七孔毕竟还没有那么喧嚣,再说,现在是国庆前夕,还没到游客最多的时候,我们可以在欣赏美景的同时享受一分宁静。 耳边只是瀑布的轰鸣,那是自然之声。 潭,蓝得幽深;瀑,白得耀眼。 卧龙潭和瀑布是由于一道弧形的人工坝拦截了响水河而形成的。 微风拂过卧龙潭,水面波光鳞鳞,煞是好看。 看,这象不象是一只深邃的眼睛! 卧龙潭是小七孔景区的最精华,水在这里变成了令人难以置信的蓝色。潭的四周,林木幽深,仿佛隐藏着许多秘密。([]
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[ ]9、16晚六点半青岛准时出发北京徒步长城,这是几年来第一次如此准时出行,感谢童鞋们。在天津和黄骅之间,大雨瓢泼而至,再加北屿短信告之北京大雨,心骤然又不安起来,虽说之前看密云晴天,但现在对天气预报着实不敢抱太大希望,只能想没雨就好。一路雨中行至北京,五环接上娜娜。行至密云,路边一点雨的迹象也没有,大喜。17早七点半从古北口上山,沿长城蜿蜒行走。且行且拍,队伍慢慢一点点拉开,据说走在前面的是小报记者,走在后面的是摄影师一路慢慢走来,在金山岭长城内沐浴阳光梦回明朝等落日也是很开心的一件事、、、、、、、18日清早三点半起床四点农家出发,四点十分进检票处,一路急行军四点半到达后川口上到敌楼上,开始夜爬长城。司马台景区于2010年六月因景区修整关闭,而我们要去的望京楼就在司马台景区内,大家不远千里来到长城上,望京楼也是一个必须要去的地方之一,集体决定后要夜爬长城就为了避开景区保安,及至到了司马台景区内因长城内地面以修复,逐开始了跑城。一路小跑过了铁索桥,经东坡村八点十分上到望京楼和仙女楼。中午十二点离开密云,天津晚饭顺便逛了意式风情街并观看天津夜景。于零晨四点抵青,至此结束长城徒步开心而快乐的旅程。以流水帐记录全程,后续期待油国佳文有片片的童鞋全程砸过来,分享开心快乐之旅第一张是从古北口到金山岭的线路图,全程17公里用时10小时,其中行走才用了五小时多点,其余时间不是在拍照就是在休息,很惬意呢。因第二天的数据丢失没有详细的记录,只能用景区线路图来做个大概说明,走涵龙沟经丫髻山寨、花楼、东五眼楼、麒麟壁、文字长城、过温泉水库经东坡村直达望京楼,大约也有十公里左右。 野长城游记去穿越古北口、金山岭、司马台三段长城是很早之前就定下来的,为此兴奋了好久,耳畔一直回响着张明敏的《我的中国心》这首歌:“长江、长城,黄山、黄河,在我心中重千斤,无论何时,无论何地,心中一样亲。留在心里的血,澎湃着中华的声音...... ”一直盼着这一天的到来。之前出去玩,心情总是非常的愉悦,而这次长城之行心里却觉着沉甸甸的,可能是长城在我心里过于神圣,就像是朝拜一样吧。作为中年人,在面对这些历史古迹的时候,感触与年轻人会有所不同,可能会更深一些的。车在漆黑的高速公路上飞驰,我的思绪早已飞到了长城之巅。夜很深了,车厢里早已没有了年轻人的嬉闹声,进入河北境内,下起了雨,且越下越紧,进入耳畔的只有雨声和发动机的低鸣,秋雨打在车窗上,就像打在我的心头,一丝寒意袭来,不禁打了个寒战。这是怎么了?我渴望了解历史,我离着历史越来越近。长城,我来了。登上长城,残缺破败的残墙断壁映入眼帘,心中不免平添了一丝苍凉之感,但它雄伟依然,尽显残缺之美,抑制不住激动的我频频按下快门,始终冲在队伍的最前头。以前我来过长城,但那是修复过的慕田峪长城,心里涌现的只有感叹和自豪,而这次站在未修复的明长城上,头一次与古代遗迹有了一种心灵的碰撞,我能读懂你吗?我觉得长城与圆明园不一样,虽然都是历史遗迹,虽然都已破败,但长城体现的是古老中国的强大和不可战胜,而圆明园则寓意着中国的耻辱。一个从强大到衰败的中国历史就这么浮现出来。我不是搞历史的,我只是历史长河中的一个过客。我也是一个爱国者,我为我的祖先感到骄傲。今天来到这,除了震撼,我只能用我的思维去了解它,解读它;用我的双脚去丈量它,接触它;用我的心灵去抚摸它,亲吻它。 长城从嘉峪关而来,向山海关而去,绵延近万里; 长城从历史而来,向未来而去,历经几千年; 长城从儿时父母的故事而来,也必将在我们的子孙中传唱下去,世世代代,永不停息。 在古代,长城用它坚强挺拔的身躯抵挡外来列强的入侵;在现在,长城用它苍老破败但依旧雄伟的容貌迎接中外慕名而来的游客;到未来,长城必将成为中华民族的象征,中华儿女的中华魂。而此时的长城则像一位老者,静静地安卧在那里,向人们讲述着中华民族的兴衰荣辱,讲述着它所目睹的历史故事,讲述着它曾经的辉煌,从没停止过...... QD胡司令古长城有感 2011、9、20 古北口二十四眼楼 感谢8264感谢欧格翠 偶也来凑个热闹吧这是第二次走长城了,去年的九一八清晨五点半我和花花还有绿海坐在北京西站边的肯德基看着窗外未明的天及飘忽而至的大雨,商议着还要不要去箭扣,最后决定先去逛京城再去箭扣。也就是那次有幸在箭扣长城上看到了云海,看到残破而峻美挺拔的古长城(https//bbs.8264.com/thread-513143-1-1.html)心生感慨:明年现来一次。没成想因中秋节的原因日期延后的结果是和去年箭扣仅相差一天,呵呵,偶声明,真不是故意的。闲话少叙,图归正传,因这次活动有不少都是提前预留出本次活动时间,故而回来后都很忙,片片都没时间发,偶先发几张,小卡片成相效果差,勉强看吧。敬业的摄影师,据说假牙也露出来,唉,我真不是故意把嫩拍成这样滴我起誓:绝不破坏长城的一草一木,做到除了脚印什么也不带走 我们的队伍向着长城的方向前进,在这里你可以放飞心情,踏着脚下的明砖一步一个历史的向前走、、、、、偶来几张险滴,其实顺长城再往前走一个敌楼的位置,有个可以上长城的地方,当时不知顺城墙爬上来的,还好有惊无险每个人都安全上来了 那天出其的好,天很蓝,白云大朵大朵的漂浮在空中静止不动,如同块块棉花糖通过箭口望去,长城如同一条巨龙静静的卧在那里,诉说着几百年的沧桑 来几朵棉花糖 这就是金山岭长城中的障墙以下片片全部由胡司令所拍,版权归司令所有在这个收获的季节,一地金灿灿的玉米,成为成王爷穿越前掠夺的粮食在阳光下 在曲折蜿蜒、错综纵横的千山万水间, 那一座一座的列城,屏障和烽堠使你长城内外的子子孙孙 统一成了 一个在世界上独一无二的伟大民族! 秦皇无策建长城,刘氏仍穷北路兵。若遇单于旧牙帐,却应伤叹汉公卿。 无名小花静静绽放在长城角下,同日月星辰见证长城风雨天津意式风情街头上的工艺品,让我们这群刚从时空穿越而的人有一丝的不适应([]
在8264潜水多年,发过帖子,但都是提问帖,寻求帮助的。这次发一个关于清迈的分享帖。我7月份在清迈赖了半个月,从下面几个方面和大家分享一下赖在那的日子。都是原片,真实再现。希望我能把楼盖完,这个帖子不会烂尾清迈·街拍(39楼,在清迈取现和换汇)清迈·信仰(68楼开始)清迈·夜市(115楼“夜市·小吃”、193楼“夜市·人物”)8264驴·游清迈(225楼)泰北·Pai(250楼开始、286楼粉红主木屋旅馆)清迈·火车站(305楼)、大学(316楼)、双龙寺(321楼)清迈·市场walolo(338楼开始)、Airport Plaza(429楼)清迈·吃(474楼)清迈·住(607楼青旅“little bird”)清迈·店里的手工艺品(665楼)曼谷·terminal 21厕所专(724楼)文字攻略篇(781楼)清迈印象:这是在清迈长康路附近的鲜花市场拍的。清迈地图: 看到清迈的第一眼第一晚住的地方(合RMB170,含早餐)后面会对此行住的地方做个总结。清迈的主要交通工具图解:1、最上面的是双条车。清迈的双条车分为六个颜色(红、白、绿、黄、蓝、橘)。红色是随招随停的(20泰铢起),与司机沟通好目的地和价钱,下车付费。另外五种颜色的则行驶固定的路线;2、右下角的是“dudu”40泰铢起,也是随招随停;3、自行车租一天也就50B(合RMB10),“一天”的概念就是24小时;4、老外们通常喜欢租摩托车,这样远近都可以去了。接下来发些街拍照片,都是原片,大家自己找感觉吧在清迈的日子,总能“转角遇上花”。在泰国绕不开的就是寺庙和僧人。后面会有一个寺庙的专 很喜欢每家门前的信箱,后面会有一个专几乎每家每户都供养着佛,每天都要拜一拜的:)来点本土的哈几乎每家都会挂的。。。普通的市场,后面会有一个walolo专。 先盖到这。。。 银行都以颜色区分,持中国的借记卡可以在支持中国银联的ATM机上直接取钱。以下都是可以直接取现的银行:Bangkok Bank(曼谷银行,橙色)KASIkom Bank(泰华农民银行,绿色)TMB(泰国军人银行,蓝红相间)UOB(大华银行)Siam City Bank(泰国城市银行,红色)Siam Commercial Bank(泰国商业银行,紫色)关于取现手续费:泰国的银行,每取一笔,手续费是150B。国内银行手续费一般是取现金额1%+12元。关于换汇,我个人认为可以在国内换好,或在清迈的superrich拿人民币换(美元就更好了),换汇都不错的。我给大家上一个我的工行卡明细截图,能直观体现在清迈ATM取现的费用艺术中心,拿护照去可有免费的中文讲解。在交通高峰期,会有交警给到寺庙参观的游客的车开道哈。([]
前提:这是2011年的游记,只是发布的比较晚而已~回答下大家的疑虑有时候会觉得,独自旅行并不是一件看起来那么风光的事。在机场等飞机的时候,在lignon hill呆坐着等火山的时候,孤独的夜晚在legaspi的政府宿舍里看电视的时候,咬着呼吸管睁大眼睛看着紫色珊瑚的时候,子夜拿着手电筒走山路回家的时候 ,星光下泛舟海面看萤火虫的时候,在饭店里苍蝇围绕哦中洗无穷无尽的盘子的时候,在MRT出站电梯上回头望着汹涌人潮的时候,经常会想到很多东西,关于旅行,承诺,生命,时间,以及所有的一切。我似乎是为了寻找其中存在的某种意义,想要变得更坚强,更隐忍,更闪亮,更勇敢,所以才迷恋一个人的旅行。但是回首时,发现旅行仅仅是旅行本身,意义之类的东西只是转瞬即逝的心灵悸动,我害怕忘记,渴望惊喜,所以,我背上包,第二次探索菲律宾,我钟爱的国度。 我希望你不是为图而来,而是用心和我一起体会这段旅行,文字有13000多,如果没有耐心,请不要看了。*沙发couchsurfing指的是“沙发客”,一种通过网络联系当地居民免费获得住宿的办法。D1:我回来了依然是红眼delay航班,依然是怨妇一样的心态,每次旅行的开端心境仿佛都不怎么好,没心情欣赏广州的夜色,翻出《挪威的森林》英文版开始看第十遍。不知不觉睡着了,醒来已经是在马尼拉,打的去了international youth hostel.这里就像是我的家一样,每个服务生我都认识,每个微笑我都熟悉。在凌晨2点冲进门,说出“我回来了,亲爱的们。”的时候,仿佛时光倒流,一切美好的事情还会重演。D2:我的家 早上出门的第一个目的地显然是Intramuros,当跪在教堂的椅子上,仰望彩绘玻璃窗的时候,上帝告诉我,尽管过去了3个月的时光,尽管这世界上发生了千千万万的事,马尼拉还是那个马尼拉,Intramuros还是我的Intramuros,youth hostel还是我的家,内心安稳。每次回到马尼拉,最重要的事情非购物莫属,尤其Makati是我最爱,这次刚好赶上FOREVER 21打折,所有女孩像疯了一样在里面抢来抢去。全年都是夏天的国度,毛衣比夏装还便宜,每次都有一种乡下老鼠进城的感觉,眼睛都看不过来的五光十色。逛完大商场就是Baclaran market,因为青旅在附近,Baclaran market成为每天的必经之地。或许你在马尼拉,看过马尼拉湾的落日,去过各大shopping mall血拼,进过Intramuros的每一座古老建筑,但是这还不完全是真实的马尼拉。这座城市有摩天大楼,有古老建筑,更有Baclaran market 污水横流的逼仄街道,在泥水中嬉戏的儿童,推车卖饮品的小贩,鳞次栉比的服装小店,炸鸡的香味,钱币递出的响声,五花八门的Jeepny,街边鲜艳的各种切好的水果……这个世界真实的一面在彼处,也在此处。 晚上在青旅和大家聊天拍照,感叹facebook终于可以用了真是太难得了。D3:没有火山 青旅的隔音效果很差,晚上常有很吵很吵的摩托车经过,宿舍里住的基本都是菲律宾人,早上6点她们就会起床洗漱,睡得不沉,就会被吵醒。可是很奇迹地,我睡到10点才起。和一个日本哥哥一起拼车打的去机场。每次听到我说出自己的名字Sukey时,他就开心得手舞足蹈.....在机场等去legaspi的飞机的时间里,注意到一个女生,化着很得体漂亮的妆容,穿MUJI的衣服,看的书,文字是竖着写的。她就是我后来搭讪的山田蓝子,日菲混血,少见的英文超好没有口音的日本女孩,在legaspi的私立大学读书,在飞机delay的时间里,我们聊到donsol,聊到异国生活,被她表扬我的日语没有中国口音,非常开心。可惜飞机降落后就再也没有见到她。旅行中有无数的离别,我知道只有相逢的喜悦才能冲淡离别的伤感。这次来菲律宾之前匆匆忙忙在couchsurfing联系到了legaspi和coron的两个host,legaspi的host Pearl Marian 是位非常善良的大学老师,竟然来机场接我,带我去cagsawa church ,可惜天气阴沉,不能看到火山全貌。一路上她对我讲述2009年那一场台风,夺去了许许多多的生命。马荣火山就在那里,有时像守护神一样,惠泽方圆百里的田野,有时又称为猛兽,伤害山脚下的人。pearl带我去pacific mall里吃了晚饭,又叫她的医生朋友Jay帮我联系,让我住在政府宿舍里,RMB28一晚还是有空调有电视的单人房,电视可以收到好多中文频道,异国他乡能听到中文是非常开心的事。晚上下起大雨,pearl介绍我去宿舍附近的Bicol Blends Cafe 吃东西,第一次吃到云呢拿辣味雪糕,非常刺激!雨一直不停,她拿出笔记本电脑上网,我拿出书慢慢看。背景音乐是无穷无尽的爵士乐,我喜欢这种安静美好的氛围。([]
旅行,之于我,是一种生活状态和生活方式,再次背上行囊,离开熟悉的大都市,只身一人来到让我热爱不已的四川,来对一直没机会去看看的阿坝州、甘孜州等地做一次探索。一个月,从秋走到冬,再从冬走到秋,收获的不仅仅在相机镜头里,还在心里,有暖暖的情谊和让人珍藏的友情……这种感觉,在回到家整理照片和游记的时候尤为浓烈,在收到朋友短信问候的时候尤为温暖,在网上交换照片的时候尤为欣慰,在掩上电脑回忆时候尤为感怀……四川,我还会再来的!路线介绍:出门基本没计划过,脑子里只想过九寨、德格两个地方,为了把这两个地方串起来,于是:成都-九寨-黄龙-松潘-汶川-桃坪羌寨-理县-毕棚沟-米亚罗-马尔康-丹巴-甘孜-德格-甘孜-新都桥-康定-泸定-磨西-西昌-泸沽湖-西昌-雅安-峨眉-双流第一站:九寨从成都开往九寨的车,早上8点开到晚上5点。当时怨声载道,不过整个月走下来,这条路还算较好的路了。由于5.12地震后对从汶川、茂县、松潘进九寨的路影响很大,这段路一直在修,导致进九寨的路采取“单进双出”的限制措施,不仅是这个方向,从绵阳、平武进九寨也是限制的。每天从成都新南门车站开往九寨方向的车有四班,其中最后一班8点钟的是加班车。前一晚到达成都已经6点多,买票的时候已经是最后几个座位了。高昂的票价让我咋舌不已,170大元。以前导游书上说,120元左右的,看来真是物价飞涨啊然而,进九寨的一瞬,会让你觉得再辛苦也是值得的,因为九寨,真的是一个让任何形容词都失色的童话世界令人无比意外的是,今年冬天来得早,九寨秋叶正灿烂的时候,已经下了第一场雪。最高点则查洼沟的长海和日则沟的原始森林已经完全是银装素裹的世界。第一天和前一日在青旅认识的三个朋友一起进沟,到树正寨下来放下行李。早上7点多,有人没有几个,坐上景区巴士人也空空落落。树正寨似乎也才苏醒过来,在丹果(音)家住下,就急匆匆地赶往长海。天上正飘雨,感到有点小郁闷。前面几天可正是晴天呢。哎,运气不好。匆匆走过树正群海,在老虎海乘车点坐上网长海方向的车。一路上绚烂的秋叶、变黄的松树、前几日降霜后雪白的高山针叶林层层叠叠,层次感分明。随着海拔渐高,在下季节海的转弯处,彩色渐退,过渡至银色。窗外开始淅淅沥沥的小雨,逐渐变成飘雪。雪花打着弯向车窗铺来,虽然冷,我们还是情不自禁地拉开窗门,让雪点打在脸上。从下季节海到上季节海的路上,经过一片挺长的松树林,雪积得不厚,恰到好处地压在绿色的松枝上,让整片林子一层白一层绿,煞是沉静。上季节海面前,周遭的山体已经全然是白色,海子在天色、林子颜色的映衬下,完全是一片宁静的白,水面上飘起的一阵雾气,轻柔炫目。顺便说一下,上下季节海是不停车的,只能从车窗往外观赏终于,接驳车停在长海面前。一个观景台让长海的容颜一览无余。游人兴奋地在海子边拍照,但大家似乎都没有大声喧哗,不愿破坏这恬静的景色。初到长海,正逢第一层雾气在日渐温度的作用下飘起来,海子周围的山显露出来,雾气一层一层,把山体也隔成一层一层,浓淡相宜的山和雾在镜头中营造出仙境一般的感觉。美总是和爱美之人做时间赛跑,清晰的山湖海转瞬即逝,雾气再次聚拢在山体上,除了海子的表面,白茫茫的一片,似乎连自己都成了雾中的一份子。从观景台的右手边下行可到达长海水面上的栈道,和海子如此贴近,水中孤岛落满白雪,清晰地倒影在水面上。前方树林时隐时现,一会儿让水面呈现出海市蜃楼般美丽,一会儿水面又呈现出纯净的白,没有言语词汇能够形容这样的景色,唯有在岸边静静地欣赏。冬景很耐看,一种冷静冷峻的美虽然只有黑白,却让人总想往深处探寻也许大多数人都是冲着九寨之秋来的,没想到轻而易举地同时拥有了两个季节的感觉。秋,就像少女的眼神,含情脉脉,灼热斑斓;而冬,就好似深谙世事却风韵不减的少妇,平静地诉说着故事,让人回味。长海看台往左手边有个栈道可以下到海子的边上,这里更能看到海子的精华我们下到栈道时,游客很少,大多聚集在观景台附近。整条栈道上脚印也没有几个,此处雪厚,把自己的脚印印上去,特别清晰。一路可以走到贴近山边的镜头,倒下来的木头上也覆盖着一层雪,这是才意识到自己是走进原始森林了。和朋友在栈道上拍了很久,搞怪出各种动作,都不愿离去。来了三个兵哥哥,虽然严肃,但看上去年纪很小,让我们都觉得他们是乘巡逻之机娱乐一番。他们自己滚个大雪球,大起雪仗来。我们就上去拉他们拍照,他们立刻又做出一副严肃的样子,很有意思。最终,一个大概是年纪最小的被我们扣下来拍照,照片上我们笑得好灿烂,他却有点尴尬,很有意思呢。 离开长海,沿着栈道去五彩池。栈道不长,但走的很慢,一是路上不停地发现拍摄点,大家停下来拍个不停,二是前面一天下雪,栈道结冰了,一个姐姐的鞋子很滑,走起来小心翼翼。景区工作人员虽然已经不停地铲雪,但树上融雪掉下来,还是很快地在地面结冰。一路上可拍的点很多,虽然只有黑色和白色,即树木枝干和雪,但此景能出些音调分明的片子。很多爱好者架着脚架,在此耐心选景,冷对他们早已不是问。他们亮丽的衣服颜色,在冰天雪地中反而成为亮点,成为景色的一部分。五彩池,开始我以为是五个色彩各异的池子,原来是一个能呈现出五种颜色的池。当然了,海拔3000多米的地方已经率先进入冬季,五花山的色彩已经褪去,五彩池自然也不能呈现出五种颜色了。不过,这纯净的蓝色却不受天气的影响,即便在这样的天气,依然蓝得深邃。短短的一段栈道,我们走过就用了一个小时,因为一步一景,可拍的太多了。有的拍湖水,有的拍叶子,有的拍远山,有的拍水里的枯木。岸边还堆了一个雪人,广东姐姐把黄色围巾放上去,好漂亮,顿时成为一个新景点,我们拍好,在排队等拍照的人就请求他们不要取走围巾。冬雪覆盖下的五彩池有种透彻的美感,蓝色的睡眠静静地倒影着银装的山和松树,很淡雅的美快出五花海栈道时,天突然放晴,感受到太阳光温暖的一刹那,似乎整个五彩池也活跃起来。周围树林上的雪反射出的光,水面反射出星辉般的光,交汇在一起,我们霸占了栈道的一个绝好拍摄角落,很久不愿离去。游客真不少,我们缓慢地 向前挪动,不是走不过去,而是舍不得走从五彩池下来的坐车点,往下走几步,就是上季节海了,远远地看一眼,也是很好的享受。远处有一片工地,似乎在建房子,也许以后,上季节海也会成为一个停留点的。原来以为则查洼沟这边两个点很快就看完了,没想到从五彩池出来已经下午1点了。坐车回到诺日朗中心站,匆匆吃过午饭,几乎就是把食物拿出来胡乱往嘴里塞进去,就马上搭车向日则沟方向去。坐在右手边,一路是看不完的海子,不绝于耳的赞叹声。在诺日朗中心站稍作休息后,来到了日则沟尽头的原始森林。从上往下,是整个九寨沟的精华所在。这只是原始森林最靠外的一部分,所谓的“深山老林”还在更远处。在林子里,感到格外的静,人的说话声会被树叶吸收似地,隔一段距离,都听不清楚了。从原始森林下栈道走,经过芳草海和天鹅海,相对于五花海等景点,这里游客相对稀少。栈道隐在山林一侧,茂密的水草掩盖了海子,仅留出一条细细的水道让海子流淌过。天鹅海上有很多草甸子,说是雪足够厚覆盖着草甸子,就好像天鹅绒一般细腻。这两天的雪尚不足以完全覆盖草甸,略有遗憾。天鹅海虽然有白色天鹅羽翼的装点,但绿草青青还是很舒服的色彩重新上车过箭竹海,此海子得名源于此处生长的是熊猫爱吃的箭竹,据导游说,97年竹子大面积开花过,现在这片海子,完全是新生长的。往下不远就是熊猫海了,这个海子是冬天唯一结冰的海,但没明白为什么,位于3000多米的长海难道不结冰么?熊猫海栈道往里走,可看见完美的远山倒影,这里似乎比镜海还要平静,山的轮廓和树的形状都非常清晰。水面很宽阔,不时地飘起一层水雾,和远山上的起雾相得益彰,把大景观分割成一段一段,层次分明。熊猫海边有些意外收获,看到两个野鸭很自在地在梳理羽毛周围立刻聚集了拍摄的人不过它们完全没有被打扰的感觉接下来,就是最著名的九寨招牌景点五花海了,下五花海有两条路,一条是走熊猫海到五花海栈道,可以看见熊猫海瀑布,为九寨落差最大的叠瀑;另一条是沿着车行公路向下走,可以一观五花海如孔雀开屏般的全景,因这俯瞰的效果,五花海又名孔雀海。([
妈妈你是不是又要出发了?是的我的宝贝。这次你要去哪里?很远很远很远吗?羌塘草原,很远呢!妈妈,那是在哪里啊?咱们家的西北以北。会很苦很苦吗?会很艰苦的。那你不要去了好不好,我会心疼。不行呀,宝贝。这是个约定,不可以退缩的。妈妈,那你走不动的时候,就想着我爱你,想着我在家里等你回来,你就肯定有力气走得动了。。。。好的,我的宝贝,妈妈记住了 前言:这篇游记是我作为普通背包客同时又是一个孩子妈妈出行三十四天点滴的记录。不同以往的出行,这次孩子爱和鼓励一路支撑我走下来。不喜好者绕路即可。 我亲爱的孩子: 离开你的三十四天里,妈妈无时不刻惦记着千里之外的你。作为一个背包爱好者,注定一年中会有段时间不能陪在你身边,对此妈妈心里总怀着一份歉意和愧疚。你心里一定怪妈妈自私,说走就走,可是妈妈要对你说,人一生总要有自己的一份坚持,总要做一次自己想做的事情,走一次自己想走的路。相信等你长大,会理解这一切的。感谢你,小小男子汉,勇敢的面对妈妈不在家的日子,如你所说那样支持妈妈背包。为此,这篇游记献给你,我的天使。 首先妈妈要告诉你,我的孩子,要记住所无论什么事情,只有自己亲身经历才知道真正的事实,切不要以你自己的主观思想去妄下评论。无人区的穿越,不是有些人想象的那么拉风,刺激,玩酷,炫耀,也不是随意就可去,背着包就能走的,不过也不要想的遥不可及,不可逾越。故事很长,我慢慢的讲,你慢慢的听。。。。。。。 我的孩子,羌塘草原在藏北高原,在昆仑山脉、唐古拉山脉和冈底斯山脉之间。这里寒冷无比,真正的滴水成冰,地形地貌多变,有草原、高山草甸、戈壁、湖泊、山川,这十八天,妈妈亲眼见到大自然种种奇妙的融合。这些之前只有在电视或者书里面才有所了解。这里还有许多的野生动物,牦牛,藏羚羊,野驴,鹰,熊,还有一种妈妈不知道名字的鼠类动物。这是个与你生活的环境截然不同的世界。 2012年3月30日:我的孩子:出发了,在送你上学后,回家最后整理行囊直奔南京禄口机场。天一直下着雨,你说妈妈每次出门天气总是不好,你也总是会生病。妈妈真想告诉你,心里多么在乎你,爱着你。因为乌鲁木齐大风,虽然下午两点就到机场了但飞机延误至晚上九点钟才能起飞。还好有朋友把妈妈接到夫子庙喝茶,休息,否则干坐机场候机是件非常磨人的事情。回想一下,出发前,天气一直不好,跑步断断续续,体力没有很好的得到提升,对能不能全程徒步真是心里没底。妈妈会尽量努力的,很多事情,你不去努力怎么知道行不行呢?这是妈妈一直和你说的,妈妈自己也一定要做到。飞机在银川经停,到达银川之前,遭遇气流,飞机颠簸异常厉害,忽上忽下的起伏,我的一颗心却无比安宁。机窗外一玄弯月明亮无比,机窗下是灯火通亮。终于在凌晨两点半,平安降落乌鲁木齐,我的孩子,你肯定在熟睡中呢。 2012年3月31日: 我的孩子:一夜没睡安稳,七点多就醒来了,这是你上学的时间呢,可乌鲁木齐还没天亮。你会诧异了吧?新疆和咱们家存在两个小时时差,直到十点钟街上才慢慢有人出现。和红袖阿姨汇合后,红袖阿姨带着我溜达在乌鲁木齐的小巷里,吃烤肉,新疆凉皮,然后再到干果市场一通大肆采购。干果店里品种非常多,葡萄干,杏干,无花果干,还有大枣,巴旦木,东尝尝西尝尝,都不知道买些啥了。最后乱七八糟瞎买一通, 立刻快递回家,你会奇怪妈妈还没回家怎么包裹先到了。 因为飞库尔勒的航班是半夜的,所以应我强烈要求去逛了下大巴扎。“巴扎”,是维吾尔语,意思就是集市、农贸市场。走到这里,异域风情扑面而来,满街都是维吾尔族人。很多的工艺品琳琅满目。 大风的缘故,去库尔勒的航班很多都取消了,但妈妈和下午抵达乌鲁木齐的队友还是去机场想碰碰运气,还真是运气不错,和大部分队友会合后,在最后时间得到准时起飞的通知。这样凌晨一点钟到达库尔勒。在乌鲁木齐的大巴扎你能看见你熟悉的家乐福,喜欢的肯德基。 乌鲁木齐南北分界线很明显,南边维族聚集地,北边汉族聚集地。一到大巴扎附近,异域风情越发浓烈。不过我没有将镜头对准街上来来往往的人群,似乎真没有这个习惯拿着相机扫街,也并不以此为趣。这个坚持一直到拉萨也是如此,面对大昭寺虔诚的朝见磕头藏民,我不忍心让他们成为镜头里的道具。 仅此一张很远的,维族妇女和孩子的照片,让我想起牵着你的小手散步的场景。 2012年4月1日---4月2日 我的孩子:妈妈夜里总是睡不踏实,咳嗽的厉害。时差的缘故,在这里天天十点钟吃早饭,两点吃中饭,晚上九点吃晚饭。过着不可想象的日子,晚上九点多还天光大亮!吃完早饭,领队挨个的检查个人装备准备情况,没想到妈妈这个菜鸟居然收拾的还能评个七八十分,偷笑中。想想自己之前就是个什么都不懂的傻子一般,所以,我的孩子,任何事情不怕你不会,只怕你不肯去用心学习和做。 有个插曲,因为车队的队长带队还没有回来,出发时间不确定,我们只能原地待命。 晚上十一点半,最后一个队友,湖北的鱼姐姗姗来迟,这样穿越的十名队员全部到齐。大家互相招呼着,闲聊着。领队说,出发日期估计会拖到五号,这要到哪里去溜达一圈才好呢,可不能浪费宝贵的假期。 队伍有队伍的纪律,领队开了个会议,宣布一些徒步注意事项,路线安排以及物资购买的确定和分工。 学习是无止尽的,妈妈出发前GPS摸都没摸过一下,利用集体学习和实践的时机,赶紧的恶补。这是在无人区最重要的安全保障,没有这个在无人区非常容易走失,领队再三强调必须人手一台。每个人都认真的学习着,出行安全永远放在第一位!这是对自己也是最家人负责。嘻嘻,宝贝,你在照片中找的到哪个是妈妈吗? 新疆除了瓜果有名气,最不能错过的就是烤肉。才到库尔勒队友就强烈建议去吃囊坑烤肉,我很好奇,为啥叫囊坑烤肉?羊肉串咱这也有卖啊?有啥特殊的?到了地方一看,才知道真真的大不一样呢。烤肉是论斤称的卖,透着西北人的豪气,烤肉是放进一个大坑里烤制的,一架架排满。香气扑鼻,诱人垂涎三尺。宝贝,你最爱吃肉,不过你不爱吃羊肉,哈哈,所以假如你在的话,我一点不担心和你抢的打起来。你看见没有,肉就挂在架子上,要肥要瘦随意挑选,一坐下就有人上前招呼,你只管报要吃的部位和数量就好。 跑进厨房,追根究底的找囊坑,哈,果真两个大坑冒着香气,肉就是在那烤制的 呆了一会,烤的自己脸通红,赶紧的回座位,吃是正理,至于拍照嘛。。。。。。满手是油实在不方便。。。回复 ~懒猫~ 的帖子哎,咱菜园子里这会种了颗果树,嘻嘻嘻回复 小小闵 的帖子得了,你一贯作风,完篇时我通知你哈 2012年4月3日我的孩子:这次活动,妈妈负责的是全队的急救常识普及和药品购买。于是早饭后和队友一起按照事先开好的清单将公用药品购买齐全。这么长时间在野外徒步,特别是高海拔的无人区,药品的准备必须考虑齐全。除了常用药以外,还准备了救心丸,地塞米松,利尿片等特殊用药,以应付高反引起的急性肺水肿,脑水肿。一旦有人出现这些症状,药品就是救命的根本。你一直好奇妈妈急救包里有些什么,现在告诉你那里面装着足够动一个小型手术的所有必备物品:手术刀,剪刀,橡胶手套,止血带,针,线,绷带,纱布以及系列外用药,药品就不用说了,还有一块救生毯。这个小小的急救包能保证在野外遇到突发意外受伤或者疾病时,生命受到一定保障 领队看着无精打采的大伙,决定找个地方拉练下,别荒废了憋足的劲。于是GPS采集了一个数据点,根据导航向郊外走去。歪打正着的就到了一个叫库鲁伦格的峡谷里,据偶遇的当地驴友说,这还是天山的一个小小支脉。峡谷初现荒凉的西部景色,只有石块和黄土,连头顶的天都是灰色的。顺着山谷往里走,没有变化的单一,脚下一会是松软的沙石,一会是大石块。我不禁感慨,要是到无人区也是这么个样子,那走起来多没劲,直到下午六点走多出峡谷,热水澡成为每个人向往无比的奖励。 对了,还没给你介绍馕。妈妈给它起了个昵称:新疆面包。说实话,十年不吃我也不会想念它的味道,但作为食品补给,在无人区后半段时间它和玉米糊糊充当了主角。在家里,你吃饭总是挑肥拣瘦,在极限环境下可容不得你做出选择,吃饱是第一。 2012年4月5日:我的孩子:很多时候大人和孩子一样是好玩的,虽然我们嘴上都不承认。当然宝贵的假期耽搁在城市里也着实可惜,百度到库尔勒郊区有个美丽的博斯腾湖,于是大伙的心蠢蠢欲动,和领队死皮赖脸的请假获得一次短途春游机会。线路:莲花湖-----博斯腾湖-----铁门关 莲花湖:博斯腾湖西部一系列相互串通的小湖沼之一,因盛产莲花而得名,是孔雀河的水头,距库尔勒市25公里。湖周芦苇茂密而挺拔,湖水靛青黛蓝,湖心水域开阔,水深1.5--1.7米,明澈见底。夏秋之季,野鸭、大雁、鹭鸶成对成群,翠苇盈荡,水巷曲折,鱼跃鸟翔,荷花绽放。不过我们到的太早,没有一个游客,只有几个维修游艇的工人在劳作着。芦苇未青,白杨未绿,只花几分钟稍作逗留便离开。 清冷的莲花湖 奔向你,奔向自由的飞翔 博斯腾湖,又名巴喀刺赤海,蒙语称博斯腾尔,维吾尔语称巴格拉什库勒,古称西海。是新疆最大的淡水湖泊,位于焉耆盆地的一个山间陷落湖,又称巴喀赤湖。汇入湖泊的河流主要来自西北的开都河、乌拉斯台河、黄水沟、清水河等等。你会很好奇,这里的湖和咱家那的太湖有啥区别?妈妈要和你说,博湖更平静,宽广和安宁。第一次看见这许多水鸟栖息于湖面,在水天一色间自在的飞起飞落,吟唱着它们的歌谣。湖水无声而温柔的拍打沙滩,要是你在,我会坐在你身边安静的看你尽情的用沙子堆砌你心目中的城堡。你也会惊讶于湖边广阔的芦苇和放牧的群马,那与江南湿地的秀丽,小巧是多么不同。一直以来,妈妈总希望你能多接触大自然,不要一直圈在电视,游戏之间,要将目光投向钢筋水泥以外的世界。我的孩子,伸开你的双手,和妈妈一样去拥抱大自然的那份开阔吧! 博斯腾湖那些自由自在的鸟儿们,看着它们,你会觉得自己的心在飞翔 什么是比翼双飞? 我的孩子,太多东西对于你都是新奇的,比如这些放牧的马。回复 梦驴 的帖子矮油,照片呢就是共享的撒,平衡一下你心里,偶注明版权归属好伐 湖水湛蓝,没有堤坝的拦截,你完全可以走近它,感受它的宁静 前往博斯腾湖的路上,我第一次真正感受到大西北的荒芜。绿色似乎被隐藏起来,只有单调的黄褐色一直延伸。戈壁和沙丘覆盖视野所及范围内。气温虽然不低,但春色止步不前。没有树木,连草都没有,只有荆棘一簇簇不屈的生长着。此时我没有意识到,这景致将一路陪伴,直至进入无人区,下一次看见绿色已经在拉萨近郊。 最后一站铁门关:位于库尔勒市北八公里怪石峥嵘的库鲁克塔格山中。两千多年前的丝绸之路,就从这里沿孔雀河进入一条30公里长的峡谷。峡谷曲折幽深,岸壁如刀劈斧凿。据考,从晋代起,这里就设立了关口,因其地处险要,故名铁门关。它是焉耆盆地进入塔里木盆地的一道天险,自古为兵家必争之地。如今的铁关峡谷,峡谷中依山傍水之处,林木葱郁、百花斗艳,亭台楼阁错落有致、点缀其中。这是景点,大门拦起,需要买门票。时间缘故,就在门外看了看。河两边垂柳依依,绿意葱葱,一瞬间有回到江南的错觉。回复 木名字 的帖子呵呵,时间跨度比较大,的确快不了。谢谢你回复 燕小培 的帖子五男五女,嘻嘻,后面会有大合影的回复 幽谷百合-十 的帖子呵呵,个人口味吧?面食我喜爱,不过对馕真的爱不起来。但是有种窝窝馕口味
Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangMr YANG Liusong, a Chinese who just finished the first solo traverse over Chang Tang by cycling from west to east in recorded human history, shared his stunning Expedition with all of us through the forum 8264 https//bbs.8264.com/thread-512349-1-1.html . In order to share his legendary journey with those who cannot read Chinese, I translate his story to English here, which has been approved by Mr YANG Liusong. Hope you guys enjoy it.为了让杨同学的传奇能让全世界的驴友分享,俺决定把杨同学的帖子翻译成英文。为了避免麻烦,俺先来个免责声明:1。杨同学不认识俺,也没有授权俺,如果他说不要翻译了那俺就随时终止;2。俺没有商业目的,译版版权归杨同学,俺啥也不要,也不承担法律责任;3。没有杨同学授权,不敢擅自发在国外网站,发在原帖处,荣誉归8264;4。俺英语水平有限,欢迎指正,欢迎转贴。 Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangBy Yang LiusongIt has been three months since I traversed the unpopulated region in the Great Chang Tang. There are many like-minded asking me about it. I now present this thread to briefly tell everybody about my journey.The starting point of this traverse was from the highest peak of the western part of the Tibetan plateau, Jieshan Daban, and the day was April 20, 2010.I was heading eastward passing Bungdag Co, Yanghu Co, Rola Co, and Kangzhagri Mountain, which crossed over the desolate region from west to east. The journey continued northward to enter the unpopulated area of Altun Mountains, through Hoh Xil Mountains, Kunlun Mountains, Whale lake, ..., finally met some people by the Aqqikkol Hu and then arrived in Huatugou by vehicle three days later and that day was July 5. It had been 77 days in total. I had been all alone 74 days after leaving Jieshan Daban until arriving inAqqikkol Hu, which was about 1400km and about four months.[The Great Chang Tang] In Tibetan, "Chang Tang" means northern empty wilderness while narrowly, means unpopulated region in northern part of Tibet. However, it actually indiCATes all of the no man's land in northern. The great Chang Tang includes desolate places in Northern Tibet, Hoh Xil, Alun Mountains, and Kunlun Mountains, which are interconnected to form the unique and super empty wilderness in the world. Only because Hoh Xil is the most known name, most people just think this vast land is equivalent to Hoh Xil. In reality, Hoh Xil is only a small piece of the Great Chang Tang both administratively and geologically. The Great Chang Tang, the last land to chase your freedom and dream.The route that I traversed ForeplayI arrived in Tibet in the early March, a couple of troubles bothered me. The brand new plug got its positive and negative wrongly connected; the rivets of my rucksack eASIly got broken from now and again; and a multi-functional charger got damaged and so on. Riding my bike to Ngari for warming up of this journey, lost my rucksack but later got it back; lost my camera bag and got it back later again, and finally lost a big bicycle pannier in the street of Gyangze town under the eyes of police, including clothes, solar panel and so on.Without much choice, I returned to Lhasa to adjust all the stuff I would need in the wilderness. Then I begged some luck by going to Nyingchi to enjoy the blossoms of peach trees and to take a hot spring bath. I even had the privilege to enjoy time with ten girls in the hot spring. I felt my bad luck had all gone and then returned to Lhasa again to prepare going to Ngari. I did not expect that I was cheated on by some hustler and lost some money and delayed my schedule for a week. I had to find a car myself quickly to Nagri. However, I lost the tool for fast-parting my rear wheel on my way to Nagri, where was a remote area in Tibet and nowhere to buy the tool. Even if there was one in Lhasa it would take at least ten days for a special delivery service. I was lucky that my mate Duola asked a driver to bring the tool for me from Lhasa. I thought there should be no more nightmare like this but the nozzle of my brand new multi-fuel stove was broken. The next day I tried everywhere to weld them back together. The first three shops could not do the welding for copper. The fourth one said they could do it but could not guarantee a sUCCess. The engineer said it would be ten Chinese yuans if it was a success. I agreed. Just in seconds, my nozzle became crap in a flash of lightening. I was so upset. Again, Duola helped me by bringing her own MSR oil stove and Dingding's sleeping bag to Nagri. That was already April 16 and I did not have much time to waste. The following day I found a vehicle heading to Jieshan Daban.The sand storm over Yarlung Zangbo RiverA lonely peach tree blossoming in Yarlung Zangbo Grand CanyonNatural hot spring in wild, me singing and drinking (photo by a friend of mine) Day 1(April 20), 16km, Camping 5192mIt was a truck with a full load of iron wastes, arriving in Jieshan Daban at 6'o clock in the morning. It was still night and extremely cold and dark. Driver was not bothered to pop his head out of the driving cab. I climbed up on the top of the iron wastes, taking my bicycle down. In a hurry, I punched my old water bag. Fortunately I had another MSR water bag given by a friend of mine otherwise I would definitely fail without even starting my journey. For the first time for me to set up the brand new tent in strong, cold winds. It would be impossible to do so if the tent was not a whole piece. Extremely cold outside, about -15C, might be lower than that, I put my head into the sleeping bag but was nearly suffocated to death, honestly. The smell of Dingding's sleeping bag was, lol, so extraordinary. I woke up around 11 o'clock. There were still strong winds outside so that I had to use my bodyweight to keep the tent in place. At the time when I just started to cook and eat, four patrolling soldiers approached me. To their surprise someone, in this season, camped in Jieshan Daban. I was so nervous and afraid they were the people to block my journey because I was caught and deported from the desolate land last year. Luckily the four soldiers did not know my destination and were very kind to me. After they left, I immediately packed my stuff and pushed my bike into the depths of the unpopulated area just in case anything unexpected happened.The bike was very heavy due to the provisions and hard to control. There was even a quite small hill that I had to remove my bike panniers to get over it. This really struck me because this happened even the path was still the hardship one at the moment and I could not imagine what I would do once I entered the uncertain, endless wilderness. Until now I had not met anyone, even the nomadic pastoralists. I remembered there were quite a few of them roaming at the edge of the northern Tibetan plateau last year. All of these indicated it was not the good pasture season in such low temperature and strong winds. Around 16km there was a sheep cote, where I passed it last year, east of Lungmu Co. I was exhausted at this point so that I decided to camp in here and to rest my head. After arranging tent everything I went out to look for the wetland discovered by Duola and Liumeng last year. I was determined to find it.There were many hot springs in the wetland which were underground water with a constant temperature. The wetland therefore became an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such harsh weather, which was the very unique land feature of terrain in this over 5200m highland.Perpetual snow in the valley blown to corn shape by strong windsThis wetland was discovered by Duola and Liumeng. The workers at a nearby mine did not know it and I too missed it last yearUnderground water with a constant temperature, an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such icy weather 感谢大伙儿支持和加分,不一一回复了。特别感谢多啦,希望能有机会一起喝酒吃肉。 Day 2 (April 21), 0km, Camping5192mBlustering gale all night, up and down like ocean waves. The next day rather than continuing to travel, I stayed inside the sheep cote, hesitating and pondering over. Indeed, there were so many problems before this journey;I did not have sufficient physical preparation;the load had already reached its limitation; I still coughed a lot;the weather was so extreme and cold. All in all, I did not think this journey was well prepared and I did not have confidence in completing this journey mentally and physically. To do, or not to do, it was the question. Similarly I did not have confidence in my facilities, not knowing whether all of them would work functionally or not. The fact was one of the rivets got broken again and the front rack came loose. In the afternoon, I replaced all the rivets of the panniers with screws I had prepared before. This was an excellent job I had done which gave me no further troubles throughout my whole journey. I also re-adjusted the front rack. However I did not think it would definitely all right because I did not have a tool to do it. When the darkness descended,I made up my mind to continue my journey, which, of course, was not beyond any imagination. Orchid-like weedsSmall springs everywhere, clear and chillyA thin layer of ice covering the fresh spring water The sheep cote, it was the door under the sleeping bag, which was in the same place as last year, everything looked like yesterdayThe wetland at duskLungmu Co at dusk. You could hear the gigantic sound of wind if the picture had a sound Day 3 (April 22), 52.4km, Camping 5145mGot up in the morning, could not put everything into the bags. Without much choice I had to throw away three portions of tsampa, elbow pads, and crampons. Following the road of the lead-zinicmine I found the side path to enter the wilderness, which was on the riverbed and very hard to see. I missed this side path last year so that I had to take a short cut into the wilderness directly then. That was why I had taken extra care to find the side path. The following journey was to get over a big hill, which lay 5275m above sea level and was the highest point of my whole journey. Around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I passed the side path leading to Orba Co and started a journey which was complete strange to me. I ate a piece of pilot breads, which was frozen like rocks so that I had to use my spade to crush it. At 6 o'clock in the evening, I had pushed plus rode my bicycle for about 32 km. I reckoned I should have been able to double this if I did no carry such heavy load. The wind became stronger and stronger. I opened the parasail kits and tested it. The result was far beyond what I expected. With the aid of the strong wind I was just like flying over the wilderness. After 8 o'clock in the evening, I started to observe the water Source and to get ready to camp. Map showed there were successive springs along the path and assembled to puddles. But I had overestimated the water source here in this land and in this season there were endless wilderness inside the valley, where I could not see a single drop of water. As it became darker and darker, I felt a little bit nervous which resulted in three spokes of the parasail broken and became a useless rubbish. Anyway, it helped me to move forward 20km more which benefited me a lot later on. When time approached 9.30 pm, it was almost completely dark. I had to lie my bike on the ground and went on to try to find water on the north side of the valley. This was a wide and flat sandy land, where I could not see any ditches there and further was complete darkness. I returned to get my GPS to look up the contours and found the south part of the valley was closer to a hill so I took the way. Finally I found a piece of ice in a ditch. I smashed about 20litre of ice. The ice was quite shallow scattered with sheep poo. On my way back, my eyes were hurt by strong winds, which got me a couple of days to recover. It was nearly 23 o'clock after I set up the tent. It also took about 40 mins to melt the ice. I was so tired and my appetite was completely spoiled. I then had a little bit of milk. I had never expected thing would go like this, it was so distressing. Streams along the path, ice everywhereThe river flew into Matou Hu, in whose north part there was a satellite lake, a wonderful ice-skating court It took 40mins to melt the ice in midnight Day 4 (April 23), 31km, Camping 5028mA cloudy day with gusts. From now and again, hails chased me from behind. Sunny spell. Heavy sandy land made me have to push my bike. At 3pm, I arrived at Luxing Hu, where there was a house made of clay. This was the last permanent building of my journey. Last year, Duola and Liumeng once lived in this house for three days without meeting anybody. It seemed it was the same but the truck parking in front of the house made me worry about. I went to the sheep cote first to check over, where there were only a few lambs following me everywhere I went later on. This made me feel warm in my heart. I observed farther places using my binoculars but could not see any people or sheeps. After making sure there were no people around I opened the locked door using a screwdriver. The living room was very clean. There were two boxes of beverages on the ground and a string of cured lamb legs hanging over in the interior room. A pot of water was on the top of the stove, lukewarm, which indicated the host must be not far away from his home. I filled up my water bag and left the house. I also put the screws back to the door in order not to leave any trace of my visiting. I then took a spanner from the toolbox of the truck, which gave me great help for the rest of the journey.I left the house as quickly as possible. After last year's experience, the nomadic pastoralists were the last people I wanted to meet. A few hundred meters away from the house, the vehicle traces were fading fast. Even downhill, I had to push rather than to ride because of the heavy loose sand. From the route point of view, only after Luxing Hu it was the real unpopulated land. After many days, I thought of the lamb legs from time to time. It was pity that I then had plenty of provisions and the bike was too heavy to carry anything more. Continue to melt the ice under the morning sunshine, all of the sheep poo had been removed carefullyCamping site, the little hill over there was the place where I got the ice last nightThe house by the Luxing Hu, empty, the last permanent building I saw throughout my journeyDay 5 (April 24), 19.8km, Camping 4951mSet off at 10.30 in the morning, the weather was similar to yesterday. Probably this road was the high plain or somewhere the wind passed so that it was so windy. The average wind speed was degree 6 but could reach degree 9 in the blick of an eye. The road was still full of sand and very heavy to walk on it. My eyes became worse under such harsh weather. About three o'clock in the afternoon, I saw something in my right, looked like antenna. I went closer to see what it was and found out it was an iron tower (the triangulation station). In 1970s, a joint team from Chinese three military regiments entered this area doing research. They have left a lot of triangulation stations and benchmarks, which I had the priviledge to see them today.At dusk, I approached to a spring by the Bungdag Co, which flew into the frozon lake. The sand and soil, brought by the strong wind, scattered on the surface of the ice all over the lake. There were so many cracks around the icey surface of the lake. I geussed it must be caused by the springs under the water rather than by melted ice. In the west of the Bungdag Co was the side path leading to Keriya Pass, where a SUV could reach directly. I had looked out any vehicle Tracks but failed. The cloudy sky started to snow. I set up the tent comfortably because I knew that I was safe having such a sweet spring beside me.Triangulation station erected by scientists from the joint research team on Chang Tang of three military regiments in 1971[size=+0]The gap between water and ice in Bungdag Co, I guessed there must be some springs under the lakeThe storm just above the ground, a chaotic darkness[size=+0]Icy Bungdag Co,one of the four biggest lakes in Northern Tibet, wild ducks flying over this vastness and lonenessSnowing at any time, should not happen so frequently like this in this seasonDay 6 (April 25), 4.3km, Camping 5002mWeathering landforms everywhere around this area. Spongy volcanic rocks could be found easily. I pushed my bike turning around a small hill, seeing a big river, the Yinshui He, flowing from Orba Co into Bungdag Co, which I had been to its upstream last year. It was also a passage for animal migration. The downstream of the river was extremely wide and broad. The thickess of the ice layer could reach one meter with the main stem in the middle course of the river, very deep. There were a few springs along the river, sweet and clear.I only went forward a little bit more than 4km but I had walked more than 20km for finding my way. It was not possible to cross the main stem, let alone the north bank of Bungdad Co. What I could only do was to try to find a shallow place to cross. But the southern area was a even larger piece of wetland and forced the road turn towards west. I spent a couple of hours but failed to find a good point to cross the river. In the afternoon, I decided to follow the edge of the wetland. When I reached the hill foot, the wetland finally disappeared. Around this area, there were clearly volcanic feature of terrain and I even found traces of pasturing and cairns made from volcanic rock.Here was the last pasturing trace I found throughout my journey, I guessed it was a summer pasture area. After this, there was no clear sign of human activities in this vast wilderness. I had been looking for my ways until it was dark. I made up my mind where to go TOMOrrow. The terrain here looked like Yardang landforms, as well as volcanic landforms The Yinshui He river from Orba CoSprings scattered all over the river bank, painted green by lovely algaeThe river was very deep. The mixture of green and amber colour showed the sand and mud carried by the melted iceThick layer of ice, sunken surface caused by strong gustsThe south course of the Yinshui He, countless small streams. To the right was the wetlandLooking for ways in the east, a trace of pasturing and the cairn made from spongy volcanic rocksMy camp, opposite to the hillDay 7 (April 26), 11km, Camping 5009mI moved forward to the direction I found yesterday, turning around the wetland and walking toward east. At 2pm, I was blocked by the zigzag Yinshui He again and I had no choice but to cross it. The river was about 700m wide, covered by ice which appeared very different. The hanging ice, the folding ice, the piling-up ice, the icy puddle, and the sleet were everywhere along the river bank. Having noticed all of these, I reckoned the river would be receding at dusk, which was why there were so many different shapes and forms of ice. I put my slipper on, going into the main stream of the river. I found there were at least three different courses of the river, the thickness of the surface ice varied and the river water reached above my knees. I sighed there would be no way back once I crossed this river. There are many ways in one's life too, you can only take it once and you will no long have the courage to repeat it.I pushed the bike crossing the river. Some of the ice was a bit soft, jamming the tyres so that I had to use my feet to break them first. Some of the ice was a bit thick but with half-melted underneath, sticking the the bike completely, some of the ice was half-water half-ice with a sandy riverbed, which was really hard to pass. I had to remove all of the panniers at the last stage of the crossing. I spent the whole four hours to cross the river, my legs got many bloody cuts. At 6pm, the surface ice was almost disappeared completely, the river level rapidly rising to a chaotic status. I thought if I hesitated a little bit at that time, I could not have the courage to cross this river under such circumstances. The river bank was unimaginably sandy and was quite steep. I had to unloaded the panniers again to reach the top of the bank. By the time of sunset, the weather became exceptionally good. The sunlight from the descending sun, the blue sky, the faint moon, .... I liked such a colorful and peaceful Chang Tang and very much enjoyed my camp and myself bathed in such beautiful colour.The ice like this was very thin and suspended, far away from the main stemHard surface with half-melted underneath, the soft sand at the botton was most scaryThe ice like this could easily jam the wheels, hard to get it outI had to unload the panniersChaotic water and terrible hails turned up in no timeThe Chang Tang at the moment liked it used to be,a mixture of cold and warm tones under the golden setting sun Day 8 (April 27), 14.6km, Camping 5112mLast night, I forgot to bring in the odometer, which was out of order due to the coldness in midnight. Since then I used GPS to check the mileage. The digital thermometer was no longer working. I had to use mercury thermometer to collect data. Night temperatures were basically between –15℃—–20℃ while the temperature inside my tent was about –10℃. The advantage of the integrated tent was that it limited the ventilation so to keep warm inside. However, it got clearly disadvantage of heavy condensation and dew. Every morning, there was plenty of frost inside the tent so that I had to put my hood on First Before fully getting dressed. The winds in Chang Tang finally became consistent with the pattern I had researched the other day no or very tiny wind in the morning, strong wind started after 2pm, and then at around 8pm its strength was reduced again. The accuracy of this prediction was about 80%.The road was very bad today. I walked whole afternoon in an ancient riverbed and it was so difficult that I had to use all of my strengths to move a small step forward and then to stop to breath, slower than a snail. After five hours' struggling, my eyes got wet when I saw the grassy river bank. Finally! The nightmare was over.Cold and clear morningHeavy morning condensation in the interior, a lot of frost to clearSuch dawning sunlight indicated a cloudy day ahead Day 9 (April 28), 18km, 5072mIn the morning I entered a range of sandy roads which were so terrible. The solar panel specially designed for GPS got short circuited. After checking it was found to be the diode got damaged. Luckily I got a replacement. Because the GPS was exclusively supplied by a solar panel so that it was no longer a problem for the power supplement of GPS. In a period of 70 days, I did replace the battery once, which saved me a lot of alkaline batteries. I did have another solar panel of 5.4 W which was used specifically for 7.5V Camera, DV and other digital facilities. Unlike water, I had never been short of power.At 7pm in the evening, I arrived at Pur Co. The surface of this lake was very odd the ice by the river bank rose and the river bank was broken, I reckoned that was due to the strong winds. The ice there was mingled with something yellow, could be the stain of alkali. There were many wild yaks on the other side of the lake. There could be two brown bears but I could not be for certain. On the east side of the lake, there was a peninsula leading to the centre of the lake. I camped just opposite to the peninsula. At night , I smashed the ice to get drinking water, which tasted alkali. For the first time I cooked the cereals, which was brought completely by accident. This was just because I found there was a little bit of extra space when I was in Nagri packing the stuff for this journey so that I bought two packs of cereals. It tasted disgusting, probably there was too much alkali in the water. I threw away half of it. Later I realised that probably I subconsciously felt that the provisions was so heavy. I would rather make it lighter at any cost.Dry all my stuff in the morning sun, a routine matterA faint dusk in Pur CoThe river bank pushed up by ice and opened like zipper by gustsThe pushed up surface of the iceThe place where I got my drinking water, a thin layer of ice behind the ablation corns The moment just before sun set, glittering Pur Co, nothing was the same差点儿没找到俺自己的帖子,原来变色了。多谢各位鼓励。 Day 10 (April 29), 16km, Camping 5141mIn the morning, I walked around the north bank of the Pur Co, where it were continuous ups and downs sprinkled with light yellow sprouts across the sparse grassland. The wild yaks clustered into small groups. All of a sudden, there was a group of five of them running towards me, blowing a huge cloud of dust with the power of thunderbolts,I believed that anyone who did not know the characters of the wild yaks must be frightened to death under such circumstances. The fact was the wild yaks in groups never injured people. Rushing to you just to show you its territory. When they approached people at certain distance, they would turn sharply and run away, and then stopped somewhere high to stare at you. You can not imagine that the wild yaks were very cautious animals compared with its almost one ton of weight. Their first reaction, when meeting people, was to raise their tails, the front hooves rubbing against the ground, the horns pointing forward, the eyes redden, and the long body hair shaking, all of which showed their determination to fight.This was the warning sign that you should retreat. However, you should realise that this was only a gesture that they were afraid of you and wanted to scare you away. The thing was that if you were not afraid of them and moved forward, they would run away in no time. There were only some mad yaks attacking people, which was really rare to happen. In Chang Tang, an experienced driver know that it is very dangerous to pass directly from two or three lonely wild yaks. They always tried to avoid confronting them directly. If this was not possible, they would lit a cigarette, smoking, to wait until the yaks walked away themselves. This was because the wild yaks really could attack vehicles, which was not completely rumors. I once asked them why I had not been attacked. They told me that because my bike was so small they would not be bothered to attack it. My own experience was that approaching a wild yak very slowly, do not look into its eyes, and ignored what it was doing. As long as it moved forward a little bit, just stop and give the yaks a little bit of time to think. Because if you forced the yak, it could be themost dangerous animal in the world and nothing could stop them killing. Even a gunshot could not kill it but only left a small hole in its skin. In the past, the nomads living near this land would use yaks' skin as chopping board which was very much endurable. At noon, I lost my balacLAVA, which was brand new and I had never used it once. I could not be bothered to go back tofind it. This resulted in that I had to have my fleece hat day and night in the rest of my journey, which did not provide fully protection from the sun in the plateau. But somehow I was all right, perhaps because my skin is similar to those of yaks, lol. At around half past one, I found a deserted Jeep, upside down. I felt it could be there for years and it could be the vehicle of someillegal HUNTERs. Nowadays, we have wildlife conservation reserves in Chang Tang and the animals here are well protected. However, some people kills the wild yaks to sell them as the domestic yak's meat. In general, it is worth 10,000 Chinese yuans for a single wild yak. Therefore many people take the risk to make money. They often enter the unpopulated areas to hunt and their activities can reach 200 km in diameter. This is why the wild yaks in the deep wilderness are less afraid of people than thoseat the boundaries of the Chang Tang region.There once happened that a wild yak mother revenged its baby's murder in the Altun mountains. Its horns pierced the killer's chest and held his body over its head for more than ten days, which was very touching.Around 3pm, I walked out of the Pur basin. The next point was Hong Shan Daban and then it was the Yueya Hu by the Toze Gangri. At this time I found a vehicle track from south to north. I checked over but could not find the way where they had gone. I took my map, GPS, and compass, climbing up a small hill to estimate the location of Hong Shan Daban. The mountain was very round and it was hard to find the mountain pass. After determining the location of the Daban, I moved straightforward. When I passed a messy grassland, I saw something that I was reluctant to see more than hundreds of wild yaks' head scattered all over, which was definitely the scene of the illegal hunting. After that it was a very long ancient river bed with soft sand slowly rising until the foot of the mountain.There are some spines on the surface of the tongues of wild yaks, which are used by nomads in this area as combs. They use them from their teens to the time when their hair becomes silver.The deserted Jeep, could be left by illegal hunters years agoThe slaughtered wild yaks with the wheel size heads. Some of the skulls were chopped into half. Why was that? Could be taken away for making combs?My camp at the foot of the Daban underthe lingering golden rays of the setting sun. Tomorrow's weather must be wonderful, I reckoned Day 11(April 30), 20.4km, Camping 5120mThe surface of the road leading to Hong Shan Daban was very hard, most of them were small rocks, sort of gravels, plus a quite long downhill slope, I pushed my bike more than 20km for the first time after Luxing Hu. The mountain pass was quite flat, just like a broad ridge, it was 5256m above the sea level. Upon arriving at the pass, Toze Gangri of 6356m was in my sight clearly, very much round and there was no back bone like normal snow covered mountains. Most of the snow mountains in Chang Tang looked like this probably it was due to the geological movements. There were quite a few chirus or Tibetan antelopes in the valley but I was not interested in this kind of animals anymore after I witnessed a large scale of migration of such animals last year elsewhere.The herbivorous animals here are very quick to reach its original size of the population, such as wild yaks, chirus, Tibetan gazelle, pika, and marmot. When you go into the depths of the Chang Tang, you could hardly be surpised by the sudden appearance of the chirus because they are so common in here. At this time of year, the chirus have already male-female parted. You could see many pregnant female chirus but hardly see any males. According to recent research, Zonag Co is not the only lake for breeding. There are at least four of them in the whole Chang Tang. Zonag Co, Tuzi Hu, Heishi Beihu, and another lake I can not remember. I think there must be more than four of them and most of the populations do not migrant long way like most people used to think. They generally migrant from south to north between Central Mountains and Kunlun Mountains.The chirus looks very timid but are very curious about outside world. They are not really afraid of people, particularly in the depth of the Chang Tang. The nearest distance we can approach is about 30m. They just stare at you calmly and think who you are and why you move so slow. They would run in front of you. Look like they are afraid of you but the fact is they are playing with you. A man's own character shapes his fortune. This is of course suit for animals too. The chirus are the typical one. They have a super speed and a pair of sharp antlers. If they are crazy, three of them work together could easily kill a wolf. But as you might have known, their antlers are just for fighting to mate with females.Down the Daban there was a very steep and straight road, I tried to ride the bicycle but ended up with falling over. The front rack came loose and one of the pannier flew into valley. The foot of the mountain was the Yueya Hu covered by ice, which was alake full of heavy metal elements. Along the lake bank there were many stark rocks very much weathered, lining up just like castles or houses. This made me stop to investigate what they were from time to time, I did understand they were just rocks though but they were so real like the figures of real people. On of them even made me hide in a ditch, observing them again and again using my binoculars. There were also many black volcanic rocks. All in all, the features of this area were really unusual.Passed over the Yueya Hu, it was an endless ancient lake bed. What my GPS showed was this area was a big lake like tentacles. I looked around, it was endless wilderness without a piece of ice and a drop of water. Roughly, I estimated this lake bed was about 1200 square meters. I had to tell you that Chang Tang was a place where there was no high-resolution map. The marks in the map often were some kind of memory. Just like this ancient lake bed under my feet, may be it was full of water a few years ago. Who knows. Pushing the bike in such an endless lake bed was very easy to get lost. My mind was in a chaotic status too.The migration of the animals, photo taken last year The road rising up to the Daban, full of gravels, very hard, ideal for pushing your bikeThe Yueya Hu gazed at by the round and smooth Toze Gangri. At a glimpse, could you tell which was mountain, which was cloud?Ancient lake bed. The white stains were the alkali, look like ice. About wildlife (part 1)Declaration Personal experience for reference onlyDangerous wild animals and their threats to human beings are a ever-LASTING subject for those backpackers travelling in the wild.In Chang Tang, for example, there are two kinds of deadly animals, one is wolves and the other is brawn bears. As substitutes, wild yaks and crows might be dangerous to you in some circumstances that I will come back to this a little bit later on. As for how to protect yourself against these dangerous animals, I think the primary point is you do not try to hurt them because the emotions of human and animals are same instinctively. [Wolves]Throughout my journey, I met wolves a total of seven times, in which I confronted them five times. As you might have known that wolves have become more and more solitary animals, it is very rare they live in a large group nowadays. Please allow me off the point a little bit and talk about the ecological problems in Chang Tang. The problem is now not the decrease of the number of the chirus but the imbalance of the whole food chain, more specifically, the number of the animals on the higher trophic levels of the food chain has not yet reached its ideal level which results in this kind of imbalance. Particularly, the pikas and the marmots who have lost their predators rapidly expanse which results in the desertification of Chang Tang. As early as the middle of last century, wolves were the dominant predators in the vast wilderness. They became a threat not only to other preys but also nomads pasturing in this land. Therefore, the then government called on people to cull back the population of the wolves in Chang Tang, which resulted in the current situation directly. The last official record about wolves attacking humans was around 1970s, which happened in Bamaoqiongzong. A team of secientists was surrounded by a group of wolves and they had to shoot them using guns. Of course, at present in Chang Tang, wolves are absolutely lonely.In this traverse, the first time I encountered a pair of wolves, one of them staying in front of me pretending to attack me while the other staying behind me. This is the standard attacking strategy of wolves. First, you should not be nervous which can be easily detected by the predators. Second, you should not retreat even an inch because this means you are the prey rather than the predator. Do not make any large movement, of course you could take a picture if you feel safe to do so. You must look into its eyes for a few minutes or even half an hour. When the wolves can not work out who you are and consider you are not posing any danger to them, then they will leave. You should remember that wolves in this land do not lack of food and it is much easy for them to catch a pika than a human. Even if being hungry, they would evaluate how easy to get you done, What you need to do is to show them that you are not interested in them and you are not afraid of them at all, let alone to show your ID card to them. As for the wolves family, really, I have not heard for ages. If you really have an encounter with them and they have no other choice, then it definitely depends on your forture. In fact, for so many year, it has been very rare to happen that wolves kill human. But the rumours are still there, in particular, the road connecting Xinjiang and Tibet.The nearest encounter with a wolf throughout my journey, no conflict at all[Brown Bears]Brown bears are real dangerous animals to human. Every year there are some accidents happened in some regions of Xinjiang on the north side of Kunkun Mountains and steppes in Northern Tibet. More than that the bears could attack your house, smash your windows, and eat your sheep. Therefore, in Northern Tibet some local councils give subsidies to the pastorarists for compensating the losses due to the bears because they are not allow to fight back and kill the bears except their lives are in great danger. Once there was a nomad taught me a method to protect yourself from bears. He told me to pick up a stick to feed the bear and the bear thinks the stick is your hand which tastes disgusting. So the bear would leave. It was so funny but the reality is to find a stick in this vast wilderness is just like you win the lottery.Bears are omonivorous animal who are generally not interested in human flesh. You can find that in most of accidents, the bears did not eat any of the human flesh rather they just smashed them for kind of fun that we could not understand. For the reason why bears kill human, one explanation is the conflict between human and wildlife in this extreme ecological environment. The nomads invade the habitats of the bears, which results in these conflicts. On the other hand, it might be because bears have quite high IQ so that they think it is much easy to kill a sheep in the cote rather than to kill a pika in the wild.I have met bears five times in my traverse, in two cases we were very close to each other. I had even walked with one of them for quite a while, just like we had a date for a walk. The fact is it is not that terrible like you might imagine. The same rules for dealing with wolves apply to bears. Never provoke dangerous animals. A bear can run at a speed of 40km/h, do you think you can compete this in a highland 5,000m above sea level?However, there is a situation where it is really dangerous, that is the encounter. It is not easy to control your instinctive reaction to the external dangers. Last year once I turned around a hill, there was a bear just in front of me. The bear of course was frightened by me with its front legs holding up, waving in the air and roaring. At that time I sat on the ground, ignoring it. The bear then left in a few minutes. Chang Tang is a vast land so that this is not that easy to happen. But if it does happen, really only God can bless you.The nearest encounter with a bear throughout my journey. This bear disappeared in a herd of wild yaks, which I had tried hard to spot, really weird About wildlife (part 2)Declaration personal experience for reference only.[Wild Yaks]I have talked about quite a few, like in the post of Day10. I will no longer talk about it.This was the funniest encounter with a solitary wild yak, who did not warn me. If I sat down, it sat down too. If I moved forward, it stopped. Could not imagine what it was thinking about.[Crows]Crows are dangerous only when you fall unconscious in the wilderness. Of course they will be the first to taste your flesh in that case. Unlike their cousinsliving in urban areas, the crows in Chang Tang have a larger body like eagles. When they fly over your head, you could feel like it is a piece of cloud. They are scavengers but like fresh meat too. It once happened that a baby was killed by crows relentlessly, let alone the lambs got killed by them. Once a nomad asked me for fireworks to scare the crows away. (They are sacred birds not to be killed by human)It is easy to defend yourself against crows, that is to keep fighting, never fall in the wilderness.A short break attracted the crows. Of course, they were miscalculating this time, photo taken last year[Strategies Adopted]At the time when I met the four soldiers in Jieshan Daban, they said there were many dangerous animals in the Northern Tibet and asked me if I had brought a shotgun. I think if they knew that I would enter Chang Tang they would definitely check if I really have a shotgun. The so-called defence facilities I brought with me were the fireworks and pepper spray. I had never used them. The fireworks were ruined and thrown away when I crossed a river and I had never opened the pepper spray. I even had never thought about this when camping in the night. The reason was I did not feel the needs. During the day time whenever I met any animals I had never touched the knife I had brought. I did not have anything to defend myself when I walked out to investigate the route. The Chang Tang is really a vast area so as to be very easy to detect anything strange.By the way, you'd better to avoid mating season's animals because even tamed rabbits could be aggressive in mating season.The thing is even if you have a gun, it is not very much helpful when bears attack you. Therefore, your attitude is most important.I can tell you something. Dogs are more dangerous than these wild animals. I had been chased by Tibetan dogs, pounced on by dogs in mating season, also besieged by a group of dogs. I really feel it is more useful to know how to defend a dog.Declaration again The above experience is from Chang Tang only. Of course, the more you prepared, the better. Day 12 (May 1), 23.8km, Camping 5117mToday was May 1 -- the Labour Day, I had been walking in some lake area marked in the map but clearly dried up. The lake basin was flat and hard so that I even pushed my bike more than 20km. Let it be the special treat for my May Day. After midday it became cloudy with growing winds. Since the Yueya Hu that I passed yesterday, there were no big lakes until Yanghu Co (My route would be between Jianshui Hu and Bairab Co), there was even no light alkaline water to drink so I had to pay extra attention not to miss any possible drinking water supply to fill up my water bag. There were a few very small lakes but all were alkaline puddles which was very shallow, whose depth was no more than the length of a half-finger. These puddles were covered with a hard shell of the mixture of salt and ice which smelled stinking and decaying when getting closer, must be toxic water I supposed. On the shore of this type of small lakes it was muddy soil and very hard to get closer.There was no sign of tundra at all.It was almost half past six when I found some snow corns in a ditch, which was the only drinking water supply of the day. There was a thin layer of melted ice on the surface of the ground near the snow corn, which was very hard to collect and was contaminated by the alkali. The snow corn was the yet melted thick snow, which was shaped like a corn by wind. The snow was quite hard and dry,porous like ice. I crushed a few snow corns, putting them into the water bag.They would be my drinking water tonight. These snow corns were the only one in today's wilderness, I reckoned the reason why they were not melted like others was the soil underneath contained large amount of ice blocks which acted as a freezer.Very strong gale in the night, it was hard to bear the sound of the vibration of the tent. Small single tent was good in the sense that it would not be blown away as long as you stayed inside. But you had to be very careful to set up the tent. I once did not pay much attention when doing so, the tent was blown away by winds, and rolling over like a Giant lantern ... I ran after it, got it back, and was exhausted. In general, it is not possible to fix the tent completely using tent pegs because they were not very much effective like large tents. It was snowing around 23 o'clock, the winds were howling from north,then the falling snow flakes landed on my tent quietly, I finally felt at peace and fell asleep. The flat ancient lake basin, assisting me walking more than 20kmSmall lake en route, toxic waterSnow corns, the only drinking water supply today Day 13 (May 2), 0km, Camping 5117mWaking up in the morning and opening the tent, the heavy snow outside must be sent by the God to force me have a break for the May Day. After lying in for a while, getting up and walking on the snowy ground out I went to have a look around. As first sight there were a herd of chirus. They were plainly to be spotted because they looked like a clear black straight line in the while snow. I returned to get my camera and then followed them to take some pictures. But they were very much alert and kept a quite long distance from me. I felt they were a group of pregnant females, instinctively protecting themselves from any potential harm. I was no longer short of water, the snow gave me a precious supply of drinking water. The problem was that they were very petrol consuming. I tool 8.6 litre of petrol and the oil stove was Duola's MSR. The pot was of 1.5 litre, mainly for boiling water. After several days' experiments, I found that the liquid water needed 16mins and 14-15mins to boil in the morning and evening, respectively. For ice, it would take 35-40mins while for snow it took 45-50mins. Melting snow was a very time and petrol consuming process so if I had a choice between snow and light alkaline water, most of time I would go with the latter. Lying inside the tent, listening to musics,I smoked a cigarette while gazing at the more and more chirus around me. Because it was very cold I had been wearing my shoes all the time. Now I just put my bare feet under the warm sun for some fresh air. I found three cuts in my hands and one in my sole. The cuts were about 4cm in length, looked terrible but it was actually all right really. Half of my toes were injured by to much walking, quite painful. I fetched my medicine bag and found I only got four patches of plasters, a serious mistake. One of the cuts in my hand had never been cured until I was out of this desolate land so as to feel like this finger would drop from my hand at any time. The others quickly recovered in a few days then new cuts appeared elsewhere. This process occurred periodically. I felt that it was somewhat related to the cold, dry weather and the lack of vitamins. The snow rapidly disappeared, which is unique phenomenon in Chang Tang. Because of the low air humidity and the high radiation from the sun, the snow was evaporating very fast, much quicker than the melting speed. Owing to this, the ground was generally still dry after the snow disappeared. In most cases, it would be only 2/5 left in the afternoon around 2 to 3 o'clock and small patches of ground could be seen. It would be completely all right for walking the next day. On the third day there could be some snow left in somewhere the sunlight hard to reach. So generally it could give you three days of water supply after a heavy snow like this. One of the pannier was broken, the most expensive one from deuter series, supposed to be waterproof. I will come back to it at some point later. Everything was covered by snow, no way out Lying in the middle of Chang Tang, listening to Tian Zhen's songs, and smoking Baisha cigarettes, what else can you ask for? The pregnant female chirus in migration, probably heading to Heishi Beihu to give birth([]
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