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很懒,很懒的就是我~~每次走的时候都心里默念回来一定要写游记,等真的回来之后就完全抛在脑后了~这一次,一定不能再纵容这样的懒惰~哈哈国庆大马之行是重点是兰卡威,觉得一地有点单调,就增加了槟城和亚庇。虽然网上大马的游记遍地都是,我还是想努力写一遍自己的大马游记,里面尽可能多一些大家出行需要注意的小细节,各种吃,地图,租车,还有酒店~~~。包括移动的时间,大概槟城3天,兰卡威5天,亚庇3天槟城其实2天足以,亚庇可以多几天,这次由于海鲜吃过头了,在亚庇的身体状态不好,所以神山的计划就取消了,有点遗憾不过有机会可以专门在去沙巴爬一次神山~,费用不便宜,好像要RMB1k+很多童鞋都问到费用,这两天计算了一下:2人全部大概不到15K,包括3晚的5星酒店,在兰卡威租车,海鲜大餐~,机票都是在亚航订的,酒店在Agoda(雅高达)具体日程:9/30北京飞吉隆坡,转机槟城,在槟城住亚航旗下的George Town的tunehotels,位置不错,性价比很高10/3槟城移动到兰卡威,先入住珍南海滩的Best Star Resort(3晚),这个酒店是我住的最差的酒店,不明白Agoda上那么高的评分怎么来的,后入住珍南5星Meritus Pelangi Beach Resort & Spa(2晚),非常不错,强烈推荐10/7兰卡威移动到亚庇,入住Hotel Sixty3(2晚),刚装修,离码头很近,干净又非常方便,性价比极高,强烈推荐最后一天入住5星The Magellan Sutera,这次最贵的酒店,有3个大的游泳池,很漂亮,酒店设施略微有点老,早餐一般,没有兰卡威的Pelangi的好.10/10亚庇飞吉隆坡,转机北京,结束假期游记中都会有酒店的介绍,还有在各地发现的非常棒的5星酒店(很多照片哦)喜欢泡酒店,或者带小孩和老人去,想住好一点的酒店,可以参考~~~~~~~~好啦,上图为证:兰卡威珍南海滩:酒店餐厅前超可爱的小猫~~~~~~ 云好低~~“云卷风”要来了晚归的渔船 兰卡威很有名的一种猴子(名字忘记了),坐在山上吃草~嬉戏 停车,想打开窗子给路边的猴子喂苹果,结果刚一打开,一只大猴子马上就跳到后视镜上,小爪子扒着窗子要抢苹果 预留槟城地图槟城的各种地图~~新鞋出炉 预留兰卡威地图兰卡威的地图华丽丽的来了~~ 预留亚庇地图亚庇的地图闪亮登场 第一站槟城东南亚出行必备——亚航,原因只有一个,足够便宜~价格便宜,必然是红眼航班,座位空间狭小首都T2出发,夜里2点多,免税店的人还那么多~飞行6个小时,早上8点多到吉隆坡LCCT机场亚航天津机场搬到北京T2以后,人更多了,价格也涨了网站值机打印确认单,需要到亚航的柜台去换登机牌(否则边检不放行)换登机牌时,要求出示回程的机票,如果想省钱,不托运行李的,去柜台换登机牌的时候,不要带着行李就行。提前半个小时到LCCT机场,夜里飞,好累,而且亚航空调出奇的冷,都穿长裤长袖也不觉得暖和。有证,大马入境不需要填写入境卡,只要指纹录入就额可以。通关的时候,海关把我的护照翻了一遍,只问了一句,how many days will you stay in Malaysia?没用录入指纹~~~PS:1月份飞泰国也是从LCCT转机 这次特意带了小本,笔,还带ipad~~这个行李箱就可以带到飞机上,呵呵,虽然不好意思,不过回来的时候还是没买行李,谁让我们是穷游呢~~~入境后出口正对着就是OLD TOWN,是一家连锁店,很喜欢他家的白咖啡,每次到LCCT都必去~普通的白咖啡4.9RM/杯,热的10月份比1月份要好一些,不那么闷热,稍微凉快干燥一点点oldtown的款台那,有自家的速溶咖啡卖,味道很不错,每次到LCCT都必买在oldtown解决了上午饭~~oldtown总是很多人,而且没有空调,只有风扇国际转机正常要留出4个小时,所以很规矩的留出4个小时,飞槟城的飞机订在下午1点多(PS:其实3个小时就很保险乐,如果亚航晚点超过40分钟,就可以免费改)喂饱了肚子,在LCCT晃晃悠悠,LCCT非常小,就那么几家店,没什么可逛的最后还是去了The COFFEE BEAN, 喝点coffe,LCCT有免费WIFI可以用,上上网,顺便做做功课。 大马境内乘飞机,都是乘客自己从检票口走到飞机登机口,感觉更像坐大巴,果然是每个人都可以飞~~飞槟城的飞机,一上去,就是仙气缭绕的,不是一般的冷呢~~槟城的首府乔治市(Georgetown,因英王乔治三世而得名),是大马第二大都市。乔治市是一个以华人为主的、具古老历史文化的城市。华人人口数约占槟城人口的43%,马来人占41.1%、印度人占10.1%槟城的机场很小,到1楼的touris information中心问工作人员要槟城的地图机场出门左转,有公交车可以到Georgetown,401E比较快,到KOMTAR下车就可以破破烂烂的George Town傍晚的槟城~~傍晚的槟城~~~每隔一段都有这样小的mosque,定时会有从大喇叭中播放宣礼对这里的第一印象,就是好破旧,后悔留了3天的时间~ 槟城住的是亚航的tunehotels,就在George town,很方便槟城到处都是大排档,传说中的美食也都在大排档里我不是吃货,不过也勉强尝了好多。PS:来之前以为槟城会有点像泰国的清迈,结果差好多,所以如果不是吃货,不太喜欢吃大排档的同学,可以放弃槟城了~~tunehotels就在George town唯一的一个八爪过街天桥附近,(我只看到一个这样的八爪天桥)八爪天桥的下面有一家当地的小吃店还不错最喜欢吃炒果条 叻沙晚上到网上推荐的潮汕街,到处都是推着车的大排档,小吃,街上还飘着下水道的味道(抱歉,我对槟城的期望可能比较高,槟城也不太适合我~~,请喜欢槟城的童鞋多多包涵吧)到一家当地人很多的大排档试了试,来这里吃饭的好多都是老人,电视里放着感觉像80年代的古装电视剧 很老的电视剧~ 对于喜欢素食的我,这种高汤汤菜,还挺合适的既然说到了吃,就把槟城的美食都回顾一下哈顺时针第一个的名字忘记了,红豆沙,椰浆饭,光煎睡到自然醒,到旁边的old town美美的吃个早饭~([]
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写在前面: 你想去印度吗? 我第一次听到这句话是在07年的拉萨,一个奶茶馆,当一个藏族人知道我去尼泊尔之后。 哦?印度?当时脑子里有过那么一闪念。 再次听到,是去年在泰国,当时遇到的同伴对印度很向往。,可我还不知道我是否可行。在去年的游记完成之后,查阅了相关的信息,发现,原来是可以的,于是,看游记,做功课,订机票。。。。。。。 真是一次漫长的等待。 今年的十月,当我坐在飞往加尔各达的航班上,对我的同伴说:明明是坐的飞机,怎么却象在坐过山车呢? 当时并不知道,这种情绪几乎贯穿了整个印度,上下起伏着,带着兴奋和不安。 费用:约8600人民币 线路:苏州-上海-吉隆坡-加尔各达-格雅-瓦位纳西-克久拉霍-欧洽-德里-阿格拉-斋普尔-乌代普尔-焦特普尔-伊斯伊梅尔-比卡内尔-阿姆利则-德里-奥兰加巴德-海德拉巴-金奈-默哈伯利布勒姆-金奈-吉隆坡-上海-苏州。 拍这张照片的时候,我已经在加尔各达的机场待了一夜,天刚亮。 初印象是:入境很容易,印度人相当随意,公共场所不太顾及别人。机场不但有持枪的军人,还经常有警犬巡视,但气氛并不紧张。 这是加尔各达的印度博物馆。 加尔各达是印度第二大城市,从机场到背包客聚集区萨德街,我和同伴选择了大巴,这个过程让我见识到很多熟悉的画面,二名男性勾着小手指,拥挤的交通,好喝的CHAI。 找好住处,换好钱,办好手机卡已经是下午了,于是选择了离住处不远的印度博物馆。 这是印度最老的博物馆,第一次体会到外国人的优越性,一进售票处,就被保安领到最前面,本地人都在那里排着队呢,当然,我们的票价是他们的15倍。 这个厅还算吸引我的视线,呈列的都是各时期的石雕。很多地方都是空白,贴着一张纸,让同伴看过才知道,它们去了中国展出,我来到印度看它们,它们却去了我的国家,好微妙。 更微妙的是:我和同伴被要求站在一起拍合影,从去年遇到到今年,印象里从未跟他合过影。那人拍了我俩之后,道了谢转身离开,咦?他要我俩的照片干嘛? 随后又被邀请数次合影,我基本一看就闪,同伴数次牺牲色相。 这个厅还算吸引我的视线,呈列的都是各时期的石雕。很多地方都是空白,贴着一张纸,让同伴看过才知道,它们去了中国展出,我来到印度看它们,它们却去了我的国家,好微妙。 更微妙的是:我和同伴被要求站在一起拍合影,从去年遇到到今年,印象里从未跟他合过影。那人拍了我俩之后,道了谢转身离开,咦?他要我俩的照片干嘛? 随后又被邀请数次合影,我基本一看就闪,同伴数次牺牲色相。 :) 10月17日一早,萨德街。 这红墙和白墙之内就是印度博物馆。 那个水桶里应该装的是他们的饮用水,架在砖上的是做饭的锅。 棚里是睡觉的地方。 那边,早起的人在喝CHAI,从昨天出机场尝过之后,就特别喜欢,我也去喝一杯。 用陶土的杯装了,很环保。 这边喝完,转个街再找地方喝,这个摊很热闹,我也过去和他们坐在一起。 大家相互拍呗。 坐在那里喝着,看着。忽然,坐在边上的小伙子把耳机的一端,插进我的耳朵里,里面传出的是印度歌,是他喜欢的吧。虽然有点惊讶,但我喜欢这样的善意。 今天上午的计划是去特蕾莎修女创办的motherhouse(仁爱之家)做一天的义工,但我们并不认识路。 在不断问路的时候,遇见一个人,表示可以带我们去。 他给我的印象是个拾荒者,他向我们介绍了自己的名字,家人,和家庭的一些情况,这个场景,在很多游记里都有记载,无非是带路,收取小费。但我印象很深的是二点,一是:他数次为自己的衣冠不整道歉(他的衬衣上有一个不小的划口),二是,在拿到50卢比(人民币5元)之后,他不仅用英语说谢谢,还一直问我的同伴,谢谢的中文怎么说,用中文向我表达了谢意。 仁爱之家总部小小的门口。 若不是那人带领,我们应该是无法在别人出发之前赶到。 以至于,我们都没来得及参观特蕾莎修女陵墓。刚找到一个中国人,就开始了某些“仪式”? 先是唱基督的歌曲,我不会,只能低着头听着,然后是请最后一天做义工的人走出来,唱感恩歌,看着很多人,眼中闪着泪光。 唱罢,分组。那个中国人去的是垂死之家,同样是中国人,自然想去同一个地方,他让我们去修女那里登记,因为我们没有特别说明,所以分派的字条上写着Prem Dan(老人之家,照顾需要长期照料但不垂死的老人)。 领队的是个智利人,每年来加尔各达做一个月义工,已经几年。这一队里有三个东方面孔,来自三个国家:马来西亚,韩国,中国。 在这里服务,男女是分开的,这让我一下慌了神,语言不通该如何是好? 韩国的那个女孩,帮我拿来围裙和手套,指给我放包的地方。当我们进到宿舍的时候,能移动的人已经出去了,床已经搬开,用消毒水拖地,擦床垫,重新把床摆好,铺床单,然后就是去室外帮助向那些老人分发食物。 把分好的食物拿到她们面前,有行动不便的,需要喂食的,要喂她们吃下。在我东张西望想知道该做什么的时候,我被招到一个老人面前,这应该是个中风的病人,她被斜绑在椅子上,看着我,不能说话。 奶茶冲的米花是很烫的,她知道我是新人,虽然看着我每次都先吹凉,但还是用嘴唇试着温度,她坐不直,我们俩都很努力的尽量能一次把一勺的米花吃完,我很紧张,不知道怎么做会更好些。先喂的都是干的部分,最后的那些奶茶是实在不在我的能力范围之内,我向一个老的义工求助,她告诉我应该怎么处理,但很快发现,我根本听不懂,于是她接了过去。 不知不觉到了休息的时间,男性的义工们也都过来坐在一起喝奶茶,大家聊着天。 十几个人中只有二个来自相同的国家,真是个多国的部队,只有我和同伴二人是一天的义工。 这是休息时间,大家坐下喝奶茶,聊天。 休息总是短暂的,下面更加忙碌些。 替老人按MO头部,跟她们一起玩拼图,喂中饭。 送她们回房间的时候,才发现,残疾的人比我想的要多,有些需要坐轮椅,有些是自己坐在地上撑着回去的。 最后一次搀扶一个老人回房间之后,我被另一个老人招手叫到床前。我看看四周,义工只有我一个,我知道她,我们到的时候,她就在跟老的义工打招呼,看着是个性格活泼的人,似乎看不出患有疾病的样子,她叫我干嘛呢? 我走到她的床边,她对我微笑着,捧起我的脸,亲吻我的双颊,双手合十对我说着谢谢。 禁不住,泪流满面。 离开的时候,回望Prem Dan。 回程,因为大家大多都住在萨德周围,所以没有再搭公车回去仁爱之家的总部, 领队帮我们打TUTU直接回到萨德。 在印度,TUTU是主要的交通工具之一,这里的TUTU比泰国小很多,因为是固定的线路,领队帮我们谈好价钱(一般对外国人都会开高价),分几批,让我们坐上去。四个大人挤在后面一排,那是绝对无法动弹的,坐在最外面的闻侨(我的同伴)甚至脚都放不进来。 加尔各达拥挤的交通,TUTU的横冲直撞,那一程,真是心惊肉跳。其实一直到离开印度,我坐TUTU的时候都会不安,但必须承认,没有出过意外。 回到旅馆,退房,存包,找地儿吃饭吧。在街上晃着,看见早上一起的那个韩国女孩和昨天误以为我是韩国人的另一个韩国女孩都坐在路边吃饭,禁不住好奇,第二天就吃起了路边摊。另一个韩国的女生,第一次来印度,,哪儿都没去,就待在儿童之家做义工,已经三个月了,说是刚去的时候也是天天都在哭,现在已经习惯了。 下午,去了多利亚纪念堂,明明还在开放的时间,不知为何却不让我们进入,只能离开。 走走晃晃,天色渐晚,今晚就要坐火车离开了。 终于,要见识印度的火车了,传说中经常晚点,不报站名,名字会贴在车门口的火车是什么样的呢? 在印度,火车无疑是最重要的交通工具,历史悠久,网线遍布各处。而它的实名制,也实行近百年。 这一次的印度之行,火车也是做为首选的交通工具。为了在排灯节(印度三大节日之一)前,赶到瓦拉纳西,闻桥在官网上注册,并提前订购了二程火车票。今晚,是我们的第一程。 尽管印度火车站的画面几十次,数百次的出现在我面前,但我到达豪拉火车站之后,还是感到震惊。候车室的地上,坐着,躺着,满满都是人,黑压压的几大片,甚至我们都找不到合适的地方。 上到二楼的AC候车室(印度火车卧铺分为AC1、AC2、AC3、SL四等),外国人的优势再一次得到体现,查票的人数次从我们面前经过,却都跳过(我们的票是SL,不可以进AC的候车室)。 闻侨每隔一段时间,就下楼去看电子屏,回来对我说很奇怪,比我们时间晚的车次都已经公布站台,而我们的班次却迟迟没有信息,问过值班室,说没有问。 再晚些的时候,答案终于揭晓,我们的火车改道了。那对我们有影响吗?问了值班室的结果是无任何影响,但总觉得放心不下,官网上去搜了站名,再搜了公告找出地图对比,我们要去的格雅,被跳过了。。。。。。。 那怎么办?公告是改道五天,延期不可能,唯一的办法是到最近的站点下车,然后转车。所有经济上的损失和下一程的车票,都由我们自行负担。 第一次见识到印度铁道的随意性(提前无任何通知),却也无可奈何,只能期望下一班车票能顺利买到。 上车,找铺,检票(印度火车站,进站是不用查票的,上车后,卧铺车厢会来检票),睡觉。 一晚的辗转,这是第二天早上,停靠的一个小站。 SL车厢,不锁车门,在门口坐了一会,迎着风,把脚伸出门外,感觉很自由。 天亮以后,便躺不住,从上辅下来坐到下辅(印度卧铺车厢没有座位,在我们座位的位置,是二层的边铺)。 车厢里,一直有小贩进出,叫卖着CHAI和各种小吃的东西。旁边边下铺坐着二个印度人,买了带壳的花生,示意要给我吃,推了二次之后,便接过几个,自己剥来吃。我跟他们说,我是中国人,但明显,他们并没有反应,看来是不懂英语。 递了二次之后,看我不好意思一直拿,竟然帮我剥好一把花生仁,再递过来。此后一直继续这个步骤,当然也没少了我的同伴。这是我第二次感受到普通印度人的善意。 晚点三小时之后,到了帕特纳,所幸后面的车票购买十分顺利,但原本只有六小时的车程,延到了十四小时。 格雅并不是我们要去的地方,我们想去的是十公里之外的菩提迦耶。去看一棵树,那棵菩提树。 大菩提寺,高52米,始建于公元前三年,由阿育王建造,后几经修缮,于2002年被列为世界文化遗产。 虽然是清早,但已经有各国的僧人在此念经了。 光脚踩在石板上(进寺庙不能穿鞋),那是相当的凉。 看见一队小和尚,远远的跑过来,感觉上,大部分象是藏族的孩子。(这里有藏寺庙,还有藏人村) 待我转到后面的时候,他们已经列队站好,在唱佛歌,各国信徒们纷纷站在前面合影、布施。 这就是那棵菩提树。 其实这不是那棵的本株,本来的树已经被毁,这株是阿育王时代带去斯里兰卡的分枝,后又从斯里兰卡移回。 树下,是金刚座。 再转过去,这一隅,是藏传佛教的区域,很多僧人,在长叩。 这是在藏区最为长见的场面,所以找了一处空地,坐下想吃点饼干。 刚一坐下,就有狗狗围上来,我知道它们是想要些吃的东西,但它们也不会去抢你手中的东西,只会趴在你的身边,脚塔在你的脚上,非常温顺的样子。 饿了,回去吃饭,正好遇上住在同一旅馆的中国人,叫上一起,这是第一次吃印度式套餐,当时觉得,味道还不错。 其实这里还有各国的很多寺庙,昨天傍晚已经去粗粗转过。 所以,这天的黄昏,还是再去了大菩提寺。 黄昏的大菩提寺,各国的僧侣都以自己的方式在参拜者,但给我的感觉并不太好,似乎各自为营,又似乎有些哗众取宠,总之不是那么纯粹。 那塔下,便是那棵树,真真是枝繁叶茂。 夜了,那一点点的,不是星星,而是--飞虫。 又到了离开的时候,今晚,是第二程火车,还会有变化吗
——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([]
世界上哪有什么意义可讲,只不过是从前的经历拼凑的一个幻想罢了,选择一段未知的路,希望和彼时的自己达成和解。记忆很短,故事很长。而那些已经或是正在发生的所有,就是此行的意义:在8000米级雪山环绕的地方,拥抱70多岁的老太,感叹50年后的自己肯定做不来这种事...坐在博卡拉老城区的大马路上,和一群老太太悠闲地看车来人往...在错愕和惊叹中遭遇了拉萨城几十年最大的一场雪,依然有信徒围着大昭寺磕长头...一出贡嘎机场就搭上了加央卓玛家的便车,彼时距离上次徒搭318一年十个月...在错愕和惊叹中遭遇了拉萨城几十年最大的一场雪,依然有信徒围着大昭寺磕长头...和风哥等人,坐在隐匿于布宫附近的洞穴藏餐馆+DMMT夜聊:你为什么来拉萨...被东北大哥用电摩送到日喀则城西318国道口,在4907段搭上去往樟木的大巴...入境后,和一伙人拼车讨价还价的同时,还在拼命纠正自己的语法...在汽车站乘上加都到博卡拉的夜班车,临发车时大巴上只有自己一个乘客时的恐惧...在距离Banthanti十多分钟的河沟里光手捡石头,堆起一个新年快乐的“玛尼堆”...和所有的遇见,念叨Namaste,然后在不经意的拐弯处又再次相逢...同天遭遇两次”大雨+冰雹+雷电“的状况下赶到Chhomrong,只为越过时差打电话问过年好...和龙哥,阿文除夕夜围坐在火堆旁,边烤袜子手套,边分享同杯尼泊尔的Local Wine...在8000米级雪山环绕的地方,拥抱70多岁的老太,感叹50年后的自己肯定做不来这种事...到达ABC时的路上,仰起头肆意享受喜马拉雅的日光,于是被烤焦...坐在博卡拉老城区的大马路上,和一群老太太悠闲地看车来人往...在贾纳克普尔(尼泊尔 ‧ 印度边境城市)遇上三人,被Shailendra乘上夜巴送到加都...在斯瓦扬布纳特寺终于看见心系已久的慧眼,透过围巾感受恩泽四方的神圣...经历黑白颠倒,看到藏区的第一眼桃花,安静的像全世界都开满笑颜...穿过色拉寺层层白墙,却终究驻足在一盏万人延续香火的油灯前...等辩经的间隙,和一个汉话很好的藏族大妈闲聊,临走前被赠与糖果...回程路上,用一列火车的时间反复回忆所有,最惦念某个原本的单纯...前序:有些开始,注定以,拒绝,为原点向右无限延伸。《朝圣之路》里有这样的对白:Why he was alone? (为什么他是一个人?)The way is a very perisonal journey.(这段旅程是非常自我的。)一个人?素心。直面。暂离固有的生活圈子,来到完全陌生的国度,随意支配时间,或走或停,坦然地接受一切遇见,没有计较没有迁就没有终点,只是想,在路上,和这个世界平和相处,和真实的内心赤裸相对,我就是我。再次听了,在DMMT夜聊时的录音:有人因为追随信仰,有人因为寻求改变,而自己讲了很多所谓的“意义”,时隔数天,连自己都不再认同,就像当初遥望着松赞林,却义无反顾地走上了318,时刻在变。每条路都有自己的属性,当你和他一旦产生关系,其中的感受一定是独立的。如果不是自己亲眼看到,你真的会以为,世界就只是他想给你展示的那样。是吗?不是。我的世界没有穷231; 游,尽管我会住青旅,偶尔吃泡面,乘坐当地的交通车,也会一个人走夜路,我只是在用最适合自己的方式去到最想看的风景,在生命的夹缝中努力坚持自己想走的路,把时间给所有的经历,把真心给最重要的人,把自己给这样的世界。看到的,听到的,感受到的,都是我的。只要你敢向前踏出一步,全世界都会为你让路。如丧青春,行走依然。Hi,很想把你写进故事里,可那种逆流而上无条件的好,怎能是文字可以御驾的,很多Gentle的细节,让我从内心记住这个人。感谢你所关照的一切。虽然只知道名字,已足够。你特意买给我的红牛,最终没有带回中国,连同记忆一起丢在了通往贾纳克普尔的夜巴上。关于你,故事很短,记忆很长。因为,最原本的单纯。Day -1: Feb.11 晴?阴(记不太清)? 西安这一次真的是毫无防备的,想走就走了,也不过是在临行前一个月确定开始准备的。最直接的导火索是东梁,费尽力气拔高上去,却发现自己已然慌乱到跟随众人的脚步,只拼命地走路,其它完全被丢在身后,下山后,其实心里很空,那种失落感,彻底打败了我。不是个功利的人,可是很多时候却在人潮中,不得已被拥挤向前,既没有达成别人的目,也迷乱了自己的方向,就好像拿着别人的地图努力地找自己的路,远远大于得不到的痛。我很喜欢现在的工作,至少很让我有燃烧感,但是,每天用不同的瓶子盛装他人的心情,久之,也会疲惫,因为花在上边的心思,只有自己知道,而不断地只输出不输进,势必会枯萎。于是,我想换个心情,决定走出去看看。这一天,还被各种事情拖挂着,公事私事,还要在夹缝中挤出时间来照顾自己,竟然会走神。这大概也算是黑暗前黎明的某部分吧,我接受。晚上,聚会,BS问了一个他认为比较私人的问:你是不是富二代?哈哈,当场被笑了:我不是,我很穷。我只是在自己能力范围内,随意地界定自己的人生,就连行程单也做的极其简略,这大概就是射手的特质吧。然后,给自己买了一份户外险,一个人,不知道前路有什么,也不知道会发生什么事,但选择行为,承担后果,如果真有万一,那自己预先支付部分也算是爱身边的人吧(以前我不会这样做)。这,是成长。Day 1: Feb.12 晴 西安→拉萨几乎是,一放假,就奔离机场,连回家的机会都没给,虽然这次是真的给家人都汇报了,自己要去远行并且得到恩准。却在前几天的一个电话里突然就难过,因为不能在家过春节,就提前打钱回去让妈给家里添个菜:不要嫌少。于是,就被喷了,她当然不会在乎钱的多少。可是,我,竟然开始用钱来平衡感情了,我知道她最想要什么,却一时给不了,谁让我是崇尚自由的射手女呢!早起,忙忙乱。赶到机场大巴停靠点时,却被无情拒载,原因是这车赶不上11点的飞机,噢,忘了今天是还是工(da)作(du)日(che)了。怎么办?怎么办?然后就被叫去拼了个的士,刚好差我一位,赶往机场的路上,看着窗外太阳初升,觉得一切美好的恰到好处,而我的运气总是好那么一丁点。因为到的实在是早,只能在航站楼外随便拍拍了。这个航空公司的服务还是OK的,不过,拜托你们能把机窗玻璃擦擦干净么。基本一飞离西北偏中地区,窗外,就是蓝天+白云+雪山的组合了,尤其是经过的甘霞地貌,自然是神奇的,不管哪个角度,它都是无可比拟的。因为要飞三个多小时,实在无聊,不觉就和邻座的藏妹-加央卓玛聊了起来,反正就是各种的话各种的不停,她很厉害,基本大学就在内地上了,然后又自己玩了很多地方,这次是来咸阳进修的。要知道其实,很多藏人是不愿意离开自己家乡的,就像雄鹰不会轻易离开蓝天,那是他们自由的归属。得知我也是去拉萨,就被恩允了搭她们家的便车,虽然曾在藏区搭车无数,而此刻却觉得很不好意思,但又欣喜无限,要知道,这里曾是从前梦想终止的地方,而今却是再次续航的新起点,而被搭车,再次把我完全推向了前路。因为她们的目的地是在拉萨城边的堆龙县,我就在离拉萨20多分钟大巴路程的公交站等车,下车后发现,身上一点零钱都没有,于是想等卓玛家车走了,会附近换零钱,看车来了,我也没走,她就问我:怎么了。我就说:我等会去换个钱。然后,然后,她就从车窗给我几个一块,我一再强调不用(搭车已足够,怎能还要车费),不过她很坚持,于是抽了一块,并再次表示感谢。我,不属于这里,但依旧是受欢迎的,谢谢首见礼,拉萨!谢谢加央卓玛!追着记忆,找着今时的路,终是不记得曾经了,七拐八绕,到达了客栈,大门紧闭,于是拨电话也不嫌麻烦,就习惯这家。卸下行李,就大昭寺了。为什么住在大昭寺附近呢?总觉得大昭寺给人的感觉相对(布宫)亲近,可以随时跟着转经的人潮淹没其中,可以随时消失在某个拐角,可以随时坐下来瞻仰佛光,就这样任性地看光影流白,像一幅古老的画。转经一圈,坐下来,很自然地就和身边的人聊起来。已经忘记了他的名字,大概记得关注他的故事:说是小时候被弃,过来寻亲,很久,未果,他的根在西藏。不多做评断,只想说:经历只是人生的一部分,如果死守,那么枯萎的就是明天。我们无法选择开始,但怎么活,就是自己的事了。不是不重要,是有人更值得珍惜。记得我走时的话吗?不放弃,也放弃。还是先安顿好自己的生存吧:别人帮你是他仁慈,不帮你是常理,你是个成人,应该学会照顾自己。喜欢大昭寺周围的场,对,就是,场。焚香的静,转经的诚,脚步的长,心情的短,一切不干净,一旦进入有效场区,就会自然从胸口溢出,化成烟,散了。习惯低眉,久了,竟然不知道,原来仰起头的瞬间,是如此的肃穆,有经文在绕。我知道,有一盏灯,一定通往这里:木如宁巴。已不复从前,其实很怕再次走进这里,因为,虔诚,静寂的让我心生恐怖。信,是这个世界,最强大的力量,即使面对黑暗,它也会轻易将夜撕开一个口子,于是,黎明便来到了。不知道,我一回头,有没有人站在我身后,而此时,我就这么静静地看着你背影,希望你早点回家,因为,有人在等你...不知道是前两晚没休息好(都是凌晨2点睡的),还是真的飞过来有丁点头疼,本想去喝甜茶,考虑太晚,直接拎了罐青稞酒,喝点当地的东西,比喝药管用。当然,真正的青稞酒一定要去家里喝,就要那种散装的,很酸甜,反正我是喜欢的。补个梗吧:在大昭寺门口坐的时候,有个小女孩跑出来跟我要钱,直接拒绝,死缠了很久,无果,终究自己离开。说说我不给的原因吧:他们原本单纯可爱,是我们的仁慈,毁了这一切,世故,心计,纠缠,小小年纪就要承受这些扭曲,也是我不想看到的。小孩是评测一方世界的尺,没有绝对的对错,但是我有权作出选择,坚持我所认为的对。我是这样的人:如果我觉得没道理,你越坚定,我就越拒绝。这是典型的射手,遇强变强。Day 2: Feb.13 大雪→晴 拉萨一定是,昨晚转经时,没祈祷今天的好天气,于是,清晨6点多,站在客栈的3楼,看到地上积了厚厚一层雪,有种已经筑建好的世界坍塌的感觉,因为我已订好车,下午直奔樟木,就连证也是提前好的。而现在,我只好先出门。打电话给订车方,对方还在熟睡,迷糊中,听到了下雪了,自己也无法确认今天行车是否正常,需要联系樟木才能给我回复,车子到底能不能走。彼时的心情,无以言说。可是当我趁着半夜色走到这里时,已然被触动。地上的雪至少80mm厚,依然有很多人来转经,甚至,还有人磕长头。雪真的很大,我已无法直接将镜头露在外边拍照,因为就一张照片的时间,它会落满雪,我会心疼,只好给它罩个羽绒服的袋子。我偏离人行的轨迹,踩雪走到边上的一个ATM机亭里(我怎么会说是怕相机进水了)。脚印有多深,雪就有多厚,我的高帮是直接陷下去的。大昭寺的另一侧,已经排了长长的队,我不知道有多早,但似乎每个人都在耐心地等着,等着朝拜,等着救赎,等着天亮。每个人对“在路上”都有不同的界定。而我认为:我在原有的生活里同样可以睡懒觉,可以吃得好,行得好,既然换了一种方式来看世界,是不是就该更珍惜:早起看看无人的街头,随便走进一家藏面馆,微笑之后说扎西德勒,手机扔掉都可以,但相机一定要保持三分电,也时常对他人说,如果你想看到不一样的,至少你要做的不一样。换一种模式,会不会比较不一样,虽然清爽,但完全感受不到雪花在落下。([]
我与好玩就行,大牦牛三人结束了尼泊尔14天的旅行,包车进入印度。 小小的边检站,一不小心就过去了。走了一段,感觉有点不对。好玩就行去打听了一下,才知道,我们已经走过了!赶快回头,要不被发现,把我们当偷越国境可就麻烦了,这可是在印度啊。 返回来才看见这个地方。 在办理入境手续时,检查人员拿着我们的相机翻来覆去的看了好一会,看得我们有点紧张,担心他们刁难。看看他们的表情是乎又不像。不一会才知道,他们还没有见过我们这一类相机,觉得新鲜.好奇。 又过了一会,他们其中一人,拉着我的同伴到一边,轻轻说了一下,哦!是要小费。最后我们一人给了一美元,顺利放行。 进到印度,第一感觉就是,大街上悠闲走的牛。牠们慢慢吞吞,优哉游哉地到处走,没有一个人理会牠们。 此刻。已经感到肚子饿了,进了路边一家小食店,看到这一排很没有看样的食品与环境,食欲大减。 店老板往锅里放一些我们也不知道的调料 当地人对我们到来的好奇,一切都写在脸上。想想也是,就他们见多识广的边防检查人员都对我们好奇,别说他们了...... 奶茶 我们要驾驶员帮找一处恒河边上的旅馆。所以,他就把我们带到这个地方。 穿过了几个小巷道,突然一片鲜艳的色块跳入眼帘,定眼一看,哇!一群有说有笑的妇人坐在那里乘凉。顿时这个脏乱的小巷明亮起来。 驾驶员把我们带到一家看似还可以的旅馆。办完手续走进去,慢慢觉得有点不对劲。四层楼的房子,空空荡荡,看不到一个人。走进房间,老板指着窗子告诉我们,下面就是恒河。我看窗子紧紧关着,打开窗子,看到下面.......这...这...就是恒河! 沿着河边往岸上看,啊.....我要晕了,下面一堆堆正在烧的.....那不是我在尼泊尔见到的烧尸吗!离我们那么近,就在我们楼下。虽然我见到过这样的场景,在藏区近距离地拍过天葬,但此时的感觉非常不好。下面烧尸的嚓嚓声,清清楚楚的就在你面前响,晚上怎么睡觉!!! 正在烧尸的火堆。 死者的亲人在江中祈祷 晚上,楼下更加热闹了。烧尸的火烟,往我们窗子钻,我们只有紧紧关着窗子,走上楼顶观看。好玩就行这家伙还喝着啤酒,一边喝,一边看,他倒是挺淡定的。 我数了下面的火堆,一共十堆。 火焰慢慢散去,喧闹的恒河平静下来了。 我睡在床上,心,怎么也平静不下来。楼下的情景总是在眼前晃来晃去,总感觉自己就睡在火堆旁边....... 最后,自己都说不清这一夜是怎么熬过去的。 这就是我进印度的第一天。 恒 河 晨 曲 恒河,是印度文明的摇篮。作为印度第一大河,它发源于喜马拉雅山脉,全长2700多公里,中、上游有2100多公里在印度境内,下游500公里在孟加拉国。 恒河是印度的圣河,历史悠久,有着浓厚的民俗和文化色彩,即使经过千年的文明洗礼,恒河两岸的人们仍然保持着古老的习俗。许多自古流传的神话,使印度人民对恒河母亲生起无限的怀想,烙下一个不可磨灭的情结。这一生中至少要在恒河中沐浴一次,让圣河洗净生生世世所有的罪业。 在印度,大多数印度教信徒终生怀有4大乐趣:敬仰湿婆神、到恒河洗圣水澡并饮用恒河圣水、结交圣人朋友和居住在瓦拉纳西圣城。 到印度,我们最大的兴趣就是到恒河,拍摄那里的风光.人文景象。我们在那里住了三天,早出晚归地穿梭在恒河与千年古城《瓦拉纳西》之间,感受那里奇特的民俗风情,自然风光 进印度的第一天,在烧尸现场住了一个晚上。第二天一大早,天还没有亮,赶快收拾行李闪人。 在船夫的带领下,乘着夜色,坐上了划向恒河中心的小船,拍摄恒河岸边的景色。 对着即将升起的太阳祈祷 太阳升起时的宗教仪式 恒河,新的一天开始了。 11111 2222 3333 把鲜花放进小罐里,打满恒河水,面向太阳祈祷,然后把罐里的水.花一起倒进恒河。 4444 5555 66666 7777 666666([]
在8264上混了好几年,从来没发过帖,最多顶下。出行前也上网看了很多帖子,根据各种信息才制订出此次的线路,为此将游记发在这里以示感谢。3月初的一天无意中进入亚航官网,发现有促销活动,虽不象网上同学们秒杀抢到的便宜,但能从所住的城市出发,而且起飞时间是上午,很动心。于是与朋友商量后,第一次在网上订购了7月3日(因朋友那时才有空)去泰国的机票。操作了几个小时才搞定,笨呀。心奋了一夜没睡着。第二天将消息告之其他朋友,一下就约到好几个。使这次出行人数达到6人。线路大至如下,分三个阶段:第一段7月5日晚至13日泰南海边玩水。坐火车到素叻他尼,再去苏梅岛、帕岸岛、龟岛。(7楼起)第二段7月13至21日兵分两路,4人汽车返回曼谷去柬埔寨吴哥窟,2人汽车继续南下去甲米、董里玩水。(143楼起)第三段7月21晚至30日泰北感受清凉。6人在曼谷汇合后坐火车到清迈,汽车去拜县(240楼起)帖子发出后,很多人关心花费多少,在此补充一下,就不一一回答了。机票、证、保险和在泰国的所有花销加起来共约7500元左右,不含购物的费用。先介绍下一行的朋友们触缘姐,此行年龄最大的一位。茶亭,也是上了六十的哟,看不出来吧玲点,也是退了休的二妹,此行唯一懂一点英语的二妹的女儿豆豆,12岁初一学生,也稍微懂点英语还有就是我了,梦兰 此行一色的女人,还是四老一中一小,老的全不会英语,有的是出行经验和时间,只有二妹算是比较全面吧,豆豆妹没出过门,这也是第一次吧,这一群二货出门,时间又长,肯定故事不少哈,我慢慢讲。发两张合影,此行也没照到几张合影耶。 7月3日在重庆江北机场乘11点20分亚航的飞机,曼谷时间1点半左右到达素万那普国际机场。按攻略说的先换零钱拿地图,还找到免费电话卡,再去一楼餐厅吃饭,最后到底楼坐城市快线进城到帕亚泰也是TBS的N2站。这里吃饭很便宜这里买城市快线的票45B/人坐车就出故事,由于我们都不会英语,上车时我就数了下总共7个站,到终点站下车。我说数到坐,大家一聊天就没数,心想反正是终点站,都要下车的个,不要紧的,谁知到站后就是有好些人没下,结果我们自然不知,发现车往回开了才晓得终点站过了,只好在回开的第一个站下车。哈哈到曼谷就闹笑话。然后打TUTU车去高山路。诸位都知道在曼谷打TUTU车容易被宰,我们抱定每车100B的价格给,招了两辆TUTU车还是有司机愿意拉,很快到达高山路。根据攻略上的指引去了旅馆一条街(SoiRambuttri)把街都快走完了也没找到便宜的,而且大多数GH都住满了,终于在Bacm sabair GH找到住处,三间空调房共1400B,有一间有热水器。这条小巷比较安静,吃住都方便,还有很多马杀鸡店,离高山路很近,也是背包客云集的地方。晚上去高山路吃饭,这里热闹非常,不太喜欢。7月4日先去曼谷最著名的景点------大皇宫。高山路离大皇宫不远,上午走路过去,中间走了段弯路,结果到达时已是10点多了,正是旅行社到达的高峰时段。赶忙去买了票400B/人(含柚木宫门票)。这天很热,我们在里面呆到下午1点多,饿得遭不住了才出来。金碧辉煌的大皇宫在阳光下金灿灿的,晃得人睁不开眼。在大殿外拍的玉佛,殿内是不准拍照的 又饿又热,感觉要中暑了,在大排档吃完中饭猛喝了果汁后总算缓过劲来。坐1路车去华南蓬火车站买5日去春蓬和21日去清迈的票,再步行去唐人街。在火车站ATM机上取钱也搞笑,取出来的是100B一张的,一次只能取20张,也就是2000B,我看到攻略上说的是可取5000人民币的得嘛,怎么变成2000B了,难不成今后每天都要取钱哟。她们都取了,我感觉不对头便没取。结果晚上回高山路后我取了10000B,是1000B一张的10张,我想可能是按张数取,我要取20000B都取得到。顺便说下华夏银行的卡,每天第一次取钱不收手续费。晚上在唐人街吃饭,天开始下雨了,经过一个小巷时看见卖水果的手推车,上面有山竹,一问50B一公斤,算下来才5元人民币一斤便宜,先来2公斤,几分钟便消灭了,再来2公斤,风卷残云般又完了,然后又称4公斤提着带回去吃,太好吃了。雨越下越大,只好打的挤着回GH。回到高山路便去马杀鸡。 7月5日上午步行去柚木宫。这是大皇宫门票中包含了的,7日内都有效。这里与大皇宫的要求不一样,女性必须穿过膝长裙,我们都是穿的长裤,只好每人花40B买一块布裹在腰上才放行。这里不准拍照,每人发一个解说器,走到几号展区就按几号键,耳机里就播这个展区的解说。柚木宫是皇家博物馆,展出的都是皇家的精品、国宝。精致细腻华美无比 ,真金真银稀有宝石龙椅宝座等等绝非A货仿货之流,看得人眼花缭乱的。慢慢欣赏,不想离开,最后实在抗不过空调太冷的温度才出来。柚木宫 外面是大理石建筑里面便是柚木结构门楣上的浮雕在草坪上迈方步的小鸟,一点都不怕人本来对柚木宫没抱太大的希望,没想到还很值得看。出来后发现时间不早了,打听坐70路公交车去高山路,上车买票,售票员不收钱,才搞清楚是免费车。这是在一个不发达的国家吗,居然有免费车坐。当时朋友就开玩笑地喊起来我爱泰国。刚高兴没多久,就让我们大跌眼镜。回到GH收拾行李,准备退房走人,没想到超过12点了,要加收半天的房费,直接就在订金中扣了,MD晕哟。既然钱都扣了,咱们就不走,反正外面都热得遭不住,索性睡午觉,到下午3点多才离开。坐车去华南蓬火车站存包70B/包有点贵,再地铁去salom转轻轨去暹罗广场,随知轻轨坏了,这是啥运气哟,只好在salom附近吃了晚餐回车站。倒在候车厅的地上睡觉,居然睡得很香。22点55分的火车,车上多是背包客。坐位宽畅是航空坐,一边两位子,空调车温度很低,发毛巾、水、小点心,感觉很不错的。 7月6日基本上都在路上。早上6点过火车到达春蓬,在此下车的人很多。有TUTU去汽车站20B/人,几分钟就到了。为什么要去春蓬?所有的背包客到这里是要去龟岛,而我们是受了xfish《哥回来了》帖子的影响,一门心思想去素林群岛去浮潜。对于素林群岛LP书上介绍很简单,网上也宣有帖子介绍。跟着xfish的脚步,我们便走上了去素林群岛的路。而且对这里寄予了厚望,把这里放在第一站。这里乘迷你巴士去拉廊120B/人坐满开车。9点左右到过拉廊。正好停在去瓜拉布里的大巴旁边,又是下车接上车。泰国的旅游行业就是做得好,考虑很周到。在附近的小店吃饭,炒粉、炸鸡。去瓜拉布里车费110B/人,10点半出发12点过到达瓜拉布里。我和二妹、豆豆去找tom and am旅行社。很好找,正对汽车站公路对面。一路上感觉都不对,去这里的除了我们6人外没见一个老外,这里再不出名,总有老外知道噻,为什么没有人呢,想不明白。到了tom and am旅行社才被告之素林群岛去不了,一年中只有11月----来年4月开放,5----10月停业。原来5月至11月安达曼海受热带季风影响风浪大水混浊不适合潜水,所以不开放。这打击也太大了嘛,好不容易来到这里得到的是这个消息。书上和网上都没说这些,看来LP也靠不住。这几天的运气真的不怎么样耶。来都来了,又没车离开了,只好在镇上唯一的旅店住下吧,此时天又下起了雨。 我发不起帖了,主要是发的图传不上去,整得帖子也发不出,恼火哟我们的住处门廊前的风玲看前面河里是什么 7月7日目苏梅岛。一夜的雨不断,早晨起来停了。先乘8点半的大巴去达瓜巴,再转乘去素叻他尼的车,也是无缝衔接不用走路,1点过到达素叻他尼。车站便是市场很多吃摊,在一个会点华语的中年人那里吃快餐,又去市场买了6公斤多山竹,才25B/公斤和蛇皮果40B/公斤。按攻略上说的去seatran公司,结果顶到大太阳走了几百米的路只比车站旁边的旅游公司便宜了10B,划不着。在seatran旅游公司买的车船联票240B/人。3点20分的车近一个小时的车程到达敦沙码头。5点20分的船,7点才到达苏梅岛的那通码头,一直下雨,天也黑了。只有打双条车最方便,根据LP介绍苏梅岛最大的海滩是查汶,其次是拉迈海滩。我们不喜热闹,加之已经在双条车上的三人都是去拉迈的,于是我们选择了去拉迈。车子足足开了40多分钟,苏梅岛真的好大呀。我和二妹母女去找住宿雨天街上行人不多,走了约200多米在一小巷找到一处清幽僻静的GH,三间房有热水,两间风扇一间空调,房间很大,后面还有厨台可煮饭,共1000B。有宽畅的凉台饿了,去就近的饭馆吃了一顿象样的晚餐。到这天我们都买了18公斤多的山竹了,还是没吃够。 7月8日拉迈海滩休闲。早起上街到处都关门闭户安静之极,才想起泰国基本生活节凑是下午2点后才开始营业,高潮是晚上。所以现在大多数人还在梦乡里。没有早餐卖,还好到处都有24小时营业的711超市。711连锁超市的价格全国相同,比中国的一些连锁超市价格混乱好太多了。我们住宿的GH离海边大约走5分钟吧,上午在海边漫步游泳,下午逛街买菜找旅行社最后以350B/人敲定明天半日游岛和400B/人去帕岸的船,晚上自己动手煮海鲜火锅。对了补充一下,我们这次6个人带了两个电磁炉和一个可分离的电热杯。平时可烧开水,有时间自己煮饭下面也方便。泰国菜甜酸辣吃久了难免想吃重庆的麻辣味,所以还带了许多佐料去正好煮火锅。海边美女西方人自己的孩子自己带,不管走多远孩子多小。中国人小孩子甩给婆婆外婆带,小两口自己出去耍。这仅是文化差异吗?小美女这天云层很厚,海的顡色并不好看,但下海游泳正好不晒。海边漫步一个揪迁让大家玩hi了7月9日上午参加半日游,下午去大佛码头乘船去帕岸岛转车去了通乃番海滩。早早的收拾完毕,退房走人,来到旅行社门口还没上班,又到海边溜达一圈,卡片机随拍几张 9点接我们的巴士来了,半日游苏梅岛先看寺庙,然后看大佛像、查汶海滩观海、一处象形礁石、猴子摘椰子、一个大德高僧的木乃伊、最后是瀑布,在此吃饭,再返回旅行社提包去码头等船。好久没参加旅行社了,很不适应,也没感觉,就是赶行程走完了事。生命之根生命之源,稀奇的是这两礁石相邻不远观景台上拍的海景,平静广阔 半日游虽意义不大,也让我们对苏梅岛有了大致的了解。苏梅确实大也很繁华,开发多年非常成熟。下午两点才回到旅行社拿了大包又坐车去大佛码头等4点的快船去帕岸岛。帕岸岛离苏梅岛只有15公里,4、50分钟的航行便到了东南角的林海滩码头。有迷你巴士去通乃番海湾,车费300B/人。LP书上说东部无公路的信息已成历史了。车子从岛的最南边纵穿岛的腹地,公路弯道多,起复又大,很是危险,当地司机把车开得飞快,很是为他陧了一把汗。近一个小时的车程到达东北角的通乃番海湾。大佛码头等船时一老一小睡着了其实帕岸岛的南面和西面都开发很成熟,也热闹方便。我选择东北角的通乃番,是觉得这里比较清静而已,并没看到关于它的文章和评价。上车后发现车费这多贵,心里有些打鼓。当司机说到了,我看到的是前不着村后不着店也看不到海的地方。怀着忐忑不安的心情和二妹、茶亭去找住处,穿过树林和一片小屋便看见大海,第一眼就感觉好漂亮。走了几家最后在海湾边的第一家找到还有两间,而且只能住一夜,590B一间有热水没空调,有些贵,此时天已黑尽。吃饭也不便宜,这里交通不便又是在岛上自然东西贵。去帕岸的船上7月10日一大早起来去吃早餐,服务生很好,知道我们必须搬家,便介绍我们去了从边上数的第五家。这里的房价是600B一间,热水风扇房,如果住两夜可少100B。这里不太热也用不作空调。头晚因三人挤一间屋都没睡好,所以这天还是要了三间。放下行李就参加了旅行社的浮潜600B/人。在素林没浮潜成,在这里补起。11点先坐长尾船去岛的北面,在一处海滩边很多船已经在这里了,靠近海边时船停下来,每人发一套眼镜、呼吸器。我自己带了就没用旅行社的。水里很多各色的鱼漂亮,但珊瑚大多死了,不好看。我们在船的附近跟着鱼儿游,用卡片机一阵乱拍,上船后发现啥也看不见,全是糊的。茶亭最先下水,也最先起水,不一会儿晕船了,可能是昨夜没睡好又有些感冒船又被烤得很烫所致。后去一个海滩吃中饭,这里的海水很清澈很适合游泳,可中午时分阳光太强,下去几分钟就被晒得通红,好在搽了防晒霜没晒伤。第三站是看瀑布,这瀑布还很有名,lp书上还介绍了的,可我们都没觉得有啥看头,充其量只能算是个叠水。下午4点返回住地,晚上自己煮稀饭粉丝又节约了一顿哈。通乃番第一夜住的地方,环境优美的茅草屋,吃早餐这天是几天来天气最好的一天,阳光下的大海与蓝天一色这天晚上的彩霞出奇的弦 这里的沙滩又细又白又平,赤脚踩在上面很舒服,晚上又凉爽,海水平静得几乎没有浪,看着满天繁星非常惬意,选择这里真的没错
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