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这次行程从尼泊尔----瓦拉纳西----阿格拉----马图拉----德里----斋浦尔----乌代布尔----艾哈迈达巴德----孟买----奥兰加巴德(埃洛拉、阿旃陀)----果阿----科钦----特里凡得琅----根尼亚古马里----马杜赖----金奈----加尔各答,共分十六站。现在己走到了孟买,明早去奥兰加巴德........。俗话说的好:在家靠父母,出门靠朋友!出来混都不容易,望看客们有钱的出钱,没钱的出力!拍拍你那温暖的双手,有财大家一起发!!!一[ ]咋天下午到了阿拉伯海卡拉古特海滩,消费突然高了起来,一个房间居然开价1500卢比,眼看着人民币变成了草纸,扎西那个急啊!经过讨价还价房价还是僵持不下,这时扎西拿出惯用的杀手锏.......念咒语:“磨房 、磨房”。。。“绿野 、绿野”。。。。我原以为念出这二个大名鼎鼎的咒语会有点效果,结果他们对这二个吊都不吊,太不给面子了!继续再念..........:“8264 、8264”。。。这时候奇迹出现了!刚才听了前二个咒语头都不抬的印度佬这时就像小狗闻到肉骨头的香味那样也跟着我念起8264 、8264来,顿时8264的声音回荡在阿拉伯海!在8264的庇护下,房价终于回落到1200卢比,但只能让我住一夜!其实我不喜欢这个海滩,这时喧闹的就像市镇,来度假的多是中老年人,又没有海鲜吃!在这种情况下,扎西今天只好落荒而逃地到了另外一个海滩。。。巴加海滩,这是个宁静的海滩,年轻人很多,海滩上印度娘们的水袋真鼓怅啊!再回头看看国内的水袋干瘪干瘪的。哎。。。都是三年自然灾害给害的!今天去了嬉皮士的根据地。。。沙波拉堡,这里聚集着新老几代嬉皮士。新嬉皮士长是长得好看,造型也比较炫,但在扎西看来还稚嫩了些,显得底蕴不足。那些老嬉皮士才是真正的嬉皮士,他们都有几十年的功力,不管在造型、气质上都显得霸气十足!他娘了个希匹,这群资产阶级坏分子,也算他们命大,要是在国内早就被64掉了!大家先不要顶啊!!!要是勿勿忙忙地发PP就显得没学问,等我回来后整理好了快快发上!下午参加了嬉皮士在沙滩上的派对,整整玩了七个小时,爽死了!春节。。。。去他的! 一月六号离开尼泊尔进入印度第一站,圣城瓦拉纳西:坐这老伯的三轮车进印度坐夜班车去瓦拉纳西中途下来吃夜宵恒河小吃在贝拿勒斯大学图书馆恒河也来冼冼冼完了运动下夜了回家法事帅哥飘在旅馆的天台上吃早饭在昙麦克塔古迹学生国家的接班人路边小吃拿贝勒斯大学拉姆讷尔堡恒河的日出印度之母庙的地形图街坊大妈香料菜市来耍蛇的艺人坐火车离开瓦拉纳西去下一个城市阿格拉在车廂坐着睡觉的老汉车廂内敞开着车门运行一月十二日晚上六点乘坐瓦拉纳西——阿格拉的二等臥铺车厢,笫二天早上八点到了阿格拉。。。。上午在旅馆天台上远望泰姖陵泰姖陵外的民居泰姖陵入口里面的广场在陵墓里面,只能偷拍几张。。。手工艺者从泰姖陵出来后行不由径地走进了附近的一个穆斯林村庄屋子里的姐妹我型我秀---洗刷刷阿格拉堡在红堡内远召泰姖陵\阿格拉的街景.....烤鸡店这家店的鸡肉论斤卖,我也买了半斤吃,很入味........([]
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https//bo.ok168.com/music/%e6%b1%aa%e5%b3%b0/%e6%80%92%e6%94%be%e7%9a%84%e7%94%9f%e5%91%bd.wma有谁跟我一样,去贡嘎,是被这个前辈的背影所毒到的?又有谁真正的走到了照片中的这个位置?而又有谁看到照片中的景像?被誉为蜀山之王的贡嘎雪山,它滋养着这片土地上的儿女,是康巴藏人心目中的神山,它还是驴友心目中的徒步圣地,这个国庆,我背着小小驴,踏上了这个计划已久的贡嘎朝圣之路。。。。。 PS这个地图是我之前做攻略时在网上找到的,在此借用这次的大概行程,因时间原因,实际行程与计划行程是有点不一样的 我写游记,习惯按着顺序,写的尽量仔细点,如流水账般,因为我记性实在不太好,怕等我老了就回想不起很多细节了,那时候我再来看看我现在写的游记,就像重新走一回的感觉~ 可这次贡嘎的游记,我实在不知道该如何写,敲着键盘,看着自己被冻伤已脱壳的手背,擦干流血的嘴唇,回想这个国庆的带队穿越贡嘎,就觉得无比的辛酸与无奈,我一副领队,之所以把自己搞的这么悲催,已经无法用值不值来衡量了,当时之所以坚持下去的想法就是:既然答应帮忙带队,那就要帮忙帮到底。 故事,待我慢慢道来。。。。。。出发前2天才开始打包东西,整个装下来,大包20多公斤,小包16公斤,还好是轻装,不然我估计会走死的。 悲催的开始 9.29放假前一天照样正常上班,上午公司内网挂出公告,下午可不上班,之前预想的是可能会提前2个小时下班的,所以动车票订的是612去成都的,这下可好了,一下午,只有回家补瞌睡了,想想还是去买点暖宝宝带着的好,因为我实在怕冷,这个季节,好多地方暖宝宝都还没上架,逛了1个药店3个超市才买到暖宝宝。 回家把衣服洗了,清洁做了,睡了半小时觉,4点半起来准备出发,一个小鹰32,一个精灵55,一前一后两个背包超过50斤。这个点特别不好打车,出租车都没亮灯,因为是交接班的点,好不容易看到个没亮灯的出租车,说去火车站,司机让上车,告诉司机要先去附近接个同事,他和我一班动车去成都,在车上我忽然发现我就穿着短袖出门了,外套都没带,想要回去拿外套,出租车司机非常不乐意,想把我丢路边上不载我了,好说歹说司机才同意又把我送回去拿衣服,还好没堵车,不然司机会骂死我的。 到了火车站,去吃乡村基,人暴多,几乎没有座位,我看着包,同事去帮我买饭,不辣的就只有宫保鸡丁了,端来一看,冷的,冬瓜是半生的,也罢将就吃吧,结果,这一将就,刚上火车不到10分钟我就跑厕所拉肚子去了。 动车好比春运,那已经不能用人多来形容了,我这提前11天订票的都订的是餐车,走廊上全部都是人,快到成都了,看见窗外的雨像用盆在泼似的,我就焦虑了,因为我没带伞,赶紧把背包罩拿出来把两个背包都罩上。下了火车,挤着出了站,还好雨小了很多,还好有同事跟我坐一个车,帮我背着一个小包。本来就不好打车,加上修路把路都挖坏了就更不好打车了,所幸有成都的驴友听说我到成都要来接我,结果他也对路不熟悉,等他来了刚一上他的车雨又下大了,围着铁路局旋了两圈都没找到那个酒店,等找到酒店时发现酒店的前台和客房还隔了一段距离,下着雨,这不是坑爹嘛! 因为这次是帮朋友带商业队,37个队员,其中27个是上海的,8个是太原的,还有2个是散客,4个领队,而我们4个人之前都没见过,主领队是小包,还有个小董,小袁,加上我,出发前我都还不知道人数,也没有名单,到了成都也没拿到名单,告诉我名单就只打了一份出来。开始小包说不碰头了,第二天车上再说,结果我都睡下了,12点过了又把我叫起来,说4个领队齐了,老板娘来了,一起碰头说下行程安排,一直整到2点多钟,才散,结果也没说个所以然来。 房间里只有电灭蚊器,却没有灭蚊片,成都蚊子太多,一整晚我都在跟蚊子对抗,拍死了一只,结果还有一只一直在耳边飞,一整晚几乎没睡着,第二天早上起来一看,手臂上被咬了三个大包,脸上还有1个大包,脸都肿了,太郁闷了,从我记事开始就没有被蚊子咬过脸,真是无比悲催。。。。。。照例,出发前在电梯里先给自己自拍一张 国庆假后,这个网络盛传的对比图是我们这次的真实写照 这个最能体现我们的图片 D1、9.30 成都—雅安—石棉—泸定—康定—老榆林—电站高速路变停车场 早上6点不到就起来了,说是6点半出发,结果因为人太多,磨叽到7点才从酒店出发,此时城里已经开始小堵了。上到成雅高速,距离雅安40多公里的地方就开始堵车,基本上从9点到下午3是在堵车和缓行中度过的。堵车的原因除了国庆高速路免费增加了车流量外,更重要的是一些技术不好品行不好的司机也开上路了,一路上导致车祸不断追尾不断,而且还大量占用应急车道,也就造就了大堵车,凡堵车过的地方,必然会留下一大片垃圾,这就是中国人的素质,且不说高速路上的垃圾了,连贡嘎沿线都是垃圾,国人现在是越来越有钱了,可道德素质却越来越差了。 成雅高速堵过了,雅西高速又堵,高速路变停车场,惊现遛狗哥他在马路上遛狗,我就只有在车上看看我的小小驴和小小龙 这是一个乡,据说是最大的一个乡,叫九襄 汉源湖,其实是个很大的水库 汉源湖上的一小片蓝天这次出行,大部分照片都是用手机拍摄的,没有带单反,就借了一个松下LX5带着,卡片用的也少,就用了2天,为了省电拍的也少 圆月时在路上 到了石棉,已是下午3点,石棉是个小县城,吃饭的地方也大都是小餐馆,我们一行42人分成了3个地方才吃下饭,豆花饭味道还不错,因为赶时间,吃的太快,结果吃咽着了,顶着胃难受,我就一直在车上站了一个多小时。在海螺沟分叉路口,本来我们是可以走磨榆路的,走那段路要近一个多小时,就因为现在那条路其中一段规划为红石滩景区了,就是我们清明去的那个地方,要收每个人60元的门票钱,虽然问了警察,警察说过路不收费,但是为了不冒险,我们决定还是绕道泸定再到康定。 还没到泸定,天就黑了,在泸定水电站的地方,停车尿尿,我也要买苹果,今年苹果都涨价了,要价2.5元一斤了,前年我才买成1元一斤,讲了好久,说要10斤才讲成2元一斤,我直接买了10斤苹果,我超喜欢吃那边的苹果,果酸味十足,不用担心会有蜡。 坐了12个小时的车,我们终于在晚上2200到了康定的老榆林,在兵站那里换面包车,因为大巴无法开进去了,说好是6个面包车的,结果只来了4辆,我们的人得分两批进电站,天气不是很好,飘着小雨,只有那么几分钟,我们看到了圆月,中秋夜,我们就这么看了小会儿月亮。兵站到电站来回需40分钟至1个小时,经过一辆车,我们就要看看是不是来接我们的,在晚上11点左右终于我们我们坐上了开往电站的面包车,那段路很颠簸,一路上我们还看到有人打着电筒重装徒步进山,非常佩服。 本来今天的计划是要到格西草原扎营的,因为堵车,时间太晚,之能在电站打店铺,包子说给我们留了两个空房间,结果到了一看,那哪能算房间啊,就是一牛棚边的杂物房,前面到的上海队已经把两个小小的房间挤满了,女的这边一间实际上和旁边的是通的,那面睡了别的队的男的,中间堆得都是马帮的马鞍还有土豆毡毛等一堆杂物,我们后面还有3个女的,没法睡了,我只好把她们的包包都放到那堆杂物上,然后对着门竖着打地铺,门缝很高,晚上风吹的呼啦啦的,我睡得地紧挨着藏民的毡毛,一晚上都有股骚味熏着我,在打地铺的时候我都看到有跳蚤在跳, 我都忍住没叫,我怕惊吓了那些女孩子们,忍忍睡吧,要不是下着雨,我都想出去找地扎营了,第二批跟我一起到的男的都只有扎营了,因为房间里已经挤不下了。 晚上有几个女孩子不同程度的出现高反,其中一个还吐了,嘱咐他们吃下药,我想这才开始呢,后面的行程更艰难,也不知道这帮姑娘能不能走下来,因为早上在车上的时候,我问了下大家,哪些人是没上过高原的,结果举手的一大片,少说也有10多个,当时我就焦麻了。。。。。。。 D2、10.1 电站—格西草原—红石滩—两河口—下日乌且国庆的阳光 早上也不知道是哪个队伍起的最早,像我这么睡眠不好的,一有声响就醒了,索性起来,收拾好东西,把过道位置留出来,去看看早餐好了没有。早餐就一锅稀粥,也罢,昨儿个晚饭就没吃,今天早上也只有喝一碗稀饭了,有马帮烧了大叶茶,赶紧凑上去要碗喝。 天雾蒙蒙的,心想今天千万别下雨啊!还好老天给力,没过多久,太阳出来,雾气散的非常快,远处的海子山露出了雪山尖,四周的山也都在阳光的照耀下闪耀着光芒,山谷里飘着一云,就像一个丝带系在山腰上,电站的晨光,一种柔软的美。 今年国庆的贡嘎,就像是在赶集,出发前就有去色达的朋友这么笑我,我也笑他:我们去贡嘎赶集,那么你们去色达就是游行了。好多队伍已经开始前进,可我们的马帮还没到,让队员们都打包好行李,发放路餐,昨晚吐了的姑娘今天她自己说已经好多了,还好没事儿。 天越来越亮,阳光越来越耀眼,好多早已收拾好的人已迫不及待的想先走,没法,我只好先带着他们往前走,本来我们出发前是说好的我走中间的,结果走成领队的了,这一领队就一直领了好几天。有几个队员体力很好,跑的很快,我要加快脚步才能追上他们,一路上我都在追赶与等待中度过。735,我发现日照金山,大叫一声,快看,队员们都停下收拾装备的手,拿起相机,只听见快门的声音,我手机随身揣着的,赶紧摸出来照早餐只喝了一小碗清汤寡水的稀饭,冷的不行,赶上马帮的在吃早餐,烧了大叶茶,我厚着脸皮去要了几碗热茶水喝 9点左右,我带着一小部分人,出发,徒步,从现在开始背着小小驴和小小龙,走在最前面,以便队友识别,因为今年贡嘎的人实在太多从电站到格西草原的路一直都是逆溪而上,风光不错,这段路还是比较好走的,路宽,坡度不大,走起来并不是很费体力。 格西草原 945到达格西草原,草原其实并不大,但是在阳光的照耀下很美,有炊烟、有马匹、有溪流、有红石、远处还有雪山,称的上一个五星级营地,可惜昨晚我们到的太晚,没能在格西草原露营。穿过格西草原继续往前会穿越一片原始森林然后过木桥往河对岸走,再往上走一点会经过一小片草甸,草甸过后又是树林,穿过树林就会看到左手边的一片红石滩,红石滩向上前方看是盘盘山,向后看是海子山,非常漂亮。看过红石滩,继续往前,爬上一个小山坡,有点陡有点喘,不过爬上坡以后就会看到红石滩的源头,还有个小瀑布,我们在河滩边的草甸上吃午餐,望着远处的雪山,就这么不想走了。。。。。。。背着行囊,继续向前回望格西草原穿过森林,要过一个木桥桥上看到的风景~这次小鹰32很给力,第一天我背的太多了,装了10多个苹果在包包里过桥后看到的草甸,昨晚有人在此扎营,事实上,整个贡嘎线,像这样的草甸几乎都被扎营过红石滩,秀秀小小驴和小小龙,哥俩好呀这个小龙是我们财务那同事的,走的那天去他办公室,看着可爱,就顺手拿走,跟他说:姐带它上雪山去玩,省的你国庆把它关办公室里。我那同事说:那你一定要给我带回来哈,还要多拍点照片~小小驴,站不稳,坐也坐不稳,还好它背着包,只好靠在大石头上了,一路上背着它,很拉风上图为手机拍,下图为相机拍,相机拍的还是要好看些红石滩的源头,可惜手机找不出效果这组红石滩照片为卡片机拍摄 这组照片为手机拍摄。1130我达到这个河谷,开始在下面红石滩拍照的时候前面走了一个队员,我没敢多停留,赶紧去追,正好遇到个大上坡,差点没把我累死,当我爬上那个坡,就看到他在坡上悠闲的看着河谷,吃着路餐。。。。。用对讲机给主领队小包汇报已经追上队员的情况,小包指示,让我就在原地等着后面的队员,让他们都别走了,吃了路餐再走。 我们的路餐还是很丰盛的,每一个都包装好了,里面有1个面包、1根火腿肠、1个卤鸡蛋、1个沙琪玛、1罐红牛、1包榨菜、1个巧克力威化,还有1颗糖,都不是我爱吃的,那么多天,我就领了2次路餐,红牛我都给其他队员喝了又见漂亮的蓝色小花,偶喜欢这张照片是在我一QQ好友游记里看到的,别个正在让我帮忙拍照,那天他们也在这个地方吃路餐,就在我们旁边,居然没认出来,哈哈([]
序……….“到处流浪, 命运唤我奔向远方, 我看这世界像沙漠, 它四处空旷没人烟…… 到处流浪…… ”。 一首《拉兹之歌》,让多少人对印度向往,就是这部印度电影,在中国大陆首先揭开了印度神秘的面纱。让无数人梦寐中或多或少带上了印度情结,什么时候能有机会去到那个并不遥远的国度,亲耳聆听那曼妙婉转的歌声;亲眼目睹那阿娜多姿的舞蹈;亲身感受那美丽迷人的印度姑娘……。随着国门的打开,蜂拥而出的中国人,开始漫向世界各地。印度的一切又逐次在中国人的眼前清晰起来;那无数精美的古代建筑、壮丽的泰姬陵和它美妙的故事传说、一千多年前的性文化雕塑群、多次荣登世界小姐宝座的印度姑娘、加上印度的脏、乱、差…….这一切让印度更加神秘、更加不可思议。2013年9月初,一个偶然的机会,到印度自助游去,变成了我的旅游计划。时间;2013年9月到2013年10月21日;内容;制定自助游路线。筹备所需资料和物品。 参考去过印度的旅游攻略和印度文化建筑介绍。大致决定在印度自助游从东面的加尔各答开始,历时22天。到达最西面的阿姆利则后返回德里离开。具体路线如下;加尔各达(Kolkata)————菩提迦叶(BodhGaya)——————瓦纳拉西(VaranASI)————克久拉霍(Khajuraho)————阿格拉(Agra)————斋普尔(Jaipur)————乌代普尔(Udaipur)————热那克普(Rannakpur)————焦德普尔(Jodhpur)————杰沙梅尔(杰伊瑟尔梅尔Jaisalmer)———比卡内尔(Bikaner)————阿姆利则(Amritsar火车先到JALANDHAR贾朗达尔后,再转LOCAL BUS)————德里(New Delhi)印度自助游有关准备工作;换汇;印度很多城市可使用信用卡。中国人的习惯都是带上现金。那就在银行调换好美金备用。但,印度的换汇比率随时在变化。可根据自己的需要兑换成印度卢比(Rs)。我在印度期间兑换率是;10月23日在加尔各答机场,100$==5597Rs.10月24日在加尔各答萨德街上的换汇点,100$==6010Rs.10月25日在菩提迦叶100$==6050Rs.11月6日在焦德普尔100$==6020Rs。 11月13日在德里100$==6050Rs.相比之下,在到达印度机场时最好不换汇,那个差别实在太大了。出了机场到了市区,随便找家换汇点先换部分,以后随时可以在所到城市换取Rs使用。2, 证;印度的证在亚洲国家里相对比较麻烦比较烦琐。个人旅游证需要提供如下资料;(1)、护照原件:(六个月零十天以上有效期)。(2)照片:2张白底彩照,5cm * 5cm正方形,(同美国证照片尺寸一样,需露耳朵,不接受扫描或不清晰的照片)。(3)存款证明:人民币一万元以上的银行存款证明原件(至少四个月冻结期)(4)、公司在职证明(英文版)(5)、身份证复印件:1份,正反面复印到一张纸上,(6)、个人证申请表(可在网上搜索下载)。印度出入境卡;印度出入境卡; 印度一般是有效期三个月,30天的旅游证。网上有专门办代理证的公司。但费用比较高。可在网上查讯,有要690元的,有要850元的,还有喊价1500元的。我请北京的一个朋友帮我代办的证,是她亲自把材料送到印度使馆,30天的旅游证371元。这位朋友已只是在网上认识尚未谋面的朋友。网名彩云游子。帮忙如此热心,让我好生感激,不知有没有机会报答这位朋友这份情谊。 证办好后,最好把你的护照首页和证页复印若干份,在印度买火车票和住宿都需要护照复印件和证复印件。你可根据你在印度旅游的时间来决定复印多少份为宜。3,交通;在印度国内旅行,铁路四通八达,价格非常便宜,所以,坐火车是在印度国内旅行的首选。火车有很多等级,Superfast, Fast, Express, Passenger。等级不同票价不同,车体的新旧也不同。应尽量避免Passenger,这种普客又挤又慢,车厢十分破旧。车票也分为很多级别。有2nd Class Chair(硬座);2nd Class Sleeper(硬卧);2nd A/C( 空调硬卧),和1st A/C(空调软卧)等。空调车舒适度好,价格可能是2nd Class Sleeper的2-3倍左右,车上提供饮料和餐食,通常是印度富裕人士和外国游客乘坐。火车售票分为售票处(BOOKING OFFICE)和预售处(RESERVATION OFFICE),一些大站(如新德里)有专门的外国人售票处(International Tourist Bureau),可是有的International Tourist Bureau不售票,只提供咨询和休息,买车票去RESERVATION OFFICE。在德里、加尔各答、孟买等大城市购买火车票比较紧张,不大容易买到当天或第二天的火车票,如有可能最好在国内出发前就先定好在印度国内旅行的火车票。但一般中小城市买火车票还是很容易,很多城市还专门有外国人购买火车票的窗口和侯车室。这是购买印度火车票的印度铁路官方网站;https//www.irctc.co.in/。火车站内常用设施中英文对照:火车站在印度习惯讲:RailwayStation上铺〈UB〉、中铺〈MB〉、下铺〈LB〉,以及靠走道的上铺〈SU〉与下铺〈SL〉,火车问讯处:Enquiry或Railway Information 站台:plantform存包的地方:cloak room女士候车室:Lady’s Waiting room 车掌:TTE, Train Ticket Examiner候车室:Waiting room(通常有浴室和厕所)高等级车票候车室:upper class waiting room(一般指3A以上级别。印度人不是这个档次车票不会进来。您是老外,别管你拿什么级别车票,进去再说)普通卧铺候车室:sleeper class waiting room(人比较多,也比较脏)休息室:Retiring Room餐厅:refreshment room 查票:ticket checker 还要多少时间How many more times 来回机票;去印度肯定要考虑买好来回的机票,有很多这方面的攻略。主要是能买到最便宜的机票可以为你的旅行节省不少的银子,请要去的朋友最好提前半年留意机票信息,争取定到最便宜的来回机票。汽车;印度的汽车相对比火车贵点。下列是印度北部主要城市间距离和汽车价格(长途客车)。乌代普尔——阿格拉 630KM12小时180Rs乌代普尔——孟买 730KM16小时200Rs乌代普尔——德里 670KM14小时200Rs乌代普尔——斋普尔 406KM9小时 200Rs乌代普尔——焦特布尔 275KM 8小时 110Rs乌代普尔——科塔 6小时110Rs乌代普尔——阿埠山 7小时 100Rs 4,住宿;印度现在随旅游业的发达。住宿非常方便。每个城市乃至有景点的乡村都有高档的星级宾馆和家庭式小旅社、和类式青年旅社那样的小客栈。我个人不很喜欢住高档的酒店。这种地方,人与人之间的关系比较冷漠,无法真正接触和感知所在国家的真实状况、找不到贴近当地人生活的感觉。我比较喜欢家庭式的小旅社,小客栈。这样的地方有它独特的装修风格,甚至墙上有大量来往人员的涂鸦。住在这样的地方,你可以和老板、老板娘亲密接触。他们已多半有问必答,热心地为你帮忙和力尽所能的指点你怎样在这里玩的舒服。和大酒店比起来,这种地方价格非常便宜。哪怕你在旅馆里蒙头大睡几天,已不会心痛每天帐单上增加的银子数。 5,印度的饮食特点;A,糊状菜;如果说中国菜的特点是“清清白白”,色香味三者,色是摆在第一位的,因好看可以激发食欲;印度菜的特点则是“糊糊涂涂”,各种主菜都放一大把咖喱粉,看起来都一个颜色。荤菜不亲口尝一尝,很难区分是什么肉类;蔬菜也是捣成糊状,搁些咖喱。在中国人看来,长时间的煮熬使维生素尽失,令人觉得可惜,印度人则乐此不疲。说印度菜把香放在首位恐怕并不过分。不过,印度菜的香并非中国人所习惯闻的那种香味,而是太香了;印度菜的辣味也并非中国人所习惯的咸辣、酸辣或麻辣,而是“冲”鼻子的辛辣,许多中国人恐怕一时难以适应。 B,吃素;印度虔诚的佛教徒和印度教徒都是素食主义者,耆那教徒更是严格吃素,吃素的人占印度人口一半以上,因此,印度是典型的素食王国,素食文化是印度饮食文化中最基本的特色之一。 C,手抓饭;多数印度人,包括上流社会的人通常习惯用手抓饭吃。印度人进餐时一般是一只盘子、一杯凉水,把米饭和饼放在盘内,菜和汤浇在上面。印度人的主食主要是米饭和饼,他们喜欢吃的并非中国人的白米饭,而是把饭煮熟后,放些油和调料,饭的颜色呈黄色,或者同别的什么菜炒在一块。用手把菜和饭混在一起,在盘里搅拌几下,抓起来捏一捏,然后送进口内。 D,不抽烟不喝酒;受宗教禁忌的影响,印度人几乎不喝酒,嗜酒成瘾者或酒量很大者极少,从未见过印度人一饮而尽地干杯,也从未见过有人行酒令或醉倒过。印度抽烟的人极少,公务往来和红白喜事,从未有人敬烟。印度的烟仅10支装,印度人口袋里装一包烟、一个打火机的不多,一些烟民宁愿买一支抽一支。 E,香辣咖喱唱主角: 印度人做菜用得最多、最普遍的是咖喱粉。咖喱粉是用胡椒、姜黄和茴香等20多种调料合成的一种香辣调味品,呈黄色粉末状。印度饮食文化也可以称为咖喱文化,这种饮食文化以香辣味道为特色。人们谈到印度饭,首先想到的十之八九是咖喱饭。咖喱饭可以是素食,也可以是荤食;可以是米饭,也可以是面食。印度人对咖喱粉可谓情有独钟,几乎每道菜都用,咖喱鸡、咖喱鱼、咖喱土豆、咖喱菜花、咖喱汤等等,每个经营印度饭菜的餐馆都飘着一股咖喱味。 F,野味无人敢问津 在许多中国人看起来是美味佳肴的东西,印度人基本上不吃。印度没有野味店,不仅野味无人问津,就是蟮鱼、泥鳅、甲鱼、乌龟、蛇这些东西,印度人也不吃,至于吃狗肉、猫肉、鸽子肉等,更是想都不敢想的事。印度人基本上不吃各种肉类的下水内脏,因而价格便宜得不可思议,有的几乎等于不要钱。例如,5个卢比(相当于1元钱人民币)可以买到1公斤鸡爪。在印度可以看到和边几斤重的大鱼就在岸边游来游去,伸手可捉,但却无人问津。 G,印度菜的特点就是糊状菜,而且还加以各种色素,黄的汤,绿的糊,红的泥。如果没有一段时间的适应,是很难习惯的。此外,无论在家庭还是餐馆,印度人认为生水是最好的饮料,餐桌上总会有一杯凉水。印度主要食物列表: Dal:是主要的素食菜之一,由几种大豆混合香料,经长时间熬制而成。 Tandoori:印度式的烘烤。 Lassi:印度酸奶。印度甜品:香浓甜滑,非常值得品尝。 Chutney:印度小蘸料,微酸中带点薄荷的香味。 , 6 ,语言:印度民族众多,语言复杂,据统计,印度共有1652种语言和方言。其中使用人数超过百万的达33种。英语在印度很有影响。除宪法规定的18种语言为联邦官方语言外,还规定英语为行政和司法用语。英语和印地语同为官方语言。北印度语言主要包括印地语和乌尔都语等。南印度语言主要有泰米尔语、泰卢固语等。印度东北地区语言主要包括那加语和米佐语等。印度中部地区主要有桑塔尔语、蒙达语等。还有安达曼语,主要流行于安达曼群岛。下面是印地语中常用单词的谐音。(仅供参考)。你好 那玛斯第 对不起;察玛加里伍。 谢谢,达尼亚哇多。 请,哥利比亚。 是;哈伍。 不是,那兴伍。男,布鲁丝. 女,斯多里.少女,拉鲁奇。 青年,拉里加。 小孩,巴查亚。单人房,埃克 比得 哇拉。 双人 多比得哇拉。 钱,巴伊沙。 价钱,达姆. 结帐,希沙布。 吃饭,加纳。洗手间,巴多鲁姆多伊拉特。 计程车,塔克西。船, 那乌。 列车,托里伊伍. 飞机, 夏哇伊 渣哈子。 商店,多卡伍。 邮局,坡斯特奥费斯。 银行,巴伍克。医生,多可塔。 警务督察,波里斯。日本人, 渣巴尼 印度人,兴多士塔尼。 东,布拉布。 南,达克西伍。 西,巴斯千姆。 北,沃太鲁。 左,巴埃伍。 右,达希纳。 星期一,苏姆哇尔。 星期二,码葛鲁哇尔 星期三,布多哇尔。 星期四,格鲁哇尔。 星期五,苏克鲁哇尔 星期六,谢尼哇尔。星期日,拉布伊哇尔1,埃克。 2,多。 3,添伍。4,查尔。5,巴伍。6,千。 7,沙特。 8,阿特。9,娜乌。10,达斯。100,斯乌。你叫什么名字? 阿布加 卡亚那母 哈伊?你好吗? 阿布加卡亚哈鲁哈伊?我很好,多谢。马因地哥夫达尼亚圭多。我叫张三。 米拉那母张三哈伊。 再见吧, 费路米丽伍葛。这是什么?伊埃期亚哈伊? 不知道。 巴塔那兴。可不可以和你照张像? 期亚玛因阿布卡弗多理鲁伍?印度是非常好的地方! 姆谢巴拉多拍沙得哈伊!有房间吗? 卡母拉哈伊卡亚? 洗手间在哪儿? 拉巴多里卡哈哈伊?请给我看菜单, 曼纽的卡地尖。 给我红茶, 玛因查埃布因格。很好吃, 巴付伊阿查拉格。 结帐。 比鲁的尖。想去医院。 荷士比塔渣那哈伊。 请叫医生。 大格塔布拉的谢伊。不太舒服。 塔比亚多的克那兴哈伊。什么时间出发? 格鲁希期多你巴谢求弟哥。这是哪儿? 伊埃卡亚渣那渣塔夫伍? 请便宜点。 加姆加路那阿。请带我去成都酒店。 姆谢成都荷塔尔来查罗。我想去成都。 姆谢成都渣那哈伊。 这个多少钱? 伊斯加达姆卡亚哈伊?不要。 那希伍查亚伊埃。 太多了。 伊埃巴好托渣达哈伊。请给我一点点。 托拉沙的伊芬。 这个好。 姆谢伊埃拍沙得哈伊。这个不合适我。 姆谢伊埃拍沙得那希伍。我要买纺织品。 玛因里斯面加布拉加里多纳察哈他。请给我看这条K金项链。 苏耐期伊埃马拉地加伊埃。有没有钻石戒指? 阿布朗巴斯希里期阿达地伊哈伊?你住在哪里? 阿布加汗拉希地哈伊伍?我住在成都。 马因成都面拉希达芬伍。7,电话;目前印度有14家移动运营商经营移动电话业余。印度移动电信市场竞争激烈,排名随时在变换。2012年底的排名是;Idea拥有5590万用户,BSNL为5520万。 其次是巴帝电信(Bhart Airtel);沃达丰爱莎(VodafoneEssar)。在CDMA领域排名靠前的还有Reliance、BSNL、塔塔电信(Tata Teleservices)等,它们均同时运营GSM/CDMA双网。在印度购买移动电话卡,最好买排名靠前的移动运营商的卡,这些公司在印度国内几乎每个乡镇都有维护网点。便于调整你所使用的移动卡任何问。有的小的移动运营商,即使其所销售的卡要便宜些,但如是打电话或上网有什么障碍,很难在你所在的城市找到该公司的维护网点,那卡就等于白买了。 8 ,费用;我10月23日晚上到达印度加尔各答。11月14日从德里离开,在印度境内呆了23天。除去来回机票不计。所花费用主要是;A,住宿,3800RS。(火车上渡过4个晚上,在火车站渡过2个晚上,在阿姆利则金庙免费住了1个晚上。实际只住了15夜。) B,景点门票;3000RS。(其中最贵的是泰姬陵750RS。最不值得的是德里的贾玛清真寺300RS。其他大多是200RS以下。) C,吃;我在印度用在吃上的钱不多,除了个别情况外,一般每顿200RS,就够了。在印度最奢侈的一顿是在千柱庙出来,吃了一顿自助餐,每人320RS。大约每天伙食费在600RS,23天在吃上用去13800RS。还包含每天必吃的酸奶。 D,行;在印度坐了七段火车,4200RS。从菩提迦叶到瓦纳拉西、乌代普尔到焦德普尔、比卡内尔到阿姆利则这三段坐的长途汽车,共用3100RS。坐tutu 车用去2500RS。交通费用合计9800RS。E,其他杂用;电话卡、小费、水果4500RS。在印度23天,除去机票不算,总共花费34900RS。折合人民币3500元左右。 9,印度人的习俗; A,印度人是用摇头表示赞同,用点头表示不同意。人们用手抓耳朵表示自责;召唤某人的动作是将手掌向下摆手指,但不能只用一个指头;指人时也要用整个手掌,不能用一两个指头。 B,印度人大多习惯用传统的佛教手势--双手合十。互相问好祝安。双手合十时,把双手举到脸部前才算合十。这种招呼,显得比握手高尚、文雅。注意切莫在双手合十的时候,也同时点头,容易引起当地人的嗤笑,那就破坏了亲切和气的气氛,显得有点不伦不类了。 C,印度人吃饭,习惯用手抓捏饭揉成团送进口里。但必须是用右手。给别人递食物、餐具,更得用右手。这是因为人们认为右手干净。 D,公共厕所,按当地的习惯,只要有墙的地方就是厕所。甚至在Varanasi人头攒动的大街上都可以随时面对墙方便。印度人大便后不用纸,而用左手沾水擦洗。所以千万不要用左手递食物给印度人,不要用左手和印度人握手。E,切莫抚摸小孩的头,头部是人体最高的部分,也是人体中最神圣无比的部分,尤其是孩子的头,被视为神明停留之处,所以,在任何情况之下绝不允许触摸。切莫对印度人吹口哨,那是冒犯人的举动,是没有教养的表现。 F,印度妇女喜欢在前额中间点有吉祥痣,其颜色不同,形状各异,在不同情况下表示不同意思,它是喜庆、吉祥的象征。印度男女多有配带各种装饰品的习惯。 G,印度人走进寺庙或厨房之前,先要脱鞋。穿鞋进去,既不礼貌,也不圣洁。不论男女老幼,统统把鞋放在门口,赤脚进去。 P,讳白色,习惯用百合花作悼念品。他们忌讳弯月图案,视1、3、7为不吉祥数字,和印度人交谈,要回避有关宗教矛盾、和巴基斯坦的关系、中印冲突、工资以及两性关系的话。([]
一段 快乐的驴行不至于在日后的岁月中变得支离破碎,为了与更多走过和未走过这条线的LZ分享旅途中的惊艳震撼,快乐痛苦,亲情友谊。。。游记因此变得十分必要。 我喜欢陌生的感觉,陌生能产生好奇,好奇有无限魔力,这个魔力吸引我一次次离家出走。。。 检索: 第一页 前言,路上点滴 第四页 丽江篇 第十页 队伍于泸沽湖畔集结完毕 第十七 穿越正式开始 三十四 风景渐入佳境 六十四 约会雪山 七十四 穿越结束 七十六 全剧终 群里很少有人说话,除了偶尔能碰到领队,其他要去的几个人一个比一个潜的深、隐的绝,连个沟通的机会都不给,我想他们是一群大隐者 ~! 曾被今朝有酒醉的帖子毒倒,夏天又错过两个走这条线的穿越队伍,这次无论什么情况我是一定要去的,10月21日下午我登上了开往成都的列车,开始了一场非同寻常的驴行~~ 金秋泸沽湖-亚丁穿越路线图:家乡--成都--攀枝花--丽江--泸沽湖--亚丁--稻城--理塘--新都桥--康定--泸定--雅安--成都--家乡 黄金周已过,这个季节出门车上的旅客不多,还没到西安我便有了自己的“卧铺”,一个人可以坐仨位。天空渐渐变得昏暗,半梦半醒间被刚上车的几个人吵醒,两男两女中年人,有说有笑风趣幽默,他们坐在我对面和过道另侧的座位上。不知什么时候我便成了他们中的一员,于是我的“卧铺”和对面的三人位便成了那夜我们轮换睡觉的地方,困了的睡觉,醒着的聊天,不觉孤单,不觉无聊。。。 其中的两位姐姐,容颜虽不年轻,笑容却很单纯 清晨,列车驶过广元,几年前曾和朋友自驾九寨沟,第一次踏上四川的土地,也是个清晨路过广元,那是个小雨迷离的清晨,秦岭南麓雨量充沛,云雾飘渺于山中,空气中透着潮湿,我很喜欢那种湿润的感觉。透过车窗寻找旧日足迹,山还是那样的山,而天空却升起一轮骄阳~~ 过了江油,过了绵阳,离成都越来越近了,不知哪个站上来一位衣着颇显些职业的四川mm坐在我们旁边的位置,大姐和她聊起了化妆品,化妆品牌,我如听天书,以为她是化妆品推销员,起码是做和化妆品有关的职业。很快到了终点站成都,我背上大包跨上小包准备下车,MM走在我身后,踏上月台的那一刻听到身后有异样的声响,回头看到她的行李箱卡在车门处,于是我们有了结识的理由。她叫芮莹,但不姓芮,美术专业的,去西宁导师的工作室,她的外表,着装,没一点艺术生的叛逆,却恰恰相悖。在我的印象中搞艺术的男的不是光头就是长发,衣着另类,不食人间烟火,从外形上就要搞得与众不同,彰显他们独具一格的个性,女的也一略同 我们在站外广场拍了照片,留了QQ相互道别,她买票去西宁,我去南站买票去攀枝花~~~芮莹 ME 超越,现居河南义马,祖国秀美的山川让我魂牵梦绕,于是喜欢背上行囊找寻陌生中的童话世界~~。在之后的8天穿越中,在8天的烈日暴晒下,用领队一句话形容我:摘了帽子,脱了冲锋衣,和当地原住民已无区分坐上公交穿城而过,成都给我的感觉很干净,高楼鳞次栉比,很繁华的大都市 曾经,多少人青涩的梦留在那片校园中,彼此不分贵贱,没有功利每每回首往事,可能独属那段时光最能勾人心神,不堪回首也好,刻骨铭心也罢~~。。如今,我已老去。。。脚印留下,故事陪伴一生 网上查的有成都南到攀枝花的始发车,买票时售票小姐告诉我说现在没有,那是节假日临时加开的,郁闷!!可能我在网上查询的方法有问,真晕,只好买了江油开往攀枝花的车票,离开车还有两三个小时,出来在站外路边店随便吃点东西顺便把手机充下电,到丽江还有两天的时间,如果手机要是没电了我岂不成了瞎子聋子,现代的通讯工具实在是太重要了上了车,还好,没我想像的糟糕,人同样不是很多,很顺利找个位置坐下来,想想黄山归来那次,在火车上可把我们几头驴整惨了,几个人举着大包在人满为患的车厢中穿越,那情景很雷人!和我坐一起的是位在攀枝花长大的大哥,人很热情,列车上人与人之间交流变得比较容易,可能是因为我们彼此陌生,没谁去关注你的过去、现在和未来。。。。夕阳渐渐消失在地平线,又一个暮色来临,大哥扒在桌上似乎已经睡去,我却感叹车轮下这条沉重的铁路。上世纪六七十年代,建国初年,国力薄弱,技术落后,为了国防、经济等建设需要,三线人豪情万丈念着毛主席语录,从祖国的四面八方来到这大西南的崇山峻岭,在大山深处,修铁路建工厂,他们用人海战术,用青春岁月,用血与汗铸造了一条条铁路,一座座工厂,用惊天地泣鬼神来形容他们的精神与壮举不觉丝毫夸张 列车驶进乐山车站,下车的人很多,过道对面只剩一个小姑娘了,于是我又一次拥有了“卧铺”的机会。小姑娘网名:洛若兮,据她讲取自《洛神赋》里的字,名字很别致很高古,听她说话却相当单纯,每说一句话最后都要抿嘴笑一下,时而四川话,时而四川普通话,很搞笑,单纯可爱属于她这个季节。 当聊起她的家庭,爸爸妈妈,听她的身世却有些凄楚,最疼爱她的奶奶也已离他而去,似乎这个世界上再没有更关心她的人了,祝愿她能生活的很好 洛若兮 天蒙蒙亮,攀枝花到了。大哥、我、洛若兮我们一同下了火车,车站外就有发丽江的大巴,我问了票价,要80元人民币,和我在网上查的不一致,我查的是客运中心去丽江的大巴有45元的,于是决定和大哥他俩一起坐公交去客运中心,中途洛若兮告别下了车,大哥一直把我送到到客运中心,他原本不在这下车,再此感谢了 。到售票厅买票,结果也是80,网络再次欺骗了我开往丽江的大巴一直就我们几个乘客,像专车,我得以在后面拿着相机左拍拍右拍拍攀枝花四季气候温和,比我想象中的重工业城市清洁,这座钢城沿江而建,在狭长的山谷中绵延数公里 一桥飞架南北,一江穿桥而过,她们可曾知道还有一颗满怀激情的心在她们身边悄悄经过中午吃饭,拍下我们乘坐的大巴 忽然发现,屋檐下一怒放的生命在斑驳的光影中傲然倔强、娇艳妩媚,于是拍下了行程中第一张还算满意的照片 车子继续前行,建筑和景观渐渐有了变化,山上的村落有点像彝族村寨,星星点点原以为只有在荒漠中成片生长的仙人掌在这个地方却爬满山头山上这样的树木也很特别 还有那记忆深刻,我却没拍下来的芭蕉叶,凤尾竹。记得小时候同学之间流行互相赠送日记本,它的最大特点是中间有美术或摄影插图,有祖国的名胜古迹,如:北京的长城,上海的外滩,南京的长江大桥,苏州的园林,安徽的黄山。。。也有少数民族的风情,如,蒙古的赛马,天山的羊群,藏族的舞蹈,傣族的泼水节。。。西南少数民族的歌舞、绘画作品多以凤尾竹,芭蕉叶做背景,那些长在内心的童年记忆如痴如梦,神秘而遥不可及,如今竟不经意间呈现在面前,而我却忘记了按下快门逆光下金沙江宛如一条巨龙奔腾在峡谷之间 彝族村舍散落在牧歌般的田园中,安详,静谧,勤劳,自足 山如画卷,气势恢宏,壮美之至溢于言表,自然的杰作往往给人意想不到的震撼 峰回路转,给我的第一感觉就是陶渊明笔下的桃花源惊现于眼前:“复行数十步,豁然开朗。土地平旷,屋舍俨然,有良口美池桑竹之属。阡陌交通,鸡犬相闻。其中往来种作,男女衣着,悉如外人。黄发垂髫并恰然自乐。 ”“先世避秦时乱,率妻子邑人来此绝境,不复出焉,遂与外人间。问今是何世,乃不知有汉,无论魏晋
Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangMr YANG Liusong, a Chinese who just finished the first solo traverse over Chang Tang by cycling from west to east in recorded human history, shared his stunning Expedition with all of us through the forum 8264 https//bbs.8264.com/thread-512349-1-1.html . In order to share his legendary journey with those who cannot read Chinese, I translate his story to English here, which has been approved by Mr YANG Liusong. Hope you guys enjoy it.为了让杨同学的传奇能让全世界的驴友分享,俺决定把杨同学的帖子翻译成英文。为了避免麻烦,俺先来个免责声明:1。杨同学不认识俺,也没有授权俺,如果他说不要翻译了那俺就随时终止;2。俺没有商业目的,译版版权归杨同学,俺啥也不要,也不承担法律责任;3。没有杨同学授权,不敢擅自发在国外网站,发在原帖处,荣誉归8264;4。俺英语水平有限,欢迎指正,欢迎转贴。 Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangBy Yang LiusongIt has been three months since I traversed the unpopulated region in the Great Chang Tang. There are many like-minded asking me about it. I now present this thread to briefly tell everybody about my journey.The starting point of this traverse was from the highest peak of the western part of the Tibetan plateau, Jieshan Daban, and the day was April 20, 2010.I was heading eastward passing Bungdag Co, Yanghu Co, Rola Co, and Kangzhagri Mountain, which crossed over the desolate region from west to east. The journey continued northward to enter the unpopulated area of Altun Mountains, through Hoh Xil Mountains, Kunlun Mountains, Whale lake, ..., finally met some people by the Aqqikkol Hu and then arrived in Huatugou by vehicle three days later and that day was July 5. It had been 77 days in total. I had been all alone 74 days after leaving Jieshan Daban until arriving inAqqikkol Hu, which was about 1400km and about four months.[The Great Chang Tang] In Tibetan, "Chang Tang" means northern empty wilderness while narrowly, means unpopulated region in northern part of Tibet. However, it actually indiCATes all of the no man's land in northern. The great Chang Tang includes desolate places in Northern Tibet, Hoh Xil, Alun Mountains, and Kunlun Mountains, which are interconnected to form the unique and super empty wilderness in the world. Only because Hoh Xil is the most known name, most people just think this vast land is equivalent to Hoh Xil. In reality, Hoh Xil is only a small piece of the Great Chang Tang both administratively and geologically. The Great Chang Tang, the last land to chase your freedom and dream.The route that I traversed ForeplayI arrived in Tibet in the early March, a couple of troubles bothered me. The brand new plug got its positive and negative wrongly connected; the rivets of my rucksack eASIly got broken from now and again; and a multi-functional charger got damaged and so on. Riding my bike to Ngari for warming up of this journey, lost my rucksack but later got it back; lost my camera bag and got it back later again, and finally lost a big bicycle pannier in the street of Gyangze town under the eyes of police, including clothes, solar panel and so on.Without much choice, I returned to Lhasa to adjust all the stuff I would need in the wilderness. Then I begged some luck by going to Nyingchi to enjoy the blossoms of peach trees and to take a hot spring bath. I even had the privilege to enjoy time with ten girls in the hot spring. I felt my bad luck had all gone and then returned to Lhasa again to prepare going to Ngari. I did not expect that I was cheated on by some hustler and lost some money and delayed my schedule for a week. I had to find a car myself quickly to Nagri. However, I lost the tool for fast-parting my rear wheel on my way to Nagri, where was a remote area in Tibet and nowhere to buy the tool. Even if there was one in Lhasa it would take at least ten days for a special delivery service. I was lucky that my mate Duola asked a driver to bring the tool for me from Lhasa. I thought there should be no more nightmare like this but the nozzle of my brand new multi-fuel stove was broken. The next day I tried everywhere to weld them back together. The first three shops could not do the welding for copper. The fourth one said they could do it but could not guarantee a sUCCess. The engineer said it would be ten Chinese yuans if it was a success. I agreed. Just in seconds, my nozzle became crap in a flash of lightening. I was so upset. Again, Duola helped me by bringing her own MSR oil stove and Dingding's sleeping bag to Nagri. That was already April 16 and I did not have much time to waste. The following day I found a vehicle heading to Jieshan Daban.The sand storm over Yarlung Zangbo RiverA lonely peach tree blossoming in Yarlung Zangbo Grand CanyonNatural hot spring in wild, me singing and drinking (photo by a friend of mine) Day 1(April 20), 16km, Camping 5192mIt was a truck with a full load of iron wastes, arriving in Jieshan Daban at 6'o clock in the morning. It was still night and extremely cold and dark. Driver was not bothered to pop his head out of the driving cab. I climbed up on the top of the iron wastes, taking my bicycle down. In a hurry, I punched my old water bag. Fortunately I had another MSR water bag given by a friend of mine otherwise I would definitely fail without even starting my journey. For the first time for me to set up the brand new tent in strong, cold winds. It would be impossible to do so if the tent was not a whole piece. Extremely cold outside, about -15C, might be lower than that, I put my head into the sleeping bag but was nearly suffocated to death, honestly. The smell of Dingding's sleeping bag was, lol, so extraordinary. I woke up around 11 o'clock. There were still strong winds outside so that I had to use my bodyweight to keep the tent in place. At the time when I just started to cook and eat, four patrolling soldiers approached me. To their surprise someone, in this season, camped in Jieshan Daban. I was so nervous and afraid they were the people to block my journey because I was caught and deported from the desolate land last year. Luckily the four soldiers did not know my destination and were very kind to me. After they left, I immediately packed my stuff and pushed my bike into the depths of the unpopulated area just in case anything unexpected happened.The bike was very heavy due to the provisions and hard to control. There was even a quite small hill that I had to remove my bike panniers to get over it. This really struck me because this happened even the path was still the hardship one at the moment and I could not imagine what I would do once I entered the uncertain, endless wilderness. Until now I had not met anyone, even the nomadic pastoralists. I remembered there were quite a few of them roaming at the edge of the northern Tibetan plateau last year. All of these indicated it was not the good pasture season in such low temperature and strong winds. Around 16km there was a sheep cote, where I passed it last year, east of Lungmu Co. I was exhausted at this point so that I decided to camp in here and to rest my head. After arranging tent everything I went out to look for the wetland discovered by Duola and Liumeng last year. I was determined to find it.There were many hot springs in the wetland which were underground water with a constant temperature. The wetland therefore became an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such harsh weather, which was the very unique land feature of terrain in this over 5200m highland.Perpetual snow in the valley blown to corn shape by strong windsThis wetland was discovered by Duola and Liumeng. The workers at a nearby mine did not know it and I too missed it last yearUnderground water with a constant temperature, an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such icy weather 感谢大伙儿支持和加分,不一一回复了。特别感谢多啦,希望能有机会一起喝酒吃肉。 Day 2 (April 21), 0km, Camping5192mBlustering gale all night, up and down like ocean waves. The next day rather than continuing to travel, I stayed inside the sheep cote, hesitating and pondering over. Indeed, there were so many problems before this journey;I did not have sufficient physical preparation;the load had already reached its limitation; I still coughed a lot;the weather was so extreme and cold. All in all, I did not think this journey was well prepared and I did not have confidence in completing this journey mentally and physically. To do, or not to do, it was the question. Similarly I did not have confidence in my facilities, not knowing whether all of them would work functionally or not. The fact was one of the rivets got broken again and the front rack came loose. In the afternoon, I replaced all the rivets of the panniers with screws I had prepared before. This was an excellent job I had done which gave me no further troubles throughout my whole journey. I also re-adjusted the front rack. However I did not think it would definitely all right because I did not have a tool to do it. When the darkness descended,I made up my mind to continue my journey, which, of course, was not beyond any imagination. Orchid-like weedsSmall springs everywhere, clear and chillyA thin layer of ice covering the fresh spring water The sheep cote, it was the door under the sleeping bag, which was in the same place as last year, everything looked like yesterdayThe wetland at duskLungmu Co at dusk. You could hear the gigantic sound of wind if the picture had a sound Day 3 (April 22), 52.4km, Camping 5145mGot up in the morning, could not put everything into the bags. Without much choice I had to throw away three portions of tsampa, elbow pads, and crampons. Following the road of the lead-zinicmine I found the side path to enter the wilderness, which was on the riverbed and very hard to see. I missed this side path last year so that I had to take a short cut into the wilderness directly then. That was why I had taken extra care to find the side path. The following journey was to get over a big hill, which lay 5275m above sea level and was the highest point of my whole journey. Around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I passed the side path leading to Orba Co and started a journey which was complete strange to me. I ate a piece of pilot breads, which was frozen like rocks so that I had to use my spade to crush it. At 6 o'clock in the evening, I had pushed plus rode my bicycle for about 32 km. I reckoned I should have been able to double this if I did no carry such heavy load. The wind became stronger and stronger. I opened the parasail kits and tested it. The result was far beyond what I expected. With the aid of the strong wind I was just like flying over the wilderness. After 8 o'clock in the evening, I started to observe the water Source and to get ready to camp. Map showed there were successive springs along the path and assembled to puddles. But I had overestimated the water source here in this land and in this season there were endless wilderness inside the valley, where I could not see a single drop of water. As it became darker and darker, I felt a little bit nervous which resulted in three spokes of the parasail broken and became a useless rubbish. Anyway, it helped me to move forward 20km more which benefited me a lot later on. When time approached 9.30 pm, it was almost completely dark. I had to lie my bike on the ground and went on to try to find water on the north side of the valley. This was a wide and flat sandy land, where I could not see any ditches there and further was complete darkness. I returned to get my GPS to look up the contours and found the south part of the valley was closer to a hill so I took the way. Finally I found a piece of ice in a ditch. I smashed about 20litre of ice. The ice was quite shallow scattered with sheep poo. On my way back, my eyes were hurt by strong winds, which got me a couple of days to recover. It was nearly 23 o'clock after I set up the tent. It also took about 40 mins to melt the ice. I was so tired and my appetite was completely spoiled. I then had a little bit of milk. I had never expected thing would go like this, it was so distressing. Streams along the path, ice everywhereThe river flew into Matou Hu, in whose north part there was a satellite lake, a wonderful ice-skating court It took 40mins to melt the ice in midnight Day 4 (April 23), 31km, Camping 5028mA cloudy day with gusts. From now and again, hails chased me from behind. Sunny spell. Heavy sandy land made me have to push my bike. At 3pm, I arrived at Luxing Hu, where there was a house made of clay. This was the last permanent building of my journey. Last year, Duola and Liumeng once lived in this house for three days without meeting anybody. It seemed it was the same but the truck parking in front of the house made me worry about. I went to the sheep cote first to check over, where there were only a few lambs following me everywhere I went later on. This made me feel warm in my heart. I observed farther places using my binoculars but could not see any people or sheeps. After making sure there were no people around I opened the locked door using a screwdriver. The living room was very clean. There were two boxes of beverages on the ground and a string of cured lamb legs hanging over in the interior room. A pot of water was on the top of the stove, lukewarm, which indicated the host must be not far away from his home. I filled up my water bag and left the house. I also put the screws back to the door in order not to leave any trace of my visiting. I then took a spanner from the toolbox of the truck, which gave me great help for the rest of the journey.I left the house as quickly as possible. After last year's experience, the nomadic pastoralists were the last people I wanted to meet. A few hundred meters away from the house, the vehicle traces were fading fast. Even downhill, I had to push rather than to ride because of the heavy loose sand. From the route point of view, only after Luxing Hu it was the real unpopulated land. After many days, I thought of the lamb legs from time to time. It was pity that I then had plenty of provisions and the bike was too heavy to carry anything more. Continue to melt the ice under the morning sunshine, all of the sheep poo had been removed carefullyCamping site, the little hill over there was the place where I got the ice last nightThe house by the Luxing Hu, empty, the last permanent building I saw throughout my journeyDay 5 (April 24), 19.8km, Camping 4951mSet off at 10.30 in the morning, the weather was similar to yesterday. Probably this road was the high plain or somewhere the wind passed so that it was so windy. The average wind speed was degree 6 but could reach degree 9 in the blick of an eye. The road was still full of sand and very heavy to walk on it. My eyes became worse under such harsh weather. About three o'clock in the afternoon, I saw something in my right, looked like antenna. I went closer to see what it was and found out it was an iron tower (the triangulation station). In 1970s, a joint team from Chinese three military regiments entered this area doing research. They have left a lot of triangulation stations and benchmarks, which I had the priviledge to see them today.At dusk, I approached to a spring by the Bungdag Co, which flew into the frozon lake. The sand and soil, brought by the strong wind, scattered on the surface of the ice all over the lake. There were so many cracks around the icey surface of the lake. I geussed it must be caused by the springs under the water rather than by melted ice. In the west of the Bungdag Co was the side path leading to Keriya Pass, where a SUV could reach directly. I had looked out any vehicle Tracks but failed. The cloudy sky started to snow. I set up the tent comfortably because I knew that I was safe having such a sweet spring beside me.Triangulation station erected by scientists from the joint research team on Chang Tang of three military regiments in 1971[size=+0]The gap between water and ice in Bungdag Co, I guessed there must be some springs under the lakeThe storm just above the ground, a chaotic darkness[size=+0]Icy Bungdag Co,one of the four biggest lakes in Northern Tibet, wild ducks flying over this vastness and lonenessSnowing at any time, should not happen so frequently like this in this seasonDay 6 (April 25), 4.3km, Camping 5002mWeathering landforms everywhere around this area. Spongy volcanic rocks could be found easily. I pushed my bike turning around a small hill, seeing a big river, the Yinshui He, flowing from Orba Co into Bungdag Co, which I had been to its upstream last year. It was also a passage for animal migration. The downstream of the river was extremely wide and broad. The thickess of the ice layer could reach one meter with the main stem in the middle course of the river, very deep. There were a few springs along the river, sweet and clear.I only went forward a little bit more than 4km but I had walked more than 20km for finding my way. It was not possible to cross the main stem, let alone the north bank of Bungdad Co. What I could only do was to try to find a shallow place to cross. But the southern area was a even larger piece of wetland and forced the road turn towards west. I spent a couple of hours but failed to find a good point to cross the river. In the afternoon, I decided to follow the edge of the wetland. When I reached the hill foot, the wetland finally disappeared. Around this area, there were clearly volcanic feature of terrain and I even found traces of pasturing and cairns made from volcanic rock.Here was the last pasturing trace I found throughout my journey, I guessed it was a summer pasture area. After this, there was no clear sign of human activities in this vast wilderness. I had been looking for my ways until it was dark. I made up my mind where to go TOMOrrow. The terrain here looked like Yardang landforms, as well as volcanic landforms The Yinshui He river from Orba CoSprings scattered all over the river bank, painted green by lovely algaeThe river was very deep. The mixture of green and amber colour showed the sand and mud carried by the melted iceThick layer of ice, sunken surface caused by strong gustsThe south course of the Yinshui He, countless small streams. To the right was the wetlandLooking for ways in the east, a trace of pasturing and the cairn made from spongy volcanic rocksMy camp, opposite to the hillDay 7 (April 26), 11km, Camping 5009mI moved forward to the direction I found yesterday, turning around the wetland and walking toward east. At 2pm, I was blocked by the zigzag Yinshui He again and I had no choice but to cross it. The river was about 700m wide, covered by ice which appeared very different. The hanging ice, the folding ice, the piling-up ice, the icy puddle, and the sleet were everywhere along the river bank. Having noticed all of these, I reckoned the river would be receding at dusk, which was why there were so many different shapes and forms of ice. I put my slipper on, going into the main stream of the river. I found there were at least three different courses of the river, the thickness of the surface ice varied and the river water reached above my knees. I sighed there would be no way back once I crossed this river. There are many ways in one's life too, you can only take it once and you will no long have the courage to repeat it.I pushed the bike crossing the river. Some of the ice was a bit soft, jamming the tyres so that I had to use my feet to break them first. Some of the ice was a bit thick but with half-melted underneath, sticking the the bike completely, some of the ice was half-water half-ice with a sandy riverbed, which was really hard to pass. I had to remove all of the panniers at the last stage of the crossing. I spent the whole four hours to cross the river, my legs got many bloody cuts. At 6pm, the surface ice was almost disappeared completely, the river level rapidly rising to a chaotic status. I thought if I hesitated a little bit at that time, I could not have the courage to cross this river under such circumstances. The river bank was unimaginably sandy and was quite steep. I had to unloaded the panniers again to reach the top of the bank. By the time of sunset, the weather became exceptionally good. The sunlight from the descending sun, the blue sky, the faint moon, .... I liked such a colorful and peaceful Chang Tang and very much enjoyed my camp and myself bathed in such beautiful colour.The ice like this was very thin and suspended, far away from the main stemHard surface with half-melted underneath, the soft sand at the botton was most scaryThe ice like this could easily jam the wheels, hard to get it outI had to unload the panniersChaotic water and terrible hails turned up in no timeThe Chang Tang at the moment liked it used to be,a mixture of cold and warm tones under the golden setting sun Day 8 (April 27), 14.6km, Camping 5112mLast night, I forgot to bring in the odometer, which was out of order due to the coldness in midnight. Since then I used GPS to check the mileage. The digital thermometer was no longer working. I had to use mercury thermometer to collect data. Night temperatures were basically between –15℃—–20℃ while the temperature inside my tent was about –10℃. The advantage of the integrated tent was that it limited the ventilation so to keep warm inside. However, it got clearly disadvantage of heavy condensation and dew. Every morning, there was plenty of frost inside the tent so that I had to put my hood on First Before fully getting dressed. The winds in Chang Tang finally became consistent with the pattern I had researched the other day no or very tiny wind in the morning, strong wind started after 2pm, and then at around 8pm its strength was reduced again. The accuracy of this prediction was about 80%.The road was very bad today. I walked whole afternoon in an ancient riverbed and it was so difficult that I had to use all of my strengths to move a small step forward and then to stop to breath, slower than a snail. After five hours' struggling, my eyes got wet when I saw the grassy river bank. Finally! The nightmare was over.Cold and clear morningHeavy morning condensation in the interior, a lot of frost to clearSuch dawning sunlight indicated a cloudy day ahead Day 9 (April 28), 18km, 5072mIn the morning I entered a range of sandy roads which were so terrible. The solar panel specially designed for GPS got short circuited. After checking it was found to be the diode got damaged. Luckily I got a replacement. Because the GPS was exclusively supplied by a solar panel so that it was no longer a problem for the power supplement of GPS. In a period of 70 days, I did replace the battery once, which saved me a lot of alkaline batteries. I did have another solar panel of 5.4 W which was used specifically for 7.5V Camera, DV and other digital facilities. Unlike water, I had never been short of power.At 7pm in the evening, I arrived at Pur Co. The surface of this lake was very odd the ice by the river bank rose and the river bank was broken, I reckoned that was due to the strong winds. The ice there was mingled with something yellow, could be the stain of alkali. There were many wild yaks on the other side of the lake. There could be two brown bears but I could not be for certain. On the east side of the lake, there was a peninsula leading to the centre of the lake. I camped just opposite to the peninsula. At night , I smashed the ice to get drinking water, which tasted alkali. For the first time I cooked the cereals, which was brought completely by accident. This was just because I found there was a little bit of extra space when I was in Nagri packing the stuff for this journey so that I bought two packs of cereals. It tasted disgusting, probably there was too much alkali in the water. I threw away half of it. Later I realised that probably I subconsciously felt that the provisions was so heavy. I would rather make it lighter at any cost.Dry all my stuff in the morning sun, a routine matterA faint dusk in Pur CoThe river bank pushed up by ice and opened like zipper by gustsThe pushed up surface of the iceThe place where I got my drinking water, a thin layer of ice behind the ablation corns The moment just before sun set, glittering Pur Co, nothing was the same差点儿没找到俺自己的帖子,原来变色了。多谢各位鼓励。 Day 10 (April 29), 16km, Camping 5141mIn the morning, I walked around the north bank of the Pur Co, where it were continuous ups and downs sprinkled with light yellow sprouts across the sparse grassland. The wild yaks clustered into small groups. All of a sudden, there was a group of five of them running towards me, blowing a huge cloud of dust with the power of thunderbolts,I believed that anyone who did not know the characters of the wild yaks must be frightened to death under such circumstances. The fact was the wild yaks in groups never injured people. Rushing to you just to show you its territory. When they approached people at certain distance, they would turn sharply and run away, and then stopped somewhere high to stare at you. You can not imagine that the wild yaks were very cautious animals compared with its almost one ton of weight. Their first reaction, when meeting people, was to raise their tails, the front hooves rubbing against the ground, the horns pointing forward, the eyes redden, and the long body hair shaking, all of which showed their determination to fight.This was the warning sign that you should retreat. However, you should realise that this was only a gesture that they were afraid of you and wanted to scare you away. The thing was that if you were not afraid of them and moved forward, they would run away in no time. There were only some mad yaks attacking people, which was really rare to happen. In Chang Tang, an experienced driver know that it is very dangerous to pass directly from two or three lonely wild yaks. They always tried to avoid confronting them directly. If this was not possible, they would lit a cigarette, smoking, to wait until the yaks walked away themselves. This was because the wild yaks really could attack vehicles, which was not completely rumors. I once asked them why I had not been attacked. They told me that because my bike was so small they would not be bothered to attack it. My own experience was that approaching a wild yak very slowly, do not look into its eyes, and ignored what it was doing. As long as it moved forward a little bit, just stop and give the yaks a little bit of time to think. Because if you forced the yak, it could be themost dangerous animal in the world and nothing could stop them killing. Even a gunshot could not kill it but only left a small hole in its skin. In the past, the nomads living near this land would use yaks' skin as chopping board which was very much endurable. At noon, I lost my balacLAVA, which was brand new and I had never used it once. I could not be bothered to go back tofind it. This resulted in that I had to have my fleece hat day and night in the rest of my journey, which did not provide fully protection from the sun in the plateau. But somehow I was all right, perhaps because my skin is similar to those of yaks, lol. At around half past one, I found a deserted Jeep, upside down. I felt it could be there for years and it could be the vehicle of someillegal HUNTERs. Nowadays, we have wildlife conservation reserves in Chang Tang and the animals here are well protected. However, some people kills the wild yaks to sell them as the domestic yak's meat. In general, it is worth 10,000 Chinese yuans for a single wild yak. Therefore many people take the risk to make money. They often enter the unpopulated areas to hunt and their activities can reach 200 km in diameter. This is why the wild yaks in the deep wilderness are less afraid of people than thoseat the boundaries of the Chang Tang region.There once happened that a wild yak mother revenged its baby's murder in the Altun mountains. Its horns pierced the killer's chest and held his body over its head for more than ten days, which was very touching.Around 3pm, I walked out of the Pur basin. The next point was Hong Shan Daban and then it was the Yueya Hu by the Toze Gangri. At this time I found a vehicle track from south to north. I checked over but could not find the way where they had gone. I took my map, GPS, and compass, climbing up a small hill to estimate the location of Hong Shan Daban. The mountain was very round and it was hard to find the mountain pass. After determining the location of the Daban, I moved straightforward. When I passed a messy grassland, I saw something that I was reluctant to see more than hundreds of wild yaks' head scattered all over, which was definitely the scene of the illegal hunting. After that it was a very long ancient river bed with soft sand slowly rising until the foot of the mountain.There are some spines on the surface of the tongues of wild yaks, which are used by nomads in this area as combs. They use them from their teens to the time when their hair becomes silver.The deserted Jeep, could be left by illegal hunters years agoThe slaughtered wild yaks with the wheel size heads. Some of the skulls were chopped into half. Why was that? Could be taken away for making combs?My camp at the foot of the Daban underthe lingering golden rays of the setting sun. Tomorrow's weather must be wonderful, I reckoned Day 11(April 30), 20.4km, Camping 5120mThe surface of the road leading to Hong Shan Daban was very hard, most of them were small rocks, sort of gravels, plus a quite long downhill slope, I pushed my bike more than 20km for the first time after Luxing Hu. The mountain pass was quite flat, just like a broad ridge, it was 5256m above the sea level. Upon arriving at the pass, Toze Gangri of 6356m was in my sight clearly, very much round and there was no back bone like normal snow covered mountains. Most of the snow mountains in Chang Tang looked like this probably it was due to the geological movements. There were quite a few chirus or Tibetan antelopes in the valley but I was not interested in this kind of animals anymore after I witnessed a large scale of migration of such animals last year elsewhere.The herbivorous animals here are very quick to reach its original size of the population, such as wild yaks, chirus, Tibetan gazelle, pika, and marmot. When you go into the depths of the Chang Tang, you could hardly be surpised by the sudden appearance of the chirus because they are so common in here. At this time of year, the chirus have already male-female parted. You could see many pregnant female chirus but hardly see any males. According to recent research, Zonag Co is not the only lake for breeding. There are at least four of them in the whole Chang Tang. Zonag Co, Tuzi Hu, Heishi Beihu, and another lake I can not remember. I think there must be more than four of them and most of the populations do not migrant long way like most people used to think. They generally migrant from south to north between Central Mountains and Kunlun Mountains.The chirus looks very timid but are very curious about outside world. They are not really afraid of people, particularly in the depth of the Chang Tang. The nearest distance we can approach is about 30m. They just stare at you calmly and think who you are and why you move so slow. They would run in front of you. Look like they are afraid of you but the fact is they are playing with you. A man's own character shapes his fortune. This is of course suit for animals too. The chirus are the typical one. They have a super speed and a pair of sharp antlers. If they are crazy, three of them work together could easily kill a wolf. But as you might have known, their antlers are just for fighting to mate with females.Down the Daban there was a very steep and straight road, I tried to ride the bicycle but ended up with falling over. The front rack came loose and one of the pannier flew into valley. The foot of the mountain was the Yueya Hu covered by ice, which was alake full of heavy metal elements. Along the lake bank there were many stark rocks very much weathered, lining up just like castles or houses. This made me stop to investigate what they were from time to time, I did understand they were just rocks though but they were so real like the figures of real people. On of them even made me hide in a ditch, observing them again and again using my binoculars. There were also many black volcanic rocks. All in all, the features of this area were really unusual.Passed over the Yueya Hu, it was an endless ancient lake bed. What my GPS showed was this area was a big lake like tentacles. I looked around, it was endless wilderness without a piece of ice and a drop of water. Roughly, I estimated this lake bed was about 1200 square meters. I had to tell you that Chang Tang was a place where there was no high-resolution map. The marks in the map often were some kind of memory. Just like this ancient lake bed under my feet, may be it was full of water a few years ago. Who knows. Pushing the bike in such an endless lake bed was very easy to get lost. My mind was in a chaotic status too.The migration of the animals, photo taken last year The road rising up to the Daban, full of gravels, very hard, ideal for pushing your bikeThe Yueya Hu gazed at by the round and smooth Toze Gangri. At a glimpse, could you tell which was mountain, which was cloud?Ancient lake bed. The white stains were the alkali, look like ice. About wildlife (part 1)Declaration Personal experience for reference onlyDangerous wild animals and their threats to human beings are a ever-LASTING subject for those backpackers travelling in the wild.In Chang Tang, for example, there are two kinds of deadly animals, one is wolves and the other is brawn bears. As substitutes, wild yaks and crows might be dangerous to you in some circumstances that I will come back to this a little bit later on. As for how to protect yourself against these dangerous animals, I think the primary point is you do not try to hurt them because the emotions of human and animals are same instinctively. [Wolves]Throughout my journey, I met wolves a total of seven times, in which I confronted them five times. As you might have known that wolves have become more and more solitary animals, it is very rare they live in a large group nowadays. Please allow me off the point a little bit and talk about the ecological problems in Chang Tang. The problem is now not the decrease of the number of the chirus but the imbalance of the whole food chain, more specifically, the number of the animals on the higher trophic levels of the food chain has not yet reached its ideal level which results in this kind of imbalance. Particularly, the pikas and the marmots who have lost their predators rapidly expanse which results in the desertification of Chang Tang. As early as the middle of last century, wolves were the dominant predators in the vast wilderness. They became a threat not only to other preys but also nomads pasturing in this land. Therefore, the then government called on people to cull back the population of the wolves in Chang Tang, which resulted in the current situation directly. The last official record about wolves attacking humans was around 1970s, which happened in Bamaoqiongzong. A team of secientists was surrounded by a group of wolves and they had to shoot them using guns. Of course, at present in Chang Tang, wolves are absolutely lonely.In this traverse, the first time I encountered a pair of wolves, one of them staying in front of me pretending to attack me while the other staying behind me. This is the standard attacking strategy of wolves. First, you should not be nervous which can be easily detected by the predators. Second, you should not retreat even an inch because this means you are the prey rather than the predator. Do not make any large movement, of course you could take a picture if you feel safe to do so. You must look into its eyes for a few minutes or even half an hour. When the wolves can not work out who you are and consider you are not posing any danger to them, then they will leave. You should remember that wolves in this land do not lack of food and it is much easy for them to catch a pika than a human. Even if being hungry, they would evaluate how easy to get you done, What you need to do is to show them that you are not interested in them and you are not afraid of them at all, let alone to show your ID card to them. As for the wolves family, really, I have not heard for ages. If you really have an encounter with them and they have no other choice, then it definitely depends on your forture. In fact, for so many year, it has been very rare to happen that wolves kill human. But the rumours are still there, in particular, the road connecting Xinjiang and Tibet.The nearest encounter with a wolf throughout my journey, no conflict at all[Brown Bears]Brown bears are real dangerous animals to human. Every year there are some accidents happened in some regions of Xinjiang on the north side of Kunkun Mountains and steppes in Northern Tibet. More than that the bears could attack your house, smash your windows, and eat your sheep. Therefore, in Northern Tibet some local councils give subsidies to the pastorarists for compensating the losses due to the bears because they are not allow to fight back and kill the bears except their lives are in great danger. Once there was a nomad taught me a method to protect yourself from bears. He told me to pick up a stick to feed the bear and the bear thinks the stick is your hand which tastes disgusting. So the bear would leave. It was so funny but the reality is to find a stick in this vast wilderness is just like you win the lottery.Bears are omonivorous animal who are generally not interested in human flesh. You can find that in most of accidents, the bears did not eat any of the human flesh rather they just smashed them for kind of fun that we could not understand. For the reason why bears kill human, one explanation is the conflict between human and wildlife in this extreme ecological environment. The nomads invade the habitats of the bears, which results in these conflicts. On the other hand, it might be because bears have quite high IQ so that they think it is much easy to kill a sheep in the cote rather than to kill a pika in the wild.I have met bears five times in my traverse, in two cases we were very close to each other. I had even walked with one of them for quite a while, just like we had a date for a walk. The fact is it is not that terrible like you might imagine. The same rules for dealing with wolves apply to bears. Never provoke dangerous animals. A bear can run at a speed of 40km/h, do you think you can compete this in a highland 5,000m above sea level?However, there is a situation where it is really dangerous, that is the encounter. It is not easy to control your instinctive reaction to the external dangers. Last year once I turned around a hill, there was a bear just in front of me. The bear of course was frightened by me with its front legs holding up, waving in the air and roaring. At that time I sat on the ground, ignoring it. The bear then left in a few minutes. Chang Tang is a vast land so that this is not that easy to happen. But if it does happen, really only God can bless you.The nearest encounter with a bear throughout my journey. This bear disappeared in a herd of wild yaks, which I had tried hard to spot, really weird About wildlife (part 2)Declaration personal experience for reference only.[Wild Yaks]I have talked about quite a few, like in the post of Day10. I will no longer talk about it.This was the funniest encounter with a solitary wild yak, who did not warn me. If I sat down, it sat down too. If I moved forward, it stopped. Could not imagine what it was thinking about.[Crows]Crows are dangerous only when you fall unconscious in the wilderness. Of course they will be the first to taste your flesh in that case. Unlike their cousinsliving in urban areas, the crows in Chang Tang have a larger body like eagles. When they fly over your head, you could feel like it is a piece of cloud. They are scavengers but like fresh meat too. It once happened that a baby was killed by crows relentlessly, let alone the lambs got killed by them. Once a nomad asked me for fireworks to scare the crows away. (They are sacred birds not to be killed by human)It is easy to defend yourself against crows, that is to keep fighting, never fall in the wilderness.A short break attracted the crows. Of course, they were miscalculating this time, photo taken last year[Strategies Adopted]At the time when I met the four soldiers in Jieshan Daban, they said there were many dangerous animals in the Northern Tibet and asked me if I had brought a shotgun. I think if they knew that I would enter Chang Tang they would definitely check if I really have a shotgun. The so-called defence facilities I brought with me were the fireworks and pepper spray. I had never used them. The fireworks were ruined and thrown away when I crossed a river and I had never opened the pepper spray. I even had never thought about this when camping in the night. The reason was I did not feel the needs. During the day time whenever I met any animals I had never touched the knife I had brought. I did not have anything to defend myself when I walked out to investigate the route. The Chang Tang is really a vast area so as to be very easy to detect anything strange.By the way, you'd better to avoid mating season's animals because even tamed rabbits could be aggressive in mating season.The thing is even if you have a gun, it is not very much helpful when bears attack you. Therefore, your attitude is most important.I can tell you something. Dogs are more dangerous than these wild animals. I had been chased by Tibetan dogs, pounced on by dogs in mating season, also besieged by a group of dogs. I really feel it is more useful to know how to defend a dog.Declaration again The above experience is from Chang Tang only. Of course, the more you prepared, the better. Day 12 (May 1), 23.8km, Camping 5117mToday was May 1 -- the Labour Day, I had been walking in some lake area marked in the map but clearly dried up. The lake basin was flat and hard so that I even pushed my bike more than 20km. Let it be the special treat for my May Day. After midday it became cloudy with growing winds. Since the Yueya Hu that I passed yesterday, there were no big lakes until Yanghu Co (My route would be between Jianshui Hu and Bairab Co), there was even no light alkaline water to drink so I had to pay extra attention not to miss any possible drinking water supply to fill up my water bag. There were a few very small lakes but all were alkaline puddles which was very shallow, whose depth was no more than the length of a half-finger. These puddles were covered with a hard shell of the mixture of salt and ice which smelled stinking and decaying when getting closer, must be toxic water I supposed. On the shore of this type of small lakes it was muddy soil and very hard to get closer.There was no sign of tundra at all.It was almost half past six when I found some snow corns in a ditch, which was the only drinking water supply of the day. There was a thin layer of melted ice on the surface of the ground near the snow corn, which was very hard to collect and was contaminated by the alkali. The snow corn was the yet melted thick snow, which was shaped like a corn by wind. The snow was quite hard and dry,porous like ice. I crushed a few snow corns, putting them into the water bag.They would be my drinking water tonight. These snow corns were the only one in today's wilderness, I reckoned the reason why they were not melted like others was the soil underneath contained large amount of ice blocks which acted as a freezer.Very strong gale in the night, it was hard to bear the sound of the vibration of the tent. Small single tent was good in the sense that it would not be blown away as long as you stayed inside. But you had to be very careful to set up the tent. I once did not pay much attention when doing so, the tent was blown away by winds, and rolling over like a Giant lantern ... I ran after it, got it back, and was exhausted. In general, it is not possible to fix the tent completely using tent pegs because they were not very much effective like large tents. It was snowing around 23 o'clock, the winds were howling from north,then the falling snow flakes landed on my tent quietly, I finally felt at peace and fell asleep. The flat ancient lake basin, assisting me walking more than 20kmSmall lake en route, toxic waterSnow corns, the only drinking water supply today Day 13 (May 2), 0km, Camping 5117mWaking up in the morning and opening the tent, the heavy snow outside must be sent by the God to force me have a break for the May Day. After lying in for a while, getting up and walking on the snowy ground out I went to have a look around. As first sight there were a herd of chirus. They were plainly to be spotted because they looked like a clear black straight line in the while snow. I returned to get my camera and then followed them to take some pictures. But they were very much alert and kept a quite long distance from me. I felt they were a group of pregnant females, instinctively protecting themselves from any potential harm. I was no longer short of water, the snow gave me a precious supply of drinking water. The problem was that they were very petrol consuming. I tool 8.6 litre of petrol and the oil stove was Duola's MSR. The pot was of 1.5 litre, mainly for boiling water. After several days' experiments, I found that the liquid water needed 16mins and 14-15mins to boil in the morning and evening, respectively. For ice, it would take 35-40mins while for snow it took 45-50mins. Melting snow was a very time and petrol consuming process so if I had a choice between snow and light alkaline water, most of time I would go with the latter. Lying inside the tent, listening to musics,I smoked a cigarette while gazing at the more and more chirus around me. Because it was very cold I had been wearing my shoes all the time. Now I just put my bare feet under the warm sun for some fresh air. I found three cuts in my hands and one in my sole. The cuts were about 4cm in length, looked terrible but it was actually all right really. Half of my toes were injured by to much walking, quite painful. I fetched my medicine bag and found I only got four patches of plasters, a serious mistake. One of the cuts in my hand had never been cured until I was out of this desolate land so as to feel like this finger would drop from my hand at any time. The others quickly recovered in a few days then new cuts appeared elsewhere. This process occurred periodically. I felt that it was somewhat related to the cold, dry weather and the lack of vitamins. The snow rapidly disappeared, which is unique phenomenon in Chang Tang. Because of the low air humidity and the high radiation from the sun, the snow was evaporating very fast, much quicker than the melting speed. Owing to this, the ground was generally still dry after the snow disappeared. In most cases, it would be only 2/5 left in the afternoon around 2 to 3 o'clock and small patches of ground could be seen. It would be completely all right for walking the next day. On the third day there could be some snow left in somewhere the sunlight hard to reach. So generally it could give you three days of water supply after a heavy snow like this. One of the pannier was broken, the most expensive one from deuter series, supposed to be waterproof. I will come back to it at some point later. Everything was covered by snow, no way out Lying in the middle of Chang Tang, listening to Tian Zhen's songs, and smoking Baisha cigarettes, what else can you ask for? The pregnant female chirus in migration, probably heading to Heishi Beihu to give birth([]
链接: D1~D6 黔南:荔波,茂兰,小七孔,怎雷水族村寨 D7~D9 黔东南:高排苗寨 D10-~D11 黔东南:车江侗寨,大利侗寨 D12~D13 黔东南:朗德上寨,雷山县,乌东寨 D13~D17 黔东南:西江苗寨,鼓藏节,雷山苗年游行,新桥苗寨,陶尧斗牛 D18~D19 黔东南:镇远 D20~D21 黔东南:三门塘侗寨,隆里古城 D22-D23 黔东南:地扪侗寨,黎平天生桥,翘街 D25-D27 黔东南:肇兴,八寨一山,堂安 D28-D29 黔东南:岜沙苗寨,黄岗侗寨 D29-D30 黔南:都匀,天落水 D31 贵阳:花溪公园 D31 贵阳:青岩古镇黔西南 D32 黔西南:安顺屯堡 D32 黔西南:本寨屯堡 D32 黔西南:云山屯 D33 黔西南:格凸河D34黔西南:格凸河——中洞线路D34黔西南:中洞苗寨D35黔西南:中洞-望谟D36黔西南:安龙D37黔西南:兴义马岭河峡谷D38黔西南:兴义万峰林D39-40黔西南:花江峡谷 悬索公路桥D41: 织金洞D42:贵阳D43:贵阳黔灵山…… 几乎没有过渡的,列车穿过几个隧道后,窗外的风景就从满眼青山直接跳转到满眼房子。守着贵州群山之中珍贵的几块平坝子的贵阳,正像一群快速繁殖的菌落,极尽所能的把建筑安插到山间平地上的每一处缝隙。 跟中国所有城市火车站一样,贵阳火车站站前人头攒动。快速通过鱼龙混杂的广场,挤公交,到长途汽车站,买票,转身登上去往荔波的车……一路都没停下。甚至在公交车上都因为是站着,没能瞅一眼窗外的街市长什么样,只看见了堵了一路的汽车。在我的计划中,贵阳排在行程的末尾,作为旅途最后的休闲游。现在它只是一个中转站。 开往荔波的车程中,富有喀斯特地貌特点的尖头山峰在云雾中若隐若现。路边偶尔闪过几块路牌:凯里,都匀,三都,榕江……这些地方在数日后将是我的目的地。 车载音响一直放着连我这样大俗的人都受不了的大俗网络歌曲,尽管我努力想靠看风景和睡觉来“选择性失聪”,但那神作般的歌词和曲调还是顽强的灌进耳膜,胁迫我感受着男猪女猪的撕心裂肺死去活来。终于,一阵熟悉的旋律响起--《爱情买卖》!曾经不屑一顾的神曲此刻听起来如此亲切。 音乐承载记忆。在熟悉的音乐中,记忆自动回放,心中的忧郁小情怀便泛滥开来……去年今日,我也许正缩在办公室电脑前,耳机里放着随机播放的爱情买卖,屏幕上一个窗口CAD一个窗口浏览器,鼠箭头指着最小化,以防领导随时来袭……此时此刻,我眼前是前排椅背上的“XX医院专治男科”,旁边座位上是一位打瞌睡的老伯,随着车身的摇晃时不时把脑壳靠到我肩上…… 带点孩子气的离开看似的安稳,转而上路去寻找可能只是虚空的所谓理想。下一次听爱情买卖时,我会在做什么,找到自己想要的了吗?还是又重新回到电脑前画着一道道线偷着看网页…… 纠结的我,沿着纠结的我制定的纠结的路线,开始了在贵州的纠结旅行。 只是想试试。 行程:荔波县-茂兰-怎雷水族寨-高排苗寨-榕江县-车江侗寨-大利侗寨-雷山县-乌东寨-西江苗寨-雷山鼓藏节-镇远-三门塘侗寨-锦屏县-隆里古城-地扪侗寨-黎平县-肇兴-从江-岜沙苗寨-黄岗侗寨-都匀-贵阳花溪-青岩古镇-安顺-天龙屯堡-云峰八寨-紫云格凸河-中洞苗寨-望谟县-安龙县-兴义-花江峡谷-北盘江峡谷-关岭-织金洞-贵阳第一站:黔南,荔波tips:交通:公路,贵阳金阳客运站有到荔波的班车,车程约4小时;坐火车要到荔波西边的麻尾站下,从麻尾到荔波途中就可顺路去大小七孔。住:因为旅游的兴起,县城里各种档次的酒店旅馆都有,不难找。我住的是出车站左拐100米左右的茂兰宾馆,间一百,房间很大,还有一台自动麻将桌。前台可以问询前往茂兰保护区旅游的事宜。吃:车站外马路对面桥头的步行街晚上有夜排档,往里走到榕树脚周边也有几家餐馆。另外在县城点的广场边上有条餐饮街,有烤鱼,杨梅汤。玩:茂兰,车站有很多发往茂兰方向的车,从永康方向进入,车程约1小时到景区大门的尧古村。村中有住宿客栈。保护区很大,景区开发的几个景点之间距离都很远,不想走路的话可以包面包车或摩托车。走路的话一天时间足够从尧古边走边玩到五眼桥住宿,一路上都有村庄人家,主要路口有指示牌,不用担心迷路。尧古-洞塘-五眼桥一线主要景点:石上森林,布依村寨,尧所古桥,水上森林,青龙潭青龙瀑,九洞天穿洞群,原始森林……建议用两到三天慢慢感受喀斯特峰丛的魅力。回程可就近从五眼桥附近的巴克检查站搭过路车回荔波县城。小七孔,荔波车站坐车,20分钟一班,金杯面包车居多。中间回会经过大七孔景区。小七孔景区里就没什么好说的了,坐景区观光车来往于各个景点。 D12011年10月26日午后到荔波,没出车站,直接买票去茂兰保护区。趁等车的空隙在候车厅边上的粉店要了碗米粉。第一次吃这种扁宽形状的粉略感新鲜,哪想后来这种米粉伴随了我大半个旅程,吃的都要吐了。到茂兰保护区大门口的尧古村只要半个多小时车程,下车前班车师傅热心的为我指点了路边的一处农家客店。进堂屋大门,两位坐在小凳上聊天的老阿婆停下来,转头疑惑的望向我。“老人家,你们这里可以住宿的撒?”我自以为用四川话就可以走遍贵州,还能增添一些亲切感。两位老人冲我呵呵笑了,但显然没有听明白。慢慢用普通话又复述了一遍后,一位老人用方言向屋里喊了几句,另一位戴着老花镜的阿婆循声从里屋走出来,“#@%*…住宿啊#¥%……”其他没听懂,好歹听见了关键词,看样子应该是她家的店了。去楼上客房住下,这里客房很多,只是因为淡季,空荡荡的楼层里就只有我一个人住。 尧古是个布依族的小村子,沿路修的新房就跟广大中国农村的房子一样,方方正正没有表情的方盒子。远离公路的一侧,几十栋破旧的干栏式木房错落着挤在一起,两口水塘映出它们苍老的面孔。天气阴冷,飘着毛毛雨,村中的小巷里都见不着人,只有从隔音不好的木房里透出的电视声锅碗瓢盆声说明生活还在继续。 对于大部分游客观光者来说,“屋没有不破的,墙没有不斜的,人没有不老的”的景象可能是个不错的摄影材,可在世代在此居住生活的村民眼里,这些破旧意味着生活的穷困。他们很不解:“大城市这么好,这里这些破房子有什么看头?”贵州常见的阴阴天加上灰暗的老木楼,让拍出来的照片都是一片灰调子 雨下大了,索性回屋去找那三位阿婆聊天,虽然能听懂的不多。阿婆们正在做手工,用当地的土布缝被单。碰巧停电,她们搬着小板凳坐到大门前,借着天光,在布上缝出一道道褶皱来拼成各种花纹图案。“做这个很麻烦呢#¥&*@…要做大半年呢#!¥…缝完还要染色呢%¥…现在年轻人都不愿做了呢……”阿婆热情的向我介绍着,我吃力听着报以微笑。屋外,小雨淅沥沥的背景音中,除了偶尔的鸡鸣狗吠再也没有其他声音。屋里,三位老人的话因为我这个难得的倾听者变得多了起来,尽管大部分情形是:她们说话,我听不懂,呵呵笑着换下一个话;我说话,她们听不懂,笑笑,转下一个话……一个下午就这么过去,不用考虑时间不用着急行程,让光阴在谈笑间悠然划过……一阵嘈杂声及时打断了我又要泛滥的小情怀。来电了,阿婆的孙子放学回家迫不及待的打开电视,奥特曼与美少女战士混搭出来的粗劣动画片正激情上演。阿婆一边收拾东西一边招呼我过去,用手指指嘴。哈哈,这个我懂——“吃饭去!” D2 2011年10月27日下午四点半,轻装走完青龙潭,在溪边坐着休息。看着茂密的树幽蓝的水听着轰鸣的瀑流清脆的鸟鸣,人仿佛被大自然纯净的气场包裹着,普通青年瞬间就变文艺青年了,想写点什么的心情自然而然涌上来。独坐溪旁,回忆整理…… 早晨出门,雨还下着,经过茂兰保护区大门,工作人员都还没上班。看着那块着票价的牌子,一边默念“其实我不想逃票”,一边加快脚步进入景区,沿公路前行。果真是淡季么,一路上人影都难碰见一个,连那些在大地上像波浪般大起大落的喀斯特峰丛们都把头埋进云层里打瞌睡,只留个半身给我看,却也显出些灵秀的姿色。雨下的不小,撑开伞直接架到头和背包之间,心中还飘出些许雨中漫步的小情趣。随着鞋子、裤子、上衣的逐一潮湿,浪漫转化为对这鬼天气的抱怨,加快脚步,祈祷早点找到户人家避避雨。在一个叫董歹的路边小村走进一间小卖店躲雨,男老板不仅搬出凳子,还邀请我与他共进早餐。人家这么热情我也不好意思干坐着,顺手买了包一块钱的饼干还个人情。一口饼干下去,口感奇异,就像屋外潮湿的天气。雨小了,继续上路。公路沿着峰丛中的洼地低谷绕行,串起被群山隔出来的一个个山间平坝。在“平地如金”的喀斯特山区,只要是稍微平坦一点的谷地,都会被开辟成一块块田地,如彩色的拼图镶嵌在挺拔的山峰之间。有田就会有村庄,每穿过一段山林,眼前还被树枝灌木遮挡时,耳朵里就已经听的到回荡山间的鸡鸣狗吠,提醒我前方又将与一座世外桃源不期而遇。人和自然,一个耕种平地一个守护山峰,一个收获粮食一个带来苍翠和清新。清秀如黛的山水正是人与自然共生共荣的最好证明。中午,正走的双肩酸痛膝盖发软,一辆面包车停到我面前,一位广东风味的老伯从副驾驶探出头:“朋友,去哪里……”“就去前面五眼桥,搭个顺风车行不?”“欢迎欢迎……”欢迎?这是什么说法。上车落座,发现后排坐了四五位抱着长枪短炮的老伯。“呵呵,你们拍照哇?”我无话找话。前排招呼我上车的老伯转过头来:“小伙子一个人出来啊,厉害厉害。”第一句话听得我很荡漾。“小伙子我和司机商量了下,就收你二十元车费吧……”呃,看来我和他们对“搭车”这个词汇的理解有分歧,二十块的车费也是赤裸裸鄙视我狂走一上午的劳动成果。找了个“想下车拍照”的理由,果断下车,继续虐待肩膀膝盖。话说回来,在车上看风景也就是一闪而过,只有行走其中,才能慢慢品味风景的美嘛……花了两个小时到五眼桥,寻个农家乐放下包,去附近的青龙瀑走走。沿着溪谷边的石板路向下游走,一路藤蔓交错怪石嶙峋。雨后的一切很是清新,石头上附生的苔藓翠绿可人,恨不得拽一把回去炒个菜吃。空气也有一股湿润的味道,假想着漂浮的一个个大大的“O2”“O2”被吸进肺里就顿觉畅快。景点里没有一个人,我算是包场游。一路拍照一路闹走到青龙瀑布,瀑布巨大的轰鸣声马上掩盖住了我的叫声。河水在陡崖上汇聚成汹涌的激流,一头扎入十米之下的一潭碧水中,水雾四散。瀑布下这拥有迷人的天蓝色湖水的深潭就是青龙潭,要是夏天到此,想必没有多少人能抵挡住湖水的诱惑而纵身跃入吧。D3 2011年10月28日雨雨雨……早晨起床看窗外都没下雨,马上要出门上山了就又下起来了。幸好今天主打洞内项目,影响不大。今天要去的黑洞神仙洞九连天三个溶洞彼此相隔很近,都分布在半山腰上。溶洞规模都不大,也有些破坏,但对初识溶洞的我来说,第一次钻进黑乎乎的地下世界是很新鲜的体验,而且这几个未经灯光修饰,保留着一些原始和神秘的洞穴也增添了探洞的刺激,每当头灯的光线照亮那些黑暗中奇形怪状的石笋,石钟乳,石幔时,都能体会到发现的乐趣……这里的洞穴沉积物虽然比不上著名溶洞景观,却也算为我上了一堂洞穴入门课。下午,坐车回到荔波县城。雨停了,天空虽然还遍布黑云,但雨后的透彻让人能清晰的望见环绕耸立在县城四围的群山;樟江绕城而过,平静的水面倒映着这座江边小城的休闲气质。傍晚,夜市兴盛,烤鱼、火锅的香味轮番勾引着食欲。可惜独身一人吃锅火锅未免太过奢侈,只能还走进车站旁边那家粉店,抱碗米粉暗自神伤。洗洗睡吧……D42011年10月29日小七孔离荔波县城不远,但小七孔景区的票价却离这大山腹地好远。在中国要分辨一座景区是不是世界遗产地,单从票价上就基本看得出来。老天看在我这次没逃票的面子上,终于让休息了几天的太阳露面了。进大门第一个景点是小七孔古桥——经常出现在杂志媒体上的小七孔志性景观就是它了。顾名思义有七个桥孔的石桥跨在说不清是绿还是蓝的水面之上,桥头一棵老树枝繁叶茂老藤缠绕,泛出些秋天的颜色,确实很入画。这幅画面已经被拍滥了,但既然来了,还是完成任务一样的举起相机,拍下基本雷同的照片,证明到此一游。千姿百态的水是小七孔景区的主,景区的游览公路和步道就沿着山谷里的一带碧水修建,一路跌水瀑布不断。正值周末,加上小七孔名声在外,景区里游客很多,习惯了前几日“包山”“包水”的专场游,现在要面对经常窜入镜头的人头很有些不适应。水上森林,一段有点坡度的溪流中长出的树林,所谓“树在水上,水在林中”,如果用相机慢门拍摄,会出现银白色的丝缎在茂密的林中缠绕穿行的画面。因降雨涨起来的溪水淹没了林中的一些步道,需要脱鞋涉水。难得一次亲近自然地机会让人们兴奋异常,即便深秋的溪水已经冰冷刺脚也愿意在水里多站一会嬉笑拍照。卧龙潭,远远透过树林的缝隙瞥见潭水的颜色就被hold住了。尽管曾经的小水电开发在潭口留下一道人工的堤坝,但这丝毫不影响卧龙潭的惊艳。潭水漫过弧形的石堤,在石壁上摊开成一挂优雅的百褶裙,前几天的降雨让每一道“褶皱”饱满圆润,从容坠落。而百褶裙后面那潭水色更让人词穷,就像兑进去无数瓶“湖蓝”颜料,蓝的失真。鸳鸯湖,光从岸上看,湖水似乎比不过卧龙潭,只有坐船深入,才能体会出它的独特。和码头管理员磨了半天嘴皮子,才同意让我一个人划一条船。划过一片开阔的水面进入湖深处,发现这里面别有一番天地:两岸茂密的植被茂密,水道时宽时窄纵横交错,要不是时常遇见别的游船我都要担心会有迷路的可能。转过几个小岛,几棵大树在镜面一样的湖水中静立,水色随着湖底深浅和光线明暗不断幻化,颇有些魔幻世界的调调。天钟洞,愿爬到半山腰上看溶洞的游客不多,等满十个人才有个讲解员带入洞。洞中游览路线不长,洞中的沉积景观也无非被讲解员包装成大象狮子美女人脸之类。镇洞之宝是一柱浑圆粗壮的石笋,像口大钟稳稳扣在洞厅中央。远远看着石笋和旁边渺小的游客,暗暗感叹时光的力量。回程车上,迷糊中听得前排女声问司机小吃街云云,惊醒,跟着跳下车。遂于同为独自出行的游者搭上话,AA烤鱼杨梅汤,大快朵颐……原来我也是个吃货。D5 2011年10月30日在去往三都县都江镇颠簸的中巴车上,售票大姐得知我要去怎雷村,特地介绍了车上一位回怎雷村的小伙给我认识。小伙是苗族,在浙江打工好几年,普通话说得不错。已经3年没有回过家的他对于家乡的近况也不是太清楚,这次回家是为了过农历十一月里苗家十三年一次的盛大鼓藏节,杀猪,斗牛,跳芦笙……小伙描述的过节场景听的我心神向往。“结婚了吗?”小伙腼腆一笑,指了指车前排。“结了,在前面坐着呢,一个寨的。”“以后准备就呆在城市里还是回来呢……”“恩……回来吧……”他略一沉吟,“老家空气好啊……”小伙笑着转过头,望向窗外河谷里静静流淌的都柳江。 都江镇坐落在都柳江河谷半山腰上,因坡度大,公路在镇上折了好几个“之”字。帮那对小夫妻搬着行李爬上最上一层街道,强烈的民族风一下子扑面而来。正逢镇上赶集,周边村寨的村民都前来“赶场”,晃动着各种花花绿绿民族服饰的街道格外热闹。跟还要在镇上逛街访亲戚的小夫妻告了别,转身去寻找去怎雷的面包车。 我这身冲锋衣和背上的大包在人群中格外扎眼,周围的乡亲们都穿着陌生的服饰说着陌生的语言,用疑惑的目光看着我这异客。尽管我尽力保持微笑以示友好,但心里却因为忽然包围的陌生环境而无所适从,竟有想按“ESC”退出游戏的古怪念头。 不过人们的纯朴热情很快消除了这种不适感。坐上面包车,左边是一位身着水绿色布衣,包着白色头巾的水族妇女;右边挤着苗族老阿婆,黑色油布衣上绣着彩色绣片。乘客们都是怎雷村的,一路上彼此说笑着。我也没受冷落,大家用我能大概听懂的贵州当地话(他们叫“客话”)和我聊天,为我在村中的住宿行程出主意。一旁的老阿婆念叨着农村人衣服太脏,尽管我一再解释,阿婆还是刻意避免她的衣服挨上我的衣服,让我十分过意不去——我这一星期没换的衣服也没干净到哪去啊。 在都江镇的坡顶上就能远远看见怎雷村寨层层叠叠的瓦屋顶了。但望山跑死马,面包车又是下山又是上山绕了40分钟才到村口。“怎雷”水语意为岩脚下的寨子,据寨中老者说已有300多年历史,现为贵州省首批典型民族文化村寨之一。怎雷由上寨,中寨,下寨和排长组成。其中上、中、下三寨依次坐落在半山坡上,主要居住着水、苗两族。从远处看,一片青瓦覆盖的传统民居建筑与青山浑然一体,梯田、林地点缀其间,颇具特色。 沿水泥路走进上寨,经过的一座新修的寨门显露出旅游开发的痕迹。循着一阵新鲜豆腐的香气找到挂着“旅游定点接待户”的韦刚林家住宿,大嫂正在房前做着热气腾腾的豆腐。 韦大哥一家为水族人,儿女都在外地打工,家里就他们夫妇二人和一位失聪的老父亲。韦大哥带我走上吱嘎作响的木楼梯登至二楼,坐到外廊的“美人靠”上。这里视野开阔,几层梯田之后是中寨错落的屋顶和蒙蒙远山。 韦大哥说门口那块接待牌已经挂了好几年,村里也曾为了发展旅游修整了村中的道路,还搞了座博物馆。但由于怎雷位置太过偏僻,交通不便,近几年除了比较大的节日外,游客都寥寥无几。“我以后想在屋门口的坝子上盖个凉亭,这样可以吸引游客……”他的汉话说的不太流利,但从语气里能听出他对美好未来的期盼。“就是不知道这旅游什么时候搞的起来哦……”韦大哥最后叹了口气,无奈的冲我笑笑。旅游业对于地处贵州大山中的穷困山村来说似乎是快速发展经济的有效手段之一。但从乡村旅游发展的现状来看,在找到一条解决传统文化保护与村民物质生活改善矛盾的途经之前,旅游开发到底是福是祸,谁也说不清楚。 晚餐是火锅,其实就是“一锅熟”,贵州少数民族地区最常见的做菜方式——一锅酸汤,放入菜或肉煮着吃,锅上架一铁圈,放上一个小碗盛蘸料用。今天算我有口福,赶上韦大哥今天去赶场买回一条当地人叫“塘角鱼”的大鱼,肉嫩味鲜,和着现做的嫩豆腐,沾上放了一种有奇特味道香草的辣椒,真是美味的原生态酸汤鱼大餐。虽然早闻黔东南人民的酒量,但他家自酿的米酒酒味不重,微甜的味道让我放松了警惕,跟大哥大嫂你一口我一碗的喝了三碗。没想米酒后劲十足,酒劲一上来我就华丽倒下了。D6 2011年10月31日 天蒙蒙亮,怎雷村头的小学校就开始播放音乐,那些熟悉轻快的校园民谣让我在半梦半醒间仿佛穿越回曾经的童年时代。早上起来头不痛心不恶,果然是好酒不上头。怎雷的民居都是清一色的干栏建筑,木柱木墙覆歇山瓦顶(寨中新建的房子首层有开始采用砖混结构的,不仅让建筑更稳固,也起到防火的效果),大部分建筑都被岁月浸上一层深褐色,其中不乏上百年的老房子。民居多为两层,首层养牲口堆放杂物(也有临公路边的人家把首层改作店铺),二层则是起居区域,因此通常看到木楼梯直通二层。楼上一般有一外廊,或悬挑或有柱落地。虽然建筑结构都为干栏式,但寨中各家各户并不局限于统一的形式,如楼梯的位置有的放于侧面直通二层房门,有的置于正面通向外廊;外廊的利用也多样,有当外阳台使用,做栏杆“美人靠”,也有做成晾台挂满玉米,还有的人家把部分外廊围合起来扩大房间面积。穿斗抬梁式木结构的灵活性让人们可根据自家使用、资金等情况选择合适的形式。 寨中的建筑都是顺山势而建,基本都不在一个水平面上,因此形成一个立体的建筑聚落空间:路一侧是架在半坡上得仰望的吊脚楼,而另一侧却只看到下层坡地上建筑的瓦屋顶……穿行其间是一种有趣的空间体验。怎雷村上寨和下寨都是水族人居住,中寨则既有水族又有苗族。单从建筑上其实分辨不出水族和苗族的差别——村中人家造房请的都是同一批木匠师傅。不过晾在窗前屋外的不同的民族服饰就像鲜明的旗帜,让人一下就能分清族别。生活在同一片屋檐下的水苗两族人们并不因为穿着不同的服装而划清界限各自生活。在怎雷村,水族人会说苗话,苗族人会讲水话,既延续各自的传统,也彼此交流尊重,求同存异。走在寨里的小道上,时常能见到这样的场景:苗族妇女和水族妇女一起坐在屋檐下聊天,一边的水族妇女手中缝着水族风格的绣花鞋,另一边的苗族妇女灵活操纵着织布机,织着色彩鲜艳的苗族彩布……走进中寨的一户苗族人家,男主人正在做木工装修自家的房子,他妻子和老妈妈则忙碌着织布绣衣。男主人也姓韦——韦姓是怎雷村的一大姓,看着和我年龄相仿。韦兄告诉我,他们想赶在鼓藏节之前把房子装好,好迎接客人——十三年一次的鼓藏节每家都会来十几桌客人,女人们赶制的新衣服也就是为过节准备的。“那你怎么不穿苗服呢?”我问。我发现村中的男性很少有穿民族服装的。“穿那个太麻烦了,”韦兄笑着指指他老婆正穿着的艳丽的苗服。“她们穿着漂亮,我们是还要干活的,那衣服太容易破了……”我也注意到村中的男性确实很少有穿民族服装的了。“修一栋这样的房子多少钱呢?”我对农村房屋的造价很感兴趣。“六、七万吧……听说城里一个平米要几万块啊……”看来城市住房的高房价已臭名远扬。在城市里,人们倾其所有,像寄居蟹一样得到个小盒子,能不遇到拆迁住个几十年就算不错了。而在像怎雷一样的山村地区,一栋屹立百年的老屋可以居住数代人,破了旧了就在原址修复重建,这不仅是居住文化的沿袭传承,而且是联系整个家族承上启下的纽带,一个家族的根系就在他们热爱的土地上深深扎下来。([]
美国佛蒙特州440公里的"长小道", The Long Trail, 是美国最老的长距离贯通徒步小道。它于1910年至1930年期间修筑完成。其南端起点为与麻萨诸塞州的州界,北部终点是与加拿大接壤的边境线。"长小道"穿越佛蒙特州境内的整个绿山山脉,Green Mountains的大部分顶峰。 同时它又与美国东部地区的另一个3500公里的长距离小道,阿帕拉契亚小道, Appalachian Trail,在其南部公享170公里左右的线路。美国佛蒙特州"长小道"的英文简介。美国佛蒙特州"长小道"的位置图。"长小道"以地形复杂,险峻,困难而著称。佛蒙特州东部临近大西洋,西部紧接香槟湖,所以雨量很充沛,加上沿途的土质为细泥,遇水后,小道积水不散,十分泥泞,极易导致身体行走部位的疾病。退却的冰川在佛蒙特州留下了明显的痕迹,小道经常使用,在陡峭地区水土流失严重,遇水后,光滑裸露的石头给行走者带来非常不确定的安全保障系数。美国佛蒙特州"长小道"的小比例尺地形图。"长小道", The Long Trail由佛蒙特州的GREEN MOUNTAIN Club的工作人员负责养护,维修,和提供各种便利的设施,象避难所,或简易木屋等。 他们在有些地点向徒步露营者收取一定的费用,以补贴开销。小道依然用白色油漆的长方形记号,在树上,表示小道的方向。外加最多木质的文字指示牌,来提供给使用者简洁明了的信息。这种运作模式在很多美国当地的户外俱乐部都采纳,特别是沿由各州俱乐部分段负责的阿帕拉契亚小道, Appalachian Trail。"长小道"历史的英文简介。我在2009年做3500公里阿帕拉契亚小道, Appalachian Trail背包贯通时,完成了在其南端的170公里,在2010年又从加拿大边境向南走了约80公里。我今年从与阿帕拉契亚小道, Appalachian Trail分岔的地方重新开始,向北190公里,与去年停止的地方相接,从而完成了全长440公里的的"长小道"。限于时间与水平,我大部采用纪实性的描述,并按时间推移的顺序来完成这个记录。2009年8月21日当日起点 Wilbur Clearing Tent Site, MA, AT M. P. 1,579.4当日终点 Congdon Shelter, VT LT M.P. 10.0里程数 10.0 英哩 (16.1 公里)天气 阴天到暴雨我今天的路程。红色的小屋,外加说明,为示意性的夜晚露营地点。我进到镇上的时间尚早,按预定计划补充食品,便沿2号公路往Williamstown的超市走去。我给自己买了四个甜面包圈,和一大杯咖啡,很快消灭完了。购物完毕后,我感到天气十分的闷热,沿着来时的公路返回小道。麻萨诸塞州与佛蒙特州的交界还在照片大山的后面,要有一阵子爬了。由于天热,上坡消耗了不少的体力。到了山顶我发现天开始飘下雨滴来,但没有任何立刻的威胁。 麻萨诸塞州在"长小道"南端起点与州界交会处设置的牌。这里同时又与阿帕拉契亚小道, Appalachian Trail共用。佛蒙特州在"长小道"南端起点与州界交会处设置的牌。沿着它走440公里,就可以到加拿大的边境了,但最好不要越过,万一被美国边境巡逻发现,法律问就来了。我重新上路几个小时后遇到了一场雷暴雨,被迫穿着雨衣,坐在地上半个小时。在到达Congdon Shelter之前,我走过湖边,泥潭,沼泽地等,两脚全部湿透,给今后几天的行程带来了极大的痛苦。我走了好半天终于到了Congdon Shelter, 一个老旧,黑暗的双层木屋。一个来自澳大利亚的阿帕拉契亚小道南行直通背包客已经在里面了。我们聊了好半天,并想法晾干潮湿的衣服,但作用不大。我刚睡下不久,也快要到晚上九点钟,两个年轻人,Tully和Jungli 姗姗来迟。我心里有点意见,但想来他们为年轻人,正在学习阶段,不要过分责备他们。由于我从麻萨诸塞过来一直在病中恢复,体力非常疲乏,人情绪很低落,加上天气不好,脚病严重,小道西周无风景,所以连续好多天,拍片的欲望几乎没有。 2009年8月22日当日起点 Congdon Shelter, VT LT M.P. 10.0当日终点Goddard Shelter, VT LT M.P. 24.4里程数 14.4 英哩 (23.2 公里)天气 阴天到小雨我依旧想往常一样,早早起来,与那位来自澳大利亚的朋友互相道别,便走在茂密,潮湿,和泥泞的树林里。那两个年轻人还在睡觉,就象其他年轻人一样,起来的都较晚。但他们体力好,白天能做出长距离,而且傍晚结束得也迟,所以在行程上并不落后。佛蒙特州的"长小道",处于一种特殊的地质构造上,地表有很丰厚的土壤覆盖 ,且多为细状,或腐质的泥土。由於小道长期使用,表面形成低洼的槽型,下雨后容易积水,而且非常不易排出。昨天的大雨使得小道非常的难走,我很多时候无法越过大一点的泥潭,必须要绕道行走。更可恶的是这小道经过好几个湿地,和湖泊。那里面的水积蓄太多,都溢满出来了。原来不错的,木板条铺设的小道全部被沉浸在好几英寸的水里,我不得不穿着鞋走过去,反正也已经湿透了。长时间的将脚浸泡在水里,使得皮肤变得软。鞋子和袜子受水后,体积变大,加上我仍穿着两层的袜子,一个缺智的决定。因为以上几个原因,我脚皮肤被磨破的机率大大地增加,而自己却没能及时地预见到。一路上几乎没有任何的观景点,一直都在茂密的林子里行走。经过一个大爬坡,我最终来到了Goddard Shelter,一个海拔高度3,540英尺的山坡上。这是我从美国南部地区过来露宿的最高的一座山峰,已经好几个月了。里面有许多往南行走的人,包括一些加拿大来的徒步者。我与他们聊了半天,并在那里吃了晚饭。。因感到今晚在棚里宿营太拥挤了些,我就在附近的林子了找了一片空地,搭起帐篷。 一个父女的搭伴也来到此地,在林子里象我一样。我犯了大错误,将我的帐篷设置在一个小浅沟上,一厢情愿地晚上不要下雨,人太累又不去反复思考一下,但结果恰恰相反。第二天早上发现帐篷里面的脚一端全是积水,衣服,睡袋,睡垫全部潮了。幸亏我带的是化纤的睡袋,问还不太严重。当天的路程及宿营地点。 2009年8月23日当日起点 Goddard Shelter, VT LT M.P. 24.4当日终点 Story Spring Shelter, VT LT M.P. 33.3里程数 8.9 英哩 (14.3 公里)天气 阴天到大雨爬上Glastenbury Mountain并不困难,但我脚上开始觉得很疼痛。山顶的一个旧的森林火灾了望塔已经没有观察员了。我去过不少有了望塔的山顶,只有一次遇见个了望员,并与他聊了一会儿,知道当代的无线电话通讯与卫星观测技术发展很快,靠人工来报警即慢又不准确,又费人工,所以大部分已经废除了。Glastenbury Mountain山顶的火灾了望塔。下Glastenbury Mountain给我一身中第一次这样的感觉,我是象走在一个完全绿色的世界里。树叶,树皮,地表,石头都被绿色所包围与覆盖。小道的表面高低不平,很粗糙,我要用脚掌来掌握好平衡。 这样就造成前脚掌的应力过分集中,给已经感染的破损伤口,主要在脚趾之间和底下,带来了巨大的疼痛。我在临近中午十分,实在无法忍受,似乎意识到一个原因所在,将里面的一层袜子脱掉,好减轻一下挤压的感觉。此时天从阴天转为零星小雨,并逐渐加大。我穿上雨衣,在雨里走了一刻钟,到了Story Spring Shelter。我估计雨还要再下,不愿拖着带伤的脚,让其继续恶化, 决定今天到此为止。我在棚子里见到了一个阿帕拉契亚小道北行贯通背包徒步者,Beam Man, 正在休整。他说他在康乃迪克州Salisbury的一家客栈里见过我。 我当时正发烧严重,没有留意过往的客人。另外我昨晚见到那两个父女搭档,不久又出现了。我原本不知道他们为父女,有点岁数差,觉得有点奇怪,羡慕那男的有桃花运气,但经那男的一说才明白。他们是从Grafton, Maine来的。他跟我将说了在缅因州州徒步的经历和所花的时间,给了我一些思想准备。北边的记为我今天的营地。下面的是昨天的, 因为我北行。下午又陆续来了些背包徒步者,一个阿帕拉契亚小道南行贯通背包徒步者今晚与我共用这个避难所。另外一帮哈佛大学的新生也来凑热闹,但觉得人多棚子里会太挤,就到附近露营去了。他们是参加一个新生辅导适应项目,用集体背包徒步的方式来完成,对我来说挺新鲜的,估计益处不少。下午一直在下大雨,到傍晚才停。我也睡了一个长的午觉。又是临近晚上九点时分,那两个阿帕拉契亚小道北行贯通背包徒步,青年男女搭档出现在棚子里,我此时已经睡了好久了。但一般不成文的规矩是,晚上九点钟后到了营地,就不应该去棚子打扰了,而是睡在外面。理论上讲他们遵守规则,但也太靠近时限,一般人在棚子里七,八点钟就入睡了。他们与我说话,吃饭,弄了我好半天没能睡着。我在麻萨诸塞州的一个营地第一次碰见Tully,那个男生,可能大学才毕业,人挺随和的。当时我被千军万马的蚊子说包围,痛苦不堪,自己在外搭起帐篷。他又因为食物不够第二天要早点下山。看来年轻人不愿被琐事烦恼,计划不周是他们的特点之一。但同时这也体现出他们无忧无虑,尽情放松的生活态度。反正他们有身体的资本和足够的勇气,出来玩,何必象我操那么多心呢? 2009年8月24日当日起点 Story Spring Shelter, VT LT M.P. 33.3当日终点 Spruce Peak Shelter, VT LT M.P. 51.6里程数 18.3 英哩 (29.4 公里)天气 阴天到多云今天一开始的几个小时都是在相对较低的地方行走。可以想象那泥泞的小道给我带来的麻烦。四周的景色依然没有,只有无边无际的绿色树林。我穿过几个乡间公路,也见过一些人家,觉得倒是退休后隐居的好去处。爬Stratton Mountain需要不少的时间,上山的路上遇见一个女性阿帕拉契亚小道南行贯通背包徒步者,聊了好一会儿,我们互祝走运。对她来讲还有更多的路程要走。北边的记为我今天的营地。今天我的脚情况更糟糕,不但很疼痛,而且还发出难闻的怪味。可能受潮后的鞋子与发炎的肌肤共同造成的。我经常要把脚趾向内卷起,避免接触到鞋底,以减轻疼痛。我行走得速度相当得缓慢。我昨天已经开始服用内服抗菌素,阿莫西林,以帮助减轻炎症。越往上走,越能看到高山地带的植被,整个小道的面貌也发生变化。我在山顶与见到一个女性木屋看护员。她扮演小道历史的讲解员,和环境提倡者的角色。我又遇见那两个父女搭档。我歇了一会儿,吃了点东西,因上面温度低,就赶紧下山了。Stratton Mountain的铭牌。其海拔高度3,936英尺(1,200米)。左边便是个旧的火灾了望塔。Stratton Mountain山顶的解说牌,象历史,注意事项,地图等。我在山顶的小歇处。Stratton Mountain山顶的小木屋。住着Green Mountain Club的专职看护员,主要是向大众讲解"长小道"的历史,平时的作业,注意事项,和积极推广环保的观念等。下到Stratton Mountain山下,在湖边遇到又一个父女搭档的背包客。这次他们是从新墨西哥州来的。因家庭闹纠纷,那男的还随身携带许多家庭里的私人文件,准备在法庭上使用。他的小女儿爱画画,他就不停地拿给我看。可我却急得赶路呢! 我在山顶见到的来自缅因州的那对父女搭档正在对面的湖边营地晾晒潮湿的装备,而我因脚疼,走得慢,不想丧失时间。我在下一个避难所附近给一个在Manchester Center的私人客栈的主人打了个电话,预定了一间房间,好明天住进。奇怪,在山里居然还有手机信号!下午的大半行程相对容易,但我脚却疼得麻木了。来到距通往Manchester Center的公路不远的Spruce Peak Shelter, 里面有个来自波士顿的徒步老者。知道我的脚伤后给了我一些水泡帖片。 但我又还给他,我的情况更严重,不是水泡问,而是感染发炎。我感到自己得头上有点发热,估计是发炎引起的低烧。那对来自缅因州州的父女搭档又来到此地,依照他们的传统,在附近的林子里搭营。我们三次见面,似乎已经成为好朋友了。他们告诉我他们的食品储备多,明天继续往前赶路。而我明天却要到城市里去。我们在傍晚时相互问候道别。我谢谢他们给我提供的缅因州州徒步信息,因为那里有一段很艰难。2009年8月25日当日起点 Spruce Peak Shelter, VT LT M.P. 51.6当日终点 Rt. 11/30, to Manchester Center, VT LT M.P. 54.4里程数 2.8 英哩 (4.5 公里)天气 多云到晴昨晚避难所里又来了一批年轻人,睡觉时倒挺安静的。我早早离开,想尽早地进城,好好地休整一下。花了一个多小时,我就来到佛蒙特州Rt. 11/30公路。没有十分钟,一位驾着斯巴鲁的乡绅便把车子挺到路边。他一会儿对我说他的儿子在外徒步,也希望能搭乘到别人的车。我住在Manchester Center的Sutton Place。这家客栈为私人的住宅,上面二楼的几间卧室全部改装为客房。我选了一间最小的,也是最便宜的。但绝对值上却相当的贵,因为这个州是个旅游业的州。这个城市为典型消费型的,有众多名牌产品促销店,而在冬季又是滑雪的好去处。我今天的路程。左边为Manchester Center。Sutton Place前的一条街。主街商业街的一部分。主街商业街的一部分。主街商业街的一部分。主街商业街的一部分。主街商业街的一部分。主街商业街的一部分。名牌产品销售区。名牌产品销售区。左边街对面为洗衣房。 右边是名牌产品销售区。左边为洗衣房。我在洗衣的时候,洗衣房旁边一个甜面包圈店。我在里面简单吃了早点,问掌柜的哪里有好的餐馆。那人告诉我不远处的这家餐馆。我点了一份牛排,吃的时候发现,做的太老了,底下都烤焦了,很失望,但还是给了那服务员,一位退休妇女小费。从第一家餐馆出来。当地的商业中心。我在右边那家超市,Price Chopper里买了食品,我事先知道可以问其经理能否享受与当地持会员卡人同样的折价,有点出乎我的意外,他们很爽快地同意了。这个城市里有几个户外用品商店。一家大的就在画面右边, Eastern Mountain Sports.我的头像,十分的疲惫,和被脚病所困扰。食品超市。一家中国餐馆。我在一个多小时内又吃了一顿午饭。附近的一座高山。想爬山的人,住在这地方不错,四周都有高山。买完食品,往回走去。今天晚上我来到此家餐馆,叫了份牛排与大西洋龙虾,那里的色拉菜为尽管吃。味道比中午吃的牛排要好多了。服务生小姐又热情漂亮,钱多花一点也挺值的。但这个量对我来说根本不够。商业街旁的景色。商业街旁的景色。商业街上貌似住宅,但却为名牌商店。注意基督教堂前立柱上的中文。2009年8月26日当日起点 Rt. 11/30, to Manchester Center, VT LT M.P. 54.4当日终点 Baker Peak, VT LT M.P. 66.8 (+-)里程数 12.4 英哩 (20.0 公里)天气 多云到小雨,转晴我想早点回到小道上去,放弃了在街头等搭免费车的概念。所以我昨天回来客栈后便于当地的一个出租车联系好,今早送我回小道。那个司机是个意大利移民,娶了泰国的女人,最后明白着向我要小费。通常我是给一点。但只有他以为背包徒步者都是下层人物,年轻人,不懂规矩,先明讲。我感觉到金钱味,很粗俗。个人旅途时间充裕的话,还是搭车的好,至少能帮助省点钱。今天我所走的路线。一进入小道不久就遇到前天晚上在Spruce Peak Shelter里碰见的来自波士顿的老者,看样子太累了,打算回家。Bromley Mt.是个滑雪场地。昨天还是个大晴天,可现正乌云密布,似乎又要下雨了。山顶附近的雪道。山顶上的缆车终点。山顶处为滑雪者提供的避难处。我在那儿避风处,小歇了一会。山顶附近的雪道。 山顶附近的雪道。我肯定这地方为私人拥有。Green Mountain Club与私人地皮拥有者达成协议,让徒步者无偿通行使用。快要走下山顶。注意那石柱上的识,阿帕拉契亚小道,向北。此处"长小道"依然与阿帕拉契亚小道共用一条线路。从Bromley Mt.下来前,前方天空的乌云。可能又是一个下雨天。下午两,三点钟的时候,天开始下起雨来了。我的脚昨天得到一个喘气的机会,加上我买了外用粉状消炎药,有好转的趋势,因此不想因受潮,再次将病情恶化。因离下一个避难所还远,我就开始琢磨在林子里找一片稍微平整的地方搭营露宿。二十多分钟后,终于找到了一个。没办法,山上地势崎岖,那地方距小道只有五,六米远。我才进帐篷,雨就下大了,侥幸逃过弄湿脚的厄运。我睡了个午觉,醒来没多久,听到外面的脚步声,便问谁在那里。那人回答我说他是Tully,一个我已经碰到过好几次的阿帕拉契亚小道北行贯通背包客。我撩开帐篷,与他简短地讲了我的情况。他祝我病情早日恢复,并以后在另一个网络,他的日志里专门提到这个情节。天到傍晚的时候,天开始变得晴朗了。我的心稍微得到了些安慰。今天相对有更多的时间恢复,脚的病情肯定会好转,明天我就可以做更长距离。2009年8月27日当日起点 Baker Peak, VT LT M.P. 66.8 (+-)当日终点 Clarendon Shelter, VT LT M.P. 87.8里程数 21.0 英哩 (33.8 公里)天气 晴我今天脚上的感觉要比前几天好多了,用药和休息都促进了它们的康复。而我在体力上又借此恢复了不少。天气晴朗,小道上的积水消失得更快。我一路"飞奔",想把前几天失去的时间给找回来。我今天的路程。我一大早从林中的营地起来,便来到Baker Peak。从上面可以看到山谷里的公路。实际上我昨天下午至晚上都能听见车辆的马达声。可惜,我拍的照片都曝光不足,对面山谷无法重现。途中的一条小溪。我想这是叫Big Branch溪。过Big Branch溪时的一座悬索桥,及小道指示牌。Little Rock Pond的景色。湖边高低不平的路面又一次地提醒了我的脚伤。Little Rock Pond Tenting Area看护员的营地。他们被Green Mountain Club所雇佣,照理这里的露营事宜。因为这里的使用率高,背包徒步者想搭帐篷的话,一定要到规定的平台去,而且要向看护人员缴费,大概吧!Little Rock Pond的另一端。White Rocks Cliff的乱石艺术造型,都是背包徒步者的杰作。White Rocks Cliff的乱石艺术造型,都是背包徒步者的杰作。White Rocks Cliff的乱石艺术造型,都是背包徒步者的杰作。在此,我碰见一个阿帕拉契亚小道南行贯通背包客。大家寒喧了几句,互祝走运。White Rocks Cliff的乱石艺术造型,都是背包徒步者的杰作。White Rocks Cliff的乱石艺术造型,都是背包徒步者的杰作。昨天晚上露营地对面山谷向北的延伸。下面山谷里的机场是Rutland Southern Vermont Regional Airport。 Clarendon Gorge,Clarendon峡谷的下游。 它只是一个小峡谷。Clarendon峡谷的上游。我站在Clarendon峡谷的悬索桥上。美国有些大众娱乐的场所,基础设施惊人的好。佛蒙特州Rt. 103公路旁的一片草地。可见阿帕拉契亚小道的木质记,"A"字底下加个尾巴。这里要爬个相当陡峭的乱石堆。在这个时节,因气温高,我爬得慢,还被蚊子咬了不少口。Clarendon Shelter离这里已经不远了,一个小时不到的路程。我才到那避难所,就看见分别几天的阿帕拉契亚小道北行背包徒步者,Beam Man,和另两个人从旁走来。他们比我要快两天,正利用当地客栈的车辆,送他们作轻装徒步呢! 我安顿得比较早,在吃过完饭后不久,那个昨天傍晚在路边见到的Tully也来到了这个避难所。只不过他想休息一下,吃点东西,看好地图,然后继续上路。他可能在寻找一个非"官方"的捷径,因为这里人类开发的早,到处都有小径或道路。今晚我感到气温在下降,季节到了。2009年8月28日当日起点 Clarendon Shelter, VT LT M.P. 87.8当日终点 Rt. 4, to Rutland, VT LT M.P. 104.2里程数 16.4 英哩 (26.4 公里)天气 阴我上路后没多久就发现,小道的地理与我资料书上的不一样,而且沿途好长一段没有路。所以我心里一直嘀咕,此时每分体力都十分宝贵,就怕爬得冤枉。到了山顶后才发现那白色的记,于是松了一口大气。我下山后就碰到这个走失在护栏外的小母牛。因为小道非常泥泞,我不远睬到泥里,再弄湿脚,但又顾虑从其旁边走过会惊吓她,而把我给弄翻在地上。于是就想方设法与那母牛沟通,让她腾出个地方,和干脆走开。我不断地发出声音。起先她有点紧张,但很快地就明白了我的意思,知道我只想从旁的石头上经过,就朝着我的方向小跑过来,到我的身后去了。我大喜,感激她没有把我给弄倒在泥泞不堪的地上。([]
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