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本贴所有图文,皆为原创。谢绝任何形式的转载。如有需要,请站短。 尼泊尔是一幅古怪的画。 雨季加都狭窄混乱的街道,泥泞不堪的地面,随处可见的神庙,满街的纱丽店,大大小小患着皮肤病的狗只……所有浓烈的色彩都堆砌在一起,冲撞着你的视觉。偏偏又因为作画人有着梵高那样的天赋,所以这画即使刺得人眼疼,却也另有一种动人心魄的魅力。* 本次出行线路:无锡-拉萨-樟木-加德满都-帕坦-巴克塔普尔-提米-奇特旺-博卡拉-加德满都-拉萨-无锡。6月23号出发,7月18号回到家,总计26天。 本来是准备在回来的时候走滇藏线的,但是电视里天天在播318线新都桥和雅江段因塌方断路的消息,就打消了这个念头。生命只有一次,安全第一。* 本次出行人员:本豆,本豆的无敌金牌搭档花花,小欣子,叔。三女一男。 其实四人组合是很好的,吃饭包车都经济实惠。唯一不好的是尼泊尔的旅馆撑死了只有三人间,出于安全考虑,我们一般都住在一起,每次叔独占一床,我们仨女的挤两张床,小欣子就只能睡在中间,叔叫她“填缝专家”,因此小欣子很恨叔,没事就跟他吵个小架。 关于叔,及叔的二三事叔其实了不起算个哥,但是因为队伍里有了小欣子这个九零后,哥就悲催地混成了叔。*加都,凤凰。叔其实很绅士,不管做什么都让着仨娘们。有次我从外面进来,花花和小欣子一个洗澡一个唱歌,房间里蒸汽弥漫,我奇怪地问:“叔呢?”小欣子说:“在楼下大堂里呆坐着。”我上楼的时候是路过大堂的,但是我没有注意到叔。叔,其实我不是无视你,我是450度近视……之后,如果叔不在,我通常是这样问小欣子的:“你苦逼叔呢?”*关于叔的脸小欣子有个同学,跟她男朋友打电话的时候,动不动就说:“小心我呼肿你的脸!”小欣子学给我们听,集体笑倒,以后,大家只要一不高兴,就扬言要呼肿对方的脸。某天,我无意中买到了一件很好看的衣服。兴冲冲地对叔说:“明天我要穿新衣服,你帮我多拍几张照片,要是拍不好,我就呼肿你的脸!”花在旁边幽幽地接一句:“那叔的脸一定是肿的。”*某天,东措叔满脸郁闷地坐在床上,说,刚才给老婆的QQ发了个表情,老婆居然回他说“你好。”隔壁有个小哥要去墨脱。叔听了蠢蠢欲动,长吁短叹。我说:叔,还是早点回家吧,否则下次你老婆要 “请问你是哪位”了。*总结:叔其实是个准好男人,大方豪气,从不和女同胞斤斤计较,热爱家庭,热爱宠物,虽然有时候细腻了点,比如喜欢看云卷云舒,喜欢听雨,喜欢拍小景,经常蹲在草丛和烂泥里(看贴童鞋敬请期待叔在以上俩场景里的照片)搞创作,但总的来说,叔是个堂堂正正的好男人。*下面附上一张叔在库玛丽女神庙专心搞创作的照片。 **上一张全家福。依次为花猪,小欣子,豆猪,叔。 淡扯完,从头说起。 我记得去年上海-拉萨的火车是两天发一趟的,叔说,每天都发。于是我不确定了,让叔去打听下。打听下来的结果,是每天发。于是提前十天去买票。到了代售点,人说,京沪高铁马上要开通,上海铁路局所属范围内,7月1号之前的火车票一律只能提前5天发售。于是回家。到了限定的日子,起个大早去,居然一张卧铺都没有,想着先上车,拼着坐到西安,总能补到的吧,就先买了3张硬座。 结果等到那天,一上车我就问有没有卧铺补,答复是没有,到哪都补不到。因为这趟车的卧铺出售权,是交给站台的,列车没有资格出售……除非过了格尔木,可是等到了格尔木,还补个毛啊。貌似有不少同学以为俺是为了省钱才买的硬座,8是滴,47小时呢,楼主8是铁打滴,如果有卧铺,是不会自虐滴——特此说明。不要再同情和佩服俺了。俺坐到下车,腰都坐断了,铁老大、黄牛和旅行社以及所有炒火车票的人,祖宗八代都给俺问候到了。哦,对了,叔为了这三张鸟火车票,一共跑了三次,劳苦功高。出发前的准备有点琐碎。护照拍成照片存在邮箱里,以防出国后万一丢失或被偷;药物准备了易蒙停、咽立消、阿莫西林、万金油等,淘宝高原安集体涨价了,于是在掌柜的推荐下买了高原宁,结果是毛用没有,一路照样反得头昏眼花; 淘宝还买了《走遍全球尼泊尔》、《背包旅游英语》两本书,以及2个月前开始背英语,天天看美剧(虽然等出国后才发现,俺的英语水平等于文盲);据说那边太阳很厉害,忍着心疼买了金瓶安耐晒(虽然后来发现这玩意不适合俺,用了脸上的皮掉了一层又一层,摸上去跟砂皮似的);叔提前一个月就天天跟俺念叨,今天败了啥,明天又败了啥。俺帮他粗算了一下,人还没出去,2000大洋没了……花花比我们提前一天到拉萨,说好在东措帮我们定房。 火车上的47个小时生不如死,上去后先问有没有卧铺补,答复是没有,到哪都补不到。因为这趟车的卧铺出售权,是交给站台的,列车没有资格出售……除非过了格尔木,可是等到了格尔木,还补个毛啊。坐到后来,终于麻木。到拉萨后洗澡的时候才发现,屁股是麻的。 车上听歌,看小电影,小欣子和叔玩扑克,输的人贴纸条,小欣子的脸贴得跟个“公”字似的,她愤愤地说叔是千王…… 我则按照惯例,在过了格尔木之后开始高反,吐了两次,昏沉沉闭着眼装死。 无锡火车站。还好,人不是很多。到西安的时候,至少晚点了一个小时。车到兰州,我特地提着相机下去拍兰州烧饼。没有。只有兰州炸鸡。格尔木。盼望着,盼望着,岗秀到了,拉萨的脚步近了……东措的走廊。俺居然还是住在202,还是去年那张床……缘分啊!到了拉萨,我高反得象头死猪。很快我发现,不是我一个人反,连皮实得跟个铁蛋似的花花,这次也嚷不舒服,叔的高反也紧跟着来了,嘴唇紫得吓人,据他说,心跳达到了120。一直睡到下午,才提起精神,去大昭寺转了一圈。在拉萨的几天,就是胡乱混日子。和花花一起来的还有她朋友小天。小天虽然是第一次跟着花出远门,但天生是个麻大胆,都不用花领着,自己出去乱转。每天早上出门,不到晚上11点基本是不见人的。花开始还担心,后来就推测,丫一定是有人陪着玩,否则不可能在花主动要求陪她的情况下,一个人急急忙忙地出门去……于是,我管花叫“花尔摩斯”。花龙颜大悦,欣然接受了这一称呼。 *仓央嘉措的玛吉阿米。据说是装13的好地方,不过俺老人家不感兴趣,一次也没上去过。也就是在每次路过的时候,随便拍一张。大昭寺前磕长头的人们。今年的天气很诡异,拉萨的云层很厚,经常下雨。照片拍出来总是灰蒙蒙的,唯一的好处是不象往年那么干燥得让人难受。*大昭寺的金顶。广场。远一点,再来一张。在大街小巷里乱窜。这张照片,是叔帮俺拍的。走累了,闯进一家茶馆。酥油茶6元一壶。看到壶的大小后,我们一致认为,伙计收的是游客价。下午的小昭寺。进去转个圈。不要门票,当然,大殿门关着,你啥也看见。大殿。在大殿和外墙之间,还有一条夹道,供转经的人们围着殿堂转。小昭寺的这夹道算很宽的,还能放下一排转经筒。我后来又逛过几个小寺庙,那些夹道,都是又窄又暗的。早上的时候转经的人摩肩接踵,现在,只有三三两两的几个。我们也跟着转了一圈。 东措对面的木如寺。这个寺庙,经常被游客忽略,其实,那里面,还有一个印经院呢。 有个不大的殿堂,很安静。除了早上,这里几乎没有人来。从尼泊尔回国后,我在一天清晨重新造访了这里。很多信徒。这是木如寺旁边的下密院。也是除了早上,白天没什么人。小昭寺紧隔壁的次巴拉康寺,据说是拉萨人气最旺的小寺庙。真不是假的。清晨的时候,全是熙熙攘攘的人流,在昏暗的夹道里一圈一圈地转着,寺外桑烟缭绕,周围的小摊子,全是卖的和这个寺庙有关的东西。我买了一束花,也进去转了一圈。卖花的小摊。大的花束3元,小的2元。烟雾。次巴拉康寺大殿门上的彩色小鹿。(
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旅行的意义并不是要得到什么,而是享受这个流浪的过程只要有合适的朋友,美丽的风景相伴或无聊、或寂寞、或折腾,这都算不了什么我们总在不断探索生命的意义 在找答案 不管路有多远,不管路有多艰难,我们会一直在路上……相信多年以后回想起来,嘴角还会露出会心的一笑 这些美好记忆 记录着我们青春的脚步也会一直在我们心中 成为永恒的慰藉▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂活动时间:2012.1.5-2012.1.18 人 数:7人路线介绍:骑行时间:实际共12天。1月6号中午海口骑行,1月17号到达海口骑行线路:海口―文昌―博螯―万宁―亚龙湾―天涯镇-大安镇—琼中黎族苗族自治县—屯昌县—海口,总长650余公里。 线路特点:路况较好,以国道和省道为主,车很少,地形以平原丘陵为主,高差不大,沿线食宿还算方便。我们的实际路线:(与原攻略中心时间有少许调整)详细攻略见319楼D1:海口—灵山—三门坡—新桥—文昌县城D2:文昌—会文—长坡—谭门—博鳌D3:博鳌—龙滚—乐来—万宁—兴隆D4-5 兴隆—陵水—英州—亚龙湾D6-8:亚龙湾——三亚D9:三亚 —五指山市D10:五指山市—琼中—枫木镇D11:枫木镇—屯昌县—定安D12:定安—海口2012海南之行 生活篇 377楼https//bbs.8264.com/thread-1138689-38-1.html海南之旅 诙谐趣味篇(照片/阿东编)744楼https//bbs.8264.com/thread-1138689-75-1.html人物介绍: 舞者 阿东 胡来熊 I am me Seasons Meri 安吉儿 呵呵现在开始正式介绍……★舞 者 : 来自海口,舞者做事总是非常细致,考虑问也比较周到,应该也是经常出去游走,经验还蛮丰富的。由于是本地人,对路线和饮食都比我们更了解,一路对大家尽心尽力,照顾有加,非常感谢呢。我对舞者感到抱歉的是没能让他成功露营,背着露营装备还有单反,大包小包行李不少,最后又原封不动的背回去了,嘿嘿,我也一样。★阿东:来自广东茂名,这一路听着东哥似懂非懂的普通话与之交流着,看得出他也是个向往自由的人,当我们在三亚一起听一个流浪的文艺女青年讲述他们从丽江-海南-西藏-尼泊尔一路边走边玩的经历与故事时,在他眼中看到的是共鸣与羡慕。再加上传说他这一路手机相册拍了5000张照片,而且拍的不错哦,要是带的是相机就更好了,我算是服了,忒能拍了……★胡来熊 :长沙人,老朋友了,以前是自行车队的,体力还不错,装备准备的很专业,有模有样的,只是想起那个儿童睡袋,我有点Hold不住……跟他一起我又学习了一些骑车技巧,确实很有帮助。这一路最活跃的就是这位同学了,也算是个超级玩家,似乎有永无止境的激情,有啥好吃好玩找他错不了,话说以前是主唱来着,跟他唱歌还是很爽的,歌声不错哟★I am me: 长沙人,威懿是个做事扎实的人,平时话不多,但是做起事来还是杠杠的,平日应该经常骑车,体力挺好的,好在他还会修车,我爆胎三次,呵呵,真是辛苦了,这一路上在他的帮助下避免了不少麻烦……一路上大家还是比较团结的,威懿是的随性的人,性格很好的大好人,哈哈。。。。★Seasons: 江西人,这一路上我很感谢佳栋,本来他只背了一个背包和相机,非常轻便,结果帮我背了大部分行李,而且一直到最后,哈哈,辛苦了啊!其实也很佩服他,为了此次出行,不顾一切的勇气,其实我也挺赞同的,当你知道自己想要的是什么,就赶紧去做,不要留下遗憾,工作也是,生活也是……★Meri : 来自贵州,我研究了半天他的名字怎么念,原来是取名于梅里雪山,也是有着梦想的年轻人,计划今年去梅里雪山,这一路上话不太多,体力还是不错的。后来几天就和东哥在三亚玩转,看你们后来拍了好多照片,真是羡慕。。。。。 ★安吉儿:我不知道自己糊里糊涂的就组织了这么一次活动,平时都是去凑大家的热闹,原本计划大年初二随朋友去泰国,但是家里原因暂且搁浅,或者去向往已久的贡嘎雪山,但是找了好久都没有合适的人一起,最终放弃了。也许是缘分吧,我约了几个朋友年前环岛,他们立马答应了,让我计划已久的环岛之旅终于实现了,真的很开心。像我们这行,一次长假不容易,自从上次去了太白山,已经相隔2年,这次既然决定了,说什么我都会去的。其实我也不知道自己为什么这么爱折腾,但是每折腾一次就有一种说不出的喜悦,或许人生就该多折腾才更有滋味,苦与乐,笑与泪来哼唱一曲生命之歌……但我也明白,真正的过日子是经不起折腾的,而是平淡与踏实,是要落实到柴米油盐、吃饭睡觉的,或许那又是我另一个生活阶段了。 2012.1.5 计划已久的海南之行总算成行,将所以行李收拾好还真不那么容易,头天晚上将行李全部整理好,放在一旁,自己看着都觉得好笑,这么多东西哪骑得动啊,还有就是怎么固定啊……管他的,明日再说,呵呵 早上爷爷也帮我一起打包,架势挺足,多亏了爷爷的帮忙才弄好。。。。将帐篷睡袋硬是塞进去了,拿捆带固定绑好,可话了不少力气……大包小包把后车坐堆的特别高,骑上去还好,没想象中那么重,OH~出发! 一路骑到火车站,上火车一路比想象中顺利,不过也好在I am me的朋友送我们进去的,只是晚点1个多小时……进第一道门我们还是把前轮拆下来了,我们怕耽误了上火车就进了VIP等候,上火车查票员看着我们这架势,就说能放得下就不用拆了,看来他们也是看得多了,好人啊……自行车上火车,这里是之前其他骑友给我们建议的:(我觉得有一句特有趣)1.一定要拆轮子,至少前轮要拆。不拆是车,拆了就是配件了。自行车不能上火车,但是配件可以上火车。最省事的办法是只拆前轮,不要拆把横,只需把它转90度,和车架在一条直线即可。这样最省事,不用任何工具,不用捆扎。不拆后轮有个好处就是无论进站还是出站都可以把车竖起来,后轮着地推着走,避免了提车累的胳膊酸痛。一般最多拆掉前后轮也就不会有问了。也有拆掉把横的,要用到5mm的内六角,还要用绑扎带把把横绑在车架上,比较麻烦,不推荐。上车的准形象是:左手提车,右手提轮子,背上背包,嘴上叼车票。 2.如果有工作人员询问或刁难,最好暂时低下嫩高贵的头颅,谁叫在人家的地盘哪,最好解释说本来要去办理托运手续的,但是时间紧张没来得及。拜托拜托了。他们一般不会那么绝情的,火车又不是他自己的。 3.上了车,最好把车子放在连接处,还要询问乘务员,靠站开门时候是哪边,要放在不开的那边。如果人太多,连接处也全都是人,就只好,把脚踏也拆了,然后塞在车座下边,否则放不进去。这点需要事先了解情况。不过一般都可以放连接处了。 4.最好,一定不要办理托运手续,上车要办手续,下车还要去行李房办理,太麻烦了。很显然要花时间,要花钱,车站工作人员一定不会像你一样爱惜你的车子,粗暴装,粗暴卸是很有可能的。因为那不是她得的车。 5.出站可以马上装轮就走,有时候车子拆的比较厉害,工作人员不让长时间逗留站台,可以把后轮先装好,站着推出去,这样省力,特别是出站距离比较长的时候。 6,一点体会:一般越是大城市,越是不会遇到麻烦,因为车站工作人员可能也经常见到这种情况,反而是小城市,没见过的,就要问问。 最初其实是计划火车从长沙-广州-海口,但是买票时,当我继续买广州到海口的票时没票了,坑爹。。。所以只有在广州买汽车票转船过海了……头一次坐汽车就把我折腾够了……天下雨,自行车被放在放行李处,还另外收了50元的行李费,无语……车内是卧铺,天气很冷,也没开空调,还有一股脚的异味,垫子还返潮,是湿的,睡着真有点压抑,而且正好是躺在厕所附近,唉……悲剧的呆了8个多小时,我快窒息了,各种不自在……广州到海口,折腾一晚……难忘,细节已经不想说了,我想以后再也不会坐汽车来了………… 海面很平静,马上就到海口了,比想象中冷多了~后悔没有带上我那件抓绒……好在Seasons把外套借我了一路折腾……2012.1.6 去的一路真不是一般折腾,火车转汽车转轮船加一路冒雨骑车……骑了15公里,总算折腾到了舞者家,当时都11点多了,已经50个小时没睡觉了。。。。虽然很累,但还是按原计划走……先到舞者家的是阿东和Meri,他们都是凌晨到得,等了我们很久,当时我记得阿东是穿着一双凉鞋,呵呵,凉快啊~估计冷的不行了……大家集合了就出发,中午出发前舞者坐东请大家吃了一顿大餐,美味极了。 一路绵绵细雨,还挺惬意的,但是时间一长就hold不住了。。。。好在有佳栋帮我驮行李,我轻松不少,由于出发较晚,一路停停走走赶路,尽量晚上感到文昌住。原本是不骑夜路,但是不骑就意味着我们会露宿街头了,所以冒着寒风细雨勇往直前,快到文昌有段在修路,泥泞的路再加上下雨,而且还一片漆黑,更是艰难,路很烂,我们不得不下来推,脚踩在地上,还有泥巴下陷的感觉……过了这一段就快了,当晚一直到晚上九点才到文昌。 到了就放心了,赶紧去吃晚饭,淋了一天雨,头发一直都是湿的,全身是泥,虽然非常想去洗个热水澡,但是已经饿的不行了,先解决温饱问……细心的舞者立马先要老板煮了锅可乐姜汤给大家取暖,喝的舒服……我们点了一只5公斤的鸡!椰汁煮鸡~味道真的特别特别鲜浓……我都快饿扁了~~爽啊~~ 开吃了!同志!呵呵,这些人“欠不得纸",也要拍……一群拍鸡的人……吃饱喝足哟~总算稍微暖和一点了,去附近找住的地方已经2天没睡觉了,晚上可以睡个好觉 2012.1。7海南人也喜欢喝早茶,早餐很丰盛,我们点了奶茶、包子、面、饼……吃的好撑……大家吃完早餐便去附近找地方洗车,经过昨天雨水的攻击,车子已经到处是泥了,在县上找了好久,我们在附近洗汽车的地方将自行车给整理干净了,他们工作人员并没有要我们的费用,好人呐~将刹车擦洗干净,将泥巴抹干净,洗洗舒服的出发~ 2012.1。8博鳌论坛旁边的沙滩,久违的太阳出来了,感觉很好!这是我有生以来第二次看到大海,第一次还是很小很小的时候,记忆已经很模糊了大海的声音真的很好听哦~~~~~~PS出行一定要记得带拖鞋,可以随时换上,特别是去沙滩,或者停留在某地的时候都很方便! 博鳌论坛要来这边沙滩是要收费的,套票好像是1百多,我们咨询的当地的一个保安,后来在他给那买的票,60元一个人,包括坐船和沙滩,水族馆等几个景区,这样又可以省几十块钱,嘻嘻回复 汗斯2008 的帖子海南真的很不错,我们这条路线民风淳朴,一路美景、美食,非常值,是与旅游的感觉完全不同的,很适合骑行回复 史瑞克 的帖子哈哈 攻略有,要的话可以邮给你 看完海景,我们便又出发了,经过商议,阿东带我们换了条路走,可以一路沿海边骑,真爽~没骑多久就被这美丽的风景吸引了,还看到了很多骑友,他们在海边露营,看到我们大家便互相礼貌的打招呼……让我们感觉对带着帐篷表示非常值得~风景真的很好,我们把车子往旁边一扔,拿出相机忍不住停下来2一下……大伙都有点疯狂了……先是拿着阿东的车子轮流拍照,后又去帆船那,摆各种POES…… 让咱也来装一回逼~呵呵 看着这些沉旧的船只,生锈的锚,仿佛经历无数风雨,又有谁能看出这背后的故事……回复 活在垃圾场(彪) 的帖子呵呵是啊真的很开心 出去旅行不仅仅是体验生活,同样也是享受 这张照片……我们取名为——拍个“锚”啊 附近遇到很多骑友,见了我们都相互友善的打招呼,感觉特别好…… 拍的过瘾~立刻前往万宁……听着海声,风声唯一有点遗憾的就是没有带音响……要是有点音乐相伴那该多美好~~~~([]
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([]
墨脱之旅已经整整过去半年了,然而它所带来的改变是无法用文字去表达的。行走在路上的人,执着什么,追求什么,坚持什么,也只有自己才能清楚,但是,走在路上,至少我们有一点是共同的,那就是那种可以被称之为理想的行走和跋涉。刚才,看到了8264《游记攻略》版上的驴友的文字“被篡改的莲花圣地——墨脱”,网上关于墨脱的争议也很多,内心居然有些不平静。其实,墨脱是什么,只有走过的人才清楚,墨脱永远是真实的、自然的,浮躁的永远是我们,每个人的心境不同,他(她)所理解的墨脱就不一样。 墨脱是我09年最深刻的一次旅程,不仅仅是旅途的艰辛,还有一路上心灵的感悟,收获的友谊。。。。。。那种体会是深刻的,于是,又有了把这次旅途的文字和照片整理出来的冲动。在这个寂静的夜晚,sjshsd再一次回到从前,回到雪域高原那漫漫无尽的旅程上。 从墨脱出来回到拉萨的第二天,我就一直辗转在四川、云南等地,为工作上的事情奔忙劳碌,那些通往天堂隔壁的脚步,仿佛已经渐行渐远了。墨脱之行没有给身体带来太多的疲惫和困顿,更加多的是沉积在内心无以表的沉默和失落。狂妄和冷静,激情和梦想,理想和现实,一直在内心纠结。那些在西藏的天空纯净的日子,那些墨脱路上痛并快乐着的回忆,那些一路上经历了艰难险阻、同甘共苦的队友,都会一直珍藏在内心的深处,永生难忘。 “身体下地狱,眼睛上天堂,心灵回故乡。走在路上,那是痛苦的幸福;走过之后,是幸福的痛苦。那些痛苦的回忆,那些被冰雪藏着的细节,让人幸福地想哭。”忘记了这段话是谁说的,但是,每一次的远行,每一次的穿越,每一次的跋涉,都有太多太多的感动和感悟。其实,精神的家园,很近,又很远,因为,它一直在路上。 我知道,下面,写下来的只是一个记录。人生的脚步永不会停止,一次旅程的完结又是一段远行的开始,穿越,永远没有终点。 (以下图片,都是队友们的集团创作) 7月12日的晚上,我和小溪经过三天两夜56个小时的火车,终于到达拉萨。当晚,入住拉萨的暮野驴舍,同来自全国各地的队友聚集。是夜,喜力做东,我们在一个拉萨当地藏民开的餐馆狂歌醉酒,餐馆老板领着他的服务员唱起了祝酒歌,为我们洗尘。老莫踩着他的破自行车从拉萨的另一端来看我,这个从贵港徒步进藏的牛人越来越年轻了,还煞有介事的介绍自己:拉萨市民。沉醉在温情和友谊中,西行的疲惫一扫而光。 7月13日,在拉萨休整。我呆不住,背着相机和小溪出了门。 我这是第三次进藏了。拉萨还是昨天的拉萨,天空纯净,阳光灿烂,高原上的鹰盘旋着疾飞而过。大小昭寺的广场上,聚集了朝拜的藏民,那种虔诚,依旧令人肃然起敬和感动。布宫以无与伦比的领袖的状态,站在这个城市的最高处,冷冷地俯视着他顶礼膜拜的臣民。拉萨城里寺庙里的大小喇嘛,沉默地注视着越来越多的游客,面无表情。一切的都没变,唯一变化的是这个神秘的城市的商业气息越来越浓郁。这是一种无法诉说的失落。 摄于喜力的暮野驴舍 出发前在暮野驴舍的留影。共同的梦想,把来自天南地北的我们,紧紧走在了一起,都是些素未谋面的朋友,在后面的旅途上,我们结下了深刻的友谊。 出发前在布达拉宫广场前的留影 旅程即将开始,下面简单的介绍下我的队友们。 领队喜力,也是这次活动的组织者、他象高原上的狼,身手敏捷,沉默寡言。 西安的老汉。高大的西北汉子,外表粗旷,内心细腻 郑州的老土。其实他一点都不土,豪爽,坚毅 郑州的小土。他是老土的“弟弟”所以叫小土,敦厚、纯朴 湖北的蓝海贝。她在行程最艰难的时候,用最优美的舞蹈鼓舞了我们的勇气 沈阳的磨磨。体力惊人,绝对巾帼不让须眉 同我一路西上的小溪。我的半个老乡,开平某中学的老师 D1:拉萨—八一镇—派乡,全程580公里 7月14日,我们起了一个大早,只是原定的早上9点过来的包车一直不现身。大家背着沉重的行囊,在布宫广场上转悠。 中午,用完餐,大家百无聊赖的站在餐馆的门口,等候姗姗来迟的包车 下午二点,我们包的面包车终于来了。车子开出市区,沿着318国道川藏线疾驰。车窗外,烈日高照,藏南高原上特有的风景一览无余;车窗里,我的队友们看着外面的风景,大家都沉默不言。这是一次不寻常的远行,在远方那未知的土地上,不知道等待着我们的将会是什么? 一路上风光无限。 这是老土透过车窗抓拍的一张照片。 我想,西藏之所以迷人,不仅仅是她风景的美丽,而是不管你是凡夫俗子,还是达官贵人,置身其中,你的心灵和灵魂都会得到净化和洗涤,回归恬静,那怕这种恬静,只是短暂的。 晚上9点左右,终于到达了林芝的八一镇。 在八一镇用过晚餐,已经是晚上的10点多了。晚上10点,在内地,已经是深夜了,而这边太阳刚刚隐去,正是灯火阑珊的时候。 从八一至派乡,渐渐的进入山路,上山,下山,一路寂静,路上空无一人。为了打破旅途上的沉闷,磨磨一路给我们说着冷笑话,没把我们逗笑倒把个西北大汉老汉惹急了,两人不停的斗着嘴,使这陌生地方的夜行充满了欢声笑语。凌晨十二点,汽车驶过一座山,路过山顶一门巴民族的村落时,黑暗中,我们居然发现有一门巴醉汉躺在路上,一动不动,着实把司机吓了一跳。 凌晨一点,终于到达了派乡。由于是凌晨,我们还逃过了150块的进山费。经过一天的奔波劳碌,在派乡一家四川人开的客栈,大家沉沉睡去。而我,躺在木板床上,辗转反侧,那些散漫每个角落的小虫,对我发起了狂轰滥炸,加上没水洗澡,难受极了。 D2:派乡-松林口多雄拉山(4170米)-拉格 早上6点,天还濛满亮,队友们都起来了。客栈老板娘早已准备好了早餐,全副武装,整装待发了。我由于昨晚没睡好,基本没吃欲,胡乱喝了两口汤水,就跳上了开往松林口的大卡车。今天,是徒步的第一天,要翻越海拔4170米的多雄拉山到达拉格。 今天,我们多了一位同伴,他就是门巴族的小向导白玛,今年18岁,没念过书,从11岁开始一直在派乡至墨脱当背夫,通晓汉语。白玛一路上沉默无言,使我们都有点忽略了他。后来在后面几天的行程里,我们都对他刮目相看。在危险的时刻,在队员需要帮助的时候,他都会挺身而出,就象一座山一样站在你身边,以至于我的队友在结束了墨脱的旅程后,还对他一直念念不忘。 车子沿着弯弯曲曲的山路爬行,一路颠簸着往山爬。从山腰上往下看,美丽的派乡一览无余的展现在眼底,只是由于卡车的激烈颠簸,大家都没有拍下照片。派乡境里最著名的就有素称冰山之母的南迦巴瓦雪山(海拔7782米),可惜由于天气的原因,我们都无缘一睹冰山之母神秘的颜容。而且,这里还有世界上落差最大的峡谷———南迦巴瓦大峡谷(垂落差达5000多米),在这个原始的村落里,有种恍如隔世的感觉,仿佛穿越了时光的隧道,回到了从前。 往松林口的路上,我们还检了三个自称“穷鬼”和“神经病”的小驴友。 三个“穷鬼”是在八一镇凑在一起的。自称“神经病”的家伙来自四川成都,那个穿红色衣服的是我的茂名老乡小黑,他们从成都骑着自行车,沿着川藏线一路狂奔了2000多公里至林芝的八一镇,又在八一检了一个来自浙江宁波的女孩。这两哥们把浙江女孩的重一点的东西都分了,自称“背夫”,管浙江女孩叫“老板”。 令人难过的是,墨脱的旅途后的2009年8月,“神经病”和小黑在那木措的路上出了车祸,小黑走了,神经病负伤。如今,伤愈后的“神经病”依然在云南继续着他的漂泊,而小黑却永远留在了他热爱的西藏。 从松林口往上,是无尽的攀爬 翻越多雄拉山口必须在中午12点以前,因为到了中午时分,日照强烈,多雄拉山上冰雪融化,冻土解冻,很容易引起塌方。所以我们都不敢怠慢,下了卡车,没做太多的停驻就开始徒步爬山了。一路大家都沉默,没有太多的语言。老土背着四十多斤的大包一直跑在队伍的前头,大步流星,仿佛象一个上了发条的机器,无法停止,这哥们不愧是当警察的,体力超强。我们的领队喜力一直跟在队伍的后面,照顾着跑得慢和掉队的队友,是一个很负责任和极具团队精神的领队,这哥们八次进藏,独自一人跑遍大半个中国,也许是长期独自徒步的经历,他习惯了独自思考,一路上话不多,沉默寡言。更多的时候他象一匹高原上的狼,身手敏捷,在陡峭的山路上健步如飞,每跑一会就停止下来,沉默地抽着烟,等待后面的队友。 在格萨拉穿越的时候,我不慎拉伤了小腿,所以这次我不敢掉以轻心,把背包的背负调整至最舒适的角度,不紧不慢的跟着队伍前进,平均每走一个小时停驻一下。之前看过太多关于多雄拉雪山的文字,关于突如其来的雪崩,关于山难,关于墨脱路上魂葬雪山之颠的驴友,这些让人忧心忡忡的消息,都抛至脑后了。此刻,美丽的多雄拉雪山就在触手可及处,安静地注视着我。四周开着不知名的花儿,在身边不停飞过的蝴蝶,还有树木的芬芳,我默默无语地走着,在思想的深处,同另外一个“sjshsd”做着深刻的对话。 我抬头看着纯净的天空。没有鸟飞过的痕迹。然而,我却飞过了,用自己内心深处的翅膀,飞翔在属于自己的世界!行走是自由的,心灵是纯净的。 一只飞翔的鸟,一个象鸟一样飞翔的人。 我是鸟人。 小土在聚精会神的攀爬。沉重的背负,从2000多米上升至4000米的海拔,使他看起来有些吃力,步履蹒跚,然而他总是咬紧牙关,不吭一声。我经过他的身边,拍拍他的肩膀给他鼓劲,他总是抬起头来,朝着我纯朴的笑,眼神中带着执着的坚毅。墨脱回来后,我时常想起他敦厚的笑容和坚毅的眼神,这种微妙的表情,只有走在路上的人才能读懂,真的。 经过三个多小时的攀爬,山顶离我们越来越近了。 中午十一点,我们终于到达多雄拉山顶 喜力在雪山之颠展示熟悉的8264的小旗。这面小旗至今还留在拉格的客栈的门边,看到这面旗帜,不管在哪里,驴友的心里都是温暖的,它传递着一种力量,这种力量来自内心的共鸣。 海拔4200米高的多雄拉山终年积雪覆盖,是从林芝派乡方向穿越大峡谷通向墨脱途中的第一座雪峰,也是最高最大的雪峰。通向墨脱的小径,就是沿雪峰之颠的垭口处延伸而去的。我站在山顶上,回望上山时的路,早已经被飘动的云层锁住,白茫茫一片,那些林立的乱石,那些水洼冰坑,早已被我们抛在了后面。这是多雄拉山的主峰垭口,也是通向墨脱之路的第一个险关,极目眺望苍茫的峡谷深处,心中有一种站在风口浪尖紧握住日月旋转的豪情。身边的队友挥着登山杖,大声唱着韩磊的歌,“做人一地肝胆做人何惧艰险,豪情不变年复一年,做人有苦有甜善恶分开两边,都为梦中的明天,看铁蹄铮铮踏遍万里河山,我站在风口浪尖紧握住日月旋转,愿烟火人间安得太平美满,我真的还想再活五百年!” 是的,向天再借五百年。 再活五百年,我依然还在路上,不畏惧餐风宿雨,不畏爬山涉水。([]
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没有了爱疯的导航,早上像无头苍蝇似的在昆明市区打转,多亏了几位好心人的帮忙,尤其要多谢一位慈祥的姑娘,一直送我到二环南路的桥下。突然觉得这种沿途靠问路西行的方法也不错,至少可以接触到形形色色的人。未经许可将我的爱疯占为己有的人啊,我好像开始尝试原谅你了。话说朱小弟二师兄蒙着面顶着烈日垂头丧气地骑行在茫茫无际的烂路上时,突然路边杀出一黑一黄两只恶犬,分别从二师兄两侧包抄而来,说时迟那时快,二师兄边朝恶犬使出狮子吼边启动运动模式,虽在上坡路段,但v8引擎的表现也确实让人惊叹,如此拉锯数百米,犬乏。说人话!朱小弟被狗追,怕怕。妈的,人品太好也至于招惹畜生啊!我上下检索了一番,怀疑是这驼包的荧光绿防雨罩太骚导致的,那,我要怎么办?一路暴晒,加上各种烂路。继续昨日的浓烟滚滚,反复上下坡,搓板路,碎石路,烂泥路。第一天就这么坑爹。好在最后的二三十公里柳暗花明,连续十公里的柏油路下坡,所有的折磨在这一刻都是那么的无怨无悔。1630,抵达禄丰县城,全程105公里。入住康源宾馆三楼的阳光房,仅盛惠40元。洗漱晒衣后出门觅食。禄丰是一个神奇的地方,这才是中国内地真正的小香港啊,大街小巷充斥着各种娱乐场所,路边巨型广告写着东莞式的服务仅需298元。圆子鸡火锅,可能是我这趟旅程最美味的食物了,可能和边上坐着两位姑娘秀色可餐也有大关系。酒足饭饱,也仅75元。信步街头,走入这家“天罗地网”,花了10元给国家的个人进网吧的开户费冤枉钱。于是有了以上的文章和照片。一前辈网友在微博给我留言说明日有大烂路等着我。who怕who,爷出来混早就知道迟早是要还的。一直往西方骑,听说梦想在那边.......二师兄的西游记(day 3)昨夜一夜无眠,蚊子肆虐,可能是白天晒得太久吸收了过多热量,不停流汗,并且那傻逼风扇自从被我拉了一下摇头后就开始响个不停,大哥,我不是那位你命里注定的维修工,明日一早我还得赶路,您就当我是个P,把我给放了好吗。康源宾馆处于禄丰著名的娱乐场所一条街上,半夜到凌晨,耳畔充斥着酒鬼的嚎叫、嫖客和妓女的浪笑,末了还有位忘带钥匙的兄台把他家卷帘门足足有踹了超过30分钟,我反正睡不着也无所谓,就当是禄丰县旅游局免费赠送给我的3D音频大餐吧。左膝盖明显加剧的疼痛让我忧心忡忡,还记得上次泉州一日行的后果,有接近两周无法使力,这要是重蹈覆辙,我还骑个**尼泊尔,估计到不了大理就要投靠段家当门客了(慕容姑娘不知安好否)。越想越可怕,我这是要马上准备第二套方案吗?总不能过两天就打道回府吧!想起白天路上遇到的那几个徒步前往香格里拉的驴友,或者实在不行就把单车打包寄回去,改为徒步加搭车去拉萨。不能这么想,这和我的初衷相差太多了,要真是这样,以后骑行的日子可能就到此为止了。吸引力法则开始奏效,越想膝盖越痛,我悲催地几乎欲趴在窗台对着那群游魂们痛苦嘶吼。求助下百度吧,据说他神马都懂,搜索答案是坐垫太低、骑行姿势不对和用力过度都可能是罪魁祸首。先在手机里做个备忘吧,明早起来再琢磨琢磨。辗转一夜,满脑子悲观情绪。理想很丰满,现实太他妈骨感了。早上7点钟,天色已亮,距离宾馆不远处顶上安着一个巨型大钟的电信大楼准时播放东方红乐曲,通知禄丰人民快点起床去为早日实现祖国现代化添砖加瓦,可我纳闷的是有这么多彻夜接待国内外贵宾的夜班服务人员他们的生物钟和准时朝九晚五的大老爷们应该是不一样的呀,谁来关心她们的疾苦和心声。我这个只求借宿一宿的外来游客管得也太宽了吧。好吧,反正大爷一夜几乎未合眼,并且这也关我P事,爱谁谁。我开始尝试和膝盖兄进行对话:兄弟,昨儿个肯定是我不对,我光顾着逞强,没有考虑你的感受,今天咱们好好聊聊,你有什么需求都说出来吧。我隐隐感觉到他的回复是希望我能低调些,最好是龟速前进,这样他才可能勉强配合。好吧,再不起床今晚恐怕是到不了楚雄了。我沮丧地呆坐于床沿,给膝盖上药,洗漱收拾。骑车离开宾馆去吃早餐时,天空乌云密布。我以对膝盖兄的承诺的速度缓慢骑行着,反正已经做好最坏打算,索性一路欣赏风景。禄丰至楚雄的这段路基本都在一个又一个的山谷里兜转。阴沉的天,偶有几缕调皮的光线透过厚厚的云层射在山谷里,小桥流水人家,古道西风衰货,慢悠悠的在旁人眼里显得老油条的骑行在这这宛如世外桃源般的溪谷中,倒也十分惬意。能前进就好,即便它确实很慢,我当下就是这么想的。蓦地,身后传来一阵熟悉的声音,一群从广东来的大学生骑行队从身旁结群而过,他们也去拉萨,但行程和我不同,我到楚雄,他们去黑井镇,寒暄道别后这群精壮的小年轻很快就消失于视线,当我缓慢地爬上一个坡顶时,又见到了他们,其中一位兄弟手指着黑乎乎的隧道口说,里头啥都看不见,我们怕你没有手电,所以等你。乱感动了一番。在他们的簇拥下,进入伸手不见五指的山洞里穿行,从亮处一下子进入暗处,其实即便是强光手电也没多大的用处,慌乱中总算骑出了这恐怖的空间。后来又接二连三地经过这种像黑洞似的隧道,不过之后是我一个人独行。我和他们的速度不同,应该说是相差太远。所以一早放弃结伴的念头,能有共同语言共同爱好相当的消费能力还要有匹配的体力,能从头结伴走到尾这该是多难得的缘分啊。谁也别去拖累谁,就让我独自继续骑着这只小毛驴去看戏吧。噩梦终于来临,蜜蜂箐隧道出现在眼前,我的乖乖,这么可爱的名字和如此恐怖的黑洞结合在一起,我晕。兄弟们,帮人帮到底,你们怎么可以因为我的不争气而如此残忍的抛下我呀。前面是无尽的黑暗,后面隐约传来大卡车的轰鸣声,没有方向感,只能凭着第六感在摸索,几次踉跄着要跌倒,完全失控,我勒个去乌云把整个山谷完全给笼罩住了,光线如同隆冬的黄昏一般,我停在路边换上冲锋裤披上雨衣,在森林里独自穿行,翻过垭口后忽然豁然开朗,阳光重现,雨也逐渐停了。膝盖兄,上午至今咱俩还算合作愉快吧,看到公路的指示牌再有一半的路程就要到楚雄了,给力哦!12:15,进入一家算得上窗明几净的路边餐馆准备进食,老板公热情地上前询问我要吃什么,我说吃面,他说小兄弟先坐坐很快就好,谁知真正话事的老板娘横空出现说木有面条,只能点菜,我看着满冰柜的食物完全没有胃口,就礼貌告辞了。我转身离去的那下,隐隐感觉到身后寒光一现,还有端坐在饭桌前可能是他们家媳妇儿那渴望且哀怨的眼神。我其实有点后悔,骑了一上午几乎只看到这家有提供饭食的,错过了这家店,那我的午餐是否就没有着落了?想想包里还有3条在昆明买的士力架和一包牛肉干,咽了咽口水,继续前行。半小时后,一个无名小镇横空出现,我挑剔地找了家永安羊肉店想吃碗热腾腾的羊肉面,这可是我一上午的心愿,看来马上就要实现了。而且这真是我们永安同胞开的店吗,他是否会以他乡遇故知的热忱边给我添上几块硕大的羊肉边满脸堆笑地说都是自己人不容易啊随便吃之类的话。显然,我想太多了。忙碌的老板既听不出有任何福建口音,甚至没有任何一位经商者应有的低姿态。而是满不在乎的问我有几个人。“抱歉,一个人的午餐没空做。”我可以说脏话吗?!太特么的愤愤不平了幸好还有一家脏乎乎的清真餐馆开门迎客,还是刚才大爷我没看上眼的。“羊肉面一晚多少钱?”我冷冰冰地问道。"4块。”这么便宜能吃吗?算了,仅此一家,别无选择。(奉劝诸位,凡事往往都有两面性,别被表面的假象所蒙蔽。)完全出乎意料的美味啊,且分量适中,色香味俱全。我都舍不得立即开吃了,一阵猛拍加微博风卷残云,坐在门口的椅子上思索昨晚@truthfree老弟的留言,说今天会有一段烂路要经历(他们称之为七里坡),上午没感觉有什么糟糕的体验,那想必就在下午的路上。预计还有40公里左右的路,掐指一算,即便我的时速仅达到6公里,再有6个多小时也该到楚雄了,现在时刻下午1点多,那应该最迟8点会到,正好天黑。平均时速6公里,不会这么悲催吧。不要有感性的烦恼!稻盛老先生的话在耳边响起。上路吧。(事实上一整天都没有经历什么明显的烂路,看来心态真的很重要,一旦背水一战,那什么都不是困难了)实在是太喜欢这段路了!虽然有不停地上下坡,但不算太难(看来鼓岭宦溪的反复训练没有白费哦)。午后充足的光线照在低垂的云层上,幻化出的阴影给远处的山脉染上变化的色彩,村庄、溪流点缀在无穷尽的翠绿之中。满山遍野栽种的烟草开出的花所散发出的香味弥漫在整个山谷之中,路旁几只超萌的牛牛无辜地和我深情对视。接着又偶遇几位逆行而来的车友,互致手势问好。感觉非常良好~最重要的是膝盖兄和我的配合越来越好,这完全可以感觉得出来。有时候,出现摩擦是难免的,但是如果大家都本着解决问的态度来对话,凡事都有转机。而若是任一方一意孤行,结果就是一拍两散。膝盖兄,我对您的感激之情无法言表,请受我一拜(呵呵,吃亏的还是你)。正当我满怀欣喜一路小跑之际,一个突如其来的画面闯入视线,心里一紧。右前方的路旁,有两位拾荒的老人背负着沉重的柴火步履蹒跚地相互搀扶行走着。我不忍心超越,缓慢地跟随在后,再一会索性停在路边,拿出相机跟着拍下这令人难过的画面。左侧的那位老人突然跌倒!那股瞬间强大的力量拽得另一位老人也向着她倾斜!我急忙骑上前去,一下子就看到了两张爬满了岁月痕迹充满着无助的脸。原来左侧跌倒的那位老人双目失明。右侧老人卸下身上的重担,去扶起那位跌倒的老人。但是她所卸下的担子实在是太重了而且捆扎得明显不牢,我急忙接过她的手替她扶着那捆由一堆废树皮和几个空矿泉水瓶组成的劳动成果,心想这能值几个钱啊。右侧老人哆嗦着把那根断了的绳子接上再放到失明老人的背上,可她一站起身绳子又断了。我手足无措地继续扶着那捆东西。她们笑着问我从哪里来要去向何方,她们说老表你应该骑着摩托车去,这样太慢。她们的方言我听得不是很懂,只好有一句没一句的回应着。我犹豫了一下,从车把包里取出日常备用的零钱,总共六十五块零两毛,我把钱塞到老人的手里,说这是我的一点心意,她愕然地想要拒绝但还是拽紧了钱,我说帮不上你们什么忙,希望你能接受。她跟失明的老人说了一些话,我实在不忍心看着那双溢出两行浊泪的残缺的双眼,为了缓解气氛,我说帮你们拍张照好吗,她们开始配合地看着镜头,我拍完后把相机递到她们的面前,失明老人羞愧地说看不见,我颤抖着手又把相机递到另一位老人的面前,她那看上去即便完好但显然已经严重老花的双眼想必也很难看清。“老表,我把钱分给她了,你看到的哦”我给的是一张50的整钱和几张10元以下的零钱,她把50留给了自己。我心里暗叹了一下,可以理解。看到失明老人快乐的表情和她身旁散落的柴火,我觉得是时候要走了。“你是个活神仙,老表...”,两位老人语无伦次地说着。我努力地把手中那捆柴火立定后,转身离去。身后留下两个伫立在原地目送我离开的孤单身影,我实在没有勇气去想象她们的未来。人都有命,她们属于她们口中说的可怜人。我日后如果失明,身旁会有一个搀扶着我的人吗?这个国家究竟要富裕到什么程度才能让人老有所养?温总胡总你们口中的和谐社会究竟在哪里?想太多了。继续前行。有一户人家在门口杀牛,我停下来跟他们点头示意后拿起相机拍了几张,被砍断四肢剥了皮的牛的尸体突兀地躺在地上,流淌的血汇成的沟上爬上了贪婪的苍蝇。我盯着那只牛隆起的肚子,反复拍了很多照片。这极有可能是一只怀孕的母牛!那家人被我拍的似乎不好意思,有两人停止手上熟练的活,走回屋内。单车缓缓地骑入楚雄州的沿江路,我好像记得@truthfree老兄当时的微博写到下榻的是在彝人古镇,那离这还有段距离,我停在红绿灯前向一摩的叔叔问路。一辆大巴在我跟前停下,下来了两位背着大包有着无敌年轻面庞的姑娘,我们对视了一下,忘了是谁先开口搭讪,总之愉快地在树下交谈了起来。我可是憋了几天没怎么跟人类好好交流过了。我可能说的太多了,和陌生姑娘第一次交流就这么兴高采烈的,这么唐突,一点也不像你给自己含蓄的大叔定位。朱小弟啊,朱小弟,本性难移的老朱小弟。树下合影,微博互粉,依依惜别。好像忘了说,认识你们很高兴---来自文山两位美女:@minmin熊和@黄瓜拌面酱。楚雄州的这条沿江路在黄昏时分应该是一天中最美的,干涸浑浊的护城河水一点也不有碍观瞻,一样是高原才有的低低的云层,草坪里散落的情侣们和敞开猥琐的肚皮惬意地晒着太阳的大叔们,远处逐渐进入眼帘颇具规模的彝人古镇,组成了一幕绝佳的风景画面。我把车子停靠在那根写着320国道的电线杆上,由近至远地拍了几张照片。彝人古镇,我来了。楚雄州政府的相关项目负责人想必在丽江束河古镇做过一番精心的考察,太他妈像了,除了招商没做好外(满大街充斥着缅甸玉器店和带有明显东南亚风情的经营人员),结果是引来了一堆又一堆的旅游团带领着一批又一批引颈待宰的倒霉蛋,像达叔之流的精明小资才不稀罕这地儿呢。古镇里很多店铺在转让,这和旅游旺季的现在显得格格不入。我选定了一家路段不错颇具规模貌似精品酒店的客栈,进内询价,前台姑娘说间原价270,特价120,我故技重施的扮可怜,结果实收80元每晚。酒店的硬件设施实在是太对得起这价格了,我美美地洗了个热水澡,再把洗好的衣服晒到二楼的阳台。背着相机轻装出门,先去药店买了瓶乐敦康眼药水(这两天额上混合着防晒霜的汗水大量流入眼睛导致眼睛充血模糊),吃了根忘了是伊利还是蒙牛的雪糕还在促销路演试喝了一口康师傅新上市的经典奶茶,打听到这家泡泡网吧的地址。再上传些照片就要下了,吃个晚饭或者宵夜喝几瓶啤酒回房睡觉。明天继续努力。7月8日,禄丰至楚雄,90公里。感觉良好。朱小弟,加油!8264这个论坛的贴子发表得好辛苦啊,照片只限3张,而且刚才一直提示我没有权限使用URL什么的,有人可以支招么?每天晚上写日记是个不好的习惯,大脑过于活跃,老睡不好,想起床看到外头天还没亮,更别指望能找到吃早餐的地儿,彝族人民过惯了夜生活,凌晨两点客栈附近酒吧里猜拳行令各种淫笑声不绝于耳。 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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