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发帖子前,我犹豫了很久到底要不要发这个帖,在夏特路上,老孤说过,“能花力气写帖子的人,肯定没力气走路”。虽然我对他这种言论嗤之以鼻,但迫于他的淫威,我一路忍着。老孤问我:夏特好玩不?我说不好玩,他说有机会带我玩好玩的,能让我骂爹的。我知道他说的是狼塔C,所以在走狼C之前,我都得顺着他。关于夏特穿越,有爱美丽的大帖在,咱的帖子就凑合着看看,其实,我是冲着奖品中那个野餐篮来的。当然,这一路的点滴,也应该记录下来。近五天的穿越,让一群来自五湖四海的陌生人,成为了好兄弟,好姐妹,还有什么比这个更重要呢。先放几张图片,作为漫步夏特记的引子。写帖其实是一个回忆和看片的过程,而回忆和看片往往容易让自己“热泪盈眶”。谢谢一起陪伴走过的那些兄弟姐妹,老孤、五道黑、农夫、菲儿姐、蓝色、KK、花花、半仙,谢谢静尘姐姐……很多很多,谢谢天公作美,五天的万里无云天气,赐给我一个白白的眼镜框……一起翻过达坂一起走过冰川一起趟过冰河其实我很鄙视自己的优柔寡断,在狼C与夏特之间,居然纠结了好长时间。在临近出发不得不做出选择时,居然用了抛硬币的办法,正面是狼C,反面是夏特,结果连抛三次,都是反面。既然与夏特有缘,就走夏特吧!30日下午,迫不及待屁颠屁颠赶往机场,晚点半小时。队伍在乌鲁木齐最晚等我到20点,若赶不上,就走狼C了,实在不行,还可以去喀纳斯腐败一圈。这里要谢谢砾石周到的安排,接机后在半路截住了队伍的大巴,才得以顺利坐上前往昭苏的大巴。瘸子、登陆、花花、木头、半仙……我们这些人在群里早已聊得火热,俨然一个亲友团。走夏特之前,因为肠炎,我已经一周没有吃米饭,都是喝一些流质的食物,也没有碰肉,还吃了一堆抗生素,整个身子软绵绵的,浑身没劲。包里还带着一周的药量。上车后,菲尔姐递给我一个鸡腿,我饿的实在慌,也管不了那么多了,几口就吞了下去,并祈祷着肚子别翻江倒海。一夜好眠。在昭苏县城吃完早餐后,我们赶往夏特乡。听说,还有一个捐助仪式。在夏特边防派出所老孤是个大好人,说白了是dao嘴豆腐心。似乎那些贫困山区的父老乡亲们都认识他,想必是经常搞公益活动。这次走夏特,老孤带队,是缘于江枫。江枫要去祭拜他的好友青城,因为这份情谊,所以本打算不再走夏特的老孤,再走最后一次夏特。老孤说,他已经走了12次夏特,8次狼C,已经走得快吐了,再走两次狼C,他就不再带队走这两条线,而要走新线路了。你看他的脑门,都走秃了,照相时只要对着他的脑门就曝光过度。队伍在夏特乡边防派出所和小朋友们合影!捐赠结束后,我们赶往夏特古道公园入口。在这里,要与管理部门交涉,才能进入。这位美女叫蓉蓉,五道黑全程保护的对象,关系可想而知。关于五道黑,有好多传说,总之,是个人物!木头也忍不住摆骚,这家伙体力很好,全程见不到他屁股。夏特古道穿越许可证靠着车窗,大伙轮流订“生死状”,大约是出了事情,景区等部门没有责任之类。当时心里还挺有点挺小感慨的,这场面,有那么一点悲壮吧。办完手续后,进入景区,中巴车载着我们一路颠簸地驶往徒步起点。路过山神处,下车拜过,保佑我们一行安全穿越。中巴车将我们送至徒步起点,在这里,看到了几家牧民。正收拾背包准备往肩上扛的时候,老孤说有人愿意再往里送我们一程,费用也不贵,于是,刚把包从中巴车上拿下来,又往卡车上搬。二十多个人,站在一辆拉马的卡车上,颠簸着浩浩荡荡驶向小木屋。一路,要不停地躲闪来自小道两边树枝的侵袭。天空很蓝,在车子停下寻路的间隙,也不忘照上两张。第一次到新疆,这里的景色,对我来说,充满新鲜感。到了小木屋后,夏特徒步算式真正开始。第一天的路很轻松,走过夏特牧场,到河边,就到了我们的营地。路也好走,有清晰的马道,应该是为明天的达坂翻越热身。出发之前,大伙合影。我、KK和半仙已经迫不及待地背上了背包。一行中,大雨、彼得、花花、龙四都是走过狼C的,大雨还登顶过慕士塔格峰,这次是第二次走夏特,花花和龙四是刚从狼C回来,又赶上了夏特的队伍。我们膜拜花花,认为她是狼C和夏特连走的第一个美女。龙四已经在新疆泡了好几个月,走完夏特,又要赶往昆仑山拣玉石。半仙登过哈巴和玉珠,走起路来不带停的。我不知道老孤的包有多重,只知道包里装了一大袋子大米,好几个锅。休息的时候,他掂量了一下靠在他包上的背包,问谁的,我说我的,他狠狠踹了包一脚,骂好轻……我的包20公斤,确实有点轻。 当然,我也不会忘记组织。我了表示我对组织的忠诚,我一开始就套上了组织的背包罩,只是觉得这个背包罩太软了,不够硬朗。我还带了组织的旗帜,但可悲的是这一路居然忘了拿出来晒晒。在一处平地休息,等待后面的队员。天空似乎飘起了黑云,要下雨的样子,风也大了起来,只好放下包,穿上冲锋衣。这个时候,已经是下午4点多,离我们的营地,大概还有1个小时的路程。夏特穿越,居然已经在不知不觉中开始了。五道黑深邃的目光五道黑,是一种鱼的名字,分布于位于新疆的额尔齐斯河与乌伦古河流域,相必是中肉质鲜美的鱼。我们亲切的称他为道黑,因为不顺口,也有人称他为黑道。于是,一个温文尔雅的名字,就开始带点暴力色彩了。道黑这一路,是鞍前马后,用实际行动阐释着什么叫做一个合格的护花使者。让他领路,太不现实,让他收队,更是不成气候,他就围着他的蓉蓉转。我想,道黑的女朋友应该是很幸福的,你瞧蓉蓉脸上的笑容就知道了。江枫,黝黑的脸,可以看出也是一个老江湖了。这一路,江枫基本上都和赵赵美女走在一块,他两其实算得上真正的收队,属于那种走起路来不慌不忙,处处留影的人。某晚,隔着帐篷,这两人还在交流一路上的照片。只听见江枫在抱怨:“赵赵,你拍的咋都是斜的?”赵赵答曰这其实是一种拍摄手法。花花,原名青瓷花,四川美女,长得很妖精。和花花的初次交流是在夏特乡派出所外边。那会才知道她走遍了川西的所有线路,刚从狼C回来那会,全身都浮肿,刚消肿就来了夏特。我心想这女子咋这么厉害,看样子不像啊。不知道听谁说花花的女儿1岁,以至于我一直以为她是一个1岁孩子的母亲,各回各家后交流才知道事情真相。菲尔姐,刚上车那会便塞给我一个鸡腿和两包静尘姐带给我的干果和牛肉干,一路上,对我们照顾的无微不至,每天晚上都吃到了可口的饭菜,手艺绝对超过五星级酒店的大厨。菲儿姐这一路走的很辛苦,背着一个岩石搬坚硬的背包,到了营地还要生活做饭,甚至回到乌鲁木齐,还给我们包了很多盘酱牛肉包子……菲儿姐,辛苦了!花花和菲儿姐的合影!KK,在哈密的云南人,不明白“KK”是何含义。调侃高手,一路上,大部分人都被他调侃过,部分人还被她调戏过,连老孤、农夫也不例外,尤其是花花,从乌鲁木齐开始被调侃,一直到了昭苏,过了夏特,到了阿克苏,回到乌鲁木齐,仍然是KK的重点调侃对象,可谓至交。追究KK调侃功夫为何这么高深,他自曝大学时曾被辅导员调侃过,青出于蓝而胜于蓝,于是就有了现在的KK。听说KK走乌孙古道过冰河时掉了进去,心灵受到了严重的创伤,所谓“一朝被蛇咬,十年怕井绳”,在夏特过冰河时,看他一手抓着绳子,一手挽着花花的样子,还有那惊恐的眼神,就知道伤得不轻。嘿嘿,名字很怪,我第一时间就想到了嘿咻!也是行走在第一梯队的强人。喜欢脱个精光拍裸照。我观察了,肚子上其实肥肉不少,但总体讲,肌肉厚度还是盖过了肥肉厚度。酒量一流,和老孤、KK等有的一拼,不像我,三杯下肚就找不着北了。路很好走,大伙走得甚至都有点散漫。其实我们是一支严格听从领队指挥的队伍,这在过冰河那天得到了充分的体现。老孤自己也对我们的纪律性大肆称赞。全程下来,我没见他用杖尖戳过人,可见我们有多听话。也没办法,夏特这样的路,不乖不行。我是看出来了,我的这些队友都是走路的料,吭哧吭哧走路都不怎么爱拍照。远处的雪山,近处的牧场,行走的队友,很和谐啊!和龙四交流了一下,小家伙来自广东,搞得是摄影职业,那会说的是走完夏特要到尼雅遗址,然后从敦煌到甘南,再到尼泊尔晃荡一个月。我表示羡慕,他表示付出了很大的代价。可能这一圈下来,要破产了吧,所以他后来改去昆仑山找玉石了。云越来越厚,眼看快要下雨了,加快脚步赶往营地。到达营地的时候,已经飘起了雨,淅淅沥沥的。在树下找了块平地,赶紧搭起帐篷。我带的是单人帐,比较轻,主要还是习惯一个人睡,再则也没有美女愿意与我混帐。晒晒刚买不久的帐篷,之前在太白用了一次,感觉一般般,比较中庸。早早地钻进帐篷,等待后面的队友。帐篷空间比较狭小,里面放下一个80L的包后,腿就无法完全伸直。这个时候,我才打开老孤给我的那个路餐袋子,看看里面究竟有啥。馕、卤蛋、咸菜、烤肠……这样的馕,从来没吃过,感觉很有负担。事实证明,我的确不擅长吃囊,走完夏特后,我居然还有3个馕没吃。倒是那包坚果和牛肉干,成了我的最爱。我们的营地
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Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangMr YANG Liusong, a Chinese who just finished the first solo traverse over Chang Tang by cycling from west to east in recorded human history, shared his stunning Expedition with all of us through the forum 8264 https//bbs.8264.com/thread-512349-1-1.html . In order to share his legendary journey with those who cannot read Chinese, I translate his story to English here, which has been approved by Mr YANG Liusong. Hope you guys enjoy it.为了让杨同学的传奇能让全世界的驴友分享,俺决定把杨同学的帖子翻译成英文。为了避免麻烦,俺先来个免责声明:1。杨同学不认识俺,也没有授权俺,如果他说不要翻译了那俺就随时终止;2。俺没有商业目的,译版版权归杨同学,俺啥也不要,也不承担法律责任;3。没有杨同学授权,不敢擅自发在国外网站,发在原帖处,荣誉归8264;4。俺英语水平有限,欢迎指正,欢迎转贴。 Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangBy Yang LiusongIt has been three months since I traversed the unpopulated region in the Great Chang Tang. There are many like-minded asking me about it. I now present this thread to briefly tell everybody about my journey.The starting point of this traverse was from the highest peak of the western part of the Tibetan plateau, Jieshan Daban, and the day was April 20, 2010.I was heading eastward passing Bungdag Co, Yanghu Co, Rola Co, and Kangzhagri Mountain, which crossed over the desolate region from west to east. The journey continued northward to enter the unpopulated area of Altun Mountains, through Hoh Xil Mountains, Kunlun Mountains, Whale lake, ..., finally met some people by the Aqqikkol Hu and then arrived in Huatugou by vehicle three days later and that day was July 5. It had been 77 days in total. I had been all alone 74 days after leaving Jieshan Daban until arriving inAqqikkol Hu, which was about 1400km and about four months.[The Great Chang Tang] In Tibetan, "Chang Tang" means northern empty wilderness while narrowly, means unpopulated region in northern part of Tibet. However, it actually indiCATes all of the no man's land in northern. The great Chang Tang includes desolate places in Northern Tibet, Hoh Xil, Alun Mountains, and Kunlun Mountains, which are interconnected to form the unique and super empty wilderness in the world. Only because Hoh Xil is the most known name, most people just think this vast land is equivalent to Hoh Xil. In reality, Hoh Xil is only a small piece of the Great Chang Tang both administratively and geologically. The Great Chang Tang, the last land to chase your freedom and dream.The route that I traversed ForeplayI arrived in Tibet in the early March, a couple of troubles bothered me. The brand new plug got its positive and negative wrongly connected; the rivets of my rucksack eASIly got broken from now and again; and a multi-functional charger got damaged and so on. Riding my bike to Ngari for warming up of this journey, lost my rucksack but later got it back; lost my camera bag and got it back later again, and finally lost a big bicycle pannier in the street of Gyangze town under the eyes of police, including clothes, solar panel and so on.Without much choice, I returned to Lhasa to adjust all the stuff I would need in the wilderness. Then I begged some luck by going to Nyingchi to enjoy the blossoms of peach trees and to take a hot spring bath. I even had the privilege to enjoy time with ten girls in the hot spring. I felt my bad luck had all gone and then returned to Lhasa again to prepare going to Ngari. I did not expect that I was cheated on by some hustler and lost some money and delayed my schedule for a week. I had to find a car myself quickly to Nagri. However, I lost the tool for fast-parting my rear wheel on my way to Nagri, where was a remote area in Tibet and nowhere to buy the tool. Even if there was one in Lhasa it would take at least ten days for a special delivery service. I was lucky that my mate Duola asked a driver to bring the tool for me from Lhasa. I thought there should be no more nightmare like this but the nozzle of my brand new multi-fuel stove was broken. The next day I tried everywhere to weld them back together. The first three shops could not do the welding for copper. The fourth one said they could do it but could not guarantee a sUCCess. The engineer said it would be ten Chinese yuans if it was a success. I agreed. Just in seconds, my nozzle became crap in a flash of lightening. I was so upset. Again, Duola helped me by bringing her own MSR oil stove and Dingding's sleeping bag to Nagri. That was already April 16 and I did not have much time to waste. The following day I found a vehicle heading to Jieshan Daban.The sand storm over Yarlung Zangbo RiverA lonely peach tree blossoming in Yarlung Zangbo Grand CanyonNatural hot spring in wild, me singing and drinking (photo by a friend of mine) Day 1(April 20), 16km, Camping 5192mIt was a truck with a full load of iron wastes, arriving in Jieshan Daban at 6'o clock in the morning. It was still night and extremely cold and dark. Driver was not bothered to pop his head out of the driving cab. I climbed up on the top of the iron wastes, taking my bicycle down. In a hurry, I punched my old water bag. Fortunately I had another MSR water bag given by a friend of mine otherwise I would definitely fail without even starting my journey. For the first time for me to set up the brand new tent in strong, cold winds. It would be impossible to do so if the tent was not a whole piece. Extremely cold outside, about -15C, might be lower than that, I put my head into the sleeping bag but was nearly suffocated to death, honestly. The smell of Dingding's sleeping bag was, lol, so extraordinary. I woke up around 11 o'clock. There were still strong winds outside so that I had to use my bodyweight to keep the tent in place. At the time when I just started to cook and eat, four patrolling soldiers approached me. To their surprise someone, in this season, camped in Jieshan Daban. I was so nervous and afraid they were the people to block my journey because I was caught and deported from the desolate land last year. Luckily the four soldiers did not know my destination and were very kind to me. After they left, I immediately packed my stuff and pushed my bike into the depths of the unpopulated area just in case anything unexpected happened.The bike was very heavy due to the provisions and hard to control. There was even a quite small hill that I had to remove my bike panniers to get over it. This really struck me because this happened even the path was still the hardship one at the moment and I could not imagine what I would do once I entered the uncertain, endless wilderness. Until now I had not met anyone, even the nomadic pastoralists. I remembered there were quite a few of them roaming at the edge of the northern Tibetan plateau last year. All of these indicated it was not the good pasture season in such low temperature and strong winds. Around 16km there was a sheep cote, where I passed it last year, east of Lungmu Co. I was exhausted at this point so that I decided to camp in here and to rest my head. After arranging tent everything I went out to look for the wetland discovered by Duola and Liumeng last year. I was determined to find it.There were many hot springs in the wetland which were underground water with a constant temperature. The wetland therefore became an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such harsh weather, which was the very unique land feature of terrain in this over 5200m highland.Perpetual snow in the valley blown to corn shape by strong windsThis wetland was discovered by Duola and Liumeng. The workers at a nearby mine did not know it and I too missed it last yearUnderground water with a constant temperature, an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such icy weather 感谢大伙儿支持和加分,不一一回复了。特别感谢多啦,希望能有机会一起喝酒吃肉。 Day 2 (April 21), 0km, Camping5192mBlustering gale all night, up and down like ocean waves. The next day rather than continuing to travel, I stayed inside the sheep cote, hesitating and pondering over. Indeed, there were so many problems before this journey;I did not have sufficient physical preparation;the load had already reached its limitation; I still coughed a lot;the weather was so extreme and cold. All in all, I did not think this journey was well prepared and I did not have confidence in completing this journey mentally and physically. To do, or not to do, it was the question. Similarly I did not have confidence in my facilities, not knowing whether all of them would work functionally or not. The fact was one of the rivets got broken again and the front rack came loose. In the afternoon, I replaced all the rivets of the panniers with screws I had prepared before. This was an excellent job I had done which gave me no further troubles throughout my whole journey. I also re-adjusted the front rack. However I did not think it would definitely all right because I did not have a tool to do it. When the darkness descended,I made up my mind to continue my journey, which, of course, was not beyond any imagination. Orchid-like weedsSmall springs everywhere, clear and chillyA thin layer of ice covering the fresh spring water The sheep cote, it was the door under the sleeping bag, which was in the same place as last year, everything looked like yesterdayThe wetland at duskLungmu Co at dusk. You could hear the gigantic sound of wind if the picture had a sound Day 3 (April 22), 52.4km, Camping 5145mGot up in the morning, could not put everything into the bags. Without much choice I had to throw away three portions of tsampa, elbow pads, and crampons. Following the road of the lead-zinicmine I found the side path to enter the wilderness, which was on the riverbed and very hard to see. I missed this side path last year so that I had to take a short cut into the wilderness directly then. That was why I had taken extra care to find the side path. The following journey was to get over a big hill, which lay 5275m above sea level and was the highest point of my whole journey. Around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I passed the side path leading to Orba Co and started a journey which was complete strange to me. I ate a piece of pilot breads, which was frozen like rocks so that I had to use my spade to crush it. At 6 o'clock in the evening, I had pushed plus rode my bicycle for about 32 km. I reckoned I should have been able to double this if I did no carry such heavy load. The wind became stronger and stronger. I opened the parasail kits and tested it. The result was far beyond what I expected. With the aid of the strong wind I was just like flying over the wilderness. After 8 o'clock in the evening, I started to observe the water Source and to get ready to camp. Map showed there were successive springs along the path and assembled to puddles. But I had overestimated the water source here in this land and in this season there were endless wilderness inside the valley, where I could not see a single drop of water. As it became darker and darker, I felt a little bit nervous which resulted in three spokes of the parasail broken and became a useless rubbish. Anyway, it helped me to move forward 20km more which benefited me a lot later on. When time approached 9.30 pm, it was almost completely dark. I had to lie my bike on the ground and went on to try to find water on the north side of the valley. This was a wide and flat sandy land, where I could not see any ditches there and further was complete darkness. I returned to get my GPS to look up the contours and found the south part of the valley was closer to a hill so I took the way. Finally I found a piece of ice in a ditch. I smashed about 20litre of ice. The ice was quite shallow scattered with sheep poo. On my way back, my eyes were hurt by strong winds, which got me a couple of days to recover. It was nearly 23 o'clock after I set up the tent. It also took about 40 mins to melt the ice. I was so tired and my appetite was completely spoiled. I then had a little bit of milk. I had never expected thing would go like this, it was so distressing. Streams along the path, ice everywhereThe river flew into Matou Hu, in whose north part there was a satellite lake, a wonderful ice-skating court It took 40mins to melt the ice in midnight Day 4 (April 23), 31km, Camping 5028mA cloudy day with gusts. From now and again, hails chased me from behind. Sunny spell. Heavy sandy land made me have to push my bike. At 3pm, I arrived at Luxing Hu, where there was a house made of clay. This was the last permanent building of my journey. Last year, Duola and Liumeng once lived in this house for three days without meeting anybody. It seemed it was the same but the truck parking in front of the house made me worry about. I went to the sheep cote first to check over, where there were only a few lambs following me everywhere I went later on. This made me feel warm in my heart. I observed farther places using my binoculars but could not see any people or sheeps. After making sure there were no people around I opened the locked door using a screwdriver. The living room was very clean. There were two boxes of beverages on the ground and a string of cured lamb legs hanging over in the interior room. A pot of water was on the top of the stove, lukewarm, which indicated the host must be not far away from his home. I filled up my water bag and left the house. I also put the screws back to the door in order not to leave any trace of my visiting. I then took a spanner from the toolbox of the truck, which gave me great help for the rest of the journey.I left the house as quickly as possible. After last year's experience, the nomadic pastoralists were the last people I wanted to meet. A few hundred meters away from the house, the vehicle traces were fading fast. Even downhill, I had to push rather than to ride because of the heavy loose sand. From the route point of view, only after Luxing Hu it was the real unpopulated land. After many days, I thought of the lamb legs from time to time. It was pity that I then had plenty of provisions and the bike was too heavy to carry anything more. Continue to melt the ice under the morning sunshine, all of the sheep poo had been removed carefullyCamping site, the little hill over there was the place where I got the ice last nightThe house by the Luxing Hu, empty, the last permanent building I saw throughout my journeyDay 5 (April 24), 19.8km, Camping 4951mSet off at 10.30 in the morning, the weather was similar to yesterday. Probably this road was the high plain or somewhere the wind passed so that it was so windy. The average wind speed was degree 6 but could reach degree 9 in the blick of an eye. The road was still full of sand and very heavy to walk on it. My eyes became worse under such harsh weather. About three o'clock in the afternoon, I saw something in my right, looked like antenna. I went closer to see what it was and found out it was an iron tower (the triangulation station). In 1970s, a joint team from Chinese three military regiments entered this area doing research. They have left a lot of triangulation stations and benchmarks, which I had the priviledge to see them today.At dusk, I approached to a spring by the Bungdag Co, which flew into the frozon lake. The sand and soil, brought by the strong wind, scattered on the surface of the ice all over the lake. There were so many cracks around the icey surface of the lake. I geussed it must be caused by the springs under the water rather than by melted ice. In the west of the Bungdag Co was the side path leading to Keriya Pass, where a SUV could reach directly. I had looked out any vehicle Tracks but failed. The cloudy sky started to snow. I set up the tent comfortably because I knew that I was safe having such a sweet spring beside me.Triangulation station erected by scientists from the joint research team on Chang Tang of three military regiments in 1971[size=+0]The gap between water and ice in Bungdag Co, I guessed there must be some springs under the lakeThe storm just above the ground, a chaotic darkness[size=+0]Icy Bungdag Co,one of the four biggest lakes in Northern Tibet, wild ducks flying over this vastness and lonenessSnowing at any time, should not happen so frequently like this in this seasonDay 6 (April 25), 4.3km, Camping 5002mWeathering landforms everywhere around this area. Spongy volcanic rocks could be found easily. I pushed my bike turning around a small hill, seeing a big river, the Yinshui He, flowing from Orba Co into Bungdag Co, which I had been to its upstream last year. It was also a passage for animal migration. The downstream of the river was extremely wide and broad. The thickess of the ice layer could reach one meter with the main stem in the middle course of the river, very deep. There were a few springs along the river, sweet and clear.I only went forward a little bit more than 4km but I had walked more than 20km for finding my way. It was not possible to cross the main stem, let alone the north bank of Bungdad Co. What I could only do was to try to find a shallow place to cross. But the southern area was a even larger piece of wetland and forced the road turn towards west. I spent a couple of hours but failed to find a good point to cross the river. In the afternoon, I decided to follow the edge of the wetland. When I reached the hill foot, the wetland finally disappeared. Around this area, there were clearly volcanic feature of terrain and I even found traces of pasturing and cairns made from volcanic rock.Here was the last pasturing trace I found throughout my journey, I guessed it was a summer pasture area. After this, there was no clear sign of human activities in this vast wilderness. I had been looking for my ways until it was dark. I made up my mind where to go TOMOrrow. The terrain here looked like Yardang landforms, as well as volcanic landforms The Yinshui He river from Orba CoSprings scattered all over the river bank, painted green by lovely algaeThe river was very deep. The mixture of green and amber colour showed the sand and mud carried by the melted iceThick layer of ice, sunken surface caused by strong gustsThe south course of the Yinshui He, countless small streams. To the right was the wetlandLooking for ways in the east, a trace of pasturing and the cairn made from spongy volcanic rocksMy camp, opposite to the hillDay 7 (April 26), 11km, Camping 5009mI moved forward to the direction I found yesterday, turning around the wetland and walking toward east. At 2pm, I was blocked by the zigzag Yinshui He again and I had no choice but to cross it. The river was about 700m wide, covered by ice which appeared very different. The hanging ice, the folding ice, the piling-up ice, the icy puddle, and the sleet were everywhere along the river bank. Having noticed all of these, I reckoned the river would be receding at dusk, which was why there were so many different shapes and forms of ice. I put my slipper on, going into the main stream of the river. I found there were at least three different courses of the river, the thickness of the surface ice varied and the river water reached above my knees. I sighed there would be no way back once I crossed this river. There are many ways in one's life too, you can only take it once and you will no long have the courage to repeat it.I pushed the bike crossing the river. Some of the ice was a bit soft, jamming the tyres so that I had to use my feet to break them first. Some of the ice was a bit thick but with half-melted underneath, sticking the the bike completely, some of the ice was half-water half-ice with a sandy riverbed, which was really hard to pass. I had to remove all of the panniers at the last stage of the crossing. I spent the whole four hours to cross the river, my legs got many bloody cuts. At 6pm, the surface ice was almost disappeared completely, the river level rapidly rising to a chaotic status. I thought if I hesitated a little bit at that time, I could not have the courage to cross this river under such circumstances. The river bank was unimaginably sandy and was quite steep. I had to unloaded the panniers again to reach the top of the bank. By the time of sunset, the weather became exceptionally good. The sunlight from the descending sun, the blue sky, the faint moon, .... I liked such a colorful and peaceful Chang Tang and very much enjoyed my camp and myself bathed in such beautiful colour.The ice like this was very thin and suspended, far away from the main stemHard surface with half-melted underneath, the soft sand at the botton was most scaryThe ice like this could easily jam the wheels, hard to get it outI had to unload the panniersChaotic water and terrible hails turned up in no timeThe Chang Tang at the moment liked it used to be,a mixture of cold and warm tones under the golden setting sun Day 8 (April 27), 14.6km, Camping 5112mLast night, I forgot to bring in the odometer, which was out of order due to the coldness in midnight. Since then I used GPS to check the mileage. The digital thermometer was no longer working. I had to use mercury thermometer to collect data. Night temperatures were basically between –15℃—–20℃ while the temperature inside my tent was about –10℃. The advantage of the integrated tent was that it limited the ventilation so to keep warm inside. However, it got clearly disadvantage of heavy condensation and dew. Every morning, there was plenty of frost inside the tent so that I had to put my hood on First Before fully getting dressed. The winds in Chang Tang finally became consistent with the pattern I had researched the other day no or very tiny wind in the morning, strong wind started after 2pm, and then at around 8pm its strength was reduced again. The accuracy of this prediction was about 80%.The road was very bad today. I walked whole afternoon in an ancient riverbed and it was so difficult that I had to use all of my strengths to move a small step forward and then to stop to breath, slower than a snail. After five hours' struggling, my eyes got wet when I saw the grassy river bank. Finally! The nightmare was over.Cold and clear morningHeavy morning condensation in the interior, a lot of frost to clearSuch dawning sunlight indicated a cloudy day ahead Day 9 (April 28), 18km, 5072mIn the morning I entered a range of sandy roads which were so terrible. The solar panel specially designed for GPS got short circuited. After checking it was found to be the diode got damaged. Luckily I got a replacement. Because the GPS was exclusively supplied by a solar panel so that it was no longer a problem for the power supplement of GPS. In a period of 70 days, I did replace the battery once, which saved me a lot of alkaline batteries. I did have another solar panel of 5.4 W which was used specifically for 7.5V Camera, DV and other digital facilities. Unlike water, I had never been short of power.At 7pm in the evening, I arrived at Pur Co. The surface of this lake was very odd the ice by the river bank rose and the river bank was broken, I reckoned that was due to the strong winds. The ice there was mingled with something yellow, could be the stain of alkali. There were many wild yaks on the other side of the lake. There could be two brown bears but I could not be for certain. On the east side of the lake, there was a peninsula leading to the centre of the lake. I camped just opposite to the peninsula. At night , I smashed the ice to get drinking water, which tasted alkali. For the first time I cooked the cereals, which was brought completely by accident. This was just because I found there was a little bit of extra space when I was in Nagri packing the stuff for this journey so that I bought two packs of cereals. It tasted disgusting, probably there was too much alkali in the water. I threw away half of it. Later I realised that probably I subconsciously felt that the provisions was so heavy. I would rather make it lighter at any cost.Dry all my stuff in the morning sun, a routine matterA faint dusk in Pur CoThe river bank pushed up by ice and opened like zipper by gustsThe pushed up surface of the iceThe place where I got my drinking water, a thin layer of ice behind the ablation corns The moment just before sun set, glittering Pur Co, nothing was the same差点儿没找到俺自己的帖子,原来变色了。多谢各位鼓励。 Day 10 (April 29), 16km, Camping 5141mIn the morning, I walked around the north bank of the Pur Co, where it were continuous ups and downs sprinkled with light yellow sprouts across the sparse grassland. The wild yaks clustered into small groups. All of a sudden, there was a group of five of them running towards me, blowing a huge cloud of dust with the power of thunderbolts,I believed that anyone who did not know the characters of the wild yaks must be frightened to death under such circumstances. The fact was the wild yaks in groups never injured people. Rushing to you just to show you its territory. When they approached people at certain distance, they would turn sharply and run away, and then stopped somewhere high to stare at you. You can not imagine that the wild yaks were very cautious animals compared with its almost one ton of weight. Their first reaction, when meeting people, was to raise their tails, the front hooves rubbing against the ground, the horns pointing forward, the eyes redden, and the long body hair shaking, all of which showed their determination to fight.This was the warning sign that you should retreat. However, you should realise that this was only a gesture that they were afraid of you and wanted to scare you away. The thing was that if you were not afraid of them and moved forward, they would run away in no time. There were only some mad yaks attacking people, which was really rare to happen. In Chang Tang, an experienced driver know that it is very dangerous to pass directly from two or three lonely wild yaks. They always tried to avoid confronting them directly. If this was not possible, they would lit a cigarette, smoking, to wait until the yaks walked away themselves. This was because the wild yaks really could attack vehicles, which was not completely rumors. I once asked them why I had not been attacked. They told me that because my bike was so small they would not be bothered to attack it. My own experience was that approaching a wild yak very slowly, do not look into its eyes, and ignored what it was doing. As long as it moved forward a little bit, just stop and give the yaks a little bit of time to think. Because if you forced the yak, it could be themost dangerous animal in the world and nothing could stop them killing. Even a gunshot could not kill it but only left a small hole in its skin. In the past, the nomads living near this land would use yaks' skin as chopping board which was very much endurable. At noon, I lost my balacLAVA, which was brand new and I had never used it once. I could not be bothered to go back tofind it. This resulted in that I had to have my fleece hat day and night in the rest of my journey, which did not provide fully protection from the sun in the plateau. But somehow I was all right, perhaps because my skin is similar to those of yaks, lol. At around half past one, I found a deserted Jeep, upside down. I felt it could be there for years and it could be the vehicle of someillegal HUNTERs. Nowadays, we have wildlife conservation reserves in Chang Tang and the animals here are well protected. However, some people kills the wild yaks to sell them as the domestic yak's meat. In general, it is worth 10,000 Chinese yuans for a single wild yak. Therefore many people take the risk to make money. They often enter the unpopulated areas to hunt and their activities can reach 200 km in diameter. This is why the wild yaks in the deep wilderness are less afraid of people than thoseat the boundaries of the Chang Tang region.There once happened that a wild yak mother revenged its baby's murder in the Altun mountains. Its horns pierced the killer's chest and held his body over its head for more than ten days, which was very touching.Around 3pm, I walked out of the Pur basin. The next point was Hong Shan Daban and then it was the Yueya Hu by the Toze Gangri. At this time I found a vehicle track from south to north. I checked over but could not find the way where they had gone. I took my map, GPS, and compass, climbing up a small hill to estimate the location of Hong Shan Daban. The mountain was very round and it was hard to find the mountain pass. After determining the location of the Daban, I moved straightforward. When I passed a messy grassland, I saw something that I was reluctant to see more than hundreds of wild yaks' head scattered all over, which was definitely the scene of the illegal hunting. After that it was a very long ancient river bed with soft sand slowly rising until the foot of the mountain.There are some spines on the surface of the tongues of wild yaks, which are used by nomads in this area as combs. They use them from their teens to the time when their hair becomes silver.The deserted Jeep, could be left by illegal hunters years agoThe slaughtered wild yaks with the wheel size heads. Some of the skulls were chopped into half. Why was that? Could be taken away for making combs?My camp at the foot of the Daban underthe lingering golden rays of the setting sun. Tomorrow's weather must be wonderful, I reckoned Day 11(April 30), 20.4km, Camping 5120mThe surface of the road leading to Hong Shan Daban was very hard, most of them were small rocks, sort of gravels, plus a quite long downhill slope, I pushed my bike more than 20km for the first time after Luxing Hu. The mountain pass was quite flat, just like a broad ridge, it was 5256m above the sea level. Upon arriving at the pass, Toze Gangri of 6356m was in my sight clearly, very much round and there was no back bone like normal snow covered mountains. Most of the snow mountains in Chang Tang looked like this probably it was due to the geological movements. There were quite a few chirus or Tibetan antelopes in the valley but I was not interested in this kind of animals anymore after I witnessed a large scale of migration of such animals last year elsewhere.The herbivorous animals here are very quick to reach its original size of the population, such as wild yaks, chirus, Tibetan gazelle, pika, and marmot. When you go into the depths of the Chang Tang, you could hardly be surpised by the sudden appearance of the chirus because they are so common in here. At this time of year, the chirus have already male-female parted. You could see many pregnant female chirus but hardly see any males. According to recent research, Zonag Co is not the only lake for breeding. There are at least four of them in the whole Chang Tang. Zonag Co, Tuzi Hu, Heishi Beihu, and another lake I can not remember. I think there must be more than four of them and most of the populations do not migrant long way like most people used to think. They generally migrant from south to north between Central Mountains and Kunlun Mountains.The chirus looks very timid but are very curious about outside world. They are not really afraid of people, particularly in the depth of the Chang Tang. The nearest distance we can approach is about 30m. They just stare at you calmly and think who you are and why you move so slow. They would run in front of you. Look like they are afraid of you but the fact is they are playing with you. A man's own character shapes his fortune. This is of course suit for animals too. The chirus are the typical one. They have a super speed and a pair of sharp antlers. If they are crazy, three of them work together could easily kill a wolf. But as you might have known, their antlers are just for fighting to mate with females.Down the Daban there was a very steep and straight road, I tried to ride the bicycle but ended up with falling over. The front rack came loose and one of the pannier flew into valley. The foot of the mountain was the Yueya Hu covered by ice, which was alake full of heavy metal elements. Along the lake bank there were many stark rocks very much weathered, lining up just like castles or houses. This made me stop to investigate what they were from time to time, I did understand they were just rocks though but they were so real like the figures of real people. On of them even made me hide in a ditch, observing them again and again using my binoculars. There were also many black volcanic rocks. All in all, the features of this area were really unusual.Passed over the Yueya Hu, it was an endless ancient lake bed. What my GPS showed was this area was a big lake like tentacles. I looked around, it was endless wilderness without a piece of ice and a drop of water. Roughly, I estimated this lake bed was about 1200 square meters. I had to tell you that Chang Tang was a place where there was no high-resolution map. The marks in the map often were some kind of memory. Just like this ancient lake bed under my feet, may be it was full of water a few years ago. Who knows. Pushing the bike in such an endless lake bed was very easy to get lost. My mind was in a chaotic status too.The migration of the animals, photo taken last year The road rising up to the Daban, full of gravels, very hard, ideal for pushing your bikeThe Yueya Hu gazed at by the round and smooth Toze Gangri. At a glimpse, could you tell which was mountain, which was cloud?Ancient lake bed. The white stains were the alkali, look like ice. About wildlife (part 1)Declaration Personal experience for reference onlyDangerous wild animals and their threats to human beings are a ever-LASTING subject for those backpackers travelling in the wild.In Chang Tang, for example, there are two kinds of deadly animals, one is wolves and the other is brawn bears. As substitutes, wild yaks and crows might be dangerous to you in some circumstances that I will come back to this a little bit later on. As for how to protect yourself against these dangerous animals, I think the primary point is you do not try to hurt them because the emotions of human and animals are same instinctively. [Wolves]Throughout my journey, I met wolves a total of seven times, in which I confronted them five times. As you might have known that wolves have become more and more solitary animals, it is very rare they live in a large group nowadays. Please allow me off the point a little bit and talk about the ecological problems in Chang Tang. The problem is now not the decrease of the number of the chirus but the imbalance of the whole food chain, more specifically, the number of the animals on the higher trophic levels of the food chain has not yet reached its ideal level which results in this kind of imbalance. Particularly, the pikas and the marmots who have lost their predators rapidly expanse which results in the desertification of Chang Tang. As early as the middle of last century, wolves were the dominant predators in the vast wilderness. They became a threat not only to other preys but also nomads pasturing in this land. Therefore, the then government called on people to cull back the population of the wolves in Chang Tang, which resulted in the current situation directly. The last official record about wolves attacking humans was around 1970s, which happened in Bamaoqiongzong. A team of secientists was surrounded by a group of wolves and they had to shoot them using guns. Of course, at present in Chang Tang, wolves are absolutely lonely.In this traverse, the first time I encountered a pair of wolves, one of them staying in front of me pretending to attack me while the other staying behind me. This is the standard attacking strategy of wolves. First, you should not be nervous which can be easily detected by the predators. Second, you should not retreat even an inch because this means you are the prey rather than the predator. Do not make any large movement, of course you could take a picture if you feel safe to do so. You must look into its eyes for a few minutes or even half an hour. When the wolves can not work out who you are and consider you are not posing any danger to them, then they will leave. You should remember that wolves in this land do not lack of food and it is much easy for them to catch a pika than a human. Even if being hungry, they would evaluate how easy to get you done, What you need to do is to show them that you are not interested in them and you are not afraid of them at all, let alone to show your ID card to them. As for the wolves family, really, I have not heard for ages. If you really have an encounter with them and they have no other choice, then it definitely depends on your forture. In fact, for so many year, it has been very rare to happen that wolves kill human. But the rumours are still there, in particular, the road connecting Xinjiang and Tibet.The nearest encounter with a wolf throughout my journey, no conflict at all[Brown Bears]Brown bears are real dangerous animals to human. Every year there are some accidents happened in some regions of Xinjiang on the north side of Kunkun Mountains and steppes in Northern Tibet. More than that the bears could attack your house, smash your windows, and eat your sheep. Therefore, in Northern Tibet some local councils give subsidies to the pastorarists for compensating the losses due to the bears because they are not allow to fight back and kill the bears except their lives are in great danger. Once there was a nomad taught me a method to protect yourself from bears. He told me to pick up a stick to feed the bear and the bear thinks the stick is your hand which tastes disgusting. So the bear would leave. It was so funny but the reality is to find a stick in this vast wilderness is just like you win the lottery.Bears are omonivorous animal who are generally not interested in human flesh. You can find that in most of accidents, the bears did not eat any of the human flesh rather they just smashed them for kind of fun that we could not understand. For the reason why bears kill human, one explanation is the conflict between human and wildlife in this extreme ecological environment. The nomads invade the habitats of the bears, which results in these conflicts. On the other hand, it might be because bears have quite high IQ so that they think it is much easy to kill a sheep in the cote rather than to kill a pika in the wild.I have met bears five times in my traverse, in two cases we were very close to each other. I had even walked with one of them for quite a while, just like we had a date for a walk. The fact is it is not that terrible like you might imagine. The same rules for dealing with wolves apply to bears. Never provoke dangerous animals. A bear can run at a speed of 40km/h, do you think you can compete this in a highland 5,000m above sea level?However, there is a situation where it is really dangerous, that is the encounter. It is not easy to control your instinctive reaction to the external dangers. Last year once I turned around a hill, there was a bear just in front of me. The bear of course was frightened by me with its front legs holding up, waving in the air and roaring. At that time I sat on the ground, ignoring it. The bear then left in a few minutes. Chang Tang is a vast land so that this is not that easy to happen. But if it does happen, really only God can bless you.The nearest encounter with a bear throughout my journey. This bear disappeared in a herd of wild yaks, which I had tried hard to spot, really weird About wildlife (part 2)Declaration personal experience for reference only.[Wild Yaks]I have talked about quite a few, like in the post of Day10. I will no longer talk about it.This was the funniest encounter with a solitary wild yak, who did not warn me. If I sat down, it sat down too. If I moved forward, it stopped. Could not imagine what it was thinking about.[Crows]Crows are dangerous only when you fall unconscious in the wilderness. Of course they will be the first to taste your flesh in that case. Unlike their cousinsliving in urban areas, the crows in Chang Tang have a larger body like eagles. When they fly over your head, you could feel like it is a piece of cloud. They are scavengers but like fresh meat too. It once happened that a baby was killed by crows relentlessly, let alone the lambs got killed by them. Once a nomad asked me for fireworks to scare the crows away. (They are sacred birds not to be killed by human)It is easy to defend yourself against crows, that is to keep fighting, never fall in the wilderness.A short break attracted the crows. Of course, they were miscalculating this time, photo taken last year[Strategies Adopted]At the time when I met the four soldiers in Jieshan Daban, they said there were many dangerous animals in the Northern Tibet and asked me if I had brought a shotgun. I think if they knew that I would enter Chang Tang they would definitely check if I really have a shotgun. The so-called defence facilities I brought with me were the fireworks and pepper spray. I had never used them. The fireworks were ruined and thrown away when I crossed a river and I had never opened the pepper spray. I even had never thought about this when camping in the night. The reason was I did not feel the needs. During the day time whenever I met any animals I had never touched the knife I had brought. I did not have anything to defend myself when I walked out to investigate the route. The Chang Tang is really a vast area so as to be very easy to detect anything strange.By the way, you'd better to avoid mating season's animals because even tamed rabbits could be aggressive in mating season.The thing is even if you have a gun, it is not very much helpful when bears attack you. Therefore, your attitude is most important.I can tell you something. Dogs are more dangerous than these wild animals. I had been chased by Tibetan dogs, pounced on by dogs in mating season, also besieged by a group of dogs. I really feel it is more useful to know how to defend a dog.Declaration again The above experience is from Chang Tang only. Of course, the more you prepared, the better. Day 12 (May 1), 23.8km, Camping 5117mToday was May 1 -- the Labour Day, I had been walking in some lake area marked in the map but clearly dried up. The lake basin was flat and hard so that I even pushed my bike more than 20km. Let it be the special treat for my May Day. After midday it became cloudy with growing winds. Since the Yueya Hu that I passed yesterday, there were no big lakes until Yanghu Co (My route would be between Jianshui Hu and Bairab Co), there was even no light alkaline water to drink so I had to pay extra attention not to miss any possible drinking water supply to fill up my water bag. There were a few very small lakes but all were alkaline puddles which was very shallow, whose depth was no more than the length of a half-finger. These puddles were covered with a hard shell of the mixture of salt and ice which smelled stinking and decaying when getting closer, must be toxic water I supposed. On the shore of this type of small lakes it was muddy soil and very hard to get closer.There was no sign of tundra at all.It was almost half past six when I found some snow corns in a ditch, which was the only drinking water supply of the day. There was a thin layer of melted ice on the surface of the ground near the snow corn, which was very hard to collect and was contaminated by the alkali. The snow corn was the yet melted thick snow, which was shaped like a corn by wind. The snow was quite hard and dry,porous like ice. I crushed a few snow corns, putting them into the water bag.They would be my drinking water tonight. These snow corns were the only one in today's wilderness, I reckoned the reason why they were not melted like others was the soil underneath contained large amount of ice blocks which acted as a freezer.Very strong gale in the night, it was hard to bear the sound of the vibration of the tent. Small single tent was good in the sense that it would not be blown away as long as you stayed inside. But you had to be very careful to set up the tent. I once did not pay much attention when doing so, the tent was blown away by winds, and rolling over like a Giant lantern ... I ran after it, got it back, and was exhausted. In general, it is not possible to fix the tent completely using tent pegs because they were not very much effective like large tents. It was snowing around 23 o'clock, the winds were howling from north,then the falling snow flakes landed on my tent quietly, I finally felt at peace and fell asleep. The flat ancient lake basin, assisting me walking more than 20kmSmall lake en route, toxic waterSnow corns, the only drinking water supply today Day 13 (May 2), 0km, Camping 5117mWaking up in the morning and opening the tent, the heavy snow outside must be sent by the God to force me have a break for the May Day. After lying in for a while, getting up and walking on the snowy ground out I went to have a look around. As first sight there were a herd of chirus. They were plainly to be spotted because they looked like a clear black straight line in the while snow. I returned to get my camera and then followed them to take some pictures. But they were very much alert and kept a quite long distance from me. I felt they were a group of pregnant females, instinctively protecting themselves from any potential harm. I was no longer short of water, the snow gave me a precious supply of drinking water. The problem was that they were very petrol consuming. I tool 8.6 litre of petrol and the oil stove was Duola's MSR. The pot was of 1.5 litre, mainly for boiling water. After several days' experiments, I found that the liquid water needed 16mins and 14-15mins to boil in the morning and evening, respectively. For ice, it would take 35-40mins while for snow it took 45-50mins. Melting snow was a very time and petrol consuming process so if I had a choice between snow and light alkaline water, most of time I would go with the latter. Lying inside the tent, listening to musics,I smoked a cigarette while gazing at the more and more chirus around me. Because it was very cold I had been wearing my shoes all the time. Now I just put my bare feet under the warm sun for some fresh air. I found three cuts in my hands and one in my sole. The cuts were about 4cm in length, looked terrible but it was actually all right really. Half of my toes were injured by to much walking, quite painful. I fetched my medicine bag and found I only got four patches of plasters, a serious mistake. One of the cuts in my hand had never been cured until I was out of this desolate land so as to feel like this finger would drop from my hand at any time. The others quickly recovered in a few days then new cuts appeared elsewhere. This process occurred periodically. I felt that it was somewhat related to the cold, dry weather and the lack of vitamins. The snow rapidly disappeared, which is unique phenomenon in Chang Tang. Because of the low air humidity and the high radiation from the sun, the snow was evaporating very fast, much quicker than the melting speed. Owing to this, the ground was generally still dry after the snow disappeared. In most cases, it would be only 2/5 left in the afternoon around 2 to 3 o'clock and small patches of ground could be seen. It would be completely all right for walking the next day. On the third day there could be some snow left in somewhere the sunlight hard to reach. So generally it could give you three days of water supply after a heavy snow like this. One of the pannier was broken, the most expensive one from deuter series, supposed to be waterproof. I will come back to it at some point later. Everything was covered by snow, no way out Lying in the middle of Chang Tang, listening to Tian Zhen's songs, and smoking Baisha cigarettes, what else can you ask for? The pregnant female chirus in migration, probably heading to Heishi Beihu to give birth([]
理由:过个有意义的50岁 动身去尼泊尔EBC徒步是在出发前40天,儿子电话邀我去尼泊尔ABC徒步,还说不请背夫。上网搜了游记攻略,觉得有些难度。虽然到过玉龙雪山、爬过华山;儿子到过黄龙、爬过黄山。。。。。。为了50岁过的有意义,同意前行。办护照、找旅行社代办证、下班徒步或慢跑1小时,购置简单的装备,确定行程,订机票。出发前一星期儿子又改了,告知要去EBC徒步,说是行走在海拔4000米以上,每天与雪山为伴是多么美的事。行程:2012年10月4日成都飞加德满都D1(10月6日):加德满都——Lukla(卢克拉,2840米)——Phakding(帕克丁,2610米)。到达后,站在夜幕下淋着小雨看星星。D2(10月7日):Phakding(帕克丁,2610米)——Monjo(2840米)——Namche Bazar(南池巴扎,3440米)。D3(10月8日):Namche(南池,3440米)------Tengpoche(邓波切,3860米)。D4(10月9日):Tengboche(邓波切,3860米)----Dingboche(丁波切,4410米) ,到达后,下雪啦。D5(10月10日):Dingboche(丁波切,4410)——Chhukhung(去贡,4730米) ——Chhukhung-Ri(5550米)——Chhukhung(去贡,4730米)。D6(10月11日):Chhukhung(去贡,4730米)——Dingboche(丁波切,4410米) ——Lobuche(罗布切,4910米)。D7(10月12日):Lobuche(罗布切,4910米) ——Gorak Shep(米格拉舍普,5140米)——Kala Patthar(卡拉帕塔,5545米)——Gorap Shep(米格拉舍普,5140米)。D8(10月13日):Gorap Shep(格拉舍普,5140米)——EBC(珠峰大本营,5364米)——Gorak Shep(米格拉舍普,5140米) ——Lobuche(罗布切,4910米)。D9(10月14日):Lobuche(罗布切,4910米)——Namche (南池,3440米)。到达后,洗澡。D10(10月15日): Namche(南池,3440米)——Phakding(帕克丁,2610米) —— Lukla(卢克拉,2840米)。D11(10月16日):Lukla(卢克拉,2840米)——加德满都。2012年10月18日加德满都飞成都。 费用:加德满都往返Lukla机票美金260/人机场税 Rs200/人进山许可证(TIMS) /人,付了Rs 1800 /人珠峰公园门票 3000 Rs /人各徒步点住宿Rs 200-500 /双人间各徒步点餐饮Rs 300-500 /份各徒步点开水Rs 300-700 /瓶各徒步点饮料Rs 50-130 /杯EBC徒步费用明细表单位:卢比日期10月6日10月7日10月8日10月9日10月10日10月11日10月12日10月13日10月14日10月15日10月16日合计水3606009009001150115013401100600600 8700早餐90500360740740480640840720340 5450中餐 720650760720900780 210 4740晚餐15607208007709201010700800600720 8600饮料180 160310180180 260300200 1770住宿300200300300500500500500200200 3500打的400 350750洗澡200600 600500 1900充电 200 220 420建设费400 400800进山证 3600 3600门票 6000 6000合计3490131403170378042104220418035003020277075046230备注:2个人的费用,10月6日和13日的中餐是浙江义乌驴友霸道请客的药品: 1、抗高原反映药:红景天、芬必得(去头痛)。(必不可少)2、感冒药:感冒冲剂、康泰克。(必不可少)3、肠胃药:整肠丸。(必不可少,多带点)4、消炎药:头孢。(适量)5、清火药:牛黄解毒片、咽炎片。(用得较多)6、跌打药:创可贴,活络油。(只带活络油就行了)7、急救药:速效救心丸。(没用上)8、其他:药棉、紗布、绷带。(很少用)装备:60L登山包及防雨罩、25L登山包及防雨罩、腰包、2个睡袋、登山杖、冲锋衣抓绒衣各一件、速干内衣2件、短袖T恤两件、冲锋裤一条、抓绒裤一条、保暖衣一套、速干裤一条、休闲裤一条、登山鞋拖鞋各一双、内衣裤、袜(4双)、护膝、手套、遮阳帽、绒线帽、头巾、墨镜、手电、头灯、瑞士军dao、、保温杯、水杯、雨披、塑料袋、晾衣绳洗簌用品:牙刷,牙膏,毛巾,浴液、洗发水、防晒霜,晒后修复霜、润唇膏、面霜、餐巾纸、湿巾纸、卫生纸等食品:巧克力、牛肉干、西洋参、奶糖、榨菜、紫菜汤包、饼干、火腿肠。准备好行装,第一次走出国门,开始我俩的EBC徒步之旅了10月4日:成都飞加德满都10月3日南昌飞成都与儿子毛毛的猫汇合,儿子跟导师请假说是陪老妈去徒步。10月4日国航成都至加德满都CA407,815起飞,我们坐在飞机右侧,1015抵达拉萨贡嘎机场,在贡嘎机场边检过海关。北京时间1120拉萨贡嘎机场起飞,北京时间1210左右透过飞机的眩窗,眺望到世界第一高峰—珠穆朗玛峰以及其他几座喜马拉雅山的冰雪巨人。飞机上看拉萨飞机上看喜马拉雅山加德满都当地时间1030抵达加德满都机场,顺利过关,提取行李,并在飞机场与偶遇的上海驴友一起打车到加德满都的凤凰宾馆住下。我们入住凤凰宾馆最贵的间Rs1500上海驴友已订好10月6日飞卢卡拉的机票,我们赶紧上街找旅行社订加德满都到卢克拉的机票。由于9.28空难和天气原因,小飞机已停运一星期,10月6日开始运营,一票难求。选了一家旅行社预定好10月6日加德满都往返卢卡拉机票2张,谈妥价格520美金,预付定金200美金。全是儿子与她们交谈,我是不懂英语的。办完正事已是下午2点,在外国人餐厅吃了馍馍和椰子饭。下午5点开始在尼泊尔的首都逛街走进水果店,点了2杯榨水果汁Rs80一杯,逛街逛到小菜市场买了个椰子,比海南的个小,付35Rs神庙到处可见的叶子晚上6点,夜幕降临,置身于铜的世界穿街走巷,又见寺庙晚上6点,走进卖传统帽子的小店,儿子与尼泊尔人交流,店主很热情的邀我俩跟她上楼,走在昏暗的楼道上,吓的我叫儿子不要跟上去。儿子不理会,我只好跟着走,原来是个更大的店面,她的老爸在那。儿子当了回店小二。儿子头戴尼泊尔传统帽子,身穿耀眼的黄衣服,手拿ipad走在大街上,时不时拍些风景、人物,引来许多尼泊尔人特别是年轻人围观,就跟当初我们看外国人一样,我怎么没拿照相机拍下来,笨幽静的小巷晚上6点30分,好像走到主街上,一下热闹了,街道右边人们虔诚的祈祷,左边舞台上唱着激情洋溢的歌晚上7点逛到杜巴广场,晚上是不收门票的这里正在开会,主席台前有人在演讲,右边站着好多持枪的士兵,还停着一辆大卡车,台下一半人都没有;左边一头大黄牛,过往的尼泊尔人都用手摸它,再摸额头加德满都的夜晚,人多、摩托车多做三轮车到宾馆花了20分钟,付200Rs,晚上8点半在凤凰宾馆吃的晚餐,铁板牛肉值得推荐10月5日:加德满都偶遇的上海3位驴友和我们一样,要下午4点去预订机票的旅行社看是否有机票。在凤凰宾馆吃过免费早餐,我们5人早上徒步半小时左右到了猴庙。这里有长眼睛的佛塔,有太多的猴子,还可以俯瞰加都全景。([]
本人2012年4月底刚刚于菲律宾最后净土,巴拉望(Palawan)归来,特意为大家呈上全方位精品游记一篇~旅行日期:2012年4月14-22日,9日游目的地:菲律宾,巴拉望省,科隆VS爱妮 (北京出发)我想一定很多朋友关心费用问,这里先报上账目:1,全程菲律宾航空,抢到FIESTA特价票,北京-马尼拉-布桑家,公主港-马尼拉-北京。往返四段机票含税,2人,一共人民币5500。2,酒店,8晚,住的都是有WIFI,有空调,有热水的,一共人民币3500。3,吃饭,跳岛游包船费,各种门票,VAN费,渡轮费,一共9天花了人民币6000左右。4,潜水学费,体验潜水,2人人民币1000元。总账:2人,9日游,人民币16000左右花费。游记分为四个篇章:第一章:巴拉望双岛(科隆,爱妮),精品景点美图及详细攻略。第二章:科隆,爱妮,住宿及美食推荐。第三章:科隆,爱妮,专业水下摄影,及潜点介绍。第四章:科隆,爱妮,跳岛游路线安排,门店推荐,费用。第五章:菲律宾航空,证办理,通往科隆,爱妮的船只及巴士,综合攻略。猫的巴拉望之旅,即将启程~****第一章****科隆VS爱妮,双岛景点介绍**************************************************1. 科隆(Coron)- KayanganLagoon,门票200P每人。凯秧根湖国家公园,也是菲律宾的国湖,距离科隆镇,船程仅有30分钟左右,这是我们来到巴拉望的科隆镇后,跳岛游的第一个景点。当我们登上景区特定的观景平台后,放眼望去,泻湖景色极为壮丽,难以言喻。(泻湖:海岸沙坝或沙嘴后侧与海隔离的浅海水域,常与海有狭窄的通道相连。)凯秧根湖观景平台入口处,也是检票处,一定要交过200P才可以上去哦,不要逃票~观景平台的极佳观测点~而且整个观测平台,很久都只有我们两人,这么美的景色,如果放在中国,我怀疑要几千人排队观测了。。。一艘螃蟹船,驶出凯秧根本猫和国湖来张合影,哈哈一艘螃蟹船,驶出凯秧根 2,科隆(Coron)- Babe Beach,门票100P每人。从凯秧根下来,已经中午艳阳高照,船家说要找一个可爱的海滩进行我们的BBQ午餐,最终我们在众多小沙滩中,选择了Babe Beach. Babe Beach极小极小,我估算沙滩长度最多20米,但是很美。不过吃个午饭,也要付个门票钱才能上岛,有点小郁闷。我们的大船,从科隆颇有声望的SEA DIVE RESORT租来的,可以坐12人哦~ 但是只有我们2人坐着它进行私家线路游~ Kim大叔开船技术很棒,而且做饭很好吃。螃蟹船在海水奔走时候,总是不敢坐在船头拍照,拍一晃悠掉下海去喂鲨鱼,于是现在趁着大船停靠岸边,爬上船头拍一张合影,哈哈。3,科隆(Coron)- Twin Lagoon,门票100P每人。这个双子泻湖,非常特殊,它的美,只有在俯视图才能见到。由于需要从景区入口处潜水,再爬过一个石壁,才能进入景点内部,所以,无法带单反进入。里面景色只好卖个官司保密喽,哈哈~景区入口处,有渔民的孩子,非常热情地和我们打招呼,并且表示愿意表演高难度跳水给我们看,但是希望我们拍照记录,很可爱~4,科隆(Coron)- Smith Beach,门票100P每人。这里也是个小海滩,但是比Babe Beach美很多,同样都是花费100P,显然来这个更值。还有,这里是极佳的欣赏日落的小岛哦。 在这里,最令我兴奋的,是我捡到2枚超级个性的大海星,抱着它们爱不释手~身后那艘超小螃蟹船,很可爱,哈哈~给大海星们,来一个特写~这个小海滩,仔细看,能发掘出很多景中景,这片波光粼粼的浅滩,就是其一。最后再来个坐在小海滩的合影吧~5,科隆(Coron),Malcapuya Island, 门票200P每人,环境保护费50P每人。玛卡布亚岛,距离科隆镇2小时船程(单程),螃蟹船停靠岸边后,我们没有任何感觉,反而觉得这片大山,2个人也要交500P很不解,后来船东解释说,停靠的是岛的背面,不是我们要看的景色所在,我们需要翻过一道小山丘,才会看见真正的美丽海滩。于是,翻过那个小山丘后,我简直惊呆了,这里的景色让我颠覆了自己以前对海的认知,美得一塌糊涂~ 先来张和Malcapuya岛的岛合影~ 在这里,整片海滩有时候,只属于你一个人,可以放肆的海滨天堂岛上迷人景色~远处登高眺望~蓝天,白云,大海,结合在一起的美好图画~椰子树倒影落在沙滩上~虽然烈日快把我烤化了,还是不能放弃和这么美的大海合影的念头~玩儿水,哈哈~还是泡水里凉快我和兔兔,在这片美丽的沙滩上留下了我们的脚印,EO是我们英文名字的缩写~此行带的唯一的一件BIKINI,赶上这么美的一片海滩,难得~这个大树是怎么变成这样的呢?很像一只大蜥蜴的骨架岛主很好心的给我简单介绍了这个岛,他在这里居住超过14年了,并且给我摘了一个他种植的腰果做礼物,哈哈,第一次知道,腰果长这个样子。([]
谨以此帖纪念我永远怀念的老爸!七年前的八月,我将哥哥的骨灰撒在绥中六股河入海口。2014年8月12日,为了完成老爸的遗愿,我和娟子骑行十天,最终将老爸的骨灰也撒在这里。七年前,由于当时封海,租不到船,我只好孤身一人泅渡到入海口,把哥哥的骨灰撒完。我向回游的时候,被涌入大海的河水所困,精疲力尽之下,游上一座小岛,总算 逃过一劫。这次,我带了一件救生衣,将重复七年前的一幕,泅渡到入海口,将老爸的骨灰和哥哥的骨灰撒在同一个地方!相片中,右下角,用圆圈画出的,就是老爸了。年轻的时候,英姿飒爽!老爸最喜欢的户外活动,就是钓鱼。他每次出去钓鱼,都能钓到许多十斤以上的大鱼。(钓到王八,他都放生),这些鱼,能卖掉的,就当场卖掉。剩下的拿回家里,特意买了两个大冰柜专门用来储存。 今年初,由于老爸身体每况愈下,我和娟子从湖北回到沈阳照顾他(妈妈在我四岁的时候就去世了,哥哥在九年前去世了,老爸除了我再没别的亲人了)。半年后,老爸最终还是离我而去,我和娟子决定用骑行的方式来送老爸最后一程。去程:沈阳——辽中——台安——盘锦——锦州——葫芦岛——兴城——绥中——六股河入海口(走滨海公路)返程:六股河入海口——绥中—— 兴城——葫芦岛——凌海——盘锦——台安——辽中——沈阳(走102国道) 感谢我现在唯一的亲人——娟子的一路陪伴。我俩共同经历的无数风险,共同面对的许多困难,都让我铭记于心,刻骨难忘!所有付出的艰辛与汗水,都化作了浓浓之情。这将是我最宝贵的财富!一路上,烈日,暴晒,狂风,暴雨,电闪,雷鸣,逆风,沙尘,搓板路,弹坑路,起伏路,涉水路,没有路的路,所有的一切,都不能阻止我和娟子滚滚向前的车轮!在沙尘最大的时候,老天适时的给我俩掉下一点小雨;在几十公里没有树荫的滨海公路上,暴风雨倾泻下来的前一分钟,我和娟子神奇般的找到一个大棚子来躲避;连续几天顶着灰蒙蒙的雾霾骑行,然而在到达终点六股河入海口,我下水去撒老爸骨灰的时候,天空居然碧空万里,水天一色!;十天的骑行,我和娟子两辆车子没有一点毛病,连爆胎都没有,难道这就是8264骑友们经常说的“人品”吗?不知道所有的这一切,是否都是老爸在冥冥之中帮助我俩呢?感谢路上遇到无数骑友对我俩的鼓励和支持,感谢徐大堡镇的刘大哥,在我和娟子投宿无门,准备露营的时候,热情邀请我俩去他的农场过夜。虽然和每个人都是擦肩而过,但我永远会记住你们,好人一生平安! 骑行至龙回头的时候,娟子哭了。一路上无论多苦,她都在默默的承受。但由于我在极度劳累饥饿闷热汗透的情况下,心情不好,嫌她骑的太慢而对她大吼,她憋了多日的眼泪终于流了下来。在这里,我只想说一句:“媳妇儿,对不起!”千里走双骑第一天:2014年8月12日早上五点,我和娟子准备好了一切,把老爸的骨灰盒装进一个旅行包中,固定在我的后货架上,就要出发了。虽然天还没有大亮,但这时候正好凉快。骑出市区,导航推荐的路线是开发大道——沈西大道。这一路的路况非常好,我和娟子骑行的速度也很快。但美中不足的是,出沈阳79公里,一直没遇到打尖的饭店。在六间房镇附近,我俩又累又饿,实在不行了,找了一条小路下道,寻到一个村庄,买了一些吃的。又找到一条小河,岸边绿树成荫,我俩在这里搭帐休息。下午四点半,收拾东西,继续出发。天黑的时候,入住台安县城。清晨的开发大道。地铁十三号街站,是终点站。这也志着我和娟子即将骑出沈阳市区。出四环了。流动补胎的师傅,晚上就睡在路边。好大的一片野花。前面什么情况?好像在修桥。拉近镜头,果然是在修桥。希望下面的便道不要太长。拐上便道,大概一公里左右,重新回到又宽又平的大道上。路边都是一望无际的玉米地。无论今后的路有多长,希望我和娟子永远能这样并肩骑行。路的中间,修有隔离带。这时候大概已经七点多钟了,阳光很强烈。真希望能在树荫下骑行啊!鹭岛湖?我咋没听说过?距离辽中还有三十公里的时候,我和娟子已经一口气骑出近四十公里了。找到一块树荫,我俩停下来喝了点水,每人补充一块士力架。继续出发!路边一望无际的玉米地,变成了一望无际的稻田地。唉!可怜的小刺猬。天堂里不会再有车来车往,只会有神的光芒。“沈阳近海经济区欢迎您”?怎么我刚出家门,就到近海经济区了吗?天上的云彩看起来有点意思。应该是飞机拉出来的。这是沿途所看到的第一台采油机。这种机器将会越来越多的出现。和路边的养护工人聊了一会儿。他们每月工资只有900元,还未达到最低工资准。而且公路处只给他们交一份意外伤害险,其余什么待遇都没有了。我曾经在公路部门工作过,深知里面的黑暗。这里右拐进入S102,就快到辽中了。([]
“十.一”长假,对于行摄者来说是个非常纠结的假期,出行吧,怕人满为患,不出行,大好的秋季在家宅上七天,也是件非常难熬的事。今年“十.一”长假,恰逢有本地组织摄影团去东北摄影采风,线路的设计非常符合我的“要求”,线路冷门,又适合秋季摄影采风,于是,二话没说,俩字:报名! 本次长假东北行摄线路为:徐州—烟台—大连—本溪洋湖沟—本溪中华枫林大道—吉林白山湖—长白山—盘锦红海滩—天津—徐州,总行程4100公里。 10.1徐州—烟台—大连 为了避开“十.一”出行高峰,清晨530,一行45人就从徐州淮海战役纪念塔北门出发前往烟台。原以为路上交通会比较拥堵,上了路后才感觉出,途中并没有想象的那么堵,从徐州到烟台,整个高速路均处于正常通行状态,从高速路服务区就可以看出道路状况,最让人担心的交通问没有显现出来,让领队与队员们既感到意外又倍感欣慰。 “十一”长假期间,服务区里呈现出这种状态,无论是不出门的还是出门在外的,这都是想象不到的景象吧?当然,我们也看到了高速路上有车堵不畅通的时候,但那是在我们对面的车道上,我们这一边的车道始终是畅通的,这充分说明了我们这次的线路选的是无比正确、无比英明。这就是我们此次出行的“飞燕”,就是她一路带着我们前行。以后的七天里,我们就要与她成为亲密伙伴,她将载着我们完成七天的行摄。 从徐州到烟台,一路畅通无阻,下午230,到达烟台港,330,我们准备上船,乘轮渡前往大连。 实话说,行走了这么些年,也乘坐过不少交通工具,但这样大型的滚装客轮我还是第一次乘坐。93年去舟山时曾经乘坐过舟山到宁波的轮船,但船的吨位远没有这么大。这渤海宝珠号是我有生以来乘坐的最大船舶了。查百度资料得知:渤海宝珠轮是中国自行设计建造的最大最豪华客滚船 ,2009年10月18日上午9时58分,在山东荣成黄海造船厂顺利下水。2010年春节前投入到渤海湾烟台至大连的运营中。该船总长163.95米,型宽25米,总吨位2万余吨。拥有2000米车道线,两层旅客舱、三层车辆舱,可装载大小车辆260多辆,载客1630人。装载车辆、旅客的能力为国内客滚船中第一。船舶设计航速18.5节,最大航速20.6节,烟台到大连5小时即可到达。难怪在我看来这就是个庞然大物,原来它确实算是普通客轮中的“航母”级客轮了。 下午300,乘客陆续登船。接下来,我们将同“飞燕”一起,同船从大海之上前往大连港。 “渤海宝珠号”船舶之大,光登船爬楼梯就得爬上七层楼,真真的让人仰视到了帽子掉。 下面的行程我们将在渤海宝珠上度过。。。。。。 上了船,虽然大家都有舱位,三等舱六人间,也蛮舒服的,可几乎没人在房间里呆着,放下行李便都拥到甲板上来了。烟台我曾来过,那次是到崆峒岛时来到烟台的,但烟台港没到过,这次就在船上好好看看烟台港吧。从徐州到大连,从烟台坐船是最近的距离,前两次到大连都是火车往返,这次能在海上航行,无疑又是一次新的旅行体验。对我而言,经历不同的旅行体验,是让我感到非常开心的事情,也是十分兴奋的时刻。因此,自从上了船,我就几乎没有一刻不在拍摄。 烟台港,在我的镜下如一幅幅画一样的展现了出来。。。。。。 烟台港共有三条航道,其中东港内航道长700米,宽90米,水深-8.7米,乘潮满载通航最大船舶吨级25000吨;东港外航道长2200米,宽100米,水深-8.7米,乘潮满载通航最大船舶吨级25000吨;西港区航道长3800米,宽100米,水深-11.5米,乘潮满载通航最大船舶吨级55000吨。 看着这场景,让我想起了八大样板戏中《海港》的唱词:看码头,好气派,机械列队江边排。大吊车,真厉害,成吨的钢铁,它轻轻地一抓就起来! 上次去烟台只在海边呆了半天,没怎么看到烟台的城市面貌,这次在船上反倒看到了烟台的大概面貌呢。 开船了,船舶渐渐驶离了港口。。。。。。 开始了我们的海上旅程。。。。。。 渤海宝珠号驶向了大海,远处的港口渐行渐远。。。。。。 看着天空中的云层,我们期待着今天能在海上看到落日。 离开烟台港驶入大海后路过一个海岛,不知是不是崆峒岛,在这里看到了“沧海之上可耕田”的景象。这样的场景让我想起了福建霞浦,如今的渔民光靠打鱼是维持不了生计的,一部分的收入来源要靠养殖业。 苍茫的大海之上,因为有了这些养殖用的浮漂,让大海的画面丰富而美丽了许多。([]
早已不记得上一次写游记是何时了,因为懒因为没有文字功底因为麻烦因为一切。。。这次出发之前就决定了无论如何要写,多年后以便翻看。我不会华丽的润色,只有直白的叙事,图片也是原图,未加修饰,所以各位就凑合着看吧。 一年里,假期,是我日夜期盼的日子。用一段短暂自由的时光进行一次异地或是异域的旅行,到陌生的环境去体验新的生活,经历更多以认识更好的自己。崔健在“假行僧”里说,“我要从南走到北,我还要从白走到黑,我要人们看到我但不知道我是谁”。今年继续西行,再次进藏,旨在阿里。阿里转山,说实话,我对自己很没把握,体力和意志早已被长期的城市生活消磨殆尽,可是我,想去。拜此次出行所赐,结识了一帮损友,茉莉和无泪费心做好了路书,我们明目张胆的享受,嘻嘻。。。初见时的拘束,离别时的拥抱和泪水,伴随着欢笑和喜悦,真实的风景真实的自己和他人,只有经历过才能成为回忆。远游异乡,一路上吃过糌粑,啃过羊肉,饮过酥油茶,穿过荒凉藏北,曾在冈仁波齐经历恶劣的气候,也曾触摸过古格历史的沧桑。八千里路云和月,我们一起看过美丽的风景,流连于每一个美妙的措畔,迷失在路上短暂的光阴里。旅行的美妙,不在于我们去到了哪些名胜古迹,而是能有一段飘泊的时间,随心所欲的到处走走,无所事事的发呆,或是在小巷子里迷路,看看当地居民为什么事而幸福快乐,让我们从一个自己呆腻了的地方,到一个别人呆腻了的地方,离开熟悉的环境去探索陌生的风景。西藏,是一个梦,我们既是逐梦人,也是造梦者。带着新鲜的记忆,且让我用普通的相机和笨拙的手法,粗糙但真实的记录下其中的一些片段,让朋友们透过我的眼睛看我看过的风景,也为了我忘却的纪念。 和伙伴们约好了7月12日拉萨出发,至于怎么到拉萨,大家就各显神通了,我早了几天到拉萨,混迹拉萨街头,因为之前就到过西藏,所以这几天过得格外颓废,不是在茶馆里喝甜茶,就是在书店里懒散的写下几张明信片或是早起跟着人潮涌动的转经队伍围着布达拉宫转动经筒,多少个晨昏,我坐在大昭寺门前的台阶上,看着那些虔诚的身影,聆听他们的身体和大地碰撞的声音 拉萨之于藏民来说就如同麦加之于伊斯兰教一样,是朝圣者们的终极目的地。拉萨那作为圣城的浓重的宗教气息,朝圣者们围着布达拉宫围着大昭寺转经,磕着数量惊人的长头,经年累月,寒暑往来,虔诚不改。大昭寺门前的青石板经无数人的匍匐,早已被磨得光滑。而那些来自青海云南四川的虔诚信徒们,他们带上家里的所有来到这里,穷尽毕生所有奉献给菩萨,以求得到来世的解脱和幸福。拉萨就是这么一座奇怪的城市,至今依然如此奇怪,世俗与神圣搅在一起,美丽与丑陋搅在一起,你只有无数的新奇与诧异,它有时会让你喘不过气来,有时又会让你屏住呼吸。 7月9日,西藏博物馆,如同内地的其他博物馆一样,馆内一样收藏了许多的石器和陶瓷制品,关于这些我就不再详加赘述,这里是西藏,我就捡些和西藏有关的说说好了。这颗金印是康熙五十二年时册封五世达赖罗桑益西为“臣额尔德尼”时所赐之金印。五世达赖对于当时的政局稳定起到了很大的作用,他坚持和睦团结,,人们都称他为“伟大的五世”。早在很久之前,藏传佛教就随着当时吐蕃的军事,政治的极大扩张而兴盛起来了,吐蕃的赞普让家中的长子出家为僧以示对佛教的尊崇,更让佛教徒参与政事,以至于之后西藏形成了政教合一的政治格局,这才有了六世达赖仓央嘉措的悲剧。那个被政治牺牲的年轻的生命和他那小心翼翼的无处安放的爱情。贝叶经,原产于印度,巴基斯坦,克什米尔等地,是用金汁或是银汁书写在一种叫作贝加罗树叶上的珍贵的佛教经典。由于战争,许多的经书都遭到了毁坏,而西藏由于兴佛而引进了很多的佛教经典,当然也包括了贝叶经,因此避过战乱而得以保存。所以现在是贝叶经保存最多的地方,贝叶经存于西藏的布达拉宫,博物馆和哲蚌寺。这个面具是跳藏戏时所佩戴的格萨尔王面具。<格萨尔王传>是一部藏族长篇英雄史诗,藏族的民间文学巨著。它讲述了格萨尔王一生为藏民降妖伏魔,除暴安良,南征北战,统一了各个部落,大到老人小到孩童多少都知道一些格萨尔王的故事,现在在那曲的一些茶馆里仍然还有着民间艺人们在唱着格萨尔史诗,每一个艺人们所知道的有关格萨尔的故事都不一样,每一个老人们也都有自己喜欢的说唱艺人。 唐卡,意为可移动的佛像,藏族人民对佛教的尊崇是我们无法想象的,由于早期游牧民族的特殊性,他们不可能守着一片草地从春吃到冬,当草场没草时他们就会拆下帐篷,赶着牛羊去寻找下一块水草丰美的住所,周而复始,这样就导致了他们不可能每到一个地方就建一座寺庙来崇拜,于是他们就把佛像画在了布上,这样当他们迁徙时就可以把佛像卷起来带走,这样无论走到哪里都不会影响藏民的礼佛。唐卡上的颜色来自于各种珍贵的宝石,蓝色的蓝松石,绿色的绿松石,黄色的黄金,白色的珍珠,也正是因为这些名贵的石头,再加上制作唐卡时的繁复与费时,所以唐卡的价格是昂贵的。画匠们将那些名贵的石头磨成细细的粉末,再加上牛胆等物质,按照一定的配比配制而成,永不褪色。通常唐卡的绘制,画匠们将画板的顶端牵一根绳悬挂于屋顶,自己则盘腿坐在低矮的凳子上,画板的下沿搁在自己盘起的双腿上,画底稿,一层一层的着色,勾线,最后点上佛的眼睛,画匠们说,最初师傅会自己亲自给佛像点上眼睛,只有当徒弟们的技法十分纯熟了,师傅才会放心让徒弟们独自完成最后的步骤。今晚记流水账。。。7月9日,10日,11日伙伴们的陆续抵达,我结束了独自游荡的日子,这几天我们在拉萨的街头厮混中彼此熟悉,从网络的想象到生活的真实。相约清晨去药王山拍布达拉宫的日出,清早的西藏寒冷异常,风呼呼的吹,到得太早,药王山的小门要到7点才开,我们几个徘徊在山脚下,找寻着避风的所在,徒劳无功。开门的人姗姗来迟,赶紧爬上去各自占据了有利地形,又在寒风中等待。。。唉,这个早上算是白来了,没有日出,只有寒风,冷。我放弃了,下到门口收钱的师傅的小房子里避风,门口的师傅很乐意我帮他看看大门,嘻嘻。。。半小时后,伙伴们也放弃了,找了一茶馆,吃一顿藏式的早餐,酥油茶加藏面,说实话,藏面真是有够难吃的,面条很粗,由于高原气压的缘故,面条很难被煮透煮软,咬起来有点硬,面汤倒是很不错呢,好喝。早餐之后,秋,无泪和我去布宫帮别的队友排队拿布达拉宫的预约券,上布达拉宫需要提前一天拿身份证到布宫的侧门领取预约券,第二天再凭着预约券上预约的时间到布宫参观。娃娃和开水则回去与球会合办理尼泊尔的证,各自行动。感谢无泪下午陪我去办理那麻烦的边防证日出前的布宫,漆黑一片,达赖不在,到底谁在里边住呢?住在这里该是多少喇嘛的愿望啊?好奇啊,实在是好奇难吃的藏面,好喝的面汤,还行的酥油茶今晚记流水账。。。7月9日,10日11日伙伴们陆续抵达,我结束独自游荡的日子,这几天我们在拉萨的街头厮混中彼此熟悉,从网络的想象到生活的真实。10日,相约去拍药王山的日出,清晨的西藏寒冷异常,风呼呼的吹,药王山的小门要到7点才开,到得太早,我们徘徊在山脚下,找寻避风的所在,徒劳无功。开门的人终于姗姗来迟,赶紧爬上去,各自占据有利地形,摆开架势,之后又是无尽的等待。唉,这天算是白来了,没有日出,只有寒风,冷。我放弃了,下到山下的买票小屋去避风,顺便再帮看门的师傅收收门票,嘻嘻。。。半小时后,伙伴们也放弃了,寻一茶馆,吃一顿藏式的早餐,酥油茶加藏面。说实话,那藏面真是有够难吃的,面条很粗,由于高原气压的缘故,面条很难被煮透煮软,咬起来有点硬硬的,面条不咋地,面汤倒还不错,好喝。早餐之后,秋,无泪和我去布宫排队帮队友拿布宫的预约券,上布宫需要提前一天拿身份证到布宫的侧门领取预约券,第二天再凭预约券到布宫购票参观。娃娃和开水则回去和球会合去办理尼泊尔的证,各自行动。感谢无泪下午陪我去办理边防证没有日出的日出前的布宫,漆黑一片。达赖不在,是谁住在里面呢?住在这里该是多少喇嘛的愿望啊?好奇啊,实在是好奇!!难吃的藏面,好喝的面汤,还行的酥油茶12日要开始阿里之行了,我是否该先把我们的线路报告一下呢?此次的线路是茉莉姐姐和无泪费尽心思做出来的,茉莉姐姐和无泪弄好一切琐碎,我们只管享受,(*^__^*) 嘻嘻…… 那我就先把路书贴出来好了,此次反走阿里,纳木错进,日喀则出,很特别呢DAY1:拉萨——纳木措——班戈DAY2:班戈——尼玛DAY3:尼玛——文布北村——文布南村DAY4:文布南村——措勤DAY5:措勤——帕江——仁多DAY6:仁多——亚热——普兰DAY7:普兰——塔钦,转山第一天DAY8:转山第二天DAY9:塔钦——扎达DAY10:扎达——仲巴——萨嘎DAY11:萨嘎——吉隆DAY12:吉隆——老定日DAY13:老定日——珠峰DAY14:珠峰——日喀则DAY15:日喀则——拉萨第二天我们本来定的是到文布南村的,后来因为我们在辽阔的草原里迷路了,天色又太晚,我们只好又返回到中午路过的县城尼玛,双湖的行程也因路况不妙而遗憾的放弃了。西行阿里,走在朝圣的路上,不安,兴奋与紧张,许多的地方仍是无人区,既无公路也无食宿,人类的足迹尚未踏足这片土地。那是生命的禁区,它拒绝了人类生命的呈现。可是,野生动物却是阿里草原上最为自由的精灵,它们肆意的奔跑在草原上,与风与云与草做伴。阿里恶劣的气候,清贫的生活,却因信仰的强大力量而丰富,人们虔诚的转山,令人动容。当然还有那一路上的各种措,纳木措,色林措,扎日南木措,当惹雍错,玛旁雍错。。。都是阿里的措,我们只能一措再措,将措就措。阿里的山,阿里的云,阿里的风,阿里的阿里,就让山林原野收留我们的梦想,带我们去远方。7月12日出发喽!一行11人,3辆车。在去往班戈的路上,路过一个小村子,当地的村民正在过一个叫”望果节“的节日,据我们的藏族师傅说,这个节日没有固定的日子,是根据青稞的成熟时间来定的,在青稞成熟之前,人们用这种方式以祈求粮食的丰收。纳木措是我们遇到的第一个措,兴奋自是无需言表。纳木措与羊卓雍错,玛旁雍错并称为西藏的三大圣湖。纳木措湖面海拨4800米,湖水清澈,它的形成和发育受地质构造控制,是经由喜马拉雅凹陷而成,现今湖水仍在不断的退缩,至今湖周围留有曾经的古湖岸线。下车就是一通狂拍,快门咔咔的响。因为反走阿里,我们来到的不是通常游客去的那一片湖畔,那里满满的全是游人,人头攒动,满满的全是商业。这一片湖畔,除了我们,没有别人。大家在湖边拗着各种造型,跳跃的,武打的,文艺的。。。总之就是怎么疯狂怎么来 自拍是必须滴,拗造型也是要滴 7月13日,班戈——尼玛 今天我们真正的进入藏北草原,都知道阿里的野生动物多,可真正看到时还是难掩激动!在电视上书籍上听到很多关于藏羚羊的话语,可那都很遥远,初见在原野上悠闲吃草的藏羚羊,哇!那个激动啊!嘴里叫着“师傅师傅,快停车快停车!”一边急急的摇下车窗,拿起相机就拍,可那精灵也实在警觉,我们还在远远的,它就已经被吓跑了藏北高原,荒无人烟,平均海拔都在5000以上,严酷的环境,恶劣的气候,是人类生命的禁区,却是野生动物们的天堂。因为这些可爱的生灵,阿里不是寂静无声的荒原,它充满了生命的律动。曾见识过新疆大地无边无尽的荒野戈壁,那个无助让人绝望,满眼尽是黄色的沙,没有水没有草,天上没有飞鸟,地上没有走兽,怎么远望,看到的都和脚下的一样,茫茫一片。与新疆的茫茫戈壁不同,阿里的天地是那样的宽广,生命是那样的鲜活。藏野驴,藏羚羊,野牦牛,旱獭,野兔。。。在无尽的草原,艰难的生存者,每一个渺小的生命都充满了生的渴望。这也许就是阿里的美之所在吧! 有一个措,是色林措吗?还是措愕??不知道,就连我们的藏族师傅都吃不准,不管了,反正是阿里的措 往阿里没有路,因为处处都是路,只要你愿意,车怎么开都行。所谓的路,不过是车轮在石头上压出的印痕而已。一路上,这样的情景不断的被重复,仿佛你真的在天堂,又似乎踏上了火星远处倾盆大雨,我们这儿却是阳光普照 措措措,今天的第二个措,唉,还是不知道名字 午餐喽,阿里,别说是餐厅了,能看到人就不错了,通常我们在茫茫草原上走一天都看不到人,这为我们接下来的迷路带来了大麻烦。出发之前,超市的大采购,就是我们每天的午餐厨房,要什么有什么,要什么没什么;P 没有餐厅,满草原随便坐,包场用餐。席地而坐,胡乱的吃,开心的说笑,糌粑配咸菜也一样美味 荒凉,只有云团在飞 白天方便来方便去,晚上我们可就不方便喽。完蛋了,迷路啦!!!!!原定今天的目的地是要到达文布南村的,120公里的路程,出发之前,师傅说4,5个小时能到了。到了天黑,居然还没看到哪怕一点点的村庄的影子。要知道,西藏的天可是要到晚上10点才会黑呢!不得不承认,我们迷路了,这回真的成了原野上的藏野驴了,迷失在旷野里。藏北高原,荒无人烟,由于没有路,也最易迷失方向,无边无际的无人区,若是走不出去,危险是显然的。想问路,对不起,不行。在这里,即便是你懂十种语言也无济于事,根本就没人让你问,城市里万能的手机也早就在进入草原后变成了一堆废铁。虽然我们带着食物和睡袋,可阿里夜晚的危险和寒冷是我们无法想象的。通过和师傅们协商,我们决定回到中午路过的一个叫尼玛的小县城。 夕阳下坠到了地平线之下,大地即将沉入黑暗,而我们还将被这片黑暗包围。天空上演着晚霞变幻莫测的剧目,时间因这昼夜的交替,每一秒都让人感动 远处的地平线下,放射出一片神秘的光,让人百思不得其解,阿里之美,只这一刻,足以打动。([]
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