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在我心里,所谓的幸福就是:两个人,一辆车,满世界的美景。还有镜头里只有我的你!记忆中盛夏的婚礼和初秋启程的蜜月旅行,随着立冬节气的到来忽然就加快脚步离我远去了,是时候静下来好好做一个记录,记录这场从认识C同学的那一天起就无比期待的旅行。 有时候觉得和C同学的那场婚礼只是个华丽丽的幌子而已,并不代表要收心开始平淡的家庭生活,而是给了我一个正当的理由和C同学一起谋划一场远渡重洋的疯狂蜜月旅行——25天,从西到东,途经22个州,血格n次清零又迫于“长征”还没结束,只得用呈现在眼前的一个个壮丽景色努力让自己回血,开过雪原和荒漠,每天日夜兼程,行程13000公里,全无蜜月该有的闲适和甜蜜。只因为某一天你眼神清亮的看住我,说了句“想去”而已。行程路线图,第一次在地图上画出来的时候自己也被深深的震撼了一下,相对这个行程来说25天真的太短了,但是为了把有限的蜜月时间充分的利用起来,最大程度的看遍美国的美景,我们真的也是蛮拼的!微凉的西雅图的夜晚,美剧中无数次看到的太空针塔,看到它也算是实现了我多年的夙愿熊牙公路,确实算得上全美最险峻的高速公路,一路上看遍从林海到雪原的各种美景黄石公园东北门的lamar valley,在暮色的笼罩下变得格外温柔在这样荒芜人烟、鲜有车过的公路上 把车轮陷进了路边的沙土里,手机又没有信号,当时的心情,至今都还记得 很多朋友私信我,问我关于证和行程的事,私信回复太麻烦了,关于证可以加我QQ492107016,其实美国证很好办的,至于不会说英文,我觉得问不大C同学的小小梦想,娶了老婆还是要抱着裸女照相,我真是个宽容大度、温柔贤惠的好老婆。。。出发前,我本计划着这是一次两个摄影爱好者的旅行,相互学习摄影技术,木有想到就这么变成了你爱拍照我爱笑的世俗组合关于机票:由于这一次旅行终于不像前面的若干次那样说走就走,而是有一段不算短的准备时间,所以我们终于能享受到提前两个多月订票的幸福感(虽然我知道很多穷游大神都是提前半年订票的),去程我们买的是韩亚航空的机票,从北京经首尔飞旧金山,在首尔有一天的停留时间,两人共7500rmb;然后由于C同学突然脑子一热又很想去西雅图看看,所以我们又买了美联航的当天从旧金山飞西雅图的机票(我们真的是no zuo no die的典范啊)两人共1200rmb;回程就轻松多了,买了国航从华盛顿直飞北京的机票,两人共8500rmb,虽然跟有些大神淘到的廉价机票不能相比,但是由于航程的时间还是比较舒适合理的,所以我俩对这个票价还比较满意。关于证准备去美国旅游的话只要事情定下来第一件需要考虑的事情就是证,因为美国个人旅游给的时间是一年,在这一年期限里什么时候出发都可以,所以甚至不用考虑具体的行程,只要在面时准备一份简单的行程单就可以。而且只有证通过后才好安心订机票和酒店,所以越早越好。而且证是面时当场知道结果,干脆利落。Day 1盼望已久的蜜月终于开始了,醒来的时候脸上带着超灿烂的微笑~,早早爬起来继续打包前一天晚上没收拾完的行李,然后拿上两个大箱子和三个拎包奔去C同学的单位接上最后一秒钟还在打电话交接工作的C同学,速速赶往机场,托运了行李,坐在登机口,终于可以关掉手机了,暂时忘掉各种烦恼,好好享受两个人晃荡在异国他乡的幸福感等着登机的时候比较无聊所以拍了一下特地为这次行程去做的美甲,图案都是我自己设计的,从上到下依次是汉堡包、66号公路、纽约夜景和米国国旗,事实证明做个这种美甲还是有好处的,好多与当地人之间的交流都是从他们好奇的看我的指甲开始的。([]
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目录:(本篇游记按地点记录,不是完全按照时间顺序)一、开篇 二、阿布扎布(贫瘠的外星球) 第2-3页 三、雅典(卫城、奥林匹克遗址、卫兵换岗、女人街) 第3-10页 四、米克诺斯岛(裸体天堂海滩、山顶风车、小威尼斯) 第15—16页 第21-27页 第35-44页 五、圣托里尼岛 第54页起 六、专 1.冰激凌 第11页 2.希腊的猫咪 第13-14页 3.酒店(米岛和圣岛酒店详细介绍) 第50-53页 4.小物 5.车 6.集体照 7.美食 有些爱情只注定了缘分,因为上帝忘了给他们交错点。于是,爱情就只能成为永远的平行线。 只是站在爱人的身边,默默的付出,静静的守候。不奢望走近,也不祈求拥有。即便知道根本不会有结果,却仍然执迷不悔,只留下回忆中美好的片段,当做永恒!这恐怕是世界上最高尚最美丽的爱情,也是“柏拉图的永恒”要向我们传递的精神。 亚特兰提斯是一个传说中拥有高度文明的帝国,在很久之前突然沉入深海消失。二千多年前柏拉图在《对话录》中两度提及这一片已消失的地方,并把它描述成他心目中的理想国:亚特兰提斯沿岸地方多山,中央为一片广阔而肥沃的大平原,矿产量丰富,而且动物、食用植物及木材众多。岛的中心为王宫及供奉海神波塞东的神殿,镶满金、银、象牙等珍贵物品。主岛被一条宽六百尺的运河围绕,外围是一环宽一千七百尺的土地,再外面有一千七百尺的环形运河。在繁荣与富裕下居住于此的人民都很温和、贤明,不会沉于巨富,凡事以德为尊。 亚特兰提斯的灭亡一直归咎于火山爆发、地震、洪水。但到现在也没有人能够证明或否定它的存在。也许它只是一个传说,也许,它只是柏拉图心中的一个理想,就像柏拉图的爱情一样,美好、纯净、但却如此难以企及。 希腊、雅典、爱琴海,光是提到这几个词,我们就已经陶醉了。希腊是神圣的,动人传说、古老文化、加诸种种幻想,人们几乎是怀着朝圣般的心情踏上这片土地的。雅典,这个在公元前五世纪就已经高度繁荣的城市,如今虽然也是一副钢筋水泥、烟雾腾腾的现代都市面孔,但雅典城里的每一座山丘都为雅典绵延不绝的历史作证。西方文明的全部文化传统,都可以在雅典这座现代都市的那些山丘上,保存的伯利克里的雅典遗产中找到影踪。我们无不是生活在巴特农神庙的荫庇之下。沐浴着金色阳光的巴特农神庙如今依然残缺不全的屹立在阿克罗波利斯山上,纯白色的多立克式大理石石柱在卫城山风的吹抚下显得如此沧桑,它可以还原我们所有对希腊,对爱情的幻想。 我们所有对爱琴海,对希腊的美好印象都始于圣托里尼。碧海蓝天,白墙蓝瓦,圆圆的极具东正教风格的屋顶,穿着黑色长袍,裹着黑色头巾,打扮得很宗教的当地居民,一片片依附在悬崖峭壁上的白房子,还有全希腊最美的,看日落的圣地伊亚。圣托里尼被誉为“自由的天堂”。提起爱琴海我们总是不由自主地会联想到爱情,以至提到希腊,让人想到的除了古迹文明之外就是浪漫和爱情,在这个爱琴海最美的小岛上发生爱情是再浪漫不过的。 然而,人们都错了。爱琴海并不是为爱情而生,人们对爱琴海种种美好的爱情幻想只是一厢情愿。在远古时代,有位国王叫米诺斯,他统治着克里特岛。米诺斯的儿子在雅典的阿提刻被人阴谋杀害了。为了替儿子复仇,米诺斯向雅典的人民挑战。在神的惩罚下,雅典正充满灾荒和瘟疫。迫于米诺斯的挑战,雅典人向米诺斯王求和。米诺斯宫殿里关了一个半人半牛的怪物,米诺斯要求雅典人每隔九年送七对童男童女到克里特岛作为牺牲供奉。后来,有个叫希萨斯的青年下决心废除这个规矩,便与父亲商量要混迹于少男少女中,上克里特岛寻隙把怪物制服。这件事情凶多吉少。父亲约定,他会在海岸上时时眺望,如果有一条撑着白帆的小船出现海面,证明事情已经成功;如果顺潮飘来的小船上挂的是黑帆,那就说明儿子已经死亡。 很顺利,儿子在米诺斯宫殿里制服了怪物,但走不出米诺斯迷宫一般的宫殿,而米诺斯的女儿却爱上了他,帮他出逃。谁料这对恋人漂流在大海的半途中,公主突然病亡,这位青年悲痛欲绝,忘了把船上的黑帆改挂白帆。天天站在崖石上担惊受怕的父亲一见黑帆,只知大事不好,立即跳海自尽。而这位父亲的名字就叫爱琴。 爱琴海的名字就是这么一个英雄而又悲哀的故事。爱琴海是属于父亲的海,他是父亲的眼泪和血液,他,不属于爱情。 然而人们又都对了,爱琴海的存在就是为了爱情。当公主的躯体僵硬在湛蓝的海面上,希萨斯的心也僵硬了。海神波塞东没有眷顾这对恋人,巴特农神庙也忽略了他们的依偎,他们的僵硬注定了父亲的结局。父亲叫爱琴只是巧合,这片海域淹没了父亲的期盼,但是见证了他们的爱情。所以爱琴海,接受了世人对爱情的朝圣。 传说终究是传说,爱情会消失,但爱琴海还在;爱情会发生,但亚特兰提斯已沉没。爱情再虔诚,也敌不过生老病死,但爱琴海,亚特兰提斯会永远存在。就像爱情的回忆,只言片语,会时不时地浮现,年华老去,仍旧清晰,这样的情愫是溶入血液的。哪怕,你极力控制,但她还是会因为一串手链,一行文字冒出来,占据你所有的大脑空间。 爱情,不是爱琴海,不是亚特兰提斯。因为,爱情存在短暂的生命里; 爱情,就是爱琴海,就是亚特兰提斯。因为,爱情不随生命埋葬…… 在我看来,就算爱琴海与爱情无关,它仍然是一个值得跟爱的人一起去的地方。它是我的一个情结,我想能跟他牵着手徜徉在蓝白相间的童话世界里;我想在爱琴海边大喊“我爱你~”,然后扑进他的怀里;我想能跟他静静的坐在海边,看着夕阳西下直到满天繁星…… 虽然不如梦想中的圆满,但我总算是到了希腊,到了圣托里尼,到了爱琴海,有好友的陪伴,有感情的寄托,还遇到了一帮志同道合的团友以及一个帅帅的导游 先上几张照片作为开篇吧~~ 裸体天堂海滩 正式开始! 第一站——阿布扎比 从北京到希腊,中间到阿布扎比转机。 接近9个小时的航程从北京到阿布扎比转机,国际航班飞机大,前面还有视频娱乐系统,长时间飞行倒也不寂寞。 比较有意思的是娱乐系统里有一个功能是可以看到飞机前端和下面的实时视频。第一次开洋荤,觉得起飞的时候看起很霸道 飞机餐!什么阿拉伯烤土豆,咋一吃还不错,连续在飞机上吃了几顿,最后简直觉得不能下咽 仍然是飞机餐,番茄牛肉丸子,看到米饭很激动,但是真的很难吃,就是一个香料味儿 到阿布扎比,是清晨,天蒙蒙亮,机场的清晨已经是一派繁忙 阿布扎比机场内部,装修好梦幻啊~~ 机场免税店,东西太诱人了,想到刚出门,不能这么快就乱花钱,于是我忍啊忍 对着一大堆巧克力最终还是没忍住,在回程的时候消费了两百多“阿拉伯联合酋长国迪拉姆” 机场风格真的很超现代 这个东西最初觉得很乖很美味,当后来一天都吃这种东西的时候,简直想发誓以后都不吃汉堡包了! 空中看阿布扎比原来是这样的,感觉就是地好平、路好直、房子好矮、土地好贫瘠~ 转机飞往雅典,又是5个小时 ,不过能看到海了,好激动,终于要奔向爱琴海了~~ 第二站——雅典 俯瞰爱琴海,心情那叫一个激动啊~ 阿提哈德航空公司,还是全球十大航空公司之一([]
喜欢上户外,源于2010年一次偶然的丽江之行。这之前都是些游山玩水,在记忆中都渐渐模糊了。那次坐着颠簸的车子在西南特有的盘山路上不断的盘旋上升,眼中掠过的美景都是那些在图片中,在电视中看到的...雪山,日照金山,清澈安宁的海子。那一刻----我们真的爱上了它! 2011年6月又拼车走了一次川藏线,这一路沿途让人着迷的自然风光,特别到达西藏境内,它的神秘,它的自然景观的震撼,让我魂牵梦系。 回到繁忙的都市,总是不能忘怀那一抹挥之不去的记忆...在看到10月正好有飞西宁的特价机票后,毅然决定在秋季这个最美的季节---再走一次青藏线到珠峰大本营和尼泊尔。 定下机票后,就是找攻略购买装备这些,之前曾看到EBC的攻略,深深中毒于前辈们贴的照片,太壮观震撼了!特别是幻想着自己能亲临其境的走近那些雪山湖泊,感受尼泊尔自然风光的魅力,那里是蜚声世界的徒步天堂。决定了EBC之行,这也成了此次整个旅程的重中之重。针对它展开了特别的计划和准备。EBC这条徒步线路高海拔,非常具有挑战性,特别对我们这个级别的。更是...前期必须做很多功课,再次感谢坛子里的前辈们!湘西土人,行摄匆匆等....我们2人真是户外的门外汉,从没走过徒步,也从没参加过户外组织的活动。去之前俩人练习爬爬香山,菜驴就是菜驴,居然连著名的好汉坡都不知道。一次在香山碰巧赶上户外组织走香巴拉线,我们也就跟上了队伍,这才搞清原来就是香山八大处啊。在学习准备阶段又明白了很多装备上的问,这些什么-20度的睡袋,登山杖,登山鞋,快速排汗内衣,GOEXT的防水外衣,外裤以前都搞不明白的东东,通通都得备齐。谁让我们没经验呢? 在精心的准备了必备的装备后,带着对美景的憧憬启程了.... 先附上偶们的EBC行程 第1天 Luker(2840米)----Phaking(2610米) 徒步 约2小时20分钟左右 第2天 Phaking(2610米)-----Namche (3440 米) 徒步 约7小时 第3 天 Namche(3440米)-----EverstView Hotel----Namche (3440米) 约4小时 第4天 Namche(3440米)-----Dole(4200米) 徒步 约6个半小时 第5天 Dole(4200米)-----Machhermo(4470米) 徒步 约2小时40分 第6天 Machhermo(4470米)-----Gokyo(4790米) 徒步 约4小时多 第7天 Gokyo(4790米------第5湖(4990米)-----Gokyo(4790米) 徒步 约6小时 第8天 Gokyo(4790米)------Dragnag (4700米) 徒步 约2个小时 第9天 Dragnag(4700米)-------Cho La垭口(5330米)-----Dzonglha(4830米) 徒步 约7小时30分 第10天 Dzonglha(4830米)-----Lobuche(4910米) 徒步 约3小时15分 第11天 Lobuche(4910米)-----Gorap Shep(5140米)-----Kala Patthar----Gorap Shep 徒步 全天 约5个多小时 第12天 GorapShep(5140)EBC-----Gorap Shep(5140米)-----Locher(4910米) 徒步 全天约5个多小时 第13天 Locher(4910米)-----Tengboche(3860米) 徒步 7小时 第14天 Tengboche(3860米)-----Namche(3440米)-----Monjo(2840米) 徒步 约7小时 第15天 Monjo(2840米)----Luker(2840米)----- Kathmandu 徒步 约4小时多 10月中旬,出发了。到西宁的第二天去了北山寺。北山寺古称土楼观。明代称之为永兴寺,近代改称北山寺。北山寺依山面水,居高临下,上有断岩壁立,下有陡坡相连,地势险峻,气势宏伟。相传,该寺始建于汉魏时代,为“湟中古寺第一’。北山寺迄今已有二千多年的历史, 北山寺的丹霞地貌我是新手,第一次写攻略也是第一次发图,很不规范。多多鼓励哦! 10月14日中午到达青海著名的塔尔寺,从导游的介绍中了解到这里是藏密至尊宗客巴大师的出生地。塔尔寺的由来大家一定都有所了解了,就不多说了。在塔尔寺,酥油花,壁画和堆绣被誉为“艺术三绝”。酥油花手工制作的各种艺术品真的是令人感叹美妙绚烂,非常精细。小到一个花瓣一个人物的表情,都是由酥油(手工制成的黄油)调成各色颜料而制成的油塑艺术品。可惜馆内禁止拍照。 下午在参观完塔尔寺不同的殿堂返回时,看到了僧侣们席地而坐,两排对视,嘴里不停的说着什么,这边的说完,另一面的又开始,此起彼伏。后来站立起的一排又与席地坐的激烈的辨论着。很有意思。这原来就是藏密的宗教教育-----辩经。 喇嘛僧人,在学习“五部大论”的同时,还要根据自己所学的内容,举行辩论,这就是所谓的“辩经”。辩论有两种方式:一种叫“立宗答辩”,即立宗人树立一目,并以此为辩论,但他只能对对方的提问及问难加以解答,不得反问及发挥,问难的人则可以拍掌高呼,手舞足蹈;一种叫做对辩,即由两入双方互相问答。搜索了一点对辩经的注解,大家可以了解下。塔尔寺我们去时已近中午,参观时感觉不太从容,这里是很值得多花一些时间细细品味,非常有文化内涵的地方。我们去时由于没有对密宗历史特别了解也就粗枝大叶了 原计划在西宁呆4天,可以看看青海湖,塔尔寺,再适应一下2600多米的海拔。但计划赶不上变化,最早有西宁到西藏的火车也是17日,也就很悠闲了。16日报了个青海湖一日游,一路上经过赞布林卡,丹格尔古城,日月山等最后到达青海湖。都说去青海湖最好的季节是7,8月份,那时油菜花开漫山遍野。我们去的时候天气已经比较冷了,天空湛蓝,秋风也早已将植被吹黄,山坡上一群群的牛羊悠游的吃着草。真是有天苍苍,野茫茫,风吹草低现牛羊的意境。这时右手的远处显现出一条蓝色的银带在展开,展开....青海湖!我们来了!回复 有情有义有兄弟 的帖子来了,来了,我码字有点慢。好饭不怕晚嘛 秋天的青海湖又有另一番韵味 秋天的青海湖又有另一番韵味之前看攻略说有出租自行车的可以骑车环湖游,可能我们的季节是淡季,没有找到。其实是很想尝试骑车沿青海湖看看美丽的风景的。鸟岛也不是季节,也没有看成,这些都有丝遗憾!那几天在西宁也吃到了不少当地的特色食物。著名的莫家街是人气指数很高的食街。我们对老酸奶的评价顶高,到现在还是很怀念!呵呵...吃货当然不能少了尝试吃各种美食,个人对炮仗(小吃),烤肋,酿皮,还有一种放羊汤的粥都感觉不错。街上的当地小吃看到本地人多的你尽管进去,一定不会错,个人觉得比莫家街,网上传的几家不差,甚至还好。 17日晚终于坐上了上海到拉萨,途径西宁的火车。本应该1950到站的晚点到20点45。清晨火车才开到格尔木,天渐渐亮起来。 沿途经常可以看到的黄羊,野驴,但一路并没看到藏羚羊。这是透过车窗抢拍的野驴。 火车过了玉珠峰就是可可西里无人区时,看到最多的就是野生的羚羊。在行驶在海拔5千多米的唐古拉山口,这段身体还真是有高反的感觉。列车进入西藏那曲地区后,沿途的自然风光更是不时让我惊叹!远处的湛蓝的天空和雪白的山峦形成了鲜明对比,成群的牦牛悠闲的吃着草,高低起伏的一坨坨的草甸和倒影是我的最爱!在那里美丽的错那湖和藏北草原。是那么近!那么美i!错那湖是和青藏铁路距离最近的湖泊。真的很庆幸选择乘火车到拉萨,有一路的美景相伴! 到达拉萨火车站了。找到预定的酒店住下。酒店外就是拉萨河,在太阳岛上。19日我们今天的任务是尽快找到一起拼车到珠峰大本营尼泊尔的同路人。从酒店出发,一路闲散的走到了大昭寺附近。又回到几曾相识的地方,那雄伟的布达拉宫,那蔚蓝蔚蓝的天空,那转着转经筒虔诚的信徒,那飘动的经幡,还有那匍匐在地的每一次叩头...那段时间总在脑海中涌动的画面是真的又一次显现在眼前?真的有些恍惚.... 喜欢这些人物 六月份雨季到大本营就遗憾的没揭开珠峰神秘的面纱,这次来我们是抱定一定要膜拜我们心中的女神的!但因为是淡季,有很多人并不去珠峰大本营,而是直接从拉萨到樟木,拼到既去珠峰大本营又去樟木的人还真不是很容易。而且我们去的前几天珠峰下了雪,路也不好走,有些师傅因为危险也不想去要价很高。八朗学的班觉----人真不错!不但帮我们找合适的同伴,还在包4500车子事上给了最大优惠。心里特别感激!第二天我们如愿的找到了一起拼车的人,还是两个漂亮的MM。期待已久的我的珠峰,尼泊尔之行序幕终于拉开了。 10月21日的早晨,这个期盼已久的日子,我们怀着憧憬和敬畏之情就要近距离的膜拜心中的女神了。在浓郁的藏族歌声中拉萨在渐行渐远。车子在盘转的山道上急促的行驶着。司机是个腼腆的藏族小伙子,名叫扎西,不太会说汉话,我们说什么问什么他总是回答是的,是的,那人品相当的好...(这是经过几天接触大家一致公认的,后面会提到)秋的景致对一年四季都是美景的西藏更是添彩!至少这是我个人的大爱。6月的夏,鲜花绿草使大地充满生机,总使我觉得有点招摇,秋又有它别一番的意境,湛蓝的天空,金黄的叶子挂满树枝,随风摇曳,田地里的青稞收割成跺透着丰收的喜悦,远处的赭石色土黄色的山峦层叠交替变化万千,透着给人一种厚重和沧桑。 推开酒店的窗户,面对的是拉萨河 启程的天气并不尽如人意,天阴沉沉的,心中不时叨念着六字真言,唵嘛呢呗咪吽,唵嘛呢呗咪吽,乞求老天再给一次机会吧。到达羊湖时远处还是阴云密布,虽然还是没有看到传说中那一抹惊艳的绿色飘带,但羊卓雍错湖还是让我们兴奋的跳跃呼喊.... 天气要是好,它得多美...继续赶路。过了羊湖车子虽然一直沿着它走但慢慢的一路向下。沿途除了苍凉的土色山脉和看着蓝色的湖水,不时会跳出一片片红色的草滩,太喜欢了。一车的人都在赞叹着。真的不是没追求,是这些色彩组合在一起----养眼啊!走过了羊湖就到了卡罗拉冰川。这次看到秋天里的卡罗拉冰川感觉太过沉闷了,也许是没有蓝天的映衬使它过于厚重。这是同年6月时 看到的卡罗拉冰川,秋季看到栅栏也竖起来了,真的是圈地运动!离开卡罗拉后车子又经过那镶嵌在山谷中的绿飘带,虽然只有透过云层的阳光,但还是给平静的水面增加了更浓的绿意,它静静的,不见一丝波澜。我不能断定这是不是依然是美丽的羊湖?还是满拉水库?车子再启动就开到了江孜县的白居寺。偶们参观了这座藏传佛教的萨迦派、噶当派、格鲁派3大教派共存的一座寺庙,塔中有寺、寺中有塔,寺塔天然浑成,寺塔内有保存相当完好、难以数计的精美壁画和造像。 白居寺里白居塔的十万壁画佛像也是非常有名的,这个塔每一层都有若干佛堂,每间内都有很精美的壁画和雕工精美的佛像。塔有九层,高达32米多,有77间佛殿、108个门、神龛和经堂等。殿堂内绘有十余万佛像,因而得名十万佛塔。它内部的楼梯也很特殊,有些是需要你耐心找找的。这是白居塔 寺院中酥油灯总是给我一种空灵的宁静,它带给我们这些尘世中的路人,一丝片刻的安宁。从白居寺出来,就一路向日喀则进发了。傍晚到达,入住的酒店居然是几个月前的同一家。([]
每年至少游一个地方,是这几年一直所追求的。当然,都是自由行。2011年去过新疆,进行过一天的徒步,就被这种旅行方式深深吸引,全身心地投入,去感觉大自然对身体和心灵的冲击和洗礼,让所有的一切得到彻底的放松,徒步游的种子已在心底发芽。一直在网上找各种徒步线路,国内的、国外的。尼泊尔的几条徒步线路闻名世界,其中以ABC、ACT、EBC最为代表。EBC线路大都在5000米以上,最担心高反无法适应,ABC和ACT都是比较好的选择,有逐步适应的过程。选择很久,攻略看了N多,决定进行安娜普尔纳大环(ACT)徒步,原旅伴都因各种原因无法成行,一咬牙,决定个人独自前往,路上再找旅伴。而且因为是一个人,仗着身体素质好,ACT也成熟,决定不找向导,不雇背夫,挑战一下重装徒步大环。除了新疆一天漫步式的徒步,个人从来没有其它户外经验,重装徒步更是没有经历过,心里还是有点发毛,临行前几天加入了一个QQ背包客群,找到了一个和我同一线路的旅伴,就这样,开始我人生第一次重装徒步行。 尼泊尔徒步线路众多,被称为徒步者的天堂,一点也不为过,而安娜普尔纳大环线则被誉为“世界第一徒步线路”。确实,一圈走下来,深切地感受到了她的魅力。先把行程列一下,给想去的朋友一个参考:第一天:加德满都—Besisahar—Syange,乘车13小时;第二天:Syange—Dharapani,徒步9小时,行程21公里,上升850米;第三天:Dharapani—Bhratang,徒步10.5小时,行程23公里,上升950米;第四天:Bhratang—Ngawal,徒步10小时,行程17公里,上升830米;第五天:Ngawal—Manang,徒步3小时,行程10公里,下降140米;第六天:Manang—Tilicho Base Camp,徒步7.5小时,行程16公里,上升660米;第七天:Tilicho Base Camp—Tilicho Lake—Sheree Kharka,徒步10小时,先上升1000米,再下降1150米;第八天:Sheree Kharka—Letdar,徒步8小时,行程13公里,上升150米;第九天:Letdar—High Camp,徒步7小时,行程7公里,上升650米;第十天:High Camp—Thorung Pass—Muktinath,徒步6.5小时,行程14公里,先上升566米,后下降1600米;Muktinath—Jomsom—Ghasa,乘车5小时;行程49公里;第十一天:Ghasa—Tatopani ,乘车3小时,Tatopani—Ghorepani,徒步7小时,行程17公里,上升1700米;第十二天:Ghorepani—Poonhill—Ghorepani—Nayapul,徒步10小时,行程16公里,先上升330米,后下降2230米。在加德满都“New Bus Station”乘车去传统徒步起点BESISAHAR,一点也看不出是新公交车站的味道,车站破旧,车也破旧,但人还是很友善的,这个感觉,在尼泊尔整个行程中都能感受到。路上堵车是家常便饭,尼泊尔全境就没有几条公路,所有去尼泊尔旅游的人要有心理准备。当然,有飞机的地方,乘机是最快的选择,但尼泊尔的飞机安全吗?心里打鼓,2012年9月28还掉了一架。尼泊尔的卡车都很具有观赏性,都类似这样跟大篷车似的 到了BESISAHAR后,原徒步起点从这开始,但现在已经开始往里修路了,大部分人会继续乘车,我们也在BESISAHAR换乘,一辆公交挤满了人,挤不进的就坐车顶。不过,坐在车顶,必须具备两项条件,一是技术好,因为在山路,车子在行进过程中不断摇晃,而且幅度不小,要当心被晃下来;二是心理素质,这车在山路上行走,一边就是靠着悬崖,下边是滚滚的河水,有时车轮离悬崖不到30CM,坐在车里都有心惊胆战,在车顶,没有一定的心理素质估计够呛。行至一半,又堵车了,那辆430的公交坏在路边,正好是拐弯路口,所有车不得都停下来。大家注意,在尼泊尔山区,公交的底盘比越野车的底盘要高得多,往往很多越野车过不去的,公交车反而能过,当然,这是指专门在山区里通行的公交车。有几位老外等不了啦,干脆背起包来走人,反正是来徒步的与我们同车的俄罗斯小妞干脆当起了模特就这样,我们折腾到晚上8点才到SYNGE,基本上旅店都没满了,顶着头灯找了一家住下,没热水洗澡,随便吃点东西,擦擦身体睡了,听了一晚的浪涛声,第二天早晨起来,才发现住在了河边。第二天的早餐,煮土豆加奶茶,配点自己带去的榨菜,心里觉得土豆含淀粉高,热量必然高,能应付徒步的消耗出发时的背负,毕竟是新驴,这种背负让我第一天就差点崩溃。胸前挂着小包和相机,大包在肩带紧紧贴着肩膀,整个负重都在肩和脖子上,大包腰带是松的,老驴一看就知道背负不对。刚出发时还是这么意气风发的样子。徒步开始,我的新伙伴--阿健,一路上多亏他照顾,才让我顺利完成大环徒步。看了这张照片,才明白为什么叫“驴友”。这大环线上,各个客栈的补给,都是这样人扛驴驮上去的。 前两天的路,都是这样山清水秀空气好,除了有时会闻到驴粪味,至少还是乡野的气味。没有城市中的喧嚣和汽车尾气的污染。我们几乎都是每天上午7点出发,下午2-5点到目的地。这是我们经过的第一个之字坡。大环线上,这种之字坡比比皆是,这种比较缓的坡走起来还不太费劲,后面有几个之字坡,走的差点让人崩溃。 前面山谷中的村庄是JAGAT,是大环线上第一个比较大的村镇。路上碰到去上学的学生,很大方地合影。尼泊尔虽然经济落后,但对教育十分重视,我们经过的地方,最好的房子基本上都是学校,而且全免费教学,学生统一着装,走出来看着都赏心悦目。这些学生上午10点上课,下午4点放学,每天往返需要走路2个多小时,真是很辛苦。但看他们,脸上都洋溢着笑容,很能感染人。阿建同志跟同学们在亲切交谈,尽管他的英语水平很差,但孩子们还是觉得他很帅,愿意交谈。在这山区里,一般都是几个村庄才一所学校,因此大多数孩子上学都得翻山越岭,一趟要一个多小时。到一JAGAT村口。这些村庄,除了日常农作外,大部分都兼营客栈,以接待越来越多的徒步者。一路上,村里的客栈大都很漂亮,而且干净,尤其是被鲜花装点,别有一番风味,让人流连。客栈的老板娘和她的孩子,看到他们我们照相,很友善地对着我们微笑,那孩子笑容中带着些羞涩,但都是那么真诚,我明白了,为什么那个写尼泊尔的书名叫《尼泊尔的微笑》,朴实的笑容确实打动了我。 过了JAGAT,路过的瀑布逐渐增多在这种山清水秀的地方徒步,真是一种享受辛苦的背夫。他们的背负能力真的很强大,背着这么重的东西,比大部分徒步者都快,而且基本上都穿着拖鞋。这两位的拖鞋算是很好的,穿人字拖走大环的背夫占大多数。而这种背负就是专门用来搬运石头用的。中午12点左右,我们到达CHAMCHE,只是简单地吃了路餐,便继续赶路了。走出村口约一公里后,我们发现河对岸也有一条路,而且徒步者明显比这边多,怀疑自己是否走错路。后来才知道,我们走的这条是新开的路,传说大环线要修公路,估计是真的。但为了保险起见,我们还是打算去走老路。我们返回CHAMCHE,在村里一个不起眼的地方找到了老路的路口。感觉这样的路才是真正徒步的线路,在公路上走算怎么回事呀。我们走的第一座铁索桥。在大环线上,这种铁索桥很多,走起来晃悠悠的。 我们还在桥上照相的时候,遇到了昨天同车前来的俄罗斯姑娘。她们本来没有背夫,后来感觉重装无法走完大环,昨晚临时在住宿的地方雇了村里的背夫,费用好像也比较低,一个背夫一天700卢比(约50多元人民币)。但如果要保险一些,还是跟当地旅行社雇用背夫,能订合同,不满意还可以投诉退款。天下驴友是一家,见面了自然很高兴。 这种路走起来有点费劲,落脚点不实在。 哥俩第一次合影。有飞流直下三千尺的感觉。我曾经在《中国国家地理》杂志上看到过这幅图,当时惊为天堂的徒步环境。现在,这座挺拔险峻的山峰拦腰被切了一段路,山体和植被完全被破坏,给这美丽的山谷添了一道永远无法弥补的伤疤。从理智上,我也知道山里的人要发展经济,改善生活,但看到这一幕,还是不自觉地感到心痛。([]
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([]
记没有伴奏的旋律陪我独自旅行部分的爱情记忆 已失去旅途中只有孤单的风沙陪我前进睡梦中渴望一场完美相遇当伤心列车一站一站开往无爱边境任寂寞一次一次来到过去点点滴滴没想过一个眼神会是忧伤过后的消息遇见你 阳光盛开的夏季还贪恋着 你的风情 诱惑着 你的神秘埋葬了 我的爱情 忧郁蓝色土耳其以前听小刚的《蓝色土耳其》这歌时,只是觉得它的旋律动人,并未曾仔细剖析过歌词,以至于全然不知歌词里还隐藏着这么一个美丽的国度。而当此行结束,自驾一圈环游土耳其后,我发现了这歌的一个“误区”:土耳其并不忧郁,也并不仅仅是蓝色的,而是彩色的,阳光的!!!从土耳其回来,我才发现原来很多人对这个国家知之甚少,而中国人对土耳其人来说也是陌生而充满好奇的。对于遍布全世界的中国印记,土耳其真是一个异类。在这里没有喧哗的中国团队,没有唐人街,也没有满大街的华人餐馆。随着土耳其个人证门槛的降低,也许一切都将改变,个中利弊,待以后的旅行者去体会了。几个朋友,一路欢笑,记录我们在土国短暂停留的意外、感动和收获吧,第一次发帖,先上一些预告图,希望各位看官多多支持。。。酒店顶楼拍得的蓝色清真寺夜景 索菲亚大教堂——“刺客信条-救赎”索菲亚大教堂——“少女的凝望” 蓝色清真寺的窗台蓝色清真寺外景一隅加拉大桥上拍得的清真寺夜景 博斯普鲁斯海峡上掠过的鸟影塔尖的落日余晖在博斯普鲁斯海峡游轮上一路陪伴我们的帅气“小黑马”小山坡VILLA DREAM眺望弥漫晨雾中的塞尔丘克晨景,如童话中初醒的婴儿VILLA DREAM院里的小清新桌椅 闲逛伊斯坦布尔老城区小巷托普卡帕大皇宫后院的精致的天花板以弗所遗址 以弗所遗址中一颗精致的小树以弗所中的图书馆一隅 阿尔忒弥斯月神殿前的芦苇丛世界七大奇迹之一——阿尔忒弥斯月神殿近距离接触棉花堡 棉花堡顶上的有层次的小水池 费特希耶海边停泊的游艇群费特希耶死海边死海上云层散出的天光坐滑翔伞飞翔在死海上空行走在阿尔潘多斯大剧院丛安塔利亚开往卡帕多西亚沿途的风景([]
飞越黔东南之 岜沙——最后的枪手部落(诗歌) 作者:FREELAND88 听说居然用镰刀来剃头,黔东南大山里的部落枪手!那是2008年的金秋,我慕名来到岜沙行走! 寨子里的阳光无限美好,空气中的负离子随处漂流!那高举在山顶的一排排晒谷架,如同远古巨人的一双双擎天的大手! 四千多年前,你们的领袖是蚩尤——驱赶着牛头的神兽来战斗,直到蚩尤被黄帝——斩首! 你们来到岜沙是什么时候?你们是否忘记了那淡淡的乡愁?你们当年离开黄河离开长江,是否也一步一回头? 几千年来你们以狩猎畜牧为生,千百年来你们又开垦了梯田!直到弓箭手变成了火枪手,直到火枪也用来表演以促进文化交流! 不得不承认岜沙的森林保护得很好,不像沿海地区为了钱什么都可以搞!当贪婪的现代人在审判日被大自然惩罚,我真的希望我的归宿在——黔东南大山里的岜沙! 后记:在岜沙的传统里,因为贪婪而砍一棵树都是不可饶恕的!我一直偏好的是博大精深的中华文明史和欧洲古典音乐的美妙乐章。在飞翔的路上,我一直在奋力飞翔,我拼命扇动思想的翅膀——试图冲破东西方文明之间的哲学层面上的障碍。直到我有幸在黔东南的大山里体验到这种发自内心的又源于自然的热泪盈眶的感动!我的思想和感情终于水乳交融!我终于知道什么是大历史的角度,什么是古典音乐的内在精神!对于大多数人来说,人生不过几十年;虽然我们的筋骨没有房地产商人的钢筋坚硬,但我们的思想不应被他们的贪婪所禁锢,被这些伊甸园里的蛇引诱!没有自由的思想,何来自由的诗篇和人生?你不受贪婪引诱,方能有自由的人生!大多数贪官正是因为被贪婪引诱而失去自由的人生,注定在监狱里消磨余生!你为什么要砍掉大自然里的一棵树?你为什么要拆掉别人的房子?你为什么要掠夺属于全体人民的财富?因为,你贪婪,你不懂得敬畏自然,不懂得敬畏民众!你该下地狱!伟大的但丁,在神曲中已经描述过了,你将受到什么样的惩罚!而我,在黔东南的仙境中,对你受到的地狱审判付之一笑!2009年6月初,从广东飞向黔东南。由于2008年的摩托单骑走贵州结束的时候在川黔交界处卖掉了那台9年车龄的太子款豪爵,所以这趟旅行只能以穷酸秀才骑蹇驴的面目继续流浪!目,大山纵横的黔东南!从321国道梧州段开始,我骑摩托车,偶遇东莞哥们去西藏太平天国时代的大炮 差点要了我命的这辆廉价摩托车黔东南大山里正在建设的夏蓉高速,侗族山民。正在爬坡,我停下摩托,拍了一张只带了一个12倍的长焦,小学的退休老师们。2008年秋季我曾在这所黔东南的小学做自愿者三个月。一个多月后回到桂林,遇龙桥。阳光灿烂。此前差点在龙胜的大山里出车祸回望贵州(一) 江湖寄意遁孤舟,20年来好飘游。若问风景何处觅?此中最爱是贵州。 (二) 此中最爱是贵州,青山秀水如画轴。苗侗风情使人醉,胜作天地一沙鸥。 (三) 胜作天地一沙鸥,吹却千年万古愁。娄山关前曾驻马,舞阳河上尽逍遥。 (四) 舞阳河上尽逍遥,青龙洞里再问道。记得当年林则徐,云南路上叹山高。 注:当年林则徐去云南监考途中,曾经过镇远,写下了﹤镇远道中﹥一诗。后记:2008年7、8月,我摩托单骑从广东经广西湖南到贵州北部与四川交界处,途经当年红军长征中经过的雄关险隘——娄山关和乌江峡谷,斜穿贵州,此行甚壮,也遭遇暴雨、烂路,狼狈不堪,但风景惊人的美,行程2560公里!飞越黔东南之西江千户苗寨(诗歌)作者:FREELAND88上雷公山之前,我慕名来到这个苗族的寨子游览。站在入口的山坡上,眼前的情景令人惊叹!吊脚楼从小河边一直绵延上山,的确是气势非凡!她的历史非常久远,据说已经有两千年!两千年的雨雪风霜,不朽的是执着的精神!房子已经不是以前的房子,主人早已换了百十代子孙!人生就是一趟无悔的旅行,你们的历史证明苗人精神的顽强!从黄河到长江再到雷公山——你们的祖先曾经备尝艰辛!但你们的文明依然完好无损——如同姑娘们的银饰一样灿烂!再一次向你们致敬——伟大的蚩尤的伟大子孙!(2012-12-31 广州)雷公山飞歌(我的黔东南情结)大山横亘黔东南,车行半空天地宽。深沟巨谷稠人烟,苗民自古开梯田。夏无酷暑春有情,晨歌一曲放苗岭。涿鹿之战五千年,蚩尤子孙满山间。注:1苗族是蚩尤部落的后人,黔东南的雷公山(苗岭主峰,2178米)是他们的聚居地之一。2 有一首名曲:苗岭的早晨。(2010年3月31日于雷公山)广西 蒙山。梁羽生原来是蒙山人。我看过的唯一一部武侠小说是雪山飞狐。忘记是谁写的。历史和古典音乐才是我的最爱。还有到处流浪和诗歌!上帝,快了拯救我吧!2014年打算重走川藏线。得找个女伴。正在努力找!1700张顺手拍下的照片,发到什么时候?我又不会挑照片。这两天有机会上网,很多时候很多地方没有这种无线网络。哥们我又不上网吧。处女座的我有洁癖,对网吧里那些脏兮兮的环境敬而远之。即便在黔东南的大山里也要天天洗澡。侗族人都觉得好笑!!明天又要换地方。就是一条流浪狗!每天都毛色光鲜!喜欢人少的地方。贵州,平日里空荡荡的,都到沿海打工去了,我这个沿海人却迷上了大山!哪个城市里的姑娘喜欢大山?好笑,连大山里的姑娘都恨爹娘少生两只腿,一有机会就逃出大山
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