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郑志翔Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangMr YANG Liusong, a Chinese who just finished the first solo traverse over Chang Tang by cycling from west to east in recorded human history, shared his stunning Expedition with all of us through the forum 8264 https//bbs.8264.com/thread-512349-1-1.html . In order to share his legendary journey with those who cannot read Chinese, I translate his story to English here, which has been approved by Mr YANG Liusong. Hope you guys enjoy it.为了让杨同学的传奇能让全世界的驴友分享，俺决定把杨同学的帖子翻译成英文。为了避免麻烦，俺先来个免责声明：1。杨同学不认识俺，也没有授权俺，如果他说不要翻译了那俺就随时终止；2。俺没有商业目的，译版版权归杨同学，俺啥也不要，也不承担法律责任；3。没有杨同学授权，不敢擅自发在国外网站，发在原帖处，荣誉归8264；4。俺英语水平有限，欢迎指正，欢迎转贴。 Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangBy Yang LiusongIt has been three months since I traversed the unpopulated region in the Great Chang Tang. There are many like-minded asking me about it. I now present this thread to briefly tell everybody about my journey.The starting point of this traverse was from the highest peak of the western part of the Tibetan plateau, Jieshan Daban, and the day was April 20, 2010.I was heading eastward passing Bungdag Co, Yanghu Co, Rola Co, and Kangzhagri Mountain, which crossed over the desolate region from west to east. The journey continued northward to enter the unpopulated area of Altun Mountains, through Hoh Xil Mountains, Kunlun Mountains, Whale lake, ..., finally met some people by the Aqqikkol Hu and then arrived in Huatugou by vehicle three days later and that day was July 5. It had been 77 days in total. I had been all alone 74 days after leaving Jieshan Daban until arriving inAqqikkol Hu, which was about 1400km and about four months.[The Great Chang Tang] In Tibetan, "Chang Tang" means northern empty wilderness while narrowly, means unpopulated region in northern part of Tibet. However, it actually indiCATes all of the no man's land in northern. The great Chang Tang includes desolate places in Northern Tibet, Hoh Xil, Alun Mountains, and Kunlun Mountains, which are interconnected to form the unique and super empty wilderness in the world. Only because Hoh Xil is the most known name, most people just think this vast land is equivalent to Hoh Xil. In reality, Hoh Xil is only a small piece of the Great Chang Tang both administratively and geologically. The Great Chang Tang, the last land to chase your freedom and dream.The route that I traversed ForeplayI arrived in Tibet in the early March, a couple of troubles bothered me. The brand new plug got its positive and negative wrongly connected; the rivets of my rucksack eASIly got broken from now and again; and a multi-functional charger got damaged and so on. Riding my bike to Ngari for warming up of this journey, lost my rucksack but later got it back; lost my camera bag and got it back later again, and finally lost a big bicycle pannier in the street of Gyangze town under the eyes of police, including clothes, solar panel and so on.Without much choice, I returned to Lhasa to adjust all the stuff I would need in the wilderness. Then I begged some luck by going to Nyingchi to enjoy the blossoms of peach trees and to take a hot spring bath. I even had the privilege to enjoy time with ten girls in the hot spring. I felt my bad luck had all gone and then returned to Lhasa again to prepare going to Ngari. I did not expect that I was cheated on by some hustler and lost some money and delayed my schedule for a week. I had to find a car myself quickly to Nagri. However, I lost the tool for fast-parting my rear wheel on my way to Nagri, where was a remote area in Tibet and nowhere to buy the tool. Even if there was one in Lhasa it would take at least ten days for a special delivery service. I was lucky that my mate Duola asked a driver to bring the tool for me from Lhasa. I thought there should be no more nightmare like this but the nozzle of my brand new multi-fuel stove was broken. The next day I tried everywhere to weld them back together. The first three shops could not do the welding for copper. The fourth one said they could do it but could not guarantee a sUCCess. The engineer said it would be ten Chinese yuans if it was a success. I agreed. Just in seconds, my nozzle became crap in a flash of lightening. I was so upset. Again, Duola helped me by bringing her own MSR oil stove and Dingding's sleeping bag to Nagri. That was already April 16 and I did not have much time to waste. The following day I found a vehicle heading to Jieshan Daban.The sand storm over Yarlung Zangbo RiverA lonely peach tree blossoming in Yarlung Zangbo Grand CanyonNatural hot spring in wild, me singing and drinking (photo by a friend of mine) Day 1(April 20), 16km, Camping 5192mIt was a truck with a full load of iron wastes, arriving in Jieshan Daban at 6'o clock in the morning. It was still night and extremely cold and dark. Driver was not bothered to pop his head out of the driving cab. I climbed up on the top of the iron wastes, taking my bicycle down. In a hurry, I punched my old water bag. Fortunately I had another MSR water bag given by a friend of mine otherwise I would definitely fail without even starting my journey. For the first time for me to set up the brand new tent in strong, cold winds. It would be impossible to do so if the tent was not a whole piece. Extremely cold outside, about -15C, might be lower than that, I put my head into the sleeping bag but was nearly suffocated to death, honestly. The smell of Dingding's sleeping bag was, lol, so extraordinary. I woke up around 11 o'clock. There were still strong winds outside so that I had to use my bodyweight to keep the tent in place. At the time when I just started to cook and eat, four patrolling soldiers approached me. To their surprise someone, in this season, camped in Jieshan Daban. I was so nervous and afraid they were the people to block my journey because I was caught and deported from the desolate land last year. Luckily the four soldiers did not know my destination and were very kind to me. After they left, I immediately packed my stuff and pushed my bike into the depths of the unpopulated area just in case anything unexpected happened.The bike was very heavy due to the provisions and hard to control. There was even a quite small hill that I had to remove my bike panniers to get over it. This really struck me because this happened even the path was still the hardship one at the moment and I could not imagine what I would do once I entered the uncertain, endless wilderness. Until now I had not met anyone, even the nomadic pastoralists. I remembered there were quite a few of them roaming at the edge of the northern Tibetan plateau last year. All of these indicated it was not the good pasture season in such low temperature and strong winds. Around 16km there was a sheep cote, where I passed it last year, east of Lungmu Co. I was exhausted at this point so that I decided to camp in here and to rest my head. After arranging tent everything I went out to look for the wetland discovered by Duola and Liumeng last year. I was determined to find it.There were many hot springs in the wetland which were underground water with a constant temperature. The wetland therefore became an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such harsh weather, which was the very unique land feature of terrain in this over 5200m highland.Perpetual snow in the valley blown to corn shape by strong windsThis wetland was discovered by Duola and Liumeng. The workers at a nearby mine did not know it and I too missed it last yearUnderground water with a constant temperature, an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such icy weather 感谢大伙儿支持和加分，不一一回复了。特别感谢多啦，希望能有机会一起喝酒吃肉。 Day 2 (April 21), 0km, Camping5192mBlustering gale all night, up and down like ocean waves. The next day rather than continuing to travel, I stayed inside the sheep cote, hesitating and pondering over. Indeed, there were so many problems before this journey;I did not have sufficient physical preparation;the load had already reached its limitation; I still coughed a lot;the weather was so extreme and cold. All in all, I did not think this journey was well prepared and I did not have confidence in completing this journey mentally and physically. To do, or not to do, it was the question. Similarly I did not have confidence in my facilities, not knowing whether all of them would work functionally or not. The fact was one of the rivets got broken again and the front rack came loose. In the afternoon, I replaced all the rivets of the panniers with screws I had prepared before. This was an excellent job I had done which gave me no further troubles throughout my whole journey. I also re-adjusted the front rack. However I did not think it would definitely all right because I did not have a tool to do it. When the darkness descended,I made up my mind to continue my journey, which, of course, was not beyond any imagination. Orchid-like weedsSmall springs everywhere, clear and chillyA thin layer of ice covering the fresh spring water The sheep cote, it was the door under the sleeping bag, which was in the same place as last year, everything looked like yesterdayThe wetland at duskLungmu Co at dusk. You could hear the gigantic sound of wind if the picture had a sound Day 3 (April 22), 52.4km, Camping 5145mGot up in the morning, could not put everything into the bags. Without much choice I had to throw away three portions of tsampa, elbow pads, and crampons. Following the road of the lead-zinicmine I found the side path to enter the wilderness, which was on the riverbed and very hard to see. I missed this side path last year so that I had to take a short cut into the wilderness directly then. That was why I had taken extra care to find the side path. The following journey was to get over a big hill, which lay 5275m above sea level and was the highest point of my whole journey. Around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I passed the side path leading to Orba Co and started a journey which was complete strange to me. I ate a piece of pilot breads, which was frozen like rocks so that I had to use my spade to crush it. At 6 o'clock in the evening, I had pushed plus rode my bicycle for about 32 km. I reckoned I should have been able to double this if I did no carry such heavy load. The wind became stronger and stronger. I opened the parasail kits and tested it. The result was far beyond what I expected. With the aid of the strong wind I was just like flying over the wilderness. After 8 o'clock in the evening, I started to observe the water Source and to get ready to camp. Map showed there were successive springs along the path and assembled to puddles. But I had overestimated the water source here in this land and in this season there were endless wilderness inside the valley, where I could not see a single drop of water. As it became darker and darker, I felt a little bit nervous which resulted in three spokes of the parasail broken and became a useless rubbish. Anyway, it helped me to move forward 20km more which benefited me a lot later on. When time approached 9.30 pm, it was almost completely dark. I had to lie my bike on the ground and went on to try to find water on the north side of the valley. This was a wide and flat sandy land, where I could not see any ditches there and further was complete darkness. I returned to get my GPS to look up the contours and found the south part of the valley was closer to a hill so I took the way. Finally I found a piece of ice in a ditch. I smashed about 20litre of ice. The ice was quite shallow scattered with sheep poo. On my way back, my eyes were hurt by strong winds, which got me a couple of days to recover. It was nearly 23 o'clock after I set up the tent. It also took about 40 mins to melt the ice. I was so tired and my appetite was completely spoiled. I then had a little bit of milk. I had never expected thing would go like this, it was so distressing. Streams along the path, ice everywhereThe river flew into Matou Hu, in whose north part there was a satellite lake, a wonderful ice-skating court It took 40mins to melt the ice in midnight Day 4 (April 23), 31km, Camping 5028mA cloudy day with gusts. From now and again, hails chased me from behind. Sunny spell. Heavy sandy land made me have to push my bike. At 3pm, I arrived at Luxing Hu, where there was a house made of clay. This was the last permanent building of my journey. Last year, Duola and Liumeng once lived in this house for three days without meeting anybody. It seemed it was the same but the truck parking in front of the house made me worry about. I went to the sheep cote first to check over, where there were only a few lambs following me everywhere I went later on. This made me feel warm in my heart. I observed farther places using my binoculars but could not see any people or sheeps. After making sure there were no people around I opened the locked door using a screwdriver. The living room was very clean. There were two boxes of beverages on the ground and a string of cured lamb legs hanging over in the interior room. A pot of water was on the top of the stove, lukewarm, which indicated the host must be not far away from his home. I filled up my water bag and left the house. I also put the screws back to the door in order not to leave any trace of my visiting. I then took a spanner from the toolbox of the truck, which gave me great help for the rest of the journey.I left the house as quickly as possible. After last year's experience, the nomadic pastoralists were the last people I wanted to meet. A few hundred meters away from the house, the vehicle traces were fading fast. Even downhill, I had to push rather than to ride because of the heavy loose sand. From the route point of view, only after Luxing Hu it was the real unpopulated land. After many days, I thought of the lamb legs from time to time. It was pity that I then had plenty of provisions and the bike was too heavy to carry anything more. Continue to melt the ice under the morning sunshine, all of the sheep poo had been removed carefullyCamping site, the little hill over there was the place where I got the ice last nightThe house by the Luxing Hu, empty, the last permanent building I saw throughout my journeyDay 5 (April 24), 19.8km, Camping 4951mSet off at 10.30 in the morning, the weather was similar to yesterday. Probably this road was the high plain or somewhere the wind passed so that it was so windy. The average wind speed was degree 6 but could reach degree 9 in the blick of an eye. The road was still full of sand and very heavy to walk on it. My eyes became worse under such harsh weather. About three o'clock in the afternoon, I saw something in my right, looked like antenna. I went closer to see what it was and found out it was an iron tower (the triangulation station). In 1970s, a joint team from Chinese three military regiments entered this area doing research. They have left a lot of triangulation stations and benchmarks, which I had the priviledge to see them today.At dusk, I approached to a spring by the Bungdag Co, which flew into the frozon lake. The sand and soil, brought by the strong wind, scattered on the surface of the ice all over the lake. There were so many cracks around the icey surface of the lake. I geussed it must be caused by the springs under the water rather than by melted ice. In the west of the Bungdag Co was the side path leading to Keriya Pass, where a SUV could reach directly. I had looked out any vehicle Tracks but failed. The cloudy sky started to snow. I set up the tent comfortably because I knew that I was safe having such a sweet spring beside me.Triangulation station erected by scientists from the joint research team on Chang Tang of three military regiments in 1971[size=+0]The gap between water and ice in Bungdag Co, I guessed there must be some springs under the lakeThe storm just above the ground, a chaotic darkness[size=+0]Icy Bungdag Co,one of the four biggest lakes in Northern Tibet, wild ducks flying over this vastness and lonenessSnowing at any time, should not happen so frequently like this in this seasonDay 6 (April 25), 4.3km, Camping 5002mWeathering landforms everywhere around this area. Spongy volcanic rocks could be found easily. I pushed my bike turning around a small hill, seeing a big river, the Yinshui He, flowing from Orba Co into Bungdag Co, which I had been to its upstream last year. It was also a passage for animal migration. The downstream of the river was extremely wide and broad. The thickess of the ice layer could reach one meter with the main stem in the middle course of the river, very deep. There were a few springs along the river, sweet and clear.I only went forward a little bit more than 4km but I had walked more than 20km for finding my way. It was not possible to cross the main stem, let alone the north bank of Bungdad Co. What I could only do was to try to find a shallow place to cross. But the southern area was a even larger piece of wetland and forced the road turn towards west. I spent a couple of hours but failed to find a good point to cross the river. In the afternoon, I decided to follow the edge of the wetland. When I reached the hill foot, the wetland finally disappeared. Around this area, there were clearly volcanic feature of terrain and I even found traces of pasturing and cairns made from volcanic rock.Here was the last pasturing trace I found throughout my journey, I guessed it was a summer pasture area. After this, there was no clear sign of human activities in this vast wilderness. I had been looking for my ways until it was dark. I made up my mind where to go TOMOrrow. The terrain here looked like Yardang landforms, as well as volcanic landforms The Yinshui He river from Orba CoSprings scattered all over the river bank, painted green by lovely algaeThe river was very deep. The mixture of green and amber colour showed the sand and mud carried by the melted iceThick layer of ice, sunken surface caused by strong gustsThe south course of the Yinshui He, countless small streams. To the right was the wetlandLooking for ways in the east, a trace of pasturing and the cairn made from spongy volcanic rocksMy camp, opposite to the hillDay 7 (April 26), 11km, Camping 5009mI moved forward to the direction I found yesterday, turning around the wetland and walking toward east. At 2pm, I was blocked by the zigzag Yinshui He again and I had no choice but to cross it. The river was about 700m wide, covered by ice which appeared very different. The hanging ice, the folding ice, the piling-up ice, the icy puddle, and the sleet were everywhere along the river bank. Having noticed all of these, I reckoned the river would be receding at dusk, which was why there were so many different shapes and forms of ice. I put my slipper on, going into the main stream of the river. I found there were at least three different courses of the river, the thickness of the surface ice varied and the river water reached above my knees. I sighed there would be no way back once I crossed this river. There are many ways in one's life too, you can only take it once and you will no long have the courage to repeat it.I pushed the bike crossing the river. Some of the ice was a bit soft, jamming the tyres so that I had to use my feet to break them first. Some of the ice was a bit thick but with half-melted underneath, sticking the the bike completely, some of the ice was half-water half-ice with a sandy riverbed, which was really hard to pass. I had to remove all of the panniers at the last stage of the crossing. I spent the whole four hours to cross the river, my legs got many bloody cuts. At 6pm, the surface ice was almost disappeared completely, the river level rapidly rising to a chaotic status. I thought if I hesitated a little bit at that time, I could not have the courage to cross this river under such circumstances. The river bank was unimaginably sandy and was quite steep. I had to unloaded the panniers again to reach the top of the bank. By the time of sunset, the weather became exceptionally good. The sunlight from the descending sun, the blue sky, the faint moon, .... I liked such a colorful and peaceful Chang Tang and very much enjoyed my camp and myself bathed in such beautiful colour.The ice like this was very thin and suspended, far away from the main stemHard surface with half-melted underneath, the soft sand at the botton was most scaryThe ice like this could easily jam the wheels, hard to get it outI had to unload the panniersChaotic water and terrible hails turned up in no timeThe Chang Tang at the moment liked it used to be,a mixture of cold and warm tones under the golden setting sun Day 8 (April 27), 14.6km, Camping 5112mLast night, I forgot to bring in the odometer, which was out of order due to the coldness in midnight. Since then I used GPS to check the mileage. The digital thermometer was no longer working. I had to use mercury thermometer to collect data. Night temperatures were basically between –15℃—–20℃ while the temperature inside my tent was about –10℃. The advantage of the integrated tent was that it limited the ventilation so to keep warm inside. However, it got clearly disadvantage of heavy condensation and dew. Every morning, there was plenty of frost inside the tent so that I had to put my hood on First Before fully getting dressed. The winds in Chang Tang finally became consistent with the pattern I had researched the other day no or very tiny wind in the morning, strong wind started after 2pm, and then at around 8pm its strength was reduced again. The accuracy of this prediction was about 80%.The road was very bad today. I walked whole afternoon in an ancient riverbed and it was so difficult that I had to use all of my strengths to move a small step forward and then to stop to breath, slower than a snail. After five hours' struggling, my eyes got wet when I saw the grassy river bank. Finally! The nightmare was over.Cold and clear morningHeavy morning condensation in the interior, a lot of frost to clearSuch dawning sunlight indicated a cloudy day ahead Day 9 (April 28), 18km, 5072mIn the morning I entered a range of sandy roads which were so terrible. The solar panel specially designed for GPS got short circuited. After checking it was found to be the diode got damaged. Luckily I got a replacement. Because the GPS was exclusively supplied by a solar panel so that it was no longer a problem for the power supplement of GPS. In a period of 70 days, I did replace the battery once, which saved me a lot of alkaline batteries. I did have another solar panel of 5.4 W which was used specifically for 7.5V Camera, DV and other digital facilities. Unlike water, I had never been short of power.At 7pm in the evening, I arrived at Pur Co. The surface of this lake was very odd the ice by the river bank rose and the river bank was broken, I reckoned that was due to the strong winds. The ice there was mingled with something yellow, could be the stain of alkali. There were many wild yaks on the other side of the lake. There could be two brown bears but I could not be for certain. On the east side of the lake, there was a peninsula leading to the centre of the lake. I camped just opposite to the peninsula. At night , I smashed the ice to get drinking water, which tasted alkali. For the first time I cooked the cereals, which was brought completely by accident. This was just because I found there was a little bit of extra space when I was in Nagri packing the stuff for this journey so that I bought two packs of cereals. It tasted disgusting, probably there was too much alkali in the water. I threw away half of it. Later I realised that probably I subconsciously felt that the provisions was so heavy. I would rather make it lighter at any cost.Dry all my stuff in the morning sun, a routine matterA faint dusk in Pur CoThe river bank pushed up by ice and opened like zipper by gustsThe pushed up surface of the iceThe place where I got my drinking water, a thin layer of ice behind the ablation corns The moment just before sun set, glittering Pur Co, nothing was the same差点儿没找到俺自己的帖子，原来变色了。多谢各位鼓励。 Day 10 (April 29), 16km, Camping 5141mIn the morning, I walked around the north bank of the Pur Co， where it were continuous ups and downs sprinkled with light yellow sprouts across the sparse grassland. The wild yaks clustered into small groups. All of a sudden, there was a group of five of them running towards me, blowing a huge cloud of dust with the power of thunderbolts,I believed that anyone who did not know the characters of the wild yaks must be frightened to death under such circumstances. The fact was the wild yaks in groups never injured people. Rushing to you just to show you its territory. When they approached people at certain distance, they would turn sharply and run away, and then stopped somewhere high to stare at you. You can not imagine that the wild yaks were very cautious animals compared with its almost one ton of weight. Their first reaction, when meeting people, was to raise their tails, the front hooves rubbing against the ground, the horns pointing forward, the eyes redden, and the long body hair shaking, all of which showed their determination to fight.This was the warning sign that you should retreat. However, you should realise that this was only a gesture that they were afraid of you and wanted to scare you away. The thing was that if you were not afraid of them and moved forward, they would run away in no time. There were only some mad yaks attacking people, which was really rare to happen. In Chang Tang, an experienced driver know that it is very dangerous to pass directly from two or three lonely wild yaks. They always tried to avoid confronting them directly. If this was not possible, they would lit a cigarette, smoking, to wait until the yaks walked away themselves. This was because the wild yaks really could attack vehicles, which was not completely rumors. I once asked them why I had not been attacked. They told me that because my bike was so small they would not be bothered to attack it. My own experience was that approaching a wild yak very slowly, do not look into its eyes, and ignored what it was doing. As long as it moved forward a little bit, just stop and give the yaks a little bit of time to think. Because if you forced the yak, it could be themost dangerous animal in the world and nothing could stop them killing. Even a gunshot could not kill it but only left a small hole in its skin. In the past, the nomads living near this land would use yaks' skin as chopping board which was very much endurable. At noon, I lost my balacLAVA, which was brand new and I had never used it once. I could not be bothered to go back tofind it. This resulted in that I had to have my fleece hat day and night in the rest of my journey, which did not provide fully protection from the sun in the plateau. But somehow I was all right, perhaps because my skin is similar to those of yaks, lol. At around half past one, I found a deserted Jeep, upside down. I felt it could be there for years and it could be the vehicle of someillegal HUNTERs. Nowadays, we have wildlife conservation reserves in Chang Tang and the animals here are well protected. However, some people kills the wild yaks to sell them as the domestic yak's meat. In general, it is worth 10,000 Chinese yuans for a single wild yak. Therefore many people take the risk to make money. They often enter the unpopulated areas to hunt and their activities can reach 200 km in diameter. This is why the wild yaks in the deep wilderness are less afraid of people than thoseat the boundaries of the Chang Tang region.There once happened that a wild yak mother revenged its baby's murder in the Altun mountains. Its horns pierced the killer's chest and held his body over its head for more than ten days, which was very touching.Around 3pm, I walked out of the Pur basin. The next point was Hong Shan Daban and then it was the Yueya Hu by the Toze Gangri. At this time I found a vehicle track from south to north. I checked over but could not find the way where they had gone. I took my map, GPS, and compass, climbing up a small hill to estimate the location of Hong Shan Daban. The mountain was very round and it was hard to find the mountain pass. After determining the location of the Daban, I moved straightforward. When I passed a messy grassland, I saw something that I was reluctant to see more than hundreds of wild yaks' head scattered all over, which was definitely the scene of the illegal hunting. After that it was a very long ancient river bed with soft sand slowly rising until the foot of the mountain.There are some spines on the surface of the tongues of wild yaks, which are used by nomads in this area as combs. They use them from their teens to the time when their hair becomes silver.The deserted Jeep, could be left by illegal hunters years agoThe slaughtered wild yaks with the wheel size heads. Some of the skulls were chopped into half. Why was that? Could be taken away for making combs?My camp at the foot of the Daban underthe lingering golden rays of the setting sun. Tomorrow's weather must be wonderful, I reckoned Day 11(April 30)， 20.4km, Camping 5120mThe surface of the road leading to Hong Shan Daban was very hard, most of them were small rocks, sort of gravels, plus a quite long downhill slope, I pushed my bike more than 20km for the first time after Luxing Hu. The mountain pass was quite flat, just like a broad ridge, it was 5256m above the sea level. Upon arriving at the pass, Toze Gangri of 6356m was in my sight clearly, very much round and there was no back bone like normal snow covered mountains. Most of the snow mountains in Chang Tang looked like this probably it was due to the geological movements. There were quite a few chirus or Tibetan antelopes in the valley but I was not interested in this kind of animals anymore after I witnessed a large scale of migration of such animals last year elsewhere.The herbivorous animals here are very quick to reach its original size of the population, such as wild yaks, chirus, Tibetan gazelle, pika, and marmot. When you go into the depths of the Chang Tang, you could hardly be surpised by the sudden appearance of the chirus because they are so common in here. At this time of year, the chirus have already male-female parted. You could see many pregnant female chirus but hardly see any males. According to recent research, Zonag Co is not the only lake for breeding. There are at least four of them in the whole Chang Tang. Zonag Co, Tuzi Hu, Heishi Beihu, and another lake I can not remember. I think there must be more than four of them and most of the populations do not migrant long way like most people used to think. They generally migrant from south to north between Central Mountains and Kunlun Mountains.The chirus looks very timid but are very curious about outside world. They are not really afraid of people, particularly in the depth of the Chang Tang. The nearest distance we can approach is about 30m. They just stare at you calmly and think who you are and why you move so slow. They would run in front of you. Look like they are afraid of you but the fact is they are playing with you. A man's own character shapes his fortune. This is of course suit for animals too. The chirus are the typical one. They have a super speed and a pair of sharp antlers. If they are crazy, three of them work together could easily kill a wolf. But as you might have known, their antlers are just for fighting to mate with females.Down the Daban there was a very steep and straight road, I tried to ride the bicycle but ended up with falling over. The front rack came loose and one of the pannier flew into valley. The foot of the mountain was the Yueya Hu covered by ice, which was alake full of heavy metal elements. Along the lake bank there were many stark rocks very much weathered, lining up just like castles or houses. This made me stop to investigate what they were from time to time, I did understand they were just rocks though but they were so real like the figures of real people. On of them even made me hide in a ditch, observing them again and again using my binoculars. There were also many black volcanic rocks. All in all, the features of this area were really unusual.Passed over the Yueya Hu, it was an endless ancient lake bed. What my GPS showed was this area was a big lake like tentacles. I looked around, it was endless wilderness without a piece of ice and a drop of water. Roughly, I estimated this lake bed was about 1200 square meters. I had to tell you that Chang Tang was a place where there was no high-resolution map. The marks in the map often were some kind of memory. Just like this ancient lake bed under my feet, may be it was full of water a few years ago. Who knows. Pushing the bike in such an endless lake bed was very easy to get lost. My mind was in a chaotic status too.The migration of the animals, photo taken last year The road rising up to the Daban, full of gravels, very hard, ideal for pushing your bikeThe Yueya Hu gazed at by the round and smooth Toze Gangri. At a glimpse, could you tell which was mountain, which was cloud?Ancient lake bed. The white stains were the alkali, look like ice. About wildlife (part 1)Declaration Personal experience for reference onlyDangerous wild animals and their threats to human beings are a ever-LASTING subject for those backpackers travelling in the wild.In Chang Tang, for example, there are two kinds of deadly animals, one is wolves and the other is brawn bears. As substitutes, wild yaks and crows might be dangerous to you in some circumstances that I will come back to this a little bit later on. As for how to protect yourself against these dangerous animals, I think the primary point is you do not try to hurt them because the emotions of human and animals are same instinctively. [Wolves]Throughout my journey, I met wolves a total of seven times, in which I confronted them five times. As you might have known that wolves have become more and more solitary animals, it is very rare they live in a large group nowadays. Please allow me off the point a little bit and talk about the ecological problems in Chang Tang. The problem is now not the decrease of the number of the chirus but the imbalance of the whole food chain, more specifically, the number of the animals on the higher trophic levels of the food chain has not yet reached its ideal level which results in this kind of imbalance. Particularly, the pikas and the marmots who have lost their predators rapidly expanse which results in the desertification of Chang Tang. As early as the middle of last century, wolves were the dominant predators in the vast wilderness. They became a threat not only to other preys but also nomads pasturing in this land. Therefore, the then government called on people to cull back the population of the wolves in Chang Tang, which resulted in the current situation directly. The last official record about wolves attacking humans was around 1970s, which happened in Bamaoqiongzong. A team of secientists was surrounded by a group of wolves and they had to shoot them using guns. Of course, at present in Chang Tang, wolves are absolutely lonely.In this traverse, the first time I encountered a pair of wolves, one of them staying in front of me pretending to attack me while the other staying behind me. This is the standard attacking strategy of wolves. First, you should not be nervous which can be easily detected by the predators. Second, you should not retreat even an inch because this means you are the prey rather than the predator. Do not make any large movement, of course you could take a picture if you feel safe to do so. You must look into its eyes for a few minutes or even half an hour. When the wolves can not work out who you are and consider you are not posing any danger to them, then they will leave. You should remember that wolves in this land do not lack of food and it is much easy for them to catch a pika than a human. Even if being hungry, they would evaluate how easy to get you done, What you need to do is to show them that you are not interested in them and you are not afraid of them at all, let alone to show your ID card to them. As for the wolves family, really, I have not heard for ages. If you really have an encounter with them and they have no other choice, then it definitely depends on your forture. In fact, for so many year, it has been very rare to happen that wolves kill human. But the rumours are still there, in particular, the road connecting Xinjiang and Tibet.The nearest encounter with a wolf throughout my journey, no conflict at all[Brown Bears]Brown bears are real dangerous animals to human. Every year there are some accidents happened in some regions of Xinjiang on the north side of Kunkun Mountains and steppes in Northern Tibet. More than that the bears could attack your house, smash your windows, and eat your sheep. Therefore, in Northern Tibet some local councils give subsidies to the pastorarists for compensating the losses due to the bears because they are not allow to fight back and kill the bears except their lives are in great danger. Once there was a nomad taught me a method to protect yourself from bears. He told me to pick up a stick to feed the bear and the bear thinks the stick is your hand which tastes disgusting. So the bear would leave. It was so funny but the reality is to find a stick in this vast wilderness is just like you win the lottery.Bears are omonivorous animal who are generally not interested in human flesh. You can find that in most of accidents, the bears did not eat any of the human flesh rather they just smashed them for kind of fun that we could not understand. For the reason why bears kill human, one explanation is the conflict between human and wildlife in this extreme ecological environment. The nomads invade the habitats of the bears, which results in these conflicts. On the other hand, it might be because bears have quite high IQ so that they think it is much easy to kill a sheep in the cote rather than to kill a pika in the wild.I have met bears five times in my traverse, in two cases we were very close to each other. I had even walked with one of them for quite a while, just like we had a date for a walk. The fact is it is not that terrible like you might imagine. The same rules for dealing with wolves apply to bears. Never provoke dangerous animals. A bear can run at a speed of 40km/h, do you think you can compete this in a highland 5,000m above sea level?However, there is a situation where it is really dangerous, that is the encounter. It is not easy to control your instinctive reaction to the external dangers. Last year once I turned around a hill, there was a bear just in front of me. The bear of course was frightened by me with its front legs holding up, waving in the air and roaring. At that time I sat on the ground, ignoring it. The bear then left in a few minutes. Chang Tang is a vast land so that this is not that easy to happen. But if it does happen, really only God can bless you.The nearest encounter with a bear throughout my journey. This bear disappeared in a herd of wild yaks, which I had tried hard to spot, really weird About wildlife (part 2)Declaration personal experience for reference only.[Wild Yaks]I have talked about quite a few, like in the post of Day10. I will no longer talk about it.This was the funniest encounter with a solitary wild yak, who did not warn me. If I sat down, it sat down too. If I moved forward, it stopped. Could not imagine what it was thinking about.[Crows]Crows are dangerous only when you fall unconscious in the wilderness. Of course they will be the first to taste your flesh in that case. Unlike their cousinsliving in urban areas, the crows in Chang Tang have a larger body like eagles. When they fly over your head, you could feel like it is a piece of cloud. They are scavengers but like fresh meat too. It once happened that a baby was killed by crows relentlessly, let alone the lambs got killed by them. Once a nomad asked me for fireworks to scare the crows away. (They are sacred birds not to be killed by human)It is easy to defend yourself against crows, that is to keep fighting, never fall in the wilderness.A short break attracted the crows. Of course, they were miscalculating this time, photo taken last year[Strategies Adopted]At the time when I met the four soldiers in Jieshan Daban, they said there were many dangerous animals in the Northern Tibet and asked me if I had brought a shotgun. I think if they knew that I would enter Chang Tang they would definitely check if I really have a shotgun. The so-called defence facilities I brought with me were the fireworks and pepper spray. I had never used them. The fireworks were ruined and thrown away when I crossed a river and I had never opened the pepper spray. I even had never thought about this when camping in the night. The reason was I did not feel the needs. During the day time whenever I met any animals I had never touched the knife I had brought. I did not have anything to defend myself when I walked out to investigate the route. The Chang Tang is really a vast area so as to be very easy to detect anything strange.By the way, you'd better to avoid mating season's animals because even tamed rabbits could be aggressive in mating season.The thing is even if you have a gun, it is not very much helpful when bears attack you. Therefore, your attitude is most important.I can tell you something. Dogs are more dangerous than these wild animals. I had been chased by Tibetan dogs, pounced on by dogs in mating season, also besieged by a group of dogs. I really feel it is more useful to know how to defend a dog.Declaration again The above experience is from Chang Tang only. Of course, the more you prepared, the better. Day 12 (May 1), 23.8km, Camping 5117mToday was May 1 -- the Labour Day, I had been walking in some lake area marked in the map but clearly dried up. The lake basin was flat and hard so that I even pushed my bike more than 20km. Let it be the special treat for my May Day. After midday it became cloudy with growing winds. Since the Yueya Hu that I passed yesterday, there were no big lakes until Yanghu Co (My route would be between Jianshui Hu and Bairab Co), there was even no light alkaline water to drink so I had to pay extra attention not to miss any possible drinking water supply to fill up my water bag. There were a few very small lakes but all were alkaline puddles which was very shallow, whose depth was no more than the length of a half-finger. These puddles were covered with a hard shell of the mixture of salt and ice which smelled stinking and decaying when getting closer, must be toxic water I supposed. On the shore of this type of small lakes it was muddy soil and very hard to get closer.There was no sign of tundra at all.It was almost half past six when I found some snow corns in a ditch, which was the only drinking water supply of the day. There was a thin layer of melted ice on the surface of the ground near the snow corn, which was very hard to collect and was contaminated by the alkali. The snow corn was the yet melted thick snow, which was shaped like a corn by wind. The snow was quite hard and dry,porous like ice. I crushed a few snow corns, putting them into the water bag.They would be my drinking water tonight. These snow corns were the only one in today's wilderness, I reckoned the reason why they were not melted like others was the soil underneath contained large amount of ice blocks which acted as a freezer.Very strong gale in the night, it was hard to bear the sound of the vibration of the tent. Small single tent was good in the sense that it would not be blown away as long as you stayed inside. But you had to be very careful to set up the tent. I once did not pay much attention when doing so, the tent was blown away by winds, and rolling over like a Giant lantern ... I ran after it, got it back, and was exhausted. In general, it is not possible to fix the tent completely using tent pegs because they were not very much effective like large tents. It was snowing around 23 o'clock, the winds were howling from north,then the falling snow flakes landed on my tent quietly, I finally felt at peace and fell asleep. The flat ancient lake basin, assisting me walking more than 20kmSmall lake en route, toxic waterSnow corns, the only drinking water supply today Day 13 (May 2), 0km, Camping 5117mWaking up in the morning and opening the tent, the heavy snow outside must be sent by the God to force me have a break for the May Day. After lying in for a while, getting up and walking on the snowy ground out I went to have a look around. As first sight there were a herd of chirus. They were plainly to be spotted because they looked like a clear black straight line in the while snow. I returned to get my camera and then followed them to take some pictures. But they were very much alert and kept a quite long distance from me. I felt they were a group of pregnant females, instinctively protecting themselves from any potential harm. I was no longer short of water, the snow gave me a precious supply of drinking water. The problem was that they were very petrol consuming. I tool 8.6 litre of petrol and the oil stove was Duola's MSR. The pot was of 1.5 litre, mainly for boiling water. After several days' experiments, I found that the liquid water needed 16mins and 14-15mins to boil in the morning and evening, respectively. For ice, it would take 35-40mins while for snow it took 45-50mins. Melting snow was a very time and petrol consuming process so if I had a choice between snow and light alkaline water, most of time I would go with the latter. Lying inside the tent, listening to musics,I smoked a cigarette while gazing at the more and more chirus around me. Because it was very cold I had been wearing my shoes all the time. Now I just put my bare feet under the warm sun for some fresh air. I found three cuts in my hands and one in my sole. The cuts were about 4cm in length, looked terrible but it was actually all right really. Half of my toes were injured by to much walking, quite painful. I fetched my medicine bag and found I only got four patches of plasters, a serious mistake. One of the cuts in my hand had never been cured until I was out of this desolate land so as to feel like this finger would drop from my hand at any time. The others quickly recovered in a few days then new cuts appeared elsewhere. This process occurred periodically. I felt that it was somewhat related to the cold, dry weather and the lack of vitamins. The snow rapidly disappeared, which is unique phenomenon in Chang Tang. Because of the low air humidity and the high radiation from the sun, the snow was evaporating very fast, much quicker than the melting speed. Owing to this, the ground was generally still dry after the snow disappeared. In most cases, it would be only 2/5 left in the afternoon around 2 to 3 o'clock and small patches of ground could be seen. It would be completely all right for walking the next day. On the third day there could be some snow left in somewhere the sunlight hard to reach. So generally it could give you three days of water supply after a heavy snow like this. One of the pannier was broken, the most expensive one from deuter series, supposed to be waterproof. I will come back to it at some point later. Everything was covered by snow, no way out Lying in the middle of Chang Tang, listening to Tian Zhen's songs, and smoking Baisha cigarettes, what else can you ask for? The pregnant female chirus in migration, probably heading to Heishi Beihu to give birth([]
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蔡绍绮历史，时尚，文艺，出逃，猎奇，探险，浪漫，绝望。所有的这些经历你都可以在巴黎找到，没有一个人会失望而归。巴黎是所有人的城市。每个人带着不同的期许而来，又带着不同的启示离开。巴黎是一座值得反复体验的城市，来之前即便你万般想象，却也总是无法猜中。就敲字之前想了好久的目，除了梦，真的想不到别的词汇来形容了。而且不仅是我一个人的梦，巴黎是所有人的梦。在这做人口200多万的城市里，每年要来往2000多万的游客，ya, you can do the math.所以不好意思，我在所有少女的梦想里活了几天。第一次发帖，先上些萌萌哒美图预预热吧。。【Tips】1. 地铁。要说巴黎有什么值得我赞叹的地方，地铁算是一个吧。倒不是说巴黎地铁有多么的华丽丽，相反，里面到处弥漫的尿的气味。。。但是它的很四通八达，站于站之间的距离很短，无论想去哪里地铁都可以到。不像在意大利那样走断腿。。。地铁票嘛，一切靠自觉了。游客们基本都是很老实买票坐车，当地人就各种逃票的都见识了。当然逃票是需要胆识和体力的，所以大家还是乖乖买票吧。建议买10次票，13欧。单次票是1.7欧。在节假日和周末可以买青年周末票，6欧左右一天。我是圣诞去的，买了周末票。2. 天气。在巴黎是真心体会到了旅行需要好天气的支持。下雨就不说了，主要是冬天，9点天亮4点半天黑，觉得整个白天被缩的好短。。。没别的，计划好时间吧。（楼主刚来荷兰的时候是夏天更夸张，6点天亮10点天黑，白天超漫长觉得好累）3. 甜点。马卡龙，勃朗峰，这些不用多说大家都知道了，只是我觉得基本上没有想象中那么好吃。可能之前自己脑补的太夸张了，导致真正吃到的时候会有种不过如此的感觉。不过巴黎的甜点确实都做的很精致，我虽然知道可能不会很好吃，但是每次看到也还是觉得好想吃。4. 排队。像铁塔这种地方，如果要上塔顶的话，最好一大早就来，或者在网上先预约好时间（预约费是几欧元），不然就要重蹈我排3个小时队的覆辙。。。5. 安全。当然还是在外要保管好自己的财务，贵重物品不要留在hotel。像我是人品爆发了，在外面晃了这么多天没事，但是hotel房间被偷了。。。==6. 语言。巴黎人或者法国人的英文都不太好或者说他们不屑于说英文，所以很难问路神马的。不过在餐厅里用英文基本没问，而且餐厅里超多中国人，估计大家都是去过圣诞的。。。Day 124/12孚日广场-夏约宫-香街出发去巴黎之前我就有点闷闷不乐的，因为天气预报说我去的那几天只有最后一天会天晴。早上起来拉开窗帘，果然。还不是那种毛毛细雨，是下的啪啦啪啦的那种。我心碎啊。。。所以本来挑了些室内的点，结果还是没能终结悲剧。第一站去了巴士底广场和孚日广场那一片。巴士底广场的位置是以前的巴士底狱，已经没有一点当年的痕迹了。本来就不是喜欢下雨天的人，在凄风冷雨里面开始的巴黎之旅，笼罩在一种诡异的气氛里。到处都是一片灰蒙蒙。每到一个城市必拍地铁雨果故居在孚日广场，免费开放。因为下雨的关系，没有几个人。看了一圈就感叹了，雨果实在太有米了。我总是很难想象产生在衣食无忧条件下的作品，因为总是觉得艺术是苦难的朋友。([]
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林丽维早在登上盖州黄花排之时，石头就注意到了出现在眼际中的老土顶。从网上未查到此山的相关资料，听其名字，心想应该厚厚的土层堆集起来的高山，应该没有石砬子之类的险峻之处。后来的事实证明，石头的想法实在是太英明了，山上果然土层奇厚。至于山顶石岩绝壁……石头还真是没想，以至于临行之前，又果断取从包里取出了绳子扔出——基于对队友能力的充分信任！虽然预报有雨，可是还是决定风雨不误，在这个季节里登山，只要不是雷电天气，雨中登山未必不是一件爽事，况且又不是没经历过。 24日早上8时许，小队按时到达山下，稍作准备，便开始了一天的行程。山里的雾气时浓时淡，刚刚还出现在视野里的山峰很快淹没在浓雾之中。行程伊始，尚有小路可寻。路遇当地放牧的老乡，言语之中对我们的行动啧啧称奇，就连吃草的小牛也不禁对我们刮目相看……绽放的山芍药花……高贵典雅辛劳的蚂蚁。石头一向以为，蚂蚁比蜜蜂更勤劳，可人们为什么偏偏要把赞美之词都送给了蜜蜂呢？想必是人类这帮家伙吃到了人家的蜜糖，既然吃了人家的，自然嘴短。而蚂蚁——人类似乎从它身上分享不到什么东东。但石头还是愿意对蚂蚁表示很赞！看惯了城市楼群的水泥建筑，现在行走于山野之中，满眼的绿色，天然的氧吧，远离了PM2.5，远离了汽车尾气，远离了城市噪声，耳边回响的是动听的鸟鸣……似乎感觉连空气都是绿色的，不由得大口呼吸。喂！是累的吧？好吧，石头承认是其实是累的大喘气9时20分，切上山脊，雾气渐淡，山下的村庄出现在视野之中。山下的那条公路的终点，就是英那河的发源地——鹿圈子。沿着山脊北进，来到一条山谷之中，林间突现一片开阔之地，森林、青山、黄花、草地-----好一派田野风光，于是尽兴的拍照……（此处省去照片N张）各类的花朵竞相绽放……石头目测是“金银忍冬”，求鉴定大片的浦公英……景色别致很想晚上在此美美的露营一次小队又继续前行……又穿过一片松林，峥嵘显现，晕！不是土顶么？怎么会有石顶？开弓岂有回头箭之理？上！又是一阵团雾，前行之路顿时难辩……来到一个山峰之上，石头席地休息，不知为什么突然觉得那里有点不对劲，于是便四下寻找…… 面对此景，石头一时不敢乱动，情急之下，立即念起咒语：天灵灵、地灵灵，天蓝蓝、地黄黄，天天天、地地地，天地天、地天地……还真是管用，它默默的看了我一眼之后就离开了。此咒语系石头独家原创，盗念必究！当日五人小队，其中一人是PS上去的，你看出是哪个了么？云雾暂时散开，远处的山峰……下次就去那儿！复入浓雾之中，行进之中，忽左忽右，忽上忽下，令人不一会儿就又方向难辩，好在有手中的GPS，使队能始终沿着正确的方向前进。行进之中之飞来石。行进中之石海这又是哪个方向呢？经手中的GPS确认，前方的山峰就是前行之途，只不过还要下到?a href="http//ankang.8264.com" class="keyword" target="_blank">安康牡状Γ俚巧洗紊隙悦娴纳狡隆?br/>杜鹃仍在绽放……又来到两峰之间的一个连接之处，这里显然是一个风口，常年累月的季风横扫，几乎是吹走了这里所有的土壤，但这里突兀的长有三棵松树，它的根结实的却顽强的扎在石缝之中，迎风挺立！松树的风格！赞！虽然手中有GPS，但在茂密的树林加浓雾中寻找正确的路线，并不是一件容易的事，更何况又在数个山峰之间上上下下，很是耽误时间，时间不觉已经过午。([]
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黄孟勋回忆的开始 从狼C线和乌孙古道出来也有些日子了，每天都在翻看一路的相片，队友们的相片也在陆续传来。这次走狼C一路上上遇见了雨，雪，雾，大风更是常客，看着照片中我和朋友们那一张张皲裂的脸，都会不由自主地想起路上的一幕幕。天气多变，难度也相应增加了，本来计划狼C7天走出，最后走了8天加2小时。老天爷上调了难度，但却给了我们最好的回报：风景绝美。狼C线前后翻越5座雪达坂，每次精疲力尽登顶后极目远眺都能感觉到天不负我。无数的雪山在风起云涌中格外雄伟壮丽。 慢慢整理一下资料，陆续发布，给自己留点记忆，也给朋友们留点资料。8264上狼C的攻略很多了，我就不多献丑了。这次打算通过大量的照片来描述狼C的雄伟壮丽，狼C的美。不逊于任何一条线路的大美狼C. 从现在开始。。。。。。。。。。。。插入：感谢大家支持，俺就多花点时间，480楼开始改用长边2500像素的PP，看上去貌似要有气势很多，不说好不好看，至少大了很多。大片我把整个帖子的主要文字整理了一下，免得各位看的辛苦。 一,初入白杨沟 人马在乌市集合完毕，总计11好汉加一猛女，12员大将。队员是：管子乡村四月臭猫老李无极六戒老解大漠幻想真情一牛 透心凉（俺） 乌市，一大早我还没起床，牛哥就跑出去侦查了一路，回来后很肯定地告诉我：“去火车站旁边的八一车站坐车，我刚去了一趟，了解清楚了。” 佩服。。。。。。要知道来回要折腾一小时，老牛还真是勤快人啊。 12人整装集合出发八一车站，10：50坐车出发，12点20到达呼图壁车站，12点30到达狼塔户外。第一次看见大自在老哥，大自在很热情，好人啊。之前我们没有联系车，也没和大自在联系，临时找车很麻烦。老哥热心地到处打电话，帮我们联系了车辆，帮了大忙啊。另外说一句，从狼塔户外采买的高山气罐非常强大，一人带两个，出山之前我们还剩了一堆。 找好车辆，在旁边吃了一个超爽的手抓饭，1：50开拔进山。4点50到达出发点大油罐，上包，照集体照，出发。狼C之路开始了。 两小时之后到达一个台地，绝对五星级营地，真情一看，打死不走了，感觉要不让他扎营，估计今天晚上俺就别想好好吃饭了，没办法，就地扎营。吃饱喝足，生了堆篝火，兄弟们坐在一起天南地北开始吹牛，感觉像一家人。 二 穿行白杨沟 今天很不幸，湿身了，登山鞋全湿了，在海拔3000米以上的营地这可是大麻烦，明天要过白杨沟达坂，内心有点郁闷。。。。。。 今天的预计营地是白杨沟达坂下的小冰湖，走到跟前，发现雪线向下延伸了很多，小冰湖营地全是雪。只好在离小冰湖2公里左右的一处台地扎营了。 今天算是真正见识了大美天山的绚丽风光。笔直的云杉无论独立还是成林，在金色晨光的照耀下都是那样独特的美丽风景。宽阔的河谷，连绵的高山草甸，起伏的雪山，一切都是那样为之赞叹，为之倾倒。虽然出了点小插曲，但总的看来还是让人相当愉悦的旅程。 今天早上9点20出发，中午休息晒太阳一小时，晚上17点20扎营。营地很冷，吃饱喝足进帐休息，我在外帐用炉头烤鞋子，折腾了一个多小时，基本烤干 。 明天计划8点30出发，冲击白杨沟达坂，据今天碰见的牧民说：雪深20公分以上。。。。。。。。。。。。 三 翻越白杨沟达坂 早上出发，1小时多后到达小冰湖，开始冲锋达坂。 我发现：被忽悠了，雪深及膝，马道被盖住。只能利用GPS和地图来判断了，找好线路，啥也不说，埋头走吧。 边走边观赏风景，上了第一个台地，眼前忽然开阔，大美。于是休息，众人开始作秀照相。看到大家都活蹦乱跳，我突发奇想，对一众强人说：站成一排，摆POSS。于是同学们开始站成一排，又蹦又跳，我一边偷笑一边顺手卡卡。连续的POSS后，看见一个个面红耳赤即将高反的众人，我说道：“很好，很不错。”内心狂笑中，哈哈哈哈。 走走停停，连续上攻了5小时到顶。很累，很疲倦。 不过风景确实对得起付出的辛苦，天公作美，天气极好。登顶远眺河源峰的一刻，疲劳随风而去，俺又活力充沛了。 今天8点50营地出发，10点半左右开始冲击达坂，下午3点20登顶，3点50下撤。由于体能消耗的问，下撤很慢。估计天黑前无法到达河滩营地了。于是在马鞍营地前行40分钟左右的一个临时营地扎营。 洗刷刷，吃点面条，进帐睡觉恢复体力。 四 反复涉水 8点50从营地出发，全天涉水，本来计划过栈道到三角洲营地。由于今天水流很大，多次过河消耗体能很多。加之真情他们由于老虎口有小塌方走了回头路，耽误了一个多小时。下午6点多才到栈道口附近，考虑到安全问，决定今天放弃走栈道，找地扎营。今天比计划的行程慢了2小时。晚上生起一堆篝火，烤了半天总算驱走了身上的湿气和寒气。和一众兄弟一边吃肉一边喝着小酒，感觉很滋润。整了大概四两，感觉身上暖洋洋得很是舒服，哼着小曲进帐睡觉。所哼曲目：鸿雁。 五走过空中栈道 今天的计划是穿过空中栈道，翻越库达坂，一大早起来洗刷刷，吃饱喝足，继续走路。 走啊走啊，走上了空中栈道，风景不错，就是不大敢看，只敢看路，不小心滑了一跤，我趴那动都不敢动，心里只念叨：诸天神佛，饶我一次吧，下次走路俺不唱歌还不成吗。整了几分钟才重新站好，稳住重心。再过了几分钟，又开始哼着小曲走路，不过确实不好走，很多地方都是在斜坡上被人或者山羊踩出的一脚宽的痕迹（个人觉得很多地方不能定义为路），下面就是悬崖。相片照的很少，俺怕相机牺牲，更怕自己牺牲。 提心吊胆两小时，算是走完了空中栈道。前方就是原计划昨天的营地：三角洲营地。 三角洲附近的山坡上有很多五颜六色的红果果树（由于树上结红色果很多，我们就顺口这样称呼了），很漂亮，我们一路走去，边看边照，走了良久，突然有兄弟反应过来。不对，上库达坂沟口就在三角洲旁边，没这么远。于是方才从美景中清醒过来，回头。找到了沟口，志性小树。老天开眼，下起了大雨，啥也别说，扎营吧，雨中上达坂可不好玩。于是有了我狼C的第一个午觉，睡的相当愉快，心里不由念叨：想走就走，想停就停，这才叫旅行，这才叫徒步，这才叫享受，连老天爷都照顾我们。 今天很轻松，全天才走了三小时，睡完午觉起来喝喝下午茶，到处拍拍照，尽享旅行乐趣。 六翻越库达坂 一大早起来，抬头看天，蓝天白云，绝对好天气。今天的行程是翻越库达坂，沿呼图壁河谷上行至牧民营。 库达坂在去年的同期是无雪的，但今天上升时发现最后的地方雪深及膝，大部分到脚踝处。好在上午风不大，疯狂上冲。我由于没带墨镜，走雪地眼睛会很难受，所以基本是眯着眼睛载头猛走。4小时到顶，稍作休整，开始了漫长的下降。 下山的路有几段是由拳头大的碎石组成的滑石地段。采用重心靠后，脚跟先落地的原则，开始冲锋。半溜半跑地迅速下降，让人很有一种坐电梯的感觉，相当爽。唯一需要注意的是要掌握好平衡，不然就变成连滚带爬地下降了。 中途碰见了几个赶着羊群的哈萨克牧民，老解开始看着羊群发呆，估计是饿了。我仿佛看见老解的头上出现了一个巨大的框。里面飘过一只只烤全羊。。。。。。。 下午3点左右，下到了呼图壁河边，一路逆流而上，趟河无数。丰富的秋之色彩随处可见。金黄，酒红，浅红，淡黄，美丽到极致。 一路走来一路看，晚上7点多，走到了牧民营旁的计划营地，安营扎寨。 晚上，星空明亮，起来嘘嘘，发现风很大，巨冷，飞速完工后进帐，缩入睡袋。在牛哥悠扬的鼾声中，安然入睡。 七翻越蒙达坂，喀达坂 又是一个早晨，天气不太好，很重的云雾，看来不是个好天气。今天的行程是翻越蒙达坂和喀达坂，然后下到谷底，走到两河口的牧民营地。 事实证明天气确实很糟，翻越蒙达坂的时候下起了大雪，大风则是陪伴我们全天。蒙达坂积雪基本在膝盖到大腿的未知，步步维艰。雪很厚，看不见一点前人走过的痕迹，经过反复探路，我们最后从蒙达坂冰舌直切而上的时候，感觉那叫一个遥远，风雪中又看不清前方，唯一能做的就是傻走。 冲上蒙达坂，横切三小时，小幅度地下降上升之后就到达喀达坂。 喀达坂的积雪到小腿，还算好。走过喀达坂的时候，有段时间大风吹出了一块蓝天，当时的风景格外壮丽。众兄弟抢着POSS拍照。由于大漠要拍裸照，是最后一个。当这哥们三两下拔下自己的衣服后，估计是不被老天爷欣赏，一阵雾气吹来，结果照片拍下来一个强壮的裸男和一个玛尼堆。 今天出了一个笑话：横切去喀达坂的时候，幻想同志本来在我前面，我一路狂追，始终不见身影，快上喀达坂的时候突然看见在海拔下降80-100米处，看见一个小人在移动，很是惊诧，再一看，是幻想，倒，我们是横切，这哥们怎么跑下去了。后来聊天才知道：这哥们等高线设置80米一根，以为20米一根，跟着GPS轨迹傻走，看上去走的路线是重叠的，其实差之毫厘谬以千里。我在想：要是这哥们整了张5000比1的图看，会不会直切到西藏去了 lol 过了喀达坂，为了尽早赶到营地，大家都在快速前行。我一个人在后面边走边拍照，磨磨蹭蹭一直到9点多才最后抵达营地。不过一路拍了不少照片，也算值得了 。 八 行走在高原牧场 早晨起来，很冷，但天气很好，温度表显示的室外温度-8.1，估计夜晚的温度在-10往下，水袋和套锅里面全是冰。 狼C最艰难的行程已经结束了，剩下两天的路程很好走。今天的行程基本是在高原牧场欣赏风景。涉水一次，过一个小达坂，就到金矿，然后就是一路顺着峡谷欣赏草场了。 河水是从金矿方向留出来的，很浑浊，和泥汤一样。换鞋趟过去，剩下的就全是干路了。行走在高山牧场的台地上，偶尔会走过河滩。金黄的草场绵延无边，让人心旷神怡。天气很好，一整天都是大太阳，我跨着愉快的小步子，边走边欣赏风景，旅途中还小睡了半个小时，晚上6点到达哈尔哈特达坂脚下的牧民房。两间房，一间睡六个，大家都睡大通铺。 房子周围有很多牛粪，真情开始计划用牛粪生火，结果发现在没有炉子导走烟的情况下，那就是杀人。看着一双双熏得通红的眼睛，最后还是决定继续用先进武器气炉生火做饭。 晚餐：土豆烧大肉，莴笋干菜汤，那叫一个腐败。今夜有房睡，明天能出山了。想着都开心。吃饱后，钻出帐篷随手拍了两张雪山月色。 回到铺上，身心都很满足的安然睡去。 九走出狼C线，踏上新旅程 清早起床，太阳还没爬上山头，远处的雪山显得格外宁静。过了一会太阳出来了，照耀山巅，一道金色铺满了山脊。 吃完早饭，9点了，阳光明媚，大家在小木屋附近合影留念。今天冲过哈达坂顺着机耕路一路向下，预计下午4点前就可以到达交叉路口附近的桥，那就是我们这次徒步的终点，可以拦车了。想着今天可以重回人间，大家心情都很好，拍张集体照作为见证。合照完毕，继续踏上我们在狼C线最后的行程飞速冲上了哈达坂，也是狼C线路中的最后一个达坂。稍作休整，欣赏风景，可以看见山下的机耕路蜿蜒通向峡谷外，我们马上就要出去了，心情有一点激动，也有点失落。怀着激动的心情，150M左右的高差，10分钟就从碎石坡冲下去了。下到机耕路，众人到齐，再次合影，也是我们穿越狼C的最后一次合影，剩下的只是傻走了，穿越基本算是结束了。快到交叉口处，看见地质队的营地，看见了一台皮卡。回到人间。地质队养了两条狗，一黑一白，冲着我们乱叫。狗很不懂礼貌，地质队的诸位师傅却是好人。地质队的一位师傅看见我们这群野人，似乎很清楚我们需要什么，直接洗了一盆苹果端了出来，我刚拿出相机照了张相片，苹果就只剩下一个了。 休整片刻后，地质队的一位大哥用那台白色的小皮卡分三次把我们送到了218国道。一路飞驰，极目望去，连绵雪山，蓝天白云。8天半的行程结束了。一路上兄弟们同甘共苦，爬山涉水，见证了狼C的大美。我和臭猫接下来的行程是去伊宁休整，27号出发去乌孙。其他的兄弟的安排是包车回乌市。大家要分开了，带着不舍，带着对下一次相聚的期盼，我和臭猫走上218国道，踏上了下一段旅程。。。。。。。。。 简单列一下行程： 16号：乌市出发，12点30到达狼塔户外。1：50包车进山（感谢大自在老哥的热心帮助），5点到达出发点大油罐，两小时到达一个台地，五星级营地。考虑到第二天运动量不大，就地扎营。 17号：目小冰湖营地。到后发现由于降雪，雪线下移很多，只好在小冰湖前约2公里的一处台地扎营了。 18号：翻越白杨沟达坂，雪深及膝。体能消耗大，7点到达马鞍营地，前行40分钟左右，在谷底旁的一块空地扎营。 19号：全天涉水，（老虎嘴部分再次出现局部塌方不能通行），下午6点到达栈道口附近，由于担心失温影响体力，考虑到安全，决定扎营，比计划行程晚了两个小时。 20号：走完空中栈道，在库达坂沟口遇见大雨，今日行程早早结束，下午睡觉，那叫一个愉悦。21号：翻越库达坂，沿着河谷逆行到达牧民营地。库达坂雪深达到小腿中部。22号：风雪交加中翻越蒙达坂（雪深膝-大腿），俺的小脸算彻底毁了。翻第二座达坂时候天气不错（雪深小腿-膝盖），起了一阵大雾。今日走到计划的牧民营地。全天12小时，累惨了。晚上很冷，零下10度。装水的全结冰。23号：没选择走河谷，趟河一次后，翻越一个小达坂到达机耕路，顺路至金矿，沿峡谷向哈达坂前进，一路看景，晚6点至两座牧民房，扎营，一间六个，腐败吃饭，很爽地睡觉。24号：斗志昂扬地冲过哈达坂（雪深小腿-膝盖），高速下降200米，上机耕路，下午4点到达地质队营地，重回人间。队员由左至右： 管子 乡村四月臭猫老李无极 六戒 老解大漠幻想 真情一牛 透心凉 初见白杨沟，开始磨蹄，计划了一年的狼C总算踏出了第一步，怀着哈皮的心情和兄弟们踏上了狼C之路 牛哥的背影和他的人一样沉稳（备注：一牛为本队最年长队员，51）一个小下坡，狼C之路的上下坡正式开始路边上的一堆残骸 第一座木桥 浮土路，有点滑。大漠的第一次爬行，还是牛哥走的稳啊云杉，仿佛一把把出鞘之剑指向苍天第一天的五星级营地烤火吹牛，加强团队感情，顺便把新装备燎几个洞来证明资历收营，又要出发了哼着小曲，在阳光中前行缕缕阳光拂过，俺的小宇宙开始沸腾，浑身充满力量自拍一张二牛在自由地吃草，问是咋在路上吃，不进牧场去吃，疑惑高原牧场枯败的灌木在秋日的晨光中也能让人感到那一丝不屈和生机阳光带来了生机，带来了美远处的草料堆六戒和管子，这时候还能算是小白脸(
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云南的时差和福州至少有2小时。麻烦那位揉着睡眼有着水桶美腰的妹纸开了宾馆大门的锁，蹑手蹑脚地走在空无一人的古镇的街上，瞬间隐入这家刚阔别不到7小时的网吧。（对于无家可归有家不愿归的人来讲，网吧还真是好地方，看来我真是脱离大众生活太久了）再熬一小时，等看看哪家早餐店的老板最勤劳，能够像我一样有着睡得比妓晚起得比鸡早的苦逼的命。早安，楚雄！又是阴霾的天，逐渐恢复的体能带来轻松的心情。离开楚雄没多远的路上遇到了三位背包徒步前往香格里拉的广东妹纸，同是苦逼，拍照留念，互勉！看到了一只老的不成样子的宠物狗，瞎了一只眼，四肢蹒跚的走在路上，没来得及拍它的正面，心想咱家的狗狗到老的时候也会成这个样子。唉，岁月就是把***杀猪刀。平静孤独，快乐幸福，在这条没有行人的路上，永远年轻，永远热泪盈眶。一路音乐相伴，李逼万总周云蓬还有FLY哥哥的卡奇社，听到“达摩流浪者”这首歌时，恰好无意中看到320国道3000米的路牌。总是不停地在路牌上涂鸦的人们啊，您们到底想炫耀些神马**？！上午遭遇的大量上下坡路况还不算太难。坐在路边喝一口水，想起那天在公车上，我盯着一个在打盹的长腿姑娘看，向他们使了个眼神，老驼背缓缓地从口中吐出两个字：“so so”，不一会，雄哥一脸贱笑地跟着说：“just so so”想到明天就要到大理了，在微博上发了个言让喜欢明信片的兄弟姐妹们把地址私信或留言给我。在路边一家司机餐馆就餐，点了个辣椒炒肉要了罐啤酒，老板听说我要去拉萨，送了碗菜汤给我。坐在餐馆外闲扯的村民们对我这个怪异的外乡人显得很感兴趣，问长问短，我这不靠谱的旅行念头成了他们饭后最好的谈资。 一路上都在想着米饭，连吃了三天米线，怕怕。我对老板说别把饭装得太满怕吃不完浪费，结果却一口气来了个底朝天。途经一段铁路，看到铁轨旁的栏杆上披着很多旧裤子，颇为纳闷（这都是过铁路时不慎遇难者的遗物吗）。一辆火车刚呼啸而过，就看见有个牧羊人赶着羊群急匆匆地越过铁路，有两只小黑羊估计看对方不爽已经很久了，刚爬上路面就吵了起来，当场角斗，真逗！好路终于走完，准备爬坡之际，看到有个骑友靠在路旁休息，他来自青海，走完青藏线现在倒骑滇藏线，接下来还打算上北京进内蒙然后绕回家，他在色季拉山捡了个装备不佳的兄弟，那苦逼的辐条断了几根，现在后面推车。过了会儿，坡上又下来了位兄弟，从北京骑到拉萨现在还要再骑回去。唉，这年头，像我这样脑袋有病的人还真是不少。正当我们拍完照依依惜别之际，坡下骑上来了三位老外，跟我今天的目的地一样，普棚，还有34公里。众人因老外的出现显得格外激动，争相和那位大方妩媚的姑娘拍照。青海哥让我和老外一起走，并叮嘱说今天接下来的路全是以上坡为主的烂路，路上小心。（事实证明@truthfree兄弟前面说的七里坡应该就是这里，而不在昨天的路程，今天绝对是极度苦逼的一天）如果没有经历连续上坡令人崩溃的沮丧，是无法体会到在下坡路上御风而驰的快感。如果没有在暴晒下挥汗如雨最后体渴至极致，是无法想象左手拎着山寨冰棒右手握着正宗可乐再完全不顾吃相把头埋进西瓜里狼吞虎咽时的激动。老外们来自瑞士，大卫（哥 30岁）、雷迪霞（哥马子 30岁）、卢卡（弟 28岁），大卫和雷迪霞是单车环游世界者，在路上已经走了3年，来到中国7个月，去过广西、湖南等地。卢卡刚办了旅游证来中国，也跟着骑了1个月了。大卫和雷迪霞会说几句简单的汉语，卢卡基本上完全不会。我问大卫要骑往何方，他说老外无法获得西藏的证，只能去到丽江或者香格里拉。我说可知道丽江是中国的艳遇之城，他没听懂，我想了想，解释说是best one night stand city of china，雷迪霞在前面骑着听到这句话时回头看了我一眼，大卫遗憾地耸了耸肩，指着雷迪霞说：“她是我的美女”，我点了点头，大声地对雷迪霞说：“don`t care,just kidding”路上休息的时候，大卫说卢卡的膝盖受伤了，上坡路很痛苦，卢卡点点头，我说前两天也有类似的经历，后来通过调整好多了，卢卡说是因为以前踢足球时候的旧伤。卢卡卷起裤管的时候，我看到他的膝盖上贴着块膏药，我示意他把那杂牌坑爹的膏药撕下扔了，试一下我那神奇的magic spray，雷迪霞听到这个词语的时候，做了个要晕倒的姿势，难道她也听说过西门大官人曾经使用过的七步迷魂散。喷上药后，大卫感激地对我点头示意，继续上路。坑爹的上坡烂路使得骑行的时速只能保持6~7公里左右，雷迪霞开路，卢卡紧随其后，我和大卫收尾。由于他们的骑行速度明显略快过我，我很快就觉得累了，开始想念自己一个人骑行时的轻松惬意，于是，在他们停下拍照时，我不再等候迅速前行想甩掉他们，没一会，卢卡又追了上来，问我要不要吃一点甜品，我说随便，接着在一处有着开阔视野的悬崖边上，分享了他们行李里的面包。我主意已定，还是一个人走舒坦些，终于找了个机会不告而别，骑上一个逆光的坡时，在一颗大树下突然看见一个盘腿席地而坐的年轻人，身边放着一个大背包以及一本地图，我问他要去哪儿，他说要徒步前往大理，我说普棚离这不远，今晚可以考虑在那儿下榻，他摇了摇头说，能走到哪儿算哪儿，露宿是他的旅行方式。下了最后一个很长的坡后，进入普棚镇，这个镇子安静得异乎寻常，仿佛刚被鬼子洗劫过一般，几乎看不到什么年轻人，小镇上的居民好奇地打量着我后窃窃私语，我快速地把镇子骑了个遍确定了这儿只有两家简陋的旅社，在我决定去投宿村口的那家店时，在下坡拐弯处又遇见了这三个老外。唉，阴魂不散，就勉强凑合吧。我跟这三人走进了扬帆宾馆，老板说双人间每晚30元，三人间每晚40元，我说就要这两间吧（反正我喜欢自己一个人睡的踏实点）。老外们用瑞士语交头接耳了一番后，雷迪霞跑过来跟我说，如果要两个双人间，让卢卡跟我住，这样可以帮我省一点费用，我说也行。我用我的身份证登记了住宿并付清了所有房费，雷迪霞把他们的那份给我时我没有零钱找便少收了5块，她感激地说路上吃了我请客的西瓜和饮料已经很不好意思了，并问我要去吃晚餐吗，我说当然，她说那晚餐必须由他们来请客，我扬了扬眉头。我和大卫、卢卡走在前往觅食的路上，我说雷迪霞怎么还没跟上来，卢卡说她吃了一些糖果后就不吃晚饭了，大卫插了句她要减肥，卢卡不屑地说：“stupid think”我这劳累了一天，一心想喝点酒，又担心习惯了穷游的老外预算有限，我先问他们想吃什么，他们说由我来决定，我说这样子晚上我来请客，我们吃火锅喝啤酒，他们连连摇手说喝酒绝对是个好主意但是我请客是不对的。傍晚七点，普棚大部分的商店都在准备关门，吃了好几次闭门羹，最后在一家牛羊肉店找到吃的，老板娘说的话我听得不是很懂，我指手画脚地点了几道菜，让老外帮忙把桌椅搬到门外，再抱了一箱啤酒出来。镇上的小孩对我们很是好奇，摆出各种姿势让我们拍照后再过来围观相机的屏幕，开朗乐观的大卫跟他们玩得不亦乐乎，时而鬼脸时而怪异动作，腼腆斯文的卢卡则安静地坐在一旁。开喝之后，我们的话就开始多了起来，跟老外对话确实能迅速提高英语的口语水平，为了更好地进行交流，我带了平板电脑出来，一些无法表达的词汇要借助里面安装的翻译软件。他们学会了nice to meet u叫做幸会，还有cheers不能乱说有些中国人会理解为去死。我们干杯了more and more我问说德国的啤酒好喝那瑞士的啤酒如何，卢卡说一般般，但是欧洲啤酒度数普遍会高很多，他有时候喝一两升就要醉了，除了啤酒外他喝不了别的酒，墨西哥的塔基拉三杯倒，我笑着说可以试一下中国的二锅头，大卫插嘴说有52度，卢卡听了快晕过去。我们聊到了杰克凯鲁亚克的在路上，蝎子乐队的wind of change，他们很喜欢bob marley，他们欢快地唱的时候我也似懂非懂地跟着摇头晃脑地哼着。大卫说他和雷迪霞弄了个英法双语的网站），来记录他们的环球之旅，接下来会把和我在一起的经历写篇文章上传，他认真地在我的平板电脑里写下了那个网址。大卫会说好几国的语言，最擅长的是法语和意大利语。卢卡之前瑞士同时打四份工作，还是个私人健身教练，爱好广泛，滑雪、攀岩、网球样样精通。大卫说卢卡有个孩子得了类似crazy的躁狂症，他很痛苦，所以辞了工作来中国找他，卢卡点了点头。我说我对人生也充满疑惑，希望通过骑行能够想通一些事情。大卫指着面前的一碗炒饭问老板娘说要多少钱，答案是4块，大卫对我说其实人不需要过多的物质就可以过得很好了，他不想成为金钱的奴隶，这样的人生没有意思，我点头表示认同。有个酒鬼拎着酒杯在我们身边晃荡了一会后，突然搬了张凳子一屁股就坐在我的身旁，又拿起桌上的筷子欲伸向卢卡面前的食物，我急忙夺过他的筷子，直视他的眼神问他想干嘛，他说的方言我听不懂，我大声喊叫老板娘过来赶人，老板娘在远处畏缩地看着我们，我明白了这就是当地的一个地痞流氓。硬的不行就来软的，我迅速满脸堆笑地搭着他的肩膀说：“哥，我们今天刚骑行到这里在路边吃饭，来，抽支烟”，那酒徒没有接过我递出的烟，说了一句：“你在玩我是吧”（这句我倒是听懂了），我急忙继续媚笑地说：“哥，我今天在路上遇到这两个老外，他们环游世界来到中国，我英语不好急死我了，刚才多有得罪不要见怪”。接下来我用三寸不烂之舌终于让哥消了气，请哥抽烟陪哥喝酒让哥吃菜，酒徒其实倒也不是坏人，他也是因为好奇才接近我们，他说如果他那位上大学的儿子在家的话也可以像我一样和老外这么交流着。大卫和卢卡目瞪口呆地看着这一幕。末了，我跟他们解释了我和酒徒交手的过程，我说其实每个人都可能是坏人，也可能是好人，你自己眼中看到是什么人，他就会是什么人，一念成佛一念成魔。二人纷纷点头竖起拇指表示高见。这是个典型的只有留守老人和儿童的村镇。典型的中国特色下的社会现象。我提议玩些游戏，大卫立即兴奋了起来，怪声怪气地说起“剪刀石头布”，卢卡立即会意，他们演示了各个国家的“剪刀石头布”的说法（我还以为这是中国人自创的酒令，汗颜），我们接着又玩了猜左右手瓶盖有没有，轮到大卫做庄的时候，他身后围观的小孩想尽办法偷看他的双手，他一会钻到桌下一会把双手藏到衣服内，乐不可支。3个人，15瓶650ml大理啤酒，连同3盘牛肉3碗炒饭几个蔬菜一共126元。我悄悄地买了单。大卫和卢卡既激动又惭愧，问我打算在大理呆几天，如果有机会他们希望能在大理做东。卢卡把大卫的手机号码给了我，叫我无论如何要call他。人生有时候适可而止，我没想过还要再和他们聚首。满天星斗下，我们微醺着走回扬帆客栈，轮流洗澡。我感觉膝盖的伤已好得差不多了，就将剩余的云南白药喷雾给了卢卡。卢卡戴着头灯拿着本书说他有夜读的习惯，让我把灯关了好睡。我问他看的是不是lonely planet（这是老外来中国人手一本的圣经），他摇摇头说是一本关于信仰的小说。过了一会，我又说do you believe god，他犹豫了一会说从前信，现在不知道，他又补充了一句其实他是个基督徒。他反问我相信神吗，我说以前不信，现在开始有点信了。酒没喝透，似醉非醉，口干舌燥。并且整晚为了和老外对话，用脑过度，一闭上眼想的全是英语词汇。没睡好，悲催。二师兄的西游记（day 5）好不容易熬到天亮，卢卡还在熟睡。我蹑手蹑脚地把行李和单车搬到门外，开始洗漱、写笔记和整理行囊。还是阴霾的天。山里早晨的温度很低，我换上长袖速干衣骑车出门 0830，小镇的餐馆还没开门迎客，我在一家饼店里买了一个类似光饼的干粮，啃了几口，很干。一只趴在地上打盹的大黄狗很讨巧的走到我面前，可怜兮兮地看着我，我撕下几块碎饼扔得远远的，它高兴地跑过去叼着饼又跑回来蹲坐在我的车前。再经过一家蛋糕店时，我又买了半斤蛋糕挂在车把上。今天的目是大理。上关风，下关花，苍山雪，洱海月，一个传说中风花雪月的世界。遥想：大理城内夜幕低垂，慕容府中华灯初上，王姑娘刚被表哥训斥完回到房中闷闷不乐，正欲轻解罗衫上炕歇息，忽闻窗外一阵嚷嚷语嫣姐姐，在下乃来自福州之矮穷挫朱小弟，自幼爱慕姐姐，今来贵地求见一面，望留宿一宿，明早即走。王姑娘从门缝往外窥视，看见一衣裳不整胡子邋遢的汉子牵着一只破驴立于门外，心中不禁……途径祥云县时，先是走错路，懊恼不已，接着看到路边有家酸笋鸡餐馆，那个口水啊，进店后老板说最小一只三斤多你吃得完吗？出门后连找的三家饭店都是只做火锅，不接散客，气死我也！昨夜酗酒且失眠的缘故，今天感觉明显体虚。在野外做大完毕，通体舒爽，起身提起裤子时被山风一吹，冷汗直冒。感觉体渴得厉害，喝运动饮料也不顶用，看到路边有个卖梨的小摊，慌不迭把车子一丢，径直跑去买了一斤（6个小梨子），几乎是一口气全吃光，临走前我把车把上挂着剩余的3块小蛋糕给了那位卖梨的老伯，他非常意外，拿起几个梨子往我包里塞，我婉拒后飞车离去翻过最后几座山头，筋疲力竭。右膝后侧的韧带拉的很疼。我几乎是哭丧着脸进入大理市区，向人打听古城的方向，结果吓了我一跳，居然还有十几公里。远眺苍山，山顶上神奇地披着一层流动着的厚厚的白云。这就是传说中的苍山雪吗？美！一路上不停地问路、喝水、休息，这十几公里路骑了足足有一个多小时。洱海明显受到污染，岸边漂浮着大量藻类污染物。灰色的天，灰色的湖，我那疲惫的心情也是灰色的。过了洱海大桥，终于看到古城的指示牌，而且一出现就是相邻的两个，前面一个写着距离古城8公里，后面那个写着10公里，这坑爹的路牌，是不是有那个部门需要出来承担一下如此乌龙的责任？！驻足于古城南门外，原计划入住yha的三友客栈，结果接电话的姑娘没有给我带来好感。无意中看见路边有家驴窝驿栈，大堂里面人头攒动，进去一问单人间每晚90元，并且处于一楼单车可以放入房中，就这吧。一进入房间，还没来得及卸下行囊就四仰八叉地躺在床上，点了支烟。放松地感觉真是爽歪了！今天算是彻底把大爷我给骑垮了，浑身上下哪都痛。新增的烦恼包含但不局限：眼睛因进入大量混合着防晒乳的汗水而开始发炎、右膝后侧的韧带拉伤、菊蛋线彻底失守（菊花和蛋蛋之间的部位被磨破）老板，快把风花雪月四大美女都给我叫上来瞅瞅~躺了一会，心想还有很多事待办，还是挣扎着起来吧。洗漱完毕，带着相机轻装进城。久违7年的大理古城，没有感觉到明显变化，依旧是丽江的翻版。在德克士吃了份汉堡套餐，在邮局门口的报刊亭买了20张明信片，顺便打听了次日邮局开门的时间，接着去酒吧街溜达了一圈，临回去前又在烧烤摊吃了些东西。极度的疲累加上前几天的透支，美美地睡了一觉。二师兄的西游记（day 6 ） 二师兄的西游记（day 6 ）看来昨晚睡前费尽周折地把屋内所能看见的七只蚊子给灭了是非常重要的，并且因为实在太累了而无法坚持走到古城内入住已预定好的处于酒吧街的青旅是对的，我只想好好地睡个觉，睡得死死的，任凭有劫匪入室来将我先奸后杀都浑然不顾。早上醒来完全放松地躺在床上，真特么的爽！我坐在驴窝客栈的院子里，像抄作业似的草草写了20封明信片，太久没写这么字了，歪歪扭扭像小学生的手笔。整理行囊时，拿出包里的ABC日用绵柔，一阵纠结今天到底要不要用上。出门没多久就碰到了一行4人的骑行队，两个来自北京目拉萨，两位来自珠海目德钦。都是大一的学生，不过已经找不到青涩的感觉了。和这几个九零后的小清新一起骑行，感觉话还行，他们对我这位大叔也颇为尊重。我觉得我好像成了那个不慎跌落悬崖的倒霉鬼川哥。阿德据说没骑多远就摔倒了，浑身伤痕累累。大理到丽江之间还没开通高速公路，简称为大丽线的国道上车流如织，各种污染物吸入肺中，狭窄的山道上险象环生。听他们说今天的目是120公里外的鹤庆，而不是我所了解的松桂。死猪反正不怕开水烫，爱哪儿哪儿。一整天上下坡，强度很大。这几位刚第一天上路的小伙子明显感到亚历山大。好在最后以连续下坡七公里作为行程的结束曲，令已经苦逼了一整天的大伙儿都非常满意！并且几乎所有人都刷新了自己的骑行最高速度，我的瞬间时速是59.92。下榻松桂某超值客栈，有着洁白的床单和无限量的热水，每位仅收十元！晚餐AA制解决，点了一份羊肉火锅，尽享口舌之欲。喝了几瓶啤酒，话涉及风月，众人乐不可支，一天之疲乏消失殆尽。二师兄的西游记（day 7）国道边的旅馆日后真是不能住的，轮胎声、喇叭声、甚至是吵架声，彻夜不绝于耳，又是一夜无眠，苦！这一路至今，只有一晚的睡眠是正常的。不过，体能逐渐适应倒是个不争的事实。菊蛋线经过伤口清道夫的修复已有明显好转，膝盖或韧带也基本没太大问，我是不是已经成功晋级了？！ 五人行一路嘻嘻哈哈，独乐乐和众乐乐都别有乐趣。今天将要抵达丽江。艳遇之城，妹纸们，你们都准备好迎接帅哥了吗！？本以为很轻松的路程，结果还是不停地翻山越岭，下午四点左右终于抵达丽江古城。一阵突如其来的短时暴雨使我们的队伍小慌乱了一番。雨后的彩虹悬挂在古城上空。在雄哥的远程连线帮助下，以每人100元的价格入住位于四方街半山观景台的胡思年月客栈，老板阿鬼来自福州（同福州胡思年月酒吧），和蔼可亲接待到位，末了还亲自带我们前往美味可口的黄焖鸡餐厅。六人正式出发前的会师宴，自然少不了一番豪饮，北京的帅小伙阿彭还没等到上菜就喝挂了，同是北京来的小酒窝喝了4瓶左右也挂了，珠海小伙子倒是酒量不错，最后还要求我必须要带他们去酒吧寻找艳遇。顺道在四方街的樱花屋要了一个靠窗的卡座，猜枚跳舞。没有美女，没有收获。深夜，微醺的我们踩着古城的青石板一路发着牢骚回到客栈。酒精的作用下，我连衣服都没脱倒头就睡。据说还可耻地打了呼噜。二师兄的西游记（day 8）依然是7点钟准时醒来，阿德和小廖在另一张大床上熟睡着。看看浴室镜中的自己，皮肤松弛胡子拉渣，尤其是眼袋部分被晒伤后变得十分松弛，终于彻底暴露了岁月在我身上施暴过的痕迹。已经完全是个大叔形象了。看来养尊处优和餐风露宿的面容确实是完全不一样的，即使这才经历了几天而已，心里暗叹了一声。今天要在丽江好好休整一天。要做的事情还很多：洗衣服；给单车保养上油；买支抗皱紧实的眼霜、晒后修复面贴膜和芦荟凝胶，然后在风景绝佳的客栈里做做肌肤护理。顺便再给亲们寄出来自艳遇之城的明信片。先在庭院里泡了会茶，看了看微博，结果居然收到一位姑娘同游虎跳峡的同城邀请，我回复她说今天很忙。将脏衣服放入洗衣机后，拿着相机四处觅景，信步走上雄哥口中有着绝佳视觉效果的二楼观景屋，整个古城尽收眼底。真是美啊！似乎始终与我无缘的艳遇之城。观景屋有两台电脑可以上网，我嬉皮笑脸地把两位正在不知疲倦地打着游戏的其中一位小女孩给哄骗走（我说只借用一会），结果我赖在那儿两三个小时都还没走，她百无聊赖地趴在弟弟身旁的木桌上打盹。终于，她那可爱的弟弟对着我说：叔叔，你可以让她玩一会电脑吗？抱歉，小朋友，大叔我也想下了，你们家的网络太卡，我要去网吧呆上一会。顺便邀上阿德一同去吃午餐。大雨中，在邮局买了要由丽江寄出的明信片，在银行ATM取了些钱，经过那家有着难忘回忆的361度专卖店（6年前的美好回忆），在川菜店吃了酸菜鱼，在某家大型超市买了上述的保养品和一些补给品。二师兄的西游记（day 8 补充）五一街的小酒吧文艺气息浓厚，初哥的扯淡屋也开在其中，无数次听到雄哥提及，今晚抽空请客栈老板鬼哥带路前往。扯淡屋没有店招，隐匿于五一街末段，面积20平米不到，一楼以歌手表演为主，二楼可以泡茶和观影。这儿的酒水没有价，随善功德。初哥去了拉萨没有见着，店里只有一位来自广西的替班歌手阿峰和另一位阳光可爱的大学生姑娘。顾客进进出出，三三两两，看不出有谁是真心喜欢这地方或是在认真地听歌，大部分都是过来拍照发微博装个逼。阿峰整晚几乎都唱着许巍的歌，很投入，唱得很有味道。我点了一首阿或姑娘喜欢听的我思念的城市，也映衬出自己的心情。我思念的城市已是黄昏为何我总对你一往情深曾经给我快乐 也给我创伤曾经给我希望 也给我绝望我在遥远的城市 陌生的人群感觉着你遥远的忧伤我的幻想我在遥远的城市 陌生的人群感觉着你遥远的忧伤我的幻想风路过的时候 没能吹走这个城市太厚的灰尘多少次的雨水 从来没有冲掉你那沉重的忧伤你的忧伤 像我的绝望那样漫长风路过的时候 没能吹走这个城市太厚的灰尘多少次的雨水 从来没有冲掉你那沉重的忧伤你的忧伤 像我的绝望那样漫长二师兄的西游记（day 9） 离开丽江，一样阴霾的天。从北门坡往拉市海的方向骑行，路上遇到来自贵州的阿陈，顺手把他给捡了。原计划一天的行程结果半天左右就快跑完了，人多也有好处啊，你追我赶的，平路都飚到了48km/h（瞬间速度而已，别误会）。刚进入虎跳峡的这段路正在修路，塞车绵延长达几公里，我们在拥堵的车流里上窜下跳，呼啸而过，十昏拉轰！阿陈、我和阿德三人先行杀出重围，在大桥上等候还困在里头的其他骑友。途中休息，偶遇玉龙雪山，海拔5000多米的顶峰在云中若隐若现。下午沿着虎跳峡而上，眼看着浑浊湍急的金沙江水咆哮而下，为了减少明天的强度（要上到海拔3000多），今天多爬了二十几公里的上坡路，绝对令人崩溃的最后五公里，众人蹲坐在路旁的小卖部，一边喝着一瓶三块钱的山寨百事可乐，一边欣赏着阿德哥那肿胀的旧伤口和今日新添加的晒伤后的水泡，猥琐的小酒窝躲在一旁用他手中的相机记录下幸灾乐祸的我们。夜宿宝山客栈，小廖哥言中有着村长风范的老板长着与我颇有几分相似，晚饭时他身着民族服装端着泸沽湖特产的白酒为我们献上歌曲。客栈的浴室在国道另一边的房子里，我被漏电的门把电了一下后摸黑走出那个充满灵异幻想的院子，再冒着生命危险穿越暗黑的国道走回客栈房间，哎哟刚才似乎没穿外裤，万一发生车祸横死街头那死相可真是不雅。今天路上又捡了一个来自贵州的精壮小伙子阿陈，这家伙有着足够强壮的身体和愿意担当的精神，很快就被公推为新一任领导人，不知道这位新上任的老板对我这位满口脏话不思进取的落后分子有神马看法。但是自从他来后，我又恢复了抽烟的不良习惯。明天一早出发，预计傍晚之前会到达那个消失的地平线。再次勾起我六年前的美好回忆，你好！香格里拉。屋外下着大雨，不愿冒雨前往客栈的公用厕所，就站在阳台对着花圃随便解决了一下。重新回到屋内，趁睡意还未完全来临之前细细观察了一下这个每位仅收费十元的房间，洁白的床单，四个屋角都非常对称的落满了蜘蛛网，我睡的床位旁的窗帘后至少有数百只形状各异的昆虫尸体，窗外虎跳峡的金沙江水涛声依旧。依旧迟迟无法入眠。操！赞赞赞赞转载(2)二师兄的西游记（day 10）刚走出客栈大门，就看见山间雾气弥漫，路旁野花盛开，林里晨鸟低语，谷底江水咆哮，宛如仙境一般的通往香格里拉之路。出了虎跳峡镇后，连续上坡40几公里，海拔上升到3400米。满视野的高山草甸风光，云雾，野花，森林，流水，村庄，迷失在这诗画般的香格里拉大峡谷。17：00左右，抵达香格里拉县，直奔独克宗古城，yha的庭院里坐着很多貌似情趣高雅的姑娘，不过可惜已经没有房间了。改投这家有着超级无敌阳光房大庭院的亚那青波客栈，双人间每晚100元，在当下旅游旺季，这种价格令我颇为意外。莽撞的阿德哥无知者无畏，一路抛下我们绝尘而去，结果走丢了。我和小廖哥在放置好行李后只好又拖着疲惫不堪的身子骑车出来找他。阔别六年，独克宗古城还是老样子，没啥变化。坐在旅馆对面新开张的火锅店里，吃着六年前同样点的那道菜，松茸炖土鸡。物是人非，六年来太多变化。众人酒足饭饱之后各自离场。([
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