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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。([
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是的,我回来了,从我热爱的西藏,遥远的拉萨回来了……记得那天,同行的队友在信息里说:我现在醉氧呢,你呐,到家后怎么样?记得那天,户外的老友问我:你西藏行的图片和文字呢?我们期待你的帖子呢!记得那天,那天,那天……我一直在回忆中不停的整理那些已经变成“昨天”的相片,突然觉得无论相片拍得有多烂,我都舍不得删掉…… ——记附加队友“橄榄”的游记帖子:且撤且珍惜——记我的2014西藏珠峰东坡、希夏邦马峰南坡之旅(全文完 )https//bbs.8264.com/thread-2177860-1-1.html; —— 前 序 —— 今天,我开始在断断续续的回忆中写那段还未曾远去的日子。写我在西藏的步履,便会不由自主的想起一路上看到的那些双手合十、高举头顶、一步三叩的虔诚和执着;写我在西藏的步履,还会有一种感觉让我情不自禁的想起那些清澈的眼眸,总想再抱一抱他们,那些淳朴的孩子,是他们让我的身心,还有那曾经途中的坚强,没来由的在今夜再一次,再一次败给了记忆中的这一份“柔软”……是的,今夜我还是想你,想你之际会令所有的“思念”肆意地顺脸淌下,流进嘴角,咸咸的,涩涩的……这种感觉像极了一场绵长而无果的爱恋,在每一个夜深人静的夜晚从未远离。 ——记 藏传佛教文化…… 藏区的孩子…… 去西藏,去雪域高原,终点不是目的,路上的每一天,每一个恰到好处的瞬间,才是生命中难得一见的美景。转山、转水、转佛塔,还有那佛前的磕长头、酥油灯前的许愿,这些所有的修心、修性和修行,即使不能融入和参与,我想,今生若能有缘就这样默默地注视着,也很好…… ——记 (橄榄摄) 美丽而神圣的“布达拉宫”……(橄榄摄) 在布达拉宫,在大昭寺,在八廓街,在甜茶馆,在每一处神山圣水的脚下,都会让你受到那一份份微笑着的美好祝福:扎西德勒!在山顶撒一把“隆达”祈祷平安,在飞扬的“风马旗”下敬祝神山,在碧蓝色的湖边,在洁白的雪山之间,撑一顶帐篷,去感受清晨或是傍晚那一缕阳光的洗礼……活在当下,珍惜每一天——让我们在行走的途中“修行”——哪怕只是对身边的人露出微笑…… ——记我在西藏…… 我在西藏……(橄榄摄)海拔5000米的跳跃……(橄榄摄) 我在“珠峰东坡” 我在“希夏邦马南坡” 在这里,所有的一切就如同落在白纸上,变得简单而直白…… 我并不是特热衷写游记,只是每次远行归来,我总会在想,怎样才能留住这些渐行渐远的时光?对我而言,也许把途中点点滴滴的记录汇集在一起才算是一次有意义的出行的结束吧。也许,如果有一天我真的老了,在人生末路的渡口徜徉,在青丝白发,铅华褪尽的沧海桑田,那些让人感动的东西再也感动不了我,令人悲伤的事情再也不能让我流泪,那时,如若可以,我愿在等待岁月苍老的回忆中再一次邂逅这一路的“温暖”;那时,如若可以,我希望还能在这里看到,或是听到我的孩子们为我读这些文字,在似曾相识的画面里,在密密麻麻满是“昨天”的字里行间,想起昔日繁华的风景和风景里的我们,然后,然后让“思念如花”……——记感谢记忆里有你——首先感谢为我践行和接风的队友和家人…… 感谢拉萨的朋友们和两位偶遇拼车的香港美眉, ——谢谢你们的相约与相伴…… 感谢一路有你——与家乡环华骑行的“朱世岱”老师相逢拉萨, 感谢您带给我他乡遇故人的激动和感动……感谢一路有你——曾经“狼塔C+V”路上的队友, 感谢你们在回程途中对我的热情款待…… 感谢记忆里有你——谢谢你们带给我雪域高原旷野中的真诚…… 今天,敞开心扉,要感谢生命,更要感谢你们——感谢有缘与你们同行在AA相约的路上,感谢途中不离不弃的情谊,因为你们的自信与阳光,让我由衷的敬佩与信任,因为你们的加入,让我的西藏之行更精彩……风中,雨中,暴雪中,我们一起走过,你们让我看到了户外领域的风采和户外人的素质。当时光匆匆,别去经年,我们终将会在漫长的岁月中明白最美好的也许不是那一路的风景,而是我们曾经并肩走过的那些个转身的等待和惜惜问候的细节……一缕清风,一丝细雨,一片飞雪,在生命中变成永远难忘的初心,温暖了曾经所有的过往,别后,一声念安,一句祝福,足矣…… ——记“珠峰东坡”徒步的全体队友(从左至右):轻装队员:辽宁的“走来走去”和“随心”、广西的“明成”重装队员:贵州的“橄榄”、云南的“时光”、本人 合影于“优帕村”——徒步“珠峰东坡”的起点……合影于“希夏邦马”南坡徒步的途中……合影于“希夏邦马”南坡的营地…… 贵州的队友“橄榄”,是我去年“贡嘎”之行的队长,一路上很会搭讪和沟通(号称“雨神”,这点是我所不能及的)…… 云南的队友“时光”,或骑行或徒步曾多次进藏,是一名我所信赖的骚大夫,(也是大名鼎鼎的“雨神”,据说拉萨一别后的日子他可是到哪儿哪下雨)…… (一)启程拉萨 又是一场雨,让闷热的午后变得清凉,在这样一个下过雨的傍晚,约三五知己小聚在这空濛的夜色里,谈人生,谈生命,谈令人向往的外面的世界。他们说,你又在路上!走的如此匆忙,让我们再一次追寻着你的足迹;他们说,你怎么能放得下?离得开?舍得去远方看风光无限?是的,生活就是这样,有些事看起来很难,其实做起来很容易——例如“远行”;有些事做起来很难,看起来很却很容易——例如“行走”……——记启程相送,归来相迎,所有的感激之情都在心中…… 从这一刻起,愿途中所有的收获“入眼成景,入心成禅”…… 幸亏提前了一天,飞机经停银川时因拉萨贡嘎机场沙尘暴而被迫停飞, 当晚航空公司安排食宿,调整起飞时间…… 第二天到达“贡嘎机场”已经是正午,25元坐机场大巴不到两个小时到市内,还好,下午办理日喀则地区的边防证比较顺利…… 入住预定的位于拉萨市北京中路亚宾馆旁边的“风马飞扬旅舍”,这里住着是很多骑行爱好者,不愧是“车友之家…… 环境优雅的“风马飞扬旅舍”…… 这里住宿方便、整洁,环境温馨、安静,还有温文尔雅、端庄漂亮的老板娘…… 充分利用短暂的午后时光——我想,逛街和吃应该是所有初来拉萨的朋友们别无选择的节奏…… 大昭寺一景…… 相识是缘——感谢拉萨热情的朋友们…… ([]
此行之初,只是想骑行新藏线。并不曾对“自驾”和“大北线”做功课。后来旅途中有变,大北线便成了这次旅行中精彩的一段。 这次行程,大概可分三个阶段: 1、结伴骑行新藏线(喀什--康西瓦)。 2、千里走单骑(有骑行的日子,也有搭车的日子,红柳滩--塔钦) 3、自驾大北线。对新藏线的心动,来自以下描述: 新藏线起点为新疆叶城,终点为西藏拉孜的国道,全程2140千米。 路况介绍 :它是世界上最艰险的公路之一。它穿越举世闻名的昆仑山、喀喇昆仑山、岗底斯山、喜马拉雅山,翻越16个冰大坂,涉44条冰河,全线经过的大部份地段为“无人区”。平均海拔4500米以上,是世界上海拔最高、道路最险、路况极差和环境最恶劣的高原公路。这就是新藏公路,也被称作国道219线。 关于新藏线的顺口溜 : “行车新藏线,不亚蜀道难。库地大坂险,犹似鬼门关;麻扎大坂尖,陡升五千三;黑卡大坂旋,九十九道湾;界山大坂弯,伸手可摸天……”这段顺口溜,这是新藏线艰险的真实写照。 从叶城往阿里海拔相差很大,一天之内可以从海拔数百米的新疆地段上升到五千余米的麻扎大坂路段,对几乎所有旅行者的身体素质而言是极大的考验和困难,高寒缺氧、雪崩塌方、高山反应、多变的气候及确确实实的风餐露宿等困难,已经超过了许多常人的承受极限. 后来在‘狼塔夏特群’里,正好听到南京的好人锅讲到要骑行此线,心念一动,便加入了。于是有了2011年4月下旬出发的这次旅行。 装备篇资深的网上很多,不多说,略晒下自己的行前准备,留个念想吧。---我的战马:衣物:(长袖速干衣裤、冲锋衣裤、抓绒衣裤、羽绒服、溯溪鞋、高帮登山鞋等)睡袋、帐篷、防潮垫、驮包、弹力绳: 修车工俱、备胎(内胎3条,外胎一条)及配件、炉俱等边防证、身份证、手套、雪套、护膝、雨衣等药品:(后来又添了速效救心丸、氨茶碱、速尿片等。高原长途旅行,这几种药很有用。) 折腾了大半天来整理行囊,书房被搞的满地狼籍,难以下脚。一半装备都整理进驮包了,忽然想起应该给它们合张影。懒得再掏出驮包里的装备,就这样来一张装备们的全家福吧: 全部打完包,去铁通托运车子,整装待发…… 2011年4月25日晚,背起行囊出发了,又是一个人。驾车到火车站,再火车、飞机,一路辗转,路上小磕绊不断:火车晚点急得我跳脚,甩钱雇车飞奔、跳下车我也狂奔才赶上飞机。 飞机上不幸又遭临座的维族小朋友骚扰,还没断奶的两岁小男孩不断地把我的上衣撩起,又或者直接把领口拉到肩膀下…… 维族小男孩的妈妈笑观不语,本人尴尬之极,又不忍责备小孩,后来空姐看不下去把我领走和乘务人员们同坐。再转机,行李被人拿错,折腾半天。 一个人行走,自由+乱糟糟,无语。 终于26日下午16时许到乌鲁木奇,与南京的好人锅、戊名汇合;趁转机喀什的空闲,三人打的(机场大巴每人20元,打的划算共花费36元)直奔乌市,找了戊名要吃的大盘鸡、卡瓦斯美餐一顿再转回机场;终于在晚上0时前到了如家酒店,与青蛙汇合。此次骑行的四个队员全部见面了,于我,是初次见到他们三个南京哥。 4月27日,大家先去喀什火车站提车: 左起:戊名、青蛙、我、好人锅。 4个人骑着各自的战马,浩浩荡荡去采买物资。不想路上竟被一维族男子盯梢,联系近段喀什刚发生的几起血腥事件和敏感冲突,大家一时都有些紧张。山羊户外店的老板更是让我们直接报警(一路采买几经比较,喀什的几个户外店,山羊户外货全价廉)。几个人一合计,冒然报警无凭无据有些唐突,遂决定我和戊名一小组,先行冲出;好人锅和青蛙断后,负责掩护。于是紧张行动,嘿呀,一路急冲,结果回宾馆的路上两组人马绕岔了道,我和戊名在宾馆附近怎么也等不见好人锅和青蛙,担心老半天。好在有惊无险,都平安回到酒店。于是晚上也不敢出去乱溜达了,乖乖在房间睡觉。 反偷拍:一路跟踪我们的少年: 采买物资途中,青蛙剃度了:(此后青蛙哥的习惯动作就是摸光头!而好人锅则是有空就手机上网直线转播他的新藏线呵) 好人锅和戊名来之前就理成了短短的寸头,加上青蛙这个大光头,三个人互相炫耀着,害的我真想也剃个光头上路!羡慕嫉妒,只能将自己的一头长发剪成短马尾扎起来了事。 回到酒店,我们开始整理驮包和车,看着满地的物件,四人都感头大---竟然如此之多!三个男士照顾我,让我独自去一个房间整理,他们仨绊绊搭搭挤在一处整理。 我的物资来之前基本准备完善,采购极少,如何装备也大多是出发前就各有其位的,所以很快结束战斗。跑过去看他们三个,呵呵,热闹啊,房间简直象个大仓库了!堆的满地东西几乎无从下脚。 于是帮着打个下手,待得快整好了才想起,拍照留念! 戊名:心灵手巧,为人厚道,说话不多但总是为大家做的多。 正在用他换下来的旧外胎帮我做挡泥板,DIY的比买来的实用多了! 好人锅(右):勇敢乐观,有毅力、有智谋。我们此行的路书都是他辛苦整理,备用药品的方子也是他给的,多谢!!这家伙不想整那一大堆东西,不时嘻哈着两边房间视查,看大家都整的差不多了,才不得已地把自己那份也整了。采买的无人区备用20斤大米,大部分都被他塞进驮包了,连保温壶都塞满了! 青蛙:曾经是8年野战军的老兵,很有战斗力,体力好 心态好 dao嘴豆腐心,有时象英勇的战士有时却象个稚气未脱的孩子。大家的20个气罐,被他大包大揽地绑在车后,后来绑完看着那高耸的李行,我们三个无言…… 能干的青蛙在搓绳子,以应付那过于庞大的行李堆(青蛙面前,戊名的驮包已装整齐了,蛙哥的行李却还一大堆在窗根等绳子捆): 我只能自保,负担了自己的所有物资后加负了三个气罐。其它公用物资他们三个男士全包了。无言以谢。 背后那片建筑,是喀什的老城区: 喀什的公交车让我们大开眼界---- 竟然会按一个个详细地点送客到家!(没事闲逛还好,有事公交坐不得,太费时间)。所以我们三个从机场晃到酒店用时颇久,青蛙在酒店等我们等得都睡着了。 D1:4月28日,晴,喀什--英吉沙 ,全程柏油,骑行73km。 2011年4月28日,我们开始骑行的日子。 原计划从叶城G219 零公里处开始骑,后来大家整理完,看着那大大的行李包,一致决定从喀什开始骑。不论是队员之间、还是车、行李都需要磨合。 今天的骑行并不多,从喀什到英吉沙,70km的路(码表实际显示73km)。所以大家慢悠悠吃完早饭,又把昨天打包精减出来的行李到邮局寄走,11点半,才开骑。 喀什的如家酒店门外,四匹战马一溜排开,整装待发: 一路行来,照片繁多,除自己拍的,还有青蛙、好人锅、以及后来邂逅的袁鹏、五位自驾兄长等人所拍,恕不一一注,谢了! 戊名秀一个:好人锅也来秀一下:青蛙那一刻的片片竟然找不到,汗。 上315国道: 向英吉沙进军: 在路上,我们将生命绽放: 中午,新彊戈壁的地表温度有35--37度,很热。来这里前一周刚做过一个小手术(没跟队友们讲怕他们担心),有个把月没碰过车了,骑的有点累。晒的很厉害,发现之前怕太热而备用的网眼手套抗不住晒,手背都被晒得又疼又红了,青蛙把他的备用白线手套让我换上。 骑啊骑,又热又渴又累,突然发现一处小卖店,竟然还有绿色的树几棵,四人狂奔过去,乘凉、补水: 回复 军行天下 的帖子啊??我这里看到的图片,挺小。 第一次发贴,很多不太会操作,谅!我试试改 午饭在一小镇吃,青菜拉条子,份足味美价廉,可惜四人只顾说笑闹腾,忘了拍照。 烤羊肉串:卖相好,味道也不错。不过肉不是我的强项,一串便足矣。后来每人一个的羊肉包子,也贡献给了好人锅。 看到传说中的缸子肉(当时酷热,没食欲,更不知那就是大名鼎鼎的“缸子肉”。后来自驾大北线,与几位兄弟在阿里吃到,才知道。其貌不扬,但甚是美味!): 摆一张吧,骑了大半天了,挺累挺闷的。可怜好人锅,总是在为我们拍照,这一路摄影他最辛苦: 傍晚,英吉沙到了: 我们住了天府宾馆。本想宿县委宾馆,但有山东援藏的一大帮人包住,满了。 晚饭男生们一致提议不吃拉条子了,要吃川菜。呵呵这还没几天呢,就受不了啦。我倒无所谓,食物对我来说,挑剔极少。 这天晚上,听了青蛙的故事。很意外…… 今日亮点:出发前,好人锅因为我不肯听他的话好好吃药,大为光火。可是象锅那样没病也大把的吃药,让我和青蛙大为惊讶!什么“十全大补丸、六味地黄丸、板蓝根、21金维它……” 适当维生素补充还能接受,其它的药,对我这个平时极少用药的人,真是吃不下。为此锅很不高兴,拉着脸半天不搭理我。后来又训我“看你脸色腊黄的,一看就知道气血不足、营养不良!还不好好吃药,哼!”我哭笑不得,这只可恼又可爱的锅。他的口头禅就是:“没事就吃药哎”。戊名是好人锅的忠实听众,跟着大把吃药。青蛙则我行我素,几乎不吃药。 骑行新藏线,需要如此药补???不过,好人锅昨天晚上训我,让我出发前把他列出的药品清单补全,倒是真训对了。有两味药,后来还真救了我的急。 骑行新藏线,药品是应该备齐全点。 D2:4月29日,英吉沙--莎车,晴转大沙尘暴,戊名码表计算里程133公里,总耗时约12小时.骑行第二天,状态很差的一天。 今天的目的地是莎车,计划行程130km(实际码表显示近133km)。大家早早起床,洗漱早饭后准备出发,但戊名找不到宝贝香烟,要开拔了好人锅又死活找不见墨镜。折腾到9点也没找见,我们只得载着大驮包跟着好人锅满大街转想找个卖眼镜的店另买一副,可惜都没开门营业。他备用的那副又在驮包里面层层围困不好拿出。这个天府宾馆真是有问哦。眼看日已高升,今天路程还不少,惦着早出发早歇脚,于是停车从驮包里翻腾出自己的备用墨镜给锅,催他快出发。 四人依次排开,列队而行。我和戊名骑行在前,后来骑着骑着,拐个弯发现后面那俩人不见了!与戊名下车等,久候方至,原来好人锅看到了英吉莎的小 dao铺子,与青蛙挑选刀去了。当然也帮我和戊名各挑了一把。话说这英吉沙县位于新疆 塔里木盆地西部边缘,是著名的“中国小 dao之乡”也是“中国色买提杏之乡”、“中国达瓦孜之乡”。新疆有四大名刀,即英吉沙工艺小 刀、伊犁沙木萨克折dao、焉耆陈正套刀和莎车买买提折dao。 英雄爱宝刀,既然他俩是寻刀而去,回来还不忘我和戊名的份,嘿嘿,等就等了,这种等待可以有哈!等久点也没关系。反正出来是旅行,不是单纯为了傻骑车,这种民族特色的东西,早该好好品味一番,若不是时间限制,团队限制,估计我早跑去刀铺晃荡了…… 美滋滋地收好青蛙给的精美小 dao,这回我不傻往前冲了,省得有好玩的又落下,咱压阵!不紧不慢骑在队伍后面,和青蛙天南海北乱侃着,青蛙同学得了好刀也一路心花怒放的,不时还来点音乐,乐声下仍不忘刀长刀短的。不知不觉骑出老远 闲等两位寻宝刀的英雄时,给自己的坐骑留一张:此时它尚容光焕发,往后长路漫漫不知它会沧桑成何等模样啊 途经小店补水,此时四人尚衣帽光鲜、容光焕发,不久便一个个灰头土脸无一幸免了。 难得的一张全体合影:(看此时那特意选的宽松 速干裤在腿上直打晃荡,哪里想到半个月后竟然浮种到腿塞不进裤子,唉,失算呀!满以为骑新藏线会越骑越瘦身材更苗条,哪承想还有肥肿的象个非洲阿巴桑那一出!哈哈,好笑)民族团结,与维族朋友合张: 继续前行,到中午3点那阵(相当于北京时间1点左右,有2小时的时差)又困又累,越骑越觉得腿软,膝盖越来越痛,看好人锅、戊名早已护膝上腿,顾不得热捂,赶紧也把两副厚厚的护膝带上。路那么漫长无尽头、太阳那么晒、PP磨得好痛怎么骑都难受…… 青蛙本来是个骑行高手,让他这样慢悠悠地晒在大太阳下陪我,陪得他简直崩溃。于是换戊名来跟在我身后收尾,肯定跟的也很难受。虽然他俩都没说,但感觉到那种收队的痛苦,奈何俺那阵子就是蹬不动车,速度怎么也提不上来,还老想打盹瞌睡。 熬啊熬,总算到了克孜勒库尔干乡,吃午饭,借机缓一缓。发现维族人其实很爱干净,小小乡间餐厅卫生也蛮不错。 羊肉揪面片:(饭菜的片片,多出自好人锅和青蛙之手,俺是极少拍滴,只顾吃了嘿嘿) 饭后再往前骑不久,天色渐变,阳光没了,天空灰起来: 天更灰蒙,风大、沙重了,沙尘暴渐露狰狞: 大沙尘暴来了! 风越来越大,沙土满天飞,天空已成灰黄色,能见度不足百米,车辆都开着警示灯或大灯通行。青蛙看时间也不早了,行军速度太慢照此下去天黑前到不了目的地,于是发狠话:“20公里休息一次!不能再象前段那样每小时休息一次了。”言毕青蛙窜出去追好人锅和戊名去了,三个男生狂飙而去很快不见踪影,把我扔在后面也不管了(其实现在想来,是该这么扔一下,否则我还是不长进),之前跟我说的 什么二人小组 不抛弃不放弃也不执行了,任我独自在漫漫黄沙 天昏地暗中苦苦挣扎。从未带着大驮包骑行过的我,感觉那大大的驮包太重了,简直象个大称砣一样拖在身后!行李象背山越载越重,车蹬的几乎耗尽腿上所有力气,狂风刮得我脑子里呼呼轰鸣,四周一片迷茫不见天日。我拼力蹬啊蹬啊……身体很累,脑瓜却不停地东想西想 胡思乱想,思想这东西有时候真是害人。 等熬到到100公里4人汇合休息时,风沙略减,但大家还是不敢摘掉面巾,一张嘴说话嘴里就跑进沙子磕着牙,满鼻子的沙土味。籍着帽子面巾遮掩,不觉间泪湿蒙面围巾。一直低着头不出声,以为籍着帽沿蒙面围巾遮掩没人知道自己哭了,却还是被锅发现了。他坐来旁边,碰碰我的脚,平时一直吊儿浪当、冷嘲热讽的腔调突然变的很和气了:“姑娘,累了吧?围巾都湿了??没关系,慢慢骑,别心急……”心里一热,赶紧掩饰地笑笑,朗声答:“没事!放心吧。风沙太大迷眼了。”再望望四周,依旧漫天狂风大沙、昏天黑地,自己一个人孤零零漂在千里之外,与初识的三个陌生人累死累活行走在这异域边彊,累了痛了难过了都无从说,只能忍忍忍!想着突然悲从中来,不出声可眼泪刷刷流的更厉害,嘴唇快咬破了也止不住。车子加上大驮包 还是抵不住大风,被吹翻在地,也顾不上管,只是低着头流泪。三个男生被吓住了,不敢多说。青蛙过来跟我说话,我小心眼地恼着他,也不搭理。他只好默默地帮我扶起车子放好,坐在一边,不时扭头看过来 车子被大风吹倒了俺也不去管,只顾翘着二郞腿掉豆豆,青蛙去扶起俺可怜的战马:(当时不知坏心肝的锅竟然在偷拍此景,臭小子) 哭了一阵,感觉轻松多啦,大家也准备继续前行,还有40km路要赶,此时天已快黑。起身推起车子翻身骑上就往前冲,这一停一哭,倒把力气哭出来了。可能不适应期也过了,蹬的飞快,一路竟然3*6甚至3*7狂冲,把三个男生远远甩在后面。青蛙气喘喘地赶上来,跟我说话我还是不想出声,又很快超过自行远去,一个人在千里之外的大风沙中想东想西,边骑边哭……现在回想,惭愧又好笑,但当时却怎么也转不过弯来。 于是这剩下的40km,就在我的狂蹬中顺利结束---莎车 到了!晚上21点许,比预计的提前了一个多小时。 事实证明,当时青蛙的决策是完全正确的。否则我们还不知要在黑夜中的沙尘暴里苦累到什么时候才能歇下,更甚者那种天气夜晚行车危险因素多多。 事实还证明,人都是有潜力的,需要适当激发。熬过那100公里,后面的40公里俺竟然载着大驮包骑的飞快ye!呵呵 莎车到了:(坐会吧,骑累了也哭累了) 这天,对每个队员都是一个适应吧,载重、大沙尘暴,一个个象土人似的折腾了一整天。入住好人锅早打听好的 德隆大酒店,条件很是不错,惜无电梯,一楼亦无房,只好把车连驮包一起扛上二楼去---青蛙是主力军。 事后青蛙哥讲:骑车没骑累,那几趟扛车可是真累趴了!呵呵大伙一致提议出去喝一杯,犒劳一下大沙尘暴。 今天骑行约8小时,从出发到入住总耗时12小时。今日亮点:1、大驮包+大戈壁+大沙尘暴,别样味道、别样体验。 2、漫天狂风沙中,边哭边骑,回想真好笑。 自己的摊子还是自己收吧。自那一哭后,开始发飙,结伴同骑的13天每骑必在前,不再落后拖大家。 回复 心灵孤旅 的帖子曾与好人锅同行半个月,后来的流浪日子,便是自己独行乱闯了,见笑 到莎车已是暮色深沉,人困马乏并未夜游,第二天一早又急着赶路,也未能将她的芳容细赏,留下遗憾,给下次再去一个借口吧。 莎车县居住着莎车古国先民的后裔,他们注定与音符有关,与木卡姆结缘。因为有河的存在;也因为有沉默巍峨的喀喇昆仑山,河、山、平原、峡谷这些刚烈的灵魂与柔弱的水交织在一起,就有了木卡姆与阿曼尼沙汗怀抱的那把都塔尔。在莎车有名的十二木卡姆广场,矗立着这位酷爱音乐、拯救木卡姆命运的传奇女子阿曼尼沙汗的雕像,它已经成为一种象征,也是莎车县的地性建筑。莎车在年轮奏响的序曲里,拖拽着叶尔羌汗国的灵动音符,哪怕在莎车缓慢地踱一会步,隐约而又清晰的“十二木卡姆”曲调随时都会传入耳膜。 深夜,窗外依旧有音符飞扬着,使人们有恍若隔世的感觉。 洗去沙尘躺在床上,我早忘了白天的苦痛,又沉浸在对明天旅程的期盼中。一如 诗人纳瓦依所作:“芳容乍睹,就使我一见倾心;做你情人,无疑灾难缠身。多少次我决心对你断绝痴念,可日复一日对你更为痴心(节选自十二木卡姆第二套.小赛勒克)。 ”是呵,对于旅行,我又何尝不是一见倾心,爱到极深;虽然时有苦痛缠身,却,日复一日,对它更加痴心…… D3:4月30日,莎车--叶城,晴,沙尘暴转小有风,今天实际骑行戊名码表计骑行74公里 从莎车到叶城的骑行,相比昨天轻松多了。 四个人睡到自然醒,起来看天,沙尘暴转小,也没什么大逆风,由莎车县至泽普县再至叶城县仅约70公里,全程柏油,海拔较平无大幅上升下降,大家心里都很轻松。磨蹭到上午近10点才吃好早餐,好人锅宣布再睡个回笼觉!我和青蛙睡不着便开始整行李,鉴于我昨天的表现,青蛙不声不响拿走了我缚在驮包外的帐篷和3个气罐,至此,20个备用气罐全在青蛙的车上载着。没过几天翻达坂的时候,青蛙又把我的备用外胎绑在了他的高高的一堆行李上。帐篷和外胎这一绑,就帮我载到了阿里!四个人里,经常和我吵架拌嘴甚至翻脸的是青蛙,但帮我最多的,也是青蛙。 四人不紧不慢 一番磨蹭直至12点半光景才出发。自昨日那一场大风沙,那一哭后,俺气力大发,一路3·7档位甚至3·8档位骑过来,很少变换其它档位,真有‘风飞扬’之势哈,害的戊名他们狂追不及,又不放心我一人跑在前,冲我叫停了好几次!(当然俺也知道长途骑行这种骑法不可取,偶尔为之吧) 先经泽普县,再到叶城: 初时尚有小风沙迷漫 : 后来便晴空万里了: 泽普到了:([]
在祖国大陆之外,有一个我们打小称之为宝岛的地方,80后的我们对于日月潭、阿里山耳熟能详,但却从未有机会不受限制的前往一睹其风采。2011年,两岸自由行开放,大陆游客终于可以通过办理申请,不受团队限制地踏上台湾这片热土。自由行开放后的第三个年头,我也终于按耐不住,经过一番准备,开始了台湾之行;时间:2014.04.11--2014.0426地点:宝岛台湾方式:逆时针环岛骑行(大圈)起点:台北桃园中正机场终点:台北桃园中正机场全程:13个骑行日,1300公里台湾海岸线花费:5000元台湾简介:台湾是个呈南北狭长型的海岛,面积约3.6万平方千米,仅占全国的0.38%,却有2300多万人口,高山、丘陵、平原、盆地、岛屿、纵谷与海岸等景观丰富,北回归线恰好从中通过,使台湾同时拥有热带、亚热带、温带等各种自然生态。全省包括台湾岛及兰屿、绿岛、钓鱼岛等21个附属岛屿和澎湖列岛64个岛屿,其中台湾岛海岸线长达1600多千米,这是本次环岛骑行的主战线。1895年,台湾被日本窃据,1945年抗日战争胜利后重归中国版图。所以在如今的台湾,日据时期的建筑、痕迹、管理随处可寻,后面文中我会写到;台湾环岛骑行,一次喂饱眼睛和肚子,更喂饱心灵的旅行;台湾环岛骑行,我将向你展示台湾无敌的海景,更将告诉你,为什么每个去过的人,都会爱上那里;欢迎添加我的联系方式及个人公众号,义务提供入台、环台骑行、摄影咨询;微信:373311053微博:艾欧_里亚微信公众号:格桑花旅行 入台之前,有两个比较大的问需要解决,这也是很多来台背包或者骑行的朋友比较关心的两个问,这里我大概写一下相关的办理流程。第一个问,入台证件的办理;1、你的户籍地需要是已经开放台湾自由行的城市,如北京、天津、上海等,详细的开放城市可以百度搜索一下,不是自由行开放的城市,暂时不能参与台湾自由行,需跟团前往;2、如果你符合上面的要求,那么可以着手办理“两证一”,即台湾通行证,注和入台证。台湾通行证即你在台湾的护照,和注一同在你所在城市的出入境管理处办理(注意,办理这个证件大概需要10个工作日左右);你拿到通行证之后,就可以着手办理入台证和预定飞机票了;入台证在淘宝上即可办理,大概200块左右,一般3到15个工作日可以办理下来。第二个问,自行车如何入台;1、直接飞机托运,一般山地车都在20公斤内,加上一些修车工具和配件,基本正好可以卡在20公斤,把握的好是不用额外花钱托运的;直接走超大行李道,车子简单拆卸后放入装车包即可;2、轮渡入台,优点是不用拆车,缺点是时间不好把握;福建平潭的澳前码头乘坐海峡号,目的地为台湾的台中港或台北港(两个班次,一、三、六发台北港,二、四、五、日发台中港,途中时间分别为台中两个半小时,台北三个小时);3、在台直接租车,3日起租600至800新台币,以后每加一日多加100至200台币。虽然程序上蛮复杂,但相比较后程的体验,个人认为还是超值的。解决掉这两个问,你基本就可以安心等着入台开始旅行了。我的入台证件我是从北京出发,直飞往返大概3000,转机大概2300,我选择后者;自行车需要打包成这个样子开可以在机场托运哦。照片为A大爷和我; 装备一览:睡袋、Mann Zug 楚格三防手机、手车工具、队旗;特别要提一下MANN 猎鹰 三防手机这是第二次长途骑行携带这款手机了,依然是非常结实,不怕淋雨,不怕摔,导航给力!淘宝链接:https//item.taobao.com/item.htm?spm=a230r.1.14.2.75pdqo&id=42228610829&ns=1&abbucket=18&sku=网上搜到一个关于MANN的搞笑视频,这外卖够狠的:https//v.youku.com/v_show/id_XNTQwMDQ2NTYw.html相机、身份证件本次骑行用车,新加坡Aleoca,全程无问,甚至连车胎也没爆过一次。 需要在厦门高崎机场转机,我们半夜到达,需要在这里熬到凌晨再搭乘飞机入台;图为夜幕下的高崎机场。高崎机场附近有免费的WIFI,晚上机场要关闭,所以只能在外面凑合过夜;A大爷今年40岁,老顽童一个,最大的爱好就是到处徒步爬山,旅行世界,曾经环过青海湖,为人心态非常的好,色狼一个,心地善良,哈哈。 D1(4-12),60km,桃园机场~新竹市(桃园机场→竹园→观音乡→新屋→湖口→竹北→新竹市)终于熬到天亮,这么多问都解决了,台湾还远吗?眼巴巴盯着大屏幕起飞12日上午10点半到达桃园机场,入境检查,换台币,换台湾电话卡,调车,忙到十二点,结果被告知机场必须搭乘免费巡回巴士出门,否则重罚。短短一个小时时间,已经与台湾警察,大哥大店MM,机场服务员打过招呼,初步印象,接触的每个台湾人都在履行着自己的工作职业,热情,亲和力强。出了这里,台湾自由行即刻开始;兑换台币,就在出机场的大厅里,很显眼,大概1比4.7的样子;最大面值1000一张;机场出口附近有免费领取的台湾旅游图,台湾地图台湾大哥大,15日吃到饱套餐,不限流量3G上网,台湾的3G速度非常快,可两三人共用一张卡,用WIFI 热点连接上网即可。简单个手续即可以开卡上网打电话出了机场大楼,A大爷和我兴冲冲地开始装车:将车包拆开,各种零件摆在地上,装前轮、安车座、调脚踏...二人齐心协力花了一个小时,待完成全部装车工作,收拾好凌乱的场地时,已是满头大汗。在这期间,有数位台湾民众上前来询问是否需要帮忙。似乎一切办理妥当,正当我两跃跃欲试准备骑车出发时,一位路过的机场工作人员提醒我们,桃园机场不可以骑脚踏车进出,如果被抓到会被重罚的哦,如果想出机场到达可以骑车的地方,需要先乘坐机场内的免费巡回巴士。她看了看我们装好的单车,不确定的说,但是不知道你们的车和行李是否能上这个巴士,保险起见,你们还是全拆了,打成包乘坐。我两当时傻了眼,如此这番的话,又要花费我们两个小时。机场附近此时天气炎热,我们心生焦急,脑门直冒汗。抱着侥幸能登上巡回巴士的心理,我们又找到一位机场的安保人员求帮忙。他是一位反恐特警,但是没有一点警察的架子,非常热心的陪我们前往巡回巴士车站,到了车站后告诉我们要如何跟巴士司机解释,要坐到哪一站才可以开始骑行。十五分钟后,巡回巴士进站停车,我和前面的司机讲了我们的情况,得到了非常有亲和力的回复:从后门将脚踏车搬上来就好,不要着急,我可以等你们。巴士上乘客不多,有数的几个人知道我们是从大陆来环台,也对我两报以钦佩的目光。来台刚刚不到两小时,心生感动良多次。在这里开始装车车辆安装完毕,以为一切搞定巡回巴士站台桃园机场出机场区域没有给脚踏车骑行的车道,切记!自行车直接上巴士,在大陆从未有过的待遇巴士车出机场,到达有自行车道的车站,别过巴士司机,环岛之旅这才正式开始。加油,A大爷! 初到台湾,一切似乎都很新鲜:马上路稀少的车辆、路边随处可见的槟榔西施和711便利超商、机车(摩托车)和自行车的数量多于汽车、不时路过会看到大片在路边的墓地等等。这是刚刚开始的新奇的旅行,这一路会遇到什么人和事,体验何种民族风俗,太值得首次来台的我们期待。普及一些台湾的小常识:快速路,即大陆这边的高速路,没有任何收费站,也看不到交警,所以如果你选择错误,会骑上高速。。。机车,即摩托车;铁马,也叫脚踏车,即自行车;牵车,即推车;不会,即谢谢的意思;网咖,就是网吧;简讯,我们的手机短信;冰店,冷饮店台湾有很多有名的冰店,如建华冰店。机场附近有一家超丽冰店,老板原是福建人,在台三十几年;天气炎热,来份1000CC的黄桃汁,蛮爽。槟榔西施的铺子,后面我会写路上见过的那些西施们;台湾的土地归民众所有,他们有自由买卖土地的权力; 当然,也就有在随意在自己的土地上盖建筑物的权力;图为台61号线路边的墓地;路上遇到一对父子,父亲在前面一直骑,头也不回,儿子紧紧的跟着。脚踏车运动在台湾非常的普及,桃园、新竹等县区甚至有专门的脚踏车专用高架,供民众沿海骑行使用。便利超商即我们这边的超市。在台的那些日子,可能接触最多的地点,就是台湾的便利超商。在台湾,711、全家、OK等超商随处可见,即便是在偏远的山区、村镇,也可以很容易的找到便利超商的身影。拿711为例,在台几乎是万能的,你可以在711购物,可以取现还款,可以充话费,可以邮寄包裹,甚至可以睡觉、洗漱。在台的这半个月,我们的中饭基本是在711解决的。台湾一些商品的物价我一次换了20000新台币; 台湾这个时候也蛮热,一般吃过中饭,为了躲避太阳,防止骑行中暑,我们会在超商店里休息一两个小时;街头的自助洗衣店,大概50新台币左右洗一桶衣服,40分钟左右即可取出。明晃晃的天空,酷热中骑行,好在一切都充满新鲜感;不要与天抗争,气温高就多休息,保持状态和体力,等傍晚气温降下来,再加把劲是上策;我的Aleoca 单车台湾西线的自然风景较东线要略逊一些,但就环境来说,依然干净整齐。A大爷忍不住停下拍照太阳斜下,气温渐渐降低,这一天中骑行速度的高峰随之到来 下午5点左右,骑行至桃园新屋乡笨港村,远远看到一座巨大的铜像矗立在路边的一座村庄内,便驱车前往一探究竟。原来,这是新屋乡的圣母娘娘庙,旁边这座铜像高30.5米,重100吨,遥望着永安海港,手持宝瓶、法相庄严,矗立天后宫旁,是新屋乡的新地。台湾妈祖信仰妈祖是以中国大陆东南沿海为中心、包括东亚(琉球、日本、韩国及东南亚)海洋地区的海神信仰,又称天上圣母 、天后、天后娘娘、湄洲娘妈等。台湾早期汉人移民多自中国大陆福建闽南地区渡海而来,台湾又四面环海,海上活动频繁,因此海神妈祖成为台湾人最普遍信仰的神明之一。无论是大小街庄、山海聚落,还是通都大邑,都可看到妈祖庙。据说,仅台湾一地就有妈祖庙510座。妈祖信仰传到台湾以后,逐渐发展出属于自己的特色。有学者认为妈祖已发展出与中国妈祖不同的特性:“‘妈祖’在中国福建的南方原是‘出海妈祖’,仅是渔民的守护神。然而,在台湾的妈祖已成‘过海妈祖’,她在历史上已成离开中国的移民祈求平安到台湾的过海守护神。目前台湾奉祀妈祖创建庙的大致可分为三大派:一是军派或称水师派,主要是以跟随明郑成功光复台湾子弟兵后代为主;二是官派又名仕绅派,多为清康熙施琅提督攻台统治的官员后代为主;三是民间派-多为海员、渔民、工商界人士和迁移居百姓为最多。每年农历三月二十三日是妈祖的诞辰。在这一天,各地的妈祖庙都会张灯结彩、演戏并伴随盛大的绕境祭礼行列,非常热闹。夜幕降临,A大爷和我在一家路边小馆简单吃了点饭菜,继续骑行到达新竹市区。几经打听后前往新竹渔港,找了一块离公共卫生间近的地方搭帐篷露营。这一天的骑行距离不长,权作是首日适应热身。台湾首日,迎来夜幕青菜里也放海产品面里也有,还真不适应;一顿饭二人大概花费260新台币,约合人民币60块钱;每到一个村镇,都可以见到类似这样的庙宇宫殿;A大爷骑行穿过一处隧道当晚我们的营地; D2(4-13),124km,新竹市~鹿港小镇(南寮渔港→竹南→后龙→通宵→清水→龙井区→鹿港小镇)假如你先生来自鹿港小镇 请问你是否看见我的爹娘 我家就住在妈祖庙的后面 卖着香火的那家小杂货店 假如你先生来自鹿港小镇 请问你是否看见我的爱人 想当年我离家时她一十八 有一颗善良的心和一卷长发没错,这首脍炙人口的歌曲从小听到大。我一直梦想过,要去真正的鹿港小镇。3今天,我的目的地就是,鹿港小镇。图为鹿港小镇,妈祖庙。妈祖庙的后面长啥样,后面发图。本次环台骑行共露营6天,平均每两天露营一次。露营地点一般安排在当地特色或景色别致的地方,如台湾的国小、国中、渔港、公园等。台湾有非常好的户外运动环境,可以露营的地点选择非常多,尤其是在西线海边,常常有专门设立好的帐篷露营区。昨日营地,A大爷正在收帐篷;营地离海边很近,附近有块大草坪,早上有看到蛮多晨跑的人;附近厕所边有棵大榕树,估摸有上千岁;台湾的厕所厕所在台湾被称为化妆室,大都非常干净整洁,内部设施人性化。像下图这个化妆室,就在我们的营地附近,还设有专门的育婴室,为带宝宝的妈妈们提供方便。在男化妆室中,厕坑还分坐式和蹲式两种。这边的房子看着都是这个风格,早餐和午餐一般在711解决;台湾西线,晴天时一直是这个颜色,明晃晃的感觉,很热,空**呛芡ㄍ专用自行车车道不到台湾,身在大陆的我们想不到自行车运动在台湾有多么的普及和受重视。从行车用的专用车道来说,几乎每个台湾的县市都有开辟,自行车道和机动车道完全的分离,在重要的城市,甚至有专门为自行车骑行建设的过街天桥、小高架桥。新竹至竹南这段骑行路,专用自行车道更是穿越海岸边的丛林,一直向台南延伸。新竹附近的专用自行车道这种骑行环境和安全程度,宅人怕是也会坐不住放心大胆向前骑,不会有机动车打扰你享受运动时光;据说在台湾,机动车上自行车专用道,要被重罚!还是那句话,最好的人生,在路上;([
——前序—— 是的,我又犯了拖沓的毛病,不晓得是因为此行归来身边突发的一些变故,还是因为深秋过后必然是冬的慵懒,总之,惰性在身心里肆意蔓延,让十.一的游记一拖再拖。几天前一个偶然的机会为一位好友翻开“七藏沟”的相片,曾经的时光乍现眼前,让我不由自主的在行前的户外讨论群里敲打上一句“我,打算写游记了……”是的,就这样,就这样轻轻地想念一下,心,便微微的悸动在行云流水的路上——记忆沿着来路,彷佛眉眼处所见到的“七藏沟”的秋色就像刚出窑的青花瓷,带着一抹薄薄的紫蓝色的晕绽放着令人怦然心动的美……——记 低首尘埃,让我们在这个冬季共同找回那份秋天的绚烂,和路上那个真实而温暖的你……是的,时间带不走浓于水的亲情,岁月留不住虚幻的友情,真正的情谊无需想起,因为,因为我们从未忘记——无论她(他)在或不在,你我都会惦念。今天,在这里,愿我那情如父母的亲人不再受尽病痛的折磨;愿此行分别后不久因交通事故离去的队友“小陈”在天堂里依旧会快乐行走……——记 生命从开始就注定了是一次出人意料的奇遇,无论从哪里启程,与亲人,与朋友,一旦相遇谁都无法拒绝和抗拒。但愿这一辈子我们都能带着一份美好的憧憬,笃定在一段共同的旅程上,不论分别后是再一次相逢的拥抱,还是从此化作深深的缅怀,我们都要感谢生命,感谢生活,感谢所有的“遇见你”……——记 是的,你可以说我矫情,只是我知道,知道这里的每一个字符都包含着梦想的痕迹,每一张色彩都代表着脚步丈量的行径,我是真心的怀念这段曾经走过的路和那路上的朋友,希望这一路无论是相得还是相失,愿我们都能记得今生的这段美好。今天,我愿把记忆中的这些东西在这里倾诉,送给所有热爱户外生活的朋友,也希望它们能漂洋过海、翻山越岭送给远方的队友——只为曾随心而行……——记1、队长:江西赣州的“窗边的小豆” 2、队友:安徽合肥的“渐行渐远”3、队友:上海的“牛马岁月”4、队友:上海的“小陈” 5、队友:广西柳州的“东南(烧烤大叔)”6、队友:广西柳州的“冰点”7、队友:浙江宁波的“一森”8、队友:江苏连云港的“大灰狼”9、队友:提前下撤的浙江温州的“山鹰山音”10、队友:提前下撤的浙江温州的“随心”11、队友:提前下撤的广东深圳的“Joey”([]
Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangMr YANG Liusong, a Chinese who just finished the first solo traverse over Chang Tang by cycling from west to east in recorded human history, shared his stunning Expedition with all of us through the forum 8264 https//bbs.8264.com/thread-512349-1-1.html . In order to share his legendary journey with those who cannot read Chinese, I translate his story to English here, which has been approved by Mr YANG Liusong. Hope you guys enjoy it.为了让杨同学的传奇能让全世界的驴友分享,俺决定把杨同学的帖子翻译成英文。为了避免麻烦,俺先来个免责声明:1。杨同学不认识俺,也没有授权俺,如果他说不要翻译了那俺就随时终止;2。俺没有商业目的,译版版权归杨同学,俺啥也不要,也不承担法律责任;3。没有杨同学授权,不敢擅自发在国外网站,发在原帖处,荣誉归8264;4。俺英语水平有限,欢迎指正,欢迎转贴。 Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangBy Yang LiusongIt has been three months since I traversed the unpopulated region in the Great Chang Tang. There are many like-minded asking me about it. I now present this thread to briefly tell everybody about my journey.The starting point of this traverse was from the highest peak of the western part of the Tibetan plateau, Jieshan Daban, and the day was April 20, 2010.I was heading eastward passing Bungdag Co, Yanghu Co, Rola Co, and Kangzhagri Mountain, which crossed over the desolate region from west to east. The journey continued northward to enter the unpopulated area of Altun Mountains, through Hoh Xil Mountains, Kunlun Mountains, Whale lake, ..., finally met some people by the Aqqikkol Hu and then arrived in Huatugou by vehicle three days later and that day was July 5. It had been 77 days in total. I had been all alone 74 days after leaving Jieshan Daban until arriving inAqqikkol Hu, which was about 1400km and about four months.[The Great Chang Tang] In Tibetan, "Chang Tang" means northern empty wilderness while narrowly, means unpopulated region in northern part of Tibet. However, it actually indiCATes all of the no man's land in northern. The great Chang Tang includes desolate places in Northern Tibet, Hoh Xil, Alun Mountains, and Kunlun Mountains, which are interconnected to form the unique and super empty wilderness in the world. Only because Hoh Xil is the most known name, most people just think this vast land is equivalent to Hoh Xil. In reality, Hoh Xil is only a small piece of the Great Chang Tang both administratively and geologically. The Great Chang Tang, the last land to chase your freedom and dream.The route that I traversed ForeplayI arrived in Tibet in the early March, a couple of troubles bothered me. The brand new plug got its positive and negative wrongly connected; the rivets of my rucksack eASIly got broken from now and again; and a multi-functional charger got damaged and so on. Riding my bike to Ngari for warming up of this journey, lost my rucksack but later got it back; lost my camera bag and got it back later again, and finally lost a big bicycle pannier in the street of Gyangze town under the eyes of police, including clothes, solar panel and so on.Without much choice, I returned to Lhasa to adjust all the stuff I would need in the wilderness. Then I begged some luck by going to Nyingchi to enjoy the blossoms of peach trees and to take a hot spring bath. I even had the privilege to enjoy time with ten girls in the hot spring. I felt my bad luck had all gone and then returned to Lhasa again to prepare going to Ngari. I did not expect that I was cheated on by some hustler and lost some money and delayed my schedule for a week. I had to find a car myself quickly to Nagri. However, I lost the tool for fast-parting my rear wheel on my way to Nagri, where was a remote area in Tibet and nowhere to buy the tool. Even if there was one in Lhasa it would take at least ten days for a special delivery service. I was lucky that my mate Duola asked a driver to bring the tool for me from Lhasa. I thought there should be no more nightmare like this but the nozzle of my brand new multi-fuel stove was broken. The next day I tried everywhere to weld them back together. The first three shops could not do the welding for copper. The fourth one said they could do it but could not guarantee a sUCCess. The engineer said it would be ten Chinese yuans if it was a success. I agreed. Just in seconds, my nozzle became crap in a flash of lightening. I was so upset. Again, Duola helped me by bringing her own MSR oil stove and Dingding's sleeping bag to Nagri. That was already April 16 and I did not have much time to waste. The following day I found a vehicle heading to Jieshan Daban.The sand storm over Yarlung Zangbo RiverA lonely peach tree blossoming in Yarlung Zangbo Grand CanyonNatural hot spring in wild, me singing and drinking (photo by a friend of mine) Day 1(April 20), 16km, Camping 5192mIt was a truck with a full load of iron wastes, arriving in Jieshan Daban at 6'o clock in the morning. It was still night and extremely cold and dark. Driver was not bothered to pop his head out of the driving cab. I climbed up on the top of the iron wastes, taking my bicycle down. In a hurry, I punched my old water bag. Fortunately I had another MSR water bag given by a friend of mine otherwise I would definitely fail without even starting my journey. For the first time for me to set up the brand new tent in strong, cold winds. It would be impossible to do so if the tent was not a whole piece. Extremely cold outside, about -15C, might be lower than that, I put my head into the sleeping bag but was nearly suffocated to death, honestly. The smell of Dingding's sleeping bag was, lol, so extraordinary. I woke up around 11 o'clock. There were still strong winds outside so that I had to use my bodyweight to keep the tent in place. At the time when I just started to cook and eat, four patrolling soldiers approached me. To their surprise someone, in this season, camped in Jieshan Daban. I was so nervous and afraid they were the people to block my journey because I was caught and deported from the desolate land last year. Luckily the four soldiers did not know my destination and were very kind to me. After they left, I immediately packed my stuff and pushed my bike into the depths of the unpopulated area just in case anything unexpected happened.The bike was very heavy due to the provisions and hard to control. There was even a quite small hill that I had to remove my bike panniers to get over it. This really struck me because this happened even the path was still the hardship one at the moment and I could not imagine what I would do once I entered the uncertain, endless wilderness. Until now I had not met anyone, even the nomadic pastoralists. I remembered there were quite a few of them roaming at the edge of the northern Tibetan plateau last year. All of these indicated it was not the good pasture season in such low temperature and strong winds. Around 16km there was a sheep cote, where I passed it last year, east of Lungmu Co. I was exhausted at this point so that I decided to camp in here and to rest my head. After arranging tent everything I went out to look for the wetland discovered by Duola and Liumeng last year. I was determined to find it.There were many hot springs in the wetland which were underground water with a constant temperature. The wetland therefore became an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such harsh weather, which was the very unique land feature of terrain in this over 5200m highland.Perpetual snow in the valley blown to corn shape by strong windsThis wetland was discovered by Duola and Liumeng. The workers at a nearby mine did not know it and I too missed it last yearUnderground water with a constant temperature, an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such icy weather 感谢大伙儿支持和加分,不一一回复了。特别感谢多啦,希望能有机会一起喝酒吃肉。 Day 2 (April 21), 0km, Camping5192mBlustering gale all night, up and down like ocean waves. The next day rather than continuing to travel, I stayed inside the sheep cote, hesitating and pondering over. Indeed, there were so many problems before this journey;I did not have sufficient physical preparation;the load had already reached its limitation; I still coughed a lot;the weather was so extreme and cold. All in all, I did not think this journey was well prepared and I did not have confidence in completing this journey mentally and physically. To do, or not to do, it was the question. Similarly I did not have confidence in my facilities, not knowing whether all of them would work functionally or not. The fact was one of the rivets got broken again and the front rack came loose. In the afternoon, I replaced all the rivets of the panniers with screws I had prepared before. This was an excellent job I had done which gave me no further troubles throughout my whole journey. I also re-adjusted the front rack. However I did not think it would definitely all right because I did not have a tool to do it. When the darkness descended,I made up my mind to continue my journey, which, of course, was not beyond any imagination. Orchid-like weedsSmall springs everywhere, clear and chillyA thin layer of ice covering the fresh spring water The sheep cote, it was the door under the sleeping bag, which was in the same place as last year, everything looked like yesterdayThe wetland at duskLungmu Co at dusk. You could hear the gigantic sound of wind if the picture had a sound Day 3 (April 22), 52.4km, Camping 5145mGot up in the morning, could not put everything into the bags. Without much choice I had to throw away three portions of tsampa, elbow pads, and crampons. Following the road of the lead-zinicmine I found the side path to enter the wilderness, which was on the riverbed and very hard to see. I missed this side path last year so that I had to take a short cut into the wilderness directly then. That was why I had taken extra care to find the side path. The following journey was to get over a big hill, which lay 5275m above sea level and was the highest point of my whole journey. Around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I passed the side path leading to Orba Co and started a journey which was complete strange to me. I ate a piece of pilot breads, which was frozen like rocks so that I had to use my spade to crush it. At 6 o'clock in the evening, I had pushed plus rode my bicycle for about 32 km. I reckoned I should have been able to double this if I did no carry such heavy load. The wind became stronger and stronger. I opened the parasail kits and tested it. The result was far beyond what I expected. With the aid of the strong wind I was just like flying over the wilderness. After 8 o'clock in the evening, I started to observe the water Source and to get ready to camp. Map showed there were successive springs along the path and assembled to puddles. But I had overestimated the water source here in this land and in this season there were endless wilderness inside the valley, where I could not see a single drop of water. As it became darker and darker, I felt a little bit nervous which resulted in three spokes of the parasail broken and became a useless rubbish. Anyway, it helped me to move forward 20km more which benefited me a lot later on. When time approached 9.30 pm, it was almost completely dark. I had to lie my bike on the ground and went on to try to find water on the north side of the valley. This was a wide and flat sandy land, where I could not see any ditches there and further was complete darkness. I returned to get my GPS to look up the contours and found the south part of the valley was closer to a hill so I took the way. Finally I found a piece of ice in a ditch. I smashed about 20litre of ice. The ice was quite shallow scattered with sheep poo. On my way back, my eyes were hurt by strong winds, which got me a couple of days to recover. It was nearly 23 o'clock after I set up the tent. It also took about 40 mins to melt the ice. I was so tired and my appetite was completely spoiled. I then had a little bit of milk. I had never expected thing would go like this, it was so distressing. Streams along the path, ice everywhereThe river flew into Matou Hu, in whose north part there was a satellite lake, a wonderful ice-skating court It took 40mins to melt the ice in midnight Day 4 (April 23), 31km, Camping 5028mA cloudy day with gusts. From now and again, hails chased me from behind. Sunny spell. Heavy sandy land made me have to push my bike. At 3pm, I arrived at Luxing Hu, where there was a house made of clay. This was the last permanent building of my journey. Last year, Duola and Liumeng once lived in this house for three days without meeting anybody. It seemed it was the same but the truck parking in front of the house made me worry about. I went to the sheep cote first to check over, where there were only a few lambs following me everywhere I went later on. This made me feel warm in my heart. I observed farther places using my binoculars but could not see any people or sheeps. After making sure there were no people around I opened the locked door using a screwdriver. The living room was very clean. There were two boxes of beverages on the ground and a string of cured lamb legs hanging over in the interior room. A pot of water was on the top of the stove, lukewarm, which indicated the host must be not far away from his home. I filled up my water bag and left the house. I also put the screws back to the door in order not to leave any trace of my visiting. I then took a spanner from the toolbox of the truck, which gave me great help for the rest of the journey.I left the house as quickly as possible. After last year's experience, the nomadic pastoralists were the last people I wanted to meet. A few hundred meters away from the house, the vehicle traces were fading fast. Even downhill, I had to push rather than to ride because of the heavy loose sand. From the route point of view, only after Luxing Hu it was the real unpopulated land. After many days, I thought of the lamb legs from time to time. It was pity that I then had plenty of provisions and the bike was too heavy to carry anything more. Continue to melt the ice under the morning sunshine, all of the sheep poo had been removed carefullyCamping site, the little hill over there was the place where I got the ice last nightThe house by the Luxing Hu, empty, the last permanent building I saw throughout my journeyDay 5 (April 24), 19.8km, Camping 4951mSet off at 10.30 in the morning, the weather was similar to yesterday. Probably this road was the high plain or somewhere the wind passed so that it was so windy. The average wind speed was degree 6 but could reach degree 9 in the blick of an eye. The road was still full of sand and very heavy to walk on it. My eyes became worse under such harsh weather. About three o'clock in the afternoon, I saw something in my right, looked like antenna. I went closer to see what it was and found out it was an iron tower (the triangulation station). In 1970s, a joint team from Chinese three military regiments entered this area doing research. They have left a lot of triangulation stations and benchmarks, which I had the priviledge to see them today.At dusk, I approached to a spring by the Bungdag Co, which flew into the frozon lake. The sand and soil, brought by the strong wind, scattered on the surface of the ice all over the lake. There were so many cracks around the icey surface of the lake. I geussed it must be caused by the springs under the water rather than by melted ice. In the west of the Bungdag Co was the side path leading to Keriya Pass, where a SUV could reach directly. I had looked out any vehicle Tracks but failed. The cloudy sky started to snow. I set up the tent comfortably because I knew that I was safe having such a sweet spring beside me.Triangulation station erected by scientists from the joint research team on Chang Tang of three military regiments in 1971[size=+0]The gap between water and ice in Bungdag Co, I guessed there must be some springs under the lakeThe storm just above the ground, a chaotic darkness[size=+0]Icy Bungdag Co,one of the four biggest lakes in Northern Tibet, wild ducks flying over this vastness and lonenessSnowing at any time, should not happen so frequently like this in this seasonDay 6 (April 25), 4.3km, Camping 5002mWeathering landforms everywhere around this area. Spongy volcanic rocks could be found easily. I pushed my bike turning around a small hill, seeing a big river, the Yinshui He, flowing from Orba Co into Bungdag Co, which I had been to its upstream last year. It was also a passage for animal migration. The downstream of the river was extremely wide and broad. The thickess of the ice layer could reach one meter with the main stem in the middle course of the river, very deep. There were a few springs along the river, sweet and clear.I only went forward a little bit more than 4km but I had walked more than 20km for finding my way. It was not possible to cross the main stem, let alone the north bank of Bungdad Co. What I could only do was to try to find a shallow place to cross. But the southern area was a even larger piece of wetland and forced the road turn towards west. I spent a couple of hours but failed to find a good point to cross the river. In the afternoon, I decided to follow the edge of the wetland. When I reached the hill foot, the wetland finally disappeared. Around this area, there were clearly volcanic feature of terrain and I even found traces of pasturing and cairns made from volcanic rock.Here was the last pasturing trace I found throughout my journey, I guessed it was a summer pasture area. After this, there was no clear sign of human activities in this vast wilderness. I had been looking for my ways until it was dark. I made up my mind where to go TOMOrrow. The terrain here looked like Yardang landforms, as well as volcanic landforms The Yinshui He river from Orba CoSprings scattered all over the river bank, painted green by lovely algaeThe river was very deep. The mixture of green and amber colour showed the sand and mud carried by the melted iceThick layer of ice, sunken surface caused by strong gustsThe south course of the Yinshui He, countless small streams. To the right was the wetlandLooking for ways in the east, a trace of pasturing and the cairn made from spongy volcanic rocksMy camp, opposite to the hillDay 7 (April 26), 11km, Camping 5009mI moved forward to the direction I found yesterday, turning around the wetland and walking toward east. At 2pm, I was blocked by the zigzag Yinshui He again and I had no choice but to cross it. The river was about 700m wide, covered by ice which appeared very different. The hanging ice, the folding ice, the piling-up ice, the icy puddle, and the sleet were everywhere along the river bank. Having noticed all of these, I reckoned the river would be receding at dusk, which was why there were so many different shapes and forms of ice. I put my slipper on, going into the main stream of the river. I found there were at least three different courses of the river, the thickness of the surface ice varied and the river water reached above my knees. I sighed there would be no way back once I crossed this river. There are many ways in one's life too, you can only take it once and you will no long have the courage to repeat it.I pushed the bike crossing the river. Some of the ice was a bit soft, jamming the tyres so that I had to use my feet to break them first. Some of the ice was a bit thick but with half-melted underneath, sticking the the bike completely, some of the ice was half-water half-ice with a sandy riverbed, which was really hard to pass. I had to remove all of the panniers at the last stage of the crossing. I spent the whole four hours to cross the river, my legs got many bloody cuts. At 6pm, the surface ice was almost disappeared completely, the river level rapidly rising to a chaotic status. I thought if I hesitated a little bit at that time, I could not have the courage to cross this river under such circumstances. The river bank was unimaginably sandy and was quite steep. I had to unloaded the panniers again to reach the top of the bank. By the time of sunset, the weather became exceptionally good. The sunlight from the descending sun, the blue sky, the faint moon, .... I liked such a colorful and peaceful Chang Tang and very much enjoyed my camp and myself bathed in such beautiful colour.The ice like this was very thin and suspended, far away from the main stemHard surface with half-melted underneath, the soft sand at the botton was most scaryThe ice like this could easily jam the wheels, hard to get it outI had to unload the panniersChaotic water and terrible hails turned up in no timeThe Chang Tang at the moment liked it used to be,a mixture of cold and warm tones under the golden setting sun Day 8 (April 27), 14.6km, Camping 5112mLast night, I forgot to bring in the odometer, which was out of order due to the coldness in midnight. Since then I used GPS to check the mileage. The digital thermometer was no longer working. I had to use mercury thermometer to collect data. Night temperatures were basically between –15℃—–20℃ while the temperature inside my tent was about –10℃. The advantage of the integrated tent was that it limited the ventilation so to keep warm inside. However, it got clearly disadvantage of heavy condensation and dew. Every morning, there was plenty of frost inside the tent so that I had to put my hood on First Before fully getting dressed. The winds in Chang Tang finally became consistent with the pattern I had researched the other day no or very tiny wind in the morning, strong wind started after 2pm, and then at around 8pm its strength was reduced again. The accuracy of this prediction was about 80%.The road was very bad today. I walked whole afternoon in an ancient riverbed and it was so difficult that I had to use all of my strengths to move a small step forward and then to stop to breath, slower than a snail. After five hours' struggling, my eyes got wet when I saw the grassy river bank. Finally! The nightmare was over.Cold and clear morningHeavy morning condensation in the interior, a lot of frost to clearSuch dawning sunlight indicated a cloudy day ahead Day 9 (April 28), 18km, 5072mIn the morning I entered a range of sandy roads which were so terrible. The solar panel specially designed for GPS got short circuited. After checking it was found to be the diode got damaged. Luckily I got a replacement. Because the GPS was exclusively supplied by a solar panel so that it was no longer a problem for the power supplement of GPS. In a period of 70 days, I did replace the battery once, which saved me a lot of alkaline batteries. I did have another solar panel of 5.4 W which was used specifically for 7.5V Camera, DV and other digital facilities. Unlike water, I had never been short of power.At 7pm in the evening, I arrived at Pur Co. The surface of this lake was very odd the ice by the river bank rose and the river bank was broken, I reckoned that was due to the strong winds. The ice there was mingled with something yellow, could be the stain of alkali. There were many wild yaks on the other side of the lake. There could be two brown bears but I could not be for certain. On the east side of the lake, there was a peninsula leading to the centre of the lake. I camped just opposite to the peninsula. At night , I smashed the ice to get drinking water, which tasted alkali. For the first time I cooked the cereals, which was brought completely by accident. This was just because I found there was a little bit of extra space when I was in Nagri packing the stuff for this journey so that I bought two packs of cereals. It tasted disgusting, probably there was too much alkali in the water. I threw away half of it. Later I realised that probably I subconsciously felt that the provisions was so heavy. I would rather make it lighter at any cost.Dry all my stuff in the morning sun, a routine matterA faint dusk in Pur CoThe river bank pushed up by ice and opened like zipper by gustsThe pushed up surface of the iceThe place where I got my drinking water, a thin layer of ice behind the ablation corns The moment just before sun set, glittering Pur Co, nothing was the same差点儿没找到俺自己的帖子,原来变色了。多谢各位鼓励。 Day 10 (April 29), 16km, Camping 5141mIn the morning, I walked around the north bank of the Pur Co, where it were continuous ups and downs sprinkled with light yellow sprouts across the sparse grassland. The wild yaks clustered into small groups. All of a sudden, there was a group of five of them running towards me, blowing a huge cloud of dust with the power of thunderbolts,I believed that anyone who did not know the characters of the wild yaks must be frightened to death under such circumstances. The fact was the wild yaks in groups never injured people. Rushing to you just to show you its territory. When they approached people at certain distance, they would turn sharply and run away, and then stopped somewhere high to stare at you. You can not imagine that the wild yaks were very cautious animals compared with its almost one ton of weight. Their first reaction, when meeting people, was to raise their tails, the front hooves rubbing against the ground, the horns pointing forward, the eyes redden, and the long body hair shaking, all of which showed their determination to fight.This was the warning sign that you should retreat. However, you should realise that this was only a gesture that they were afraid of you and wanted to scare you away. The thing was that if you were not afraid of them and moved forward, they would run away in no time. There were only some mad yaks attacking people, which was really rare to happen. In Chang Tang, an experienced driver know that it is very dangerous to pass directly from two or three lonely wild yaks. They always tried to avoid confronting them directly. If this was not possible, they would lit a cigarette, smoking, to wait until the yaks walked away themselves. This was because the wild yaks really could attack vehicles, which was not completely rumors. I once asked them why I had not been attacked. They told me that because my bike was so small they would not be bothered to attack it. My own experience was that approaching a wild yak very slowly, do not look into its eyes, and ignored what it was doing. As long as it moved forward a little bit, just stop and give the yaks a little bit of time to think. Because if you forced the yak, it could be themost dangerous animal in the world and nothing could stop them killing. Even a gunshot could not kill it but only left a small hole in its skin. In the past, the nomads living near this land would use yaks' skin as chopping board which was very much endurable. At noon, I lost my balacLAVA, which was brand new and I had never used it once. I could not be bothered to go back tofind it. This resulted in that I had to have my fleece hat day and night in the rest of my journey, which did not provide fully protection from the sun in the plateau. But somehow I was all right, perhaps because my skin is similar to those of yaks, lol. At around half past one, I found a deserted Jeep, upside down. I felt it could be there for years and it could be the vehicle of someillegal HUNTERs. Nowadays, we have wildlife conservation reserves in Chang Tang and the animals here are well protected. However, some people kills the wild yaks to sell them as the domestic yak's meat. In general, it is worth 10,000 Chinese yuans for a single wild yak. Therefore many people take the risk to make money. They often enter the unpopulated areas to hunt and their activities can reach 200 km in diameter. This is why the wild yaks in the deep wilderness are less afraid of people than thoseat the boundaries of the Chang Tang region.There once happened that a wild yak mother revenged its baby's murder in the Altun mountains. Its horns pierced the killer's chest and held his body over its head for more than ten days, which was very touching.Around 3pm, I walked out of the Pur basin. The next point was Hong Shan Daban and then it was the Yueya Hu by the Toze Gangri. At this time I found a vehicle track from south to north. I checked over but could not find the way where they had gone. I took my map, GPS, and compass, climbing up a small hill to estimate the location of Hong Shan Daban. The mountain was very round and it was hard to find the mountain pass. After determining the location of the Daban, I moved straightforward. When I passed a messy grassland, I saw something that I was reluctant to see more than hundreds of wild yaks' head scattered all over, which was definitely the scene of the illegal hunting. After that it was a very long ancient river bed with soft sand slowly rising until the foot of the mountain.There are some spines on the surface of the tongues of wild yaks, which are used by nomads in this area as combs. They use them from their teens to the time when their hair becomes silver.The deserted Jeep, could be left by illegal hunters years agoThe slaughtered wild yaks with the wheel size heads. Some of the skulls were chopped into half. Why was that? Could be taken away for making combs?My camp at the foot of the Daban underthe lingering golden rays of the setting sun. Tomorrow's weather must be wonderful, I reckoned Day 11(April 30), 20.4km, Camping 5120mThe surface of the road leading to Hong Shan Daban was very hard, most of them were small rocks, sort of gravels, plus a quite long downhill slope, I pushed my bike more than 20km for the first time after Luxing Hu. The mountain pass was quite flat, just like a broad ridge, it was 5256m above the sea level. Upon arriving at the pass, Toze Gangri of 6356m was in my sight clearly, very much round and there was no back bone like normal snow covered mountains. Most of the snow mountains in Chang Tang looked like this probably it was due to the geological movements. There were quite a few chirus or Tibetan antelopes in the valley but I was not interested in this kind of animals anymore after I witnessed a large scale of migration of such animals last year elsewhere.The herbivorous animals here are very quick to reach its original size of the population, such as wild yaks, chirus, Tibetan gazelle, pika, and marmot. When you go into the depths of the Chang Tang, you could hardly be surpised by the sudden appearance of the chirus because they are so common in here. At this time of year, the chirus have already male-female parted. You could see many pregnant female chirus but hardly see any males. According to recent research, Zonag Co is not the only lake for breeding. There are at least four of them in the whole Chang Tang. Zonag Co, Tuzi Hu, Heishi Beihu, and another lake I can not remember. I think there must be more than four of them and most of the populations do not migrant long way like most people used to think. They generally migrant from south to north between Central Mountains and Kunlun Mountains.The chirus looks very timid but are very curious about outside world. They are not really afraid of people, particularly in the depth of the Chang Tang. The nearest distance we can approach is about 30m. They just stare at you calmly and think who you are and why you move so slow. They would run in front of you. Look like they are afraid of you but the fact is they are playing with you. A man's own character shapes his fortune. This is of course suit for animals too. The chirus are the typical one. They have a super speed and a pair of sharp antlers. If they are crazy, three of them work together could easily kill a wolf. But as you might have known, their antlers are just for fighting to mate with females.Down the Daban there was a very steep and straight road, I tried to ride the bicycle but ended up with falling over. The front rack came loose and one of the pannier flew into valley. The foot of the mountain was the Yueya Hu covered by ice, which was alake full of heavy metal elements. Along the lake bank there were many stark rocks very much weathered, lining up just like castles or houses. This made me stop to investigate what they were from time to time, I did understand they were just rocks though but they were so real like the figures of real people. On of them even made me hide in a ditch, observing them again and again using my binoculars. There were also many black volcanic rocks. All in all, the features of this area were really unusual.Passed over the Yueya Hu, it was an endless ancient lake bed. What my GPS showed was this area was a big lake like tentacles. I looked around, it was endless wilderness without a piece of ice and a drop of water. Roughly, I estimated this lake bed was about 1200 square meters. I had to tell you that Chang Tang was a place where there was no high-resolution map. The marks in the map often were some kind of memory. Just like this ancient lake bed under my feet, may be it was full of water a few years ago. Who knows. Pushing the bike in such an endless lake bed was very easy to get lost. My mind was in a chaotic status too.The migration of the animals, photo taken last year The road rising up to the Daban, full of gravels, very hard, ideal for pushing your bikeThe Yueya Hu gazed at by the round and smooth Toze Gangri. At a glimpse, could you tell which was mountain, which was cloud?Ancient lake bed. The white stains were the alkali, look like ice. About wildlife (part 1)Declaration Personal experience for reference onlyDangerous wild animals and their threats to human beings are a ever-LASTING subject for those backpackers travelling in the wild.In Chang Tang, for example, there are two kinds of deadly animals, one is wolves and the other is brawn bears. As substitutes, wild yaks and crows might be dangerous to you in some circumstances that I will come back to this a little bit later on. As for how to protect yourself against these dangerous animals, I think the primary point is you do not try to hurt them because the emotions of human and animals are same instinctively. [Wolves]Throughout my journey, I met wolves a total of seven times, in which I confronted them five times. As you might have known that wolves have become more and more solitary animals, it is very rare they live in a large group nowadays. Please allow me off the point a little bit and talk about the ecological problems in Chang Tang. The problem is now not the decrease of the number of the chirus but the imbalance of the whole food chain, more specifically, the number of the animals on the higher trophic levels of the food chain has not yet reached its ideal level which results in this kind of imbalance. Particularly, the pikas and the marmots who have lost their predators rapidly expanse which results in the desertification of Chang Tang. As early as the middle of last century, wolves were the dominant predators in the vast wilderness. They became a threat not only to other preys but also nomads pasturing in this land. Therefore, the then government called on people to cull back the population of the wolves in Chang Tang, which resulted in the current situation directly. The last official record about wolves attacking humans was around 1970s, which happened in Bamaoqiongzong. A team of secientists was surrounded by a group of wolves and they had to shoot them using guns. Of course, at present in Chang Tang, wolves are absolutely lonely.In this traverse, the first time I encountered a pair of wolves, one of them staying in front of me pretending to attack me while the other staying behind me. This is the standard attacking strategy of wolves. First, you should not be nervous which can be easily detected by the predators. Second, you should not retreat even an inch because this means you are the prey rather than the predator. Do not make any large movement, of course you could take a picture if you feel safe to do so. You must look into its eyes for a few minutes or even half an hour. When the wolves can not work out who you are and consider you are not posing any danger to them, then they will leave. You should remember that wolves in this land do not lack of food and it is much easy for them to catch a pika than a human. Even if being hungry, they would evaluate how easy to get you done, What you need to do is to show them that you are not interested in them and you are not afraid of them at all, let alone to show your ID card to them. As for the wolves family, really, I have not heard for ages. If you really have an encounter with them and they have no other choice, then it definitely depends on your forture. In fact, for so many year, it has been very rare to happen that wolves kill human. But the rumours are still there, in particular, the road connecting Xinjiang and Tibet.The nearest encounter with a wolf throughout my journey, no conflict at all[Brown Bears]Brown bears are real dangerous animals to human. Every year there are some accidents happened in some regions of Xinjiang on the north side of Kunkun Mountains and steppes in Northern Tibet. More than that the bears could attack your house, smash your windows, and eat your sheep. Therefore, in Northern Tibet some local councils give subsidies to the pastorarists for compensating the losses due to the bears because they are not allow to fight back and kill the bears except their lives are in great danger. Once there was a nomad taught me a method to protect yourself from bears. He told me to pick up a stick to feed the bear and the bear thinks the stick is your hand which tastes disgusting. So the bear would leave. It was so funny but the reality is to find a stick in this vast wilderness is just like you win the lottery.Bears are omonivorous animal who are generally not interested in human flesh. You can find that in most of accidents, the bears did not eat any of the human flesh rather they just smashed them for kind of fun that we could not understand. For the reason why bears kill human, one explanation is the conflict between human and wildlife in this extreme ecological environment. The nomads invade the habitats of the bears, which results in these conflicts. On the other hand, it might be because bears have quite high IQ so that they think it is much easy to kill a sheep in the cote rather than to kill a pika in the wild.I have met bears five times in my traverse, in two cases we were very close to each other. I had even walked with one of them for quite a while, just like we had a date for a walk. The fact is it is not that terrible like you might imagine. The same rules for dealing with wolves apply to bears. Never provoke dangerous animals. A bear can run at a speed of 40km/h, do you think you can compete this in a highland 5,000m above sea level?However, there is a situation where it is really dangerous, that is the encounter. It is not easy to control your instinctive reaction to the external dangers. Last year once I turned around a hill, there was a bear just in front of me. The bear of course was frightened by me with its front legs holding up, waving in the air and roaring. At that time I sat on the ground, ignoring it. The bear then left in a few minutes. Chang Tang is a vast land so that this is not that easy to happen. But if it does happen, really only God can bless you.The nearest encounter with a bear throughout my journey. This bear disappeared in a herd of wild yaks, which I had tried hard to spot, really weird About wildlife (part 2)Declaration personal experience for reference only.[Wild Yaks]I have talked about quite a few, like in the post of Day10. I will no longer talk about it.This was the funniest encounter with a solitary wild yak, who did not warn me. If I sat down, it sat down too. If I moved forward, it stopped. Could not imagine what it was thinking about.[Crows]Crows are dangerous only when you fall unconscious in the wilderness. Of course they will be the first to taste your flesh in that case. Unlike their cousinsliving in urban areas, the crows in Chang Tang have a larger body like eagles. When they fly over your head, you could feel like it is a piece of cloud. They are scavengers but like fresh meat too. It once happened that a baby was killed by crows relentlessly, let alone the lambs got killed by them. Once a nomad asked me for fireworks to scare the crows away. (They are sacred birds not to be killed by human)It is easy to defend yourself against crows, that is to keep fighting, never fall in the wilderness.A short break attracted the crows. Of course, they were miscalculating this time, photo taken last year[Strategies Adopted]At the time when I met the four soldiers in Jieshan Daban, they said there were many dangerous animals in the Northern Tibet and asked me if I had brought a shotgun. I think if they knew that I would enter Chang Tang they would definitely check if I really have a shotgun. The so-called defence facilities I brought with me were the fireworks and pepper spray. I had never used them. The fireworks were ruined and thrown away when I crossed a river and I had never opened the pepper spray. I even had never thought about this when camping in the night. The reason was I did not feel the needs. During the day time whenever I met any animals I had never touched the knife I had brought. I did not have anything to defend myself when I walked out to investigate the route. The Chang Tang is really a vast area so as to be very easy to detect anything strange.By the way, you'd better to avoid mating season's animals because even tamed rabbits could be aggressive in mating season.The thing is even if you have a gun, it is not very much helpful when bears attack you. Therefore, your attitude is most important.I can tell you something. Dogs are more dangerous than these wild animals. I had been chased by Tibetan dogs, pounced on by dogs in mating season, also besieged by a group of dogs. I really feel it is more useful to know how to defend a dog.Declaration again The above experience is from Chang Tang only. Of course, the more you prepared, the better. Day 12 (May 1), 23.8km, Camping 5117mToday was May 1 -- the Labour Day, I had been walking in some lake area marked in the map but clearly dried up. The lake basin was flat and hard so that I even pushed my bike more than 20km. Let it be the special treat for my May Day. After midday it became cloudy with growing winds. Since the Yueya Hu that I passed yesterday, there were no big lakes until Yanghu Co (My route would be between Jianshui Hu and Bairab Co), there was even no light alkaline water to drink so I had to pay extra attention not to miss any possible drinking water supply to fill up my water bag. There were a few very small lakes but all were alkaline puddles which was very shallow, whose depth was no more than the length of a half-finger. These puddles were covered with a hard shell of the mixture of salt and ice which smelled stinking and decaying when getting closer, must be toxic water I supposed. On the shore of this type of small lakes it was muddy soil and very hard to get closer.There was no sign of tundra at all.It was almost half past six when I found some snow corns in a ditch, which was the only drinking water supply of the day. There was a thin layer of melted ice on the surface of the ground near the snow corn, which was very hard to collect and was contaminated by the alkali. The snow corn was the yet melted thick snow, which was shaped like a corn by wind. The snow was quite hard and dry,porous like ice. I crushed a few snow corns, putting them into the water bag.They would be my drinking water tonight. These snow corns were the only one in today's wilderness, I reckoned the reason why they were not melted like others was the soil underneath contained large amount of ice blocks which acted as a freezer.Very strong gale in the night, it was hard to bear the sound of the vibration of the tent. Small single tent was good in the sense that it would not be blown away as long as you stayed inside. But you had to be very careful to set up the tent. I once did not pay much attention when doing so, the tent was blown away by winds, and rolling over like a Giant lantern ... I ran after it, got it back, and was exhausted. In general, it is not possible to fix the tent completely using tent pegs because they were not very much effective like large tents. It was snowing around 23 o'clock, the winds were howling from north,then the falling snow flakes landed on my tent quietly, I finally felt at peace and fell asleep. The flat ancient lake basin, assisting me walking more than 20kmSmall lake en route, toxic waterSnow corns, the only drinking water supply today Day 13 (May 2), 0km, Camping 5117mWaking up in the morning and opening the tent, the heavy snow outside must be sent by the God to force me have a break for the May Day. After lying in for a while, getting up and walking on the snowy ground out I went to have a look around. As first sight there were a herd of chirus. They were plainly to be spotted because they looked like a clear black straight line in the while snow. I returned to get my camera and then followed them to take some pictures. But they were very much alert and kept a quite long distance from me. I felt they were a group of pregnant females, instinctively protecting themselves from any potential harm. I was no longer short of water, the snow gave me a precious supply of drinking water. The problem was that they were very petrol consuming. I tool 8.6 litre of petrol and the oil stove was Duola's MSR. The pot was of 1.5 litre, mainly for boiling water. After several days' experiments, I found that the liquid water needed 16mins and 14-15mins to boil in the morning and evening, respectively. For ice, it would take 35-40mins while for snow it took 45-50mins. Melting snow was a very time and petrol consuming process so if I had a choice between snow and light alkaline water, most of time I would go with the latter. Lying inside the tent, listening to musics,I smoked a cigarette while gazing at the more and more chirus around me. Because it was very cold I had been wearing my shoes all the time. Now I just put my bare feet under the warm sun for some fresh air. I found three cuts in my hands and one in my sole. The cuts were about 4cm in length, looked terrible but it was actually all right really. Half of my toes were injured by to much walking, quite painful. I fetched my medicine bag and found I only got four patches of plasters, a serious mistake. One of the cuts in my hand had never been cured until I was out of this desolate land so as to feel like this finger would drop from my hand at any time. The others quickly recovered in a few days then new cuts appeared elsewhere. This process occurred periodically. I felt that it was somewhat related to the cold, dry weather and the lack of vitamins. The snow rapidly disappeared, which is unique phenomenon in Chang Tang. Because of the low air humidity and the high radiation from the sun, the snow was evaporating very fast, much quicker than the melting speed. Owing to this, the ground was generally still dry after the snow disappeared. In most cases, it would be only 2/5 left in the afternoon around 2 to 3 o'clock and small patches of ground could be seen. It would be completely all right for walking the next day. On the third day there could be some snow left in somewhere the sunlight hard to reach. So generally it could give you three days of water supply after a heavy snow like this. One of the pannier was broken, the most expensive one from deuter series, supposed to be waterproof. I will come back to it at some point later. Everything was covered by snow, no way out Lying in the middle of Chang Tang, listening to Tian Zhen's songs, and smoking Baisha cigarettes, what else can you ask for? The pregnant female chirus in migration, probably heading to Heishi Beihu to give birth(
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