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尼泊尔,我每次怀着一颗激动热切的心而来,最终带着一个伤痕累累的胃离开。 这次也不例外,和朋友一起,重新走了一遍珠峰南坡大本营EBC徒步路线。然后以告别的心态,闲逛了加德满都、博卡拉。怀着对饭食的强烈厌倦,以及不适的肠胃,回到拉萨。 这已经是我第三次到尼泊尔了,还会有第四次吗?我不知道。新鲜感已经消失,物价在上涨,或许下次,我该换一个目的地了。 还是先简要列出一下行程:4月10-12日:北京-拉萨;4月13-15日:拉萨,等待证,闲逛;4月16-17日:拉萨-樟木-加德满都;4月18-30日:珠峰南坡EBC徒步13天;5月01-09日:加德满都-博卡拉闲逛;5月10-11日:加德满都-樟木-拉萨;5月11-18日:拉萨周边闲逛;5月19-21日:拉萨-北京。本帖计划分为五个部分:第一部分:去程:北京-拉萨-加德满都https//bbs.8264.com/thread-778436-1-1.html第二部分:珠峰EBC徒步之上半程:Lukla-Chhukhung-EBC:渐入佳境https//bbs.8264.com/thread-778436-6-1.html第三部分:珠峰EBC徒步之下半程:EBC-Gokyo-Lukla:风雪喜马拉雅https//bbs.8264.com/thread-778436-26-1.html第四部分:加德满都-博卡拉:告别之旅https//bbs.8264.com/thread-778436-54-1.html第五部分:拉萨的闲暇时光https//bbs.8264.com/thread-778436-70-1.html 所带装备:鞋子:La Sportiva sandstone徒步鞋1双;Teva凉鞋1双;背包:OSPREY 小鹰38升背包1个;强氧摄影胸包1个;强氧魔怪肩带挂包1个;强氧水壶包1个;内衣:patagonia C3排汗上衣2件,C3长裤1件;TNF短袖T恤一件;保暖层:TNF Windwall 防风抓绒1件;外衣:Marmot Driclime Jacket风衣1件;裤子:TNF快干裤、Columbia 两截式快干裤各1条;登山杖:LEKI makalu 登山杖2支;睡袋:2011版Expedition HW UL LCW400信封睡袋1个;其它:抓绒毛线帽1顶;防晒圆边帽1顶;头巾1条;太阳镜1副;徒步袜两双; Petzl Tikka Xp头灯1个;水壶1个;雨披1个;瑞士军dao1把;药品若干;护膝1对。相机:宾得K-X单反+腾龙18-200镜头。 在这里先替本次徒步的几件国产精品装备做个宣传。 首先是强氧的摄影胸包+魔怪挂包+水壶包,这三个包三位一体,成为我本次徒步中极有用的装备。 摄影胸包很好地保护了我的单反相机,还可以放下我的护照、钱包、相机卡、备用电池。 挂包则放下了我的小记事本、头灯、军dao、手机、MP3、纸巾。 水壶包则方便地容纳了我的水壶。 徒步过程中,挂包、水壶包很便捷地外挂在摄影胸包两侧,这三个包三位一体,通过摄影包的扣件组,与我的小鹰38背包相连,挂在胸前。这样我就可以很方便地取放相机、手机、水壶。 在不需要背小鹰背包的徒步过程中,利用摄影包附带的肩带,这三位一体包就成为我轻便的单肩背包。 如果你没有摄影胸包,魔怪挂包和水壶包还可以单独挂在肩带或者腰带上,方便取放,成为主力背包的有力补充。 另一件装备就是HW的2011版Expedition HW UL LCW400信封睡袋。 这个睡袋的好处是,重量轻,只有700克,但冲绒量达到了400克。压缩后的收纳体积为直径15CM×高度27CM,比我以前使用的抓绒睡袋只稍大一点,放进我的小鹰38睡袋仓内绰绰有余。温为0度,完全可以满足我三季活动的使用需要。 本次徒步过程中,几乎全程使用这条睡袋,除了有几个夜晚因海拔高(5千米左右)加上大雪,需要加盖毛毯之外,其它时间,完全满足了我的保暖要求。 信封式的结构,保证了宽大的睡眠空间。使用十几天下来,无明显钻绒。 个人感觉,这条睡袋很适合尼泊尔的成熟徒步路线,西藏阿里、川藏线等自驾,以及三季非恶劣条件下的户外扎营。轻巧的重量和收纳体积,轻便易携带,将成为我今后活动的主力睡袋。 好了,前言讲完,言归正传,首先还是从北京-拉萨的列车讲起。 第一部分:去程:北京-拉萨-加德满都 4月10日晚上8点,我和几个朋友一起,乘坐北京-拉萨的T27次列车,离开北京,开始了44个小时的火车之旅。这条路线已经走过多次,前半段风景乏乏,进入青海后,高原风光开始显现。 过了唐古拉山口,经那曲往南到当雄,远处天边,念青唐古拉山脉雪峰连绵,湿地上牦牛成群。 12日下午抵达拉萨后,向日葵色板官方在平措对面的吉雪住下。同伴的证未办理完毕,还有一个朋友要到15号才能从北京飞过来会合。于是13号到15号这三天,向日葵色板官方就在拉萨市内闲逛。逛拉萨,八廓街是不能不去的。围着大昭寺一圈,满街都是店铺。 虔诚的信徒们燃起了柏枝,香烟弥漫。 大昭寺门前,永远有来自各地磕长头的信徒。 正对着大昭寺门口的酥油灯房里,一排排酥油灯长明不灭。 向日葵色板官方走到大昭寺后面的小巷里,走进一个院子。这里住着来自各地朝圣的信徒,很像北京的大杂院。 夜色下的布达拉宫,依旧庄严非凡。 清晨,向日葵色板官方随着朝圣的人流,围绕布达拉宫顺时针转圈。山脚下一圈是长长的转经长廊,老艺人正在一丝不苟地修补转经筒。 从任何一个角度望去,布达拉宫都有着雄伟庄严的身姿。 穿过正门,向日葵色板官方踏上台阶步梯,近距离接触布达拉宫的高耸雄伟。 阳光照耀洁白的外墙,蓝天上白云悠悠飘过。 购买门票后,向日葵色板官方进入到第一层院内,这里还可以拍照。从右下方的楼梯进去后,就不许再拍照了。 布达拉宫内有很多佛像、经书、坛城等可看,在此就不细说了。最吸引游客参观的,当然还是历代达赖的灵塔,以及布达拉宫的镇宫之宝——帕巴拉康观音像,据传这尊木质观音像从公元7世纪流传至今,是由檀香木自然形成的菩萨造型,整尊佛像未经加工,仅是着色而成。 参观完布达拉宫,从后门出来,眺望阳光下的拉萨市容。沿着步道,向日葵色板官方走下布达拉宫。 布达拉宫的北面,层层步道,凑拥着高高的宫殿。 眺望北边的拉萨市区,依稀可见远处山脚下的色拉寺。 16号清晨8点半,我和两个朋友一起,乘坐拉萨——樟木的班车,出发赶往樟木。 这趟班车是每周二、四、六从拉萨出发,在火车站旁边的柳梧客运站发车,票价296元,要当天晚上12点左右才能赶到樟木,还是比较辛苦的。现在拉萨至加德满都开了一趟国际大巴,但是每周只有一班,票价500多,感觉不划算。 出发后,车沿着拉萨河一路往西,过了曲水县后,本来应该沿着318国道,顺着雅鲁藏布江直奔日喀则。但是现在318国道修路,班车从曲水过江,经羊卓雍错、江孜,至日喀则。这样走路程比较绕一点,好处就是可以顺带观赏一下羊湖的美景。过江之后开始爬山,回望雅鲁藏布江河谷。 翻越5030米的岗巴拉山口,美得无与伦比的羊卓雍错出现在向日葵色板官方面前。 羊卓雍错,简称羊湖,与纳木错、玛旁雍错并称西藏三大圣湖,面积678平方公里,湖面海拔4441米。远处天边,是海拔7206米的宁金抗沙峰,是西藏中部四大雪山之一。 我和朋友开玩笑说,羊湖可以取一个外号,叫“哇湖”,可能你已经来过好几次了,但是每次当你翻过岗巴拉山口,第一眼看到羊湖那魔幻般的蓝色,你仍然会情不自禁地“哇”出声来。 湖边的小小村庄,每天面对这样的美景,多么令人羡慕的生活。 湖面犹如蓝色绸缎,微风下泛起层层波纹。 白云朵朵,映照在湖面。 湖岸弯弯,远处雪峰连绵。 湖边的牧羊人。 ([]
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记没有伴奏的旋律陪我独自旅行部分的爱情记忆 已失去旅途中只有孤单的风沙陪我前进睡梦中渴望一场完美相遇当伤心列车一站一站开往无爱边境任寂寞一次一次来到过去点点滴滴没想过一个眼神会是忧伤过后的消息遇见你 阳光盛开的夏季还贪恋着 你的风情 诱惑着 你的神秘埋葬了 我的爱情 忧郁蓝色土耳其以前听小刚的《蓝色土耳其》这歌时,只是觉得它的旋律动人,并未曾仔细剖析过歌词,以至于全然不知歌词里还隐藏着这么一个美丽的国度。而当此行结束,自驾一圈环游土耳其后,我发现了这歌的一个“误区”:土耳其并不忧郁,也并不仅仅是蓝色的,而是彩色的,阳光的!!!从土耳其回来,我才发现原来很多人对这个国家知之甚少,而中国人对土耳其人来说也是陌生而充满好奇的。对于遍布全世界的中国印记,土耳其真是一个异类。在这里没有喧哗的中国团队,没有唐人街,也没有满大街的华人餐馆。随着土耳其个人证门槛的降低,也许一切都将改变,个中利弊,待以后的旅行者去体会了。几个朋友,一路欢笑,记录向日葵色板官方在土国短暂停留的意外、感动和收获吧,第一次发帖,先上一些预告图,希望各位看官多多支持。。。酒店顶楼拍得的蓝色清真寺夜景 索菲亚大教堂——“刺客信条-救赎”索菲亚大教堂——“少女的凝望” 蓝色清真寺的窗台蓝色清真寺外景一隅加拉大桥上拍得的清真寺夜景 博斯普鲁斯海峡上掠过的鸟影塔尖的落日余晖在博斯普鲁斯海峡游轮上一路陪伴向日葵色板官方的帅气“小黑马”小山坡VILLA DREAM眺望弥漫晨雾中的塞尔丘克晨景,如童话中初醒的婴儿VILLA DREAM院里的小清新桌椅 闲逛伊斯坦布尔老城区小巷托普卡帕大皇宫后院的精致的天花板以弗所遗址 以弗所遗址中一颗精致的小树以弗所中的图书馆一隅 阿尔忒弥斯月神殿前的芦苇丛世界七大奇迹之一——阿尔忒弥斯月神殿近距离接触棉花堡 棉花堡顶上的有层次的小水池 费特希耶海边停泊的游艇群费特希耶死海边死海上云层散出的天光坐滑翔伞飞翔在死海上空行走在阿尔潘多斯大剧院丛安塔利亚开往卡帕多西亚沿途
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 locations 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([]
2012.9月份传说中的末日年骑行318川藏南线,此后背包2个多月行走于尼泊尔,印度,斯里兰卡,一路向西。具体路线为:深圳飞成都-成都骑行318到拉萨-拉萨经羊湖,日喀则,拉孜,老定日,樟木过境到尼泊尔尼泊尔加德满都Kathmandu-博卡拉pokhra-奇旺Chitwan-重返加德满都kathmandu-兰毗尼lumbini-经兰毗尼belahiya口岸过境到印度印度戈勒克布尔gorakhpur-拘尸那揭罗kushinager-瓦拉纳西varanASI-菩提伽耶bodhgaya-王舍城raJGir-那烂陀寺nalanda-格雅gaya-新德里new delhi-达兰萨拉dharamsala-阿姆利则amritsar-重返新德里-阿格拉agra-斋浦尔jaipur-杰伊瑟尔梅尔jaisalmer-焦代普尔jodhpur-乌代浦udaipur-孟买mumbai-孟买飞斯里兰卡斯里兰卡科伦坡colombo-加勒galle--unawatuna--努沃勒埃利亚nuwara eliya-康提kandy-重返nuwara eliya-埃勒ella-马塔勒matara-mirissa-重返galle-hikkaduwa-科伦坡飞广州此行缘起骑行川藏南线,当时也没想到自己会走这么远,这么久。所以先放几张骑行318的照片。翻越川藏线最高峰5013米的米拉山口,也是318上最后一个垭口,此后一路缓下坡到拉萨。重返玛吉阿米布达拉宫尼泊尔篇:第一次出国且单身背包旅行,英语又不大灵光,过境前樟木口岸的晚上心情十分的忐忑。后来证明只要有谷歌地图和英语词典基本上就不会有问。过樟木口岸后初识尼泊尔加德满都杜巴广场:杜巴广场(Durbar Square)意为皇宫广场,在加德满都河谷的三个古城(加德满都、帕坦、巴德岗)中各有一个杜巴广场,是当年三个王国的王宫广场。尼泊尔王国的马拉王朝鼎盛时期,在文化、建筑、艺术上曾一度达到巅峰,马拉王朝第六代国王死后,其三个儿子各据一方,自立为王,为夺取西藏商路的控制权,相互征战,斥巨资修建王宫广场。它囊括了尼泊尔十六世纪至十九世纪间的纽瓦丽古典寺庙建筑和宫殿俯瞰加德满都杜巴广场杜巴广场上化缘的僧人斯瓦扬布寺Swayambu(当地人俗称猴庙)位于加德满都市西侧环路内的小山上,建于公元3世纪,是尼泊尔最古老的佛教寺庙、著名的佛教圣地。斯瓦扬布意为“自体放光”的意思,相传原始七佛中的毗婆尸佛曾在此处投下一支藕根,预言这里将来会长出发光的莲花,湖水将变成富饶的国土。斯瓦扬布寺所在位置,便是当年毗婆尸佛种莲之处。释迦牟尼佛的足迹也曾到过这里。山坡东面的台阶旁,至今还保留有文殊师利菩萨的脚印。藏传密教莲花生大师和阿底峡等数度驻足于此。1234年,该地成为佛教中心。猴庙登顶的台阶,上面可以环视加德满都猴庙山顶著名的尼泊尔之眼猴庙山顶的佛画像\加德满都印度教帕苏帕蒂纳特Pashupatinath神庙的塔林,“帕苏帕蒂”是湿婆神的另一个名字。建于公元5世纪,印度教最神圣的寺庙之一。后来我在印度旅行也没见过规模比这更大的印度教神庙。根据《室犍陀往世书》中的“NEPAl Mahatmaya”与“Himvatkhanda”章节所述[2],一天,湿婆在祂位于冈仁波齐峰的宫殿中待厌烦了,于是就去寻找一个藏身之处。祂发现了加德满都山谷,然后就在无人知晓的情况下逃出了宫殿,并在山谷中定居。祂在当地以帕斯帕提——众生之主的名字而闻名,之后其他神祇发现了祂的藏身之处,于是就去引祂出山谷。于是祂将自己化身成一只雄壮的鹿,在其他神祇请求祂帮忙时,祂不愿意提供帮助。如果湿婆不答应祂们的请求,祂们就会使用武力。毗湿奴抓住祂的鹿角,鹿角断裂成了碎片。毗湿奴建立了一座寺庙,并在巴哥马蒂河畔用碎鹿角做成了林伽。随着时间的流逝,寺庙被埋在地下并被人们遗忘。后来,一头奶牛秘密地将奶洒在了土堆上,接着饲养奶牛的牧人就在土堆周围挖掘,最后他们发现了失踪的林伽,然后就再次建起了供奉湿婆的寺庙。Pashupatinath神庙的塔林,很多人说非印度教徒不许进入寺内,只能在河边徘徊。但我进去时好像没看见有人阻拦。Pashupatinath印度教修行者Pashupatinath入口路边的塔林神庙墙面上壁画,记录关于湿婆的神话故事 神庙里印度教徒火葬的码头加德满都泰米尔区凤凰宾馆楼顶晚霞博卡拉:博卡拉足球队晨练湖边小路费瓦湖码头费瓦湖畔博卡拉的小巷,雪山就在眼前安纳普娜ABC的当普斯村放学路上当普斯村学校下午放学后的足球比赛当普斯村俺住的RAJU GUEST HOTEL,老板很好,他家阳台是最佳观景台。RAJU家窗口看到的当普斯村ABC路上RAJU家的早餐RAJU家阳台看到的安纳普娜日出奇旺:奇旺皇家森林公园,河边旁若无人的犀牛奇旺RIVER SIDE HOTEL的早餐,酒店就在河边,边吃早饭可以边看鳄鱼在河边晒太阳。 丰富的晚餐,主食都是提前跟厨师预定的,有很多主食可以选择。吃不饱可以免费再点,餐前有甜点,餐后还有水果,奶茶,咖啡。骑大象时俺问过其他在旅行社订100美元打包向日葵视频色板APP官网的游客,他们住的酒店没这里好,吃得也没这里好。同样100美元,这家比较超值。台湾背包客网站也有推荐这家酒店。 河边洗衣服的小孩,河对岸就有很多鳄鱼,人与动物在这里和平共处。鳄鱼都有自己的领地,一般不会越雷池到河这边来的。在森林公园,俺第一次知道原来含羞草也会开花的,特意拍了一张,呵呵。重返加德满都:巴德布的小巷巴德布的杜巴广场广场上写生的老人广场一角广场上拍宣传片的小孩,看见俺的镜头,微笑以对。巴德步传统木雕艺人([]
此行之初,只是想骑行新藏线。并不曾对“自驾”和“大北线”做功课。后来旅途中有变,大北线便成了这次旅行中精彩的一段。 这次行程,大概可分三个阶段: 1、结伴骑行新藏线(喀什--康西瓦)。 2、千里走单骑(有骑行的日子,也有搭车的日子,红柳滩--塔钦) 3、自驾大北线。对新藏线的心动,来自以下描述: 新藏线起点为新疆叶城,终点为西藏拉孜的国道,全程2140千米。 路况介绍 :它是世界上最艰险的公路之一。它穿越举世闻名的昆仑山、喀喇昆仑山、岗底斯山、喜马拉雅山,翻越16个冰大坂,涉44条冰河,全线经过的大部份地段为“无人区”。平均海拔4500米以上,是世界上海拔最高、道路最险、路况极差和环境最恶劣的高原公路。这就是新藏公路,也被称作国道219线。 关于新藏线的顺口溜 : “行车新藏线,不亚蜀道难。库地大坂险,犹似鬼门关;麻扎大坂尖,陡升五千三;黑卡大坂旋,九十九道湾;界山大坂弯,伸手可摸天……”这段顺口溜,这是新藏线艰险的真实写照。 从叶城往阿里海拔相差很大,一天之内可以从海拔数百米的新疆地段上升到五千余米的麻扎大坂路段,对几乎所有旅行者的身体素质而言是极大的考验和困难,高寒缺氧、雪崩塌方、高山反应、多变的气候及确确实实的风餐露宿等困难,已经超过了许多常人的承受极限. 后来在‘狼塔夏特群’里,正好听到南京的好人锅讲到要骑行此线,心念一动,便加入了。于是有了2011年4月下旬出发的这次旅行。 装备篇资深的网上很多,不多说,略晒下自己的行前准备,留个念想吧。---我的战马:衣物:(长袖速干衣裤、冲锋衣裤、抓绒衣裤、羽绒服、溯溪鞋、高帮登山鞋等)睡袋、帐篷、防潮垫、驮包、弹力绳: 修车工俱、备胎(内胎3条,外胎一条)及配件、炉俱等边防证、身份证、手套、雪套、护膝、雨衣等药品:(后来又添了速效救心丸、氨茶碱、速尿片等。高原长途旅行,这几种药很有用。) 折腾了大半天来整理行囊,书房被搞的满地狼籍,难以下脚。一半装备都整理进驮包了,忽然想起应该给它们合张影。懒得再掏出驮包里的装备,就这样来一张装备们的全家福吧: 全部打完包,去铁通托运车子,整装待发…… 2011年4月25日晚,背起行囊出发了,又是一个人。驾车到火车站,再火车、飞机,一路辗转,路上小磕绊不断:火车晚点急得我跳脚,甩钱雇车飞奔、跳下车我也狂奔才赶上飞机。 飞机上不幸又遭临座的维族小朋友骚扰,还没断奶的两岁小男孩不断地把我的上衣撩起,又或者直接把领口拉到肩膀下…… 维族小男孩的妈妈笑观不语,本人尴尬之极,又不忍责备小孩,后来空姐看不下去把我领走和乘务人员们同坐。再转机,行李被人拿错,折腾半天。 一个人行走,自由+乱糟糟,无语。 终于26日下午16时许到乌鲁木奇,与南京的好人锅、戊名汇合;趁转机喀什的空闲,三人打的(机场大巴每人20元,打的划算共花费36元)直奔乌市,找了戊名要吃的大盘鸡、卡瓦斯美餐一顿再转回机场;终于在晚上0时前到了如家酒店,与青蛙汇合。此次骑行的四个队员全部见面了,于我,是初次见到他们三个南京哥。 4月27日,大家先去喀什火车站提车: 左起:戊名、青蛙、我、好人锅。 4个人骑着各自的战马,浩浩荡荡去采买物资。不想路上竟被一维族男子盯梢,联系近段喀什刚发生的几起血腥事件和敏感冲突,大家一时都有些紧张。山羊户外店的老板更是让向日葵色板官方直接报警(一路采买几经比较,喀什的几个户外店,山羊户外货全价廉)。几个人一合计,冒然报警无凭无据有些唐突,遂决定我和戊名一小组,先行冲出;好人锅和青蛙断后,负责掩护。于是紧张行动,嘿呀,一路急冲,结果回宾馆的路上两组人马绕岔了道,我和戊名在宾馆附近怎么也等不见好人锅和青蛙,担心老半天。好在有惊无险,都平安回到酒店。于是晚上也不敢出去乱溜达了,乖乖在房间睡觉。 反偷拍:一路跟踪我们的少年: 采买物资途中,青蛙剃度了:(此后青蛙哥的习惯动作就是摸光头!而好人锅则是有空就手机上网直线转播他的新藏线呵) 好人锅和戊名来之前就理成了短短的寸头,加上青蛙这个大光头,三个人互相炫耀着,害的我真想也剃个光头上路!羡慕嫉妒,只能将自己的一头长发剪成短马尾扎起来了事。 回到酒店,我们开始整理驮包和车,看着满地的物件,四人都感头大---竟然如此之多!三个男士照顾我,让我独自去一个房间整理,他们仨绊绊搭搭挤在一处整理。 我的物资来之前基本准备完善,采购极少,如何装备也大多是出发前就各有其位的,所以很快结束战斗。跑过去看他们三个,呵呵,热闹啊,房间简直象个大仓库了!堆的满地东西几乎无从下脚。 于是帮着打个下手,待得快整好了才想起,拍照留念! 戊名:心灵手巧,为人厚道,说话不多但总是为大家做的多。 正在用他换下来的旧外胎帮我做挡泥板,DIY的比买来的实用多了! 好人锅(右):勇敢乐观,有毅力、有智谋。向日葵色板官方此行的路书都是他辛苦整理,备用药品的方子也是他给的,多谢!!这家伙不想整那一大堆东西,不时嘻哈着两边房间视查,看大家都整的差不多了,才不得已地把自己那份也整了。采买的无人区备用20斤大米,大部分都被他塞进驮包了,连保温壶都塞满了! 青蛙:曾经是8年野战军的老兵,很有战斗力,体力好 心态好 dao嘴豆腐心,有时象英勇的战士有时却象个稚气未脱的孩子。大家的20个气罐,被他大包大揽地绑在车后,后来绑完看着那高耸的李行,向日葵色板官方三个无言…… 能干的青蛙在搓绳子,以应付那过于庞大的行李堆(青蛙面前,戊名的驮包已装整齐了,蛙哥的行李却还一大堆在窗根等绳子捆): 我只能自保,负担了自己的所有物资后加负了三个气罐。其它公用物资他们三个男士全包了。无言以谢。 背后那片建筑,是喀什的老城区: 喀什的公交车让向日葵色板官方大开眼界---- 竟然会按一个个详细地点送客到家!(没事闲逛还好,有事公交坐不得,太费时间)。所以向日葵色板官方三个从机场晃到酒店用时颇久,青蛙在酒店等向日葵色板官方等得都睡着了。 D1:4月28日,晴,喀什--英吉沙 ,全程柏油,骑行73km。 2011年4月28日,向日葵色板官方开始骑行的日子。 原计划从叶城G219 零公里处开始骑,后来大家整理完,看着那大大的行李包,一致决定从喀什开始骑。不论是队员之间、还是车、行李都需要磨合。 今天的骑行并不多,从喀什到英吉沙,70km的路(码表实际显示73km)。所以大家慢悠悠吃完早饭,又把昨天打包精减出来的行李到邮局寄走,11点半,才开骑。 喀什的如家酒店门外,四匹战马一溜排开,整装待发: 一路行来,照片繁多,除自己拍的,还有青蛙、好人锅、以及后来邂逅的袁鹏、五位自驾兄长等人所拍,恕不一一注,谢了! 戊名秀一个:好人锅也来秀一下:青蛙那一刻的片片竟然找不到,汗。 上315国道: 向英吉沙进军: 在路上,向日葵色板官方将生命绽放: 中午,新彊戈壁的地表温度有35--37度,很热。来这里前一周刚做过一个小手术(没跟队友们讲怕他们担心),有个把月没碰过车了,骑的有点累。晒的很厉害,发现之前怕太热而备用的网眼手套抗不住晒,手背都被晒得又疼又红了,青蛙把他的备用白线手套让我换上。 骑啊骑,又热又渴又累,突然发现一处小卖店,竟然还有绿色的树几棵,四人狂奔过去,乘凉、补水: 回复 军行天下 的帖子啊??我这里看到的图片,挺小。 第一次发贴,很多不太会操作,谅!我试试改 午饭在一小镇吃,青菜拉条子,份足味美价廉,可惜四人只顾说笑闹腾,忘了拍照。 烤羊肉串:卖相好,味道也不错。不过肉不是我的强项,一串便足矣。后来每人一个的羊肉包子,也贡献给了好人锅。 看到传说中的缸子肉(当时酷热,没食欲,更不知那就是大名鼎鼎的“缸子肉”。后来自驾大北线,与几位兄弟在阿里吃到,才知道。其貌不扬,但甚是美味!): 摆一张吧,骑了大半天了,挺累挺闷的。可怜好人锅,总是在为向日葵色板官方拍照,这一路摄影他最辛苦: 傍晚,英吉沙到了: 向日葵色板官方住了天府宾馆。本想宿县委宾馆,但有山东援藏的一大帮人包住,满了。 晚饭男生们一致提议不吃拉条子了,要吃川菜。呵呵这还没几天呢,就受不了啦。我倒无所谓,食物对我来说,挑剔极少。 这天晚上,听了青蛙的故事。很意外…… 今日亮点:出发前,好人锅因为我不肯听他的话好好吃药,大为光火。可是象锅那样没病也大把的吃药,让我和青蛙大为惊讶!什么“十全大补丸、六味地黄丸、板蓝根、21金维它……” 适当维生素补充还能接受,其它的药,对我这个平时极少用药的人,真是吃不下。为此锅很不高兴,拉着脸半天不搭理我。后来又训我“看你脸色腊黄的,一看就知道气血不足、营养不良!还不好好吃药,哼!”我哭笑不得,这只可恼又可爱的锅。他的口头禅就是:“没事就吃药哎”。戊名是好人锅的忠实听众,跟着大把吃药。青蛙则我行我素,几乎不吃药。 骑行新藏线,需要如此药补???不过,好人锅昨天晚上训我,让我出发前把他列出的药品清单补全,倒是真训对了。有两味药,后来还真救了我的急。 骑行新藏线,药品是应该备齐全点。 D2:4月29日,英吉沙--莎车,晴转大沙尘暴,戊名码表计算里程133公里,总耗时约12小时.骑行第二天,状态很差的一天。 今天的目的地是莎车,计划行程130km(实际码表显示近133km)。大家早早起床,洗漱早饭后准备出发,但戊名找不到宝贝香烟,要开拔了好人锅又死活找不见墨镜。折腾到9点也没找见,向日葵色板官方只得载着大驮包跟着好人锅满大街转想找个卖眼镜的店另买一副,可惜都没开门营业。他备用的那副又在驮包里面层层围困不好拿出。这个天府宾馆真是有问哦。眼看日已高升,今天路程还不少,惦着早出发早歇脚,于是停车从驮包里翻腾出自己的备用墨镜给锅,催他快出发。 四人依次排开,列队而行。我和戊名骑行在前,后来骑着骑着,拐个弯发现后面那俩人不见了!与戊名下车等,久候方至,原来好人锅看到了英吉莎的小 dao铺子,与青蛙挑选刀去了。当然也帮我和戊名各挑了一把。话说这英吉沙县位于新疆 塔里木盆地西部边缘,是著名的“中国小 dao之乡”也是“中国色买提杏之乡”、“中国达瓦孜之乡”。新疆有四大名刀,即英吉沙工艺小 刀、伊犁沙木萨克折dao、焉耆陈正套刀和莎车买买提折dao。 英雄爱宝刀,既然他俩是寻刀而去,回来还不忘我和戊名的份,嘿嘿,等就等了,这种等待可以有哈!等久点也没关系。反正出来是旅行,不是单纯为了傻骑车,这种民族特色的东西,早该好好品味一番,若不是时间限制,团队限制,估计我早跑去刀铺晃荡了…… 美滋滋地收好青蛙给的精美小 dao,这回我不傻往前冲了,省得有好玩的又落下,咱压阵!不紧不慢骑在队伍后面,和青蛙天南海北乱侃着,青蛙同学得了好刀也一路心花怒放的,不时还来点音乐,乐声下仍不忘刀长刀短的。不知不觉骑出老远 闲等两位寻宝刀的英雄时,给自己的坐骑留一张:此时它尚容光焕发,往后长路漫漫不知它会沧桑成何等模样啊 途经小店补水,此时四人尚衣帽光鲜、容光焕发,不久便一个个灰头土脸无一幸免了。 难得的一张全体合影:(看此时那特意选的宽松 速干裤在腿上直打晃荡,哪里想到半个月后竟然浮种到腿塞不进裤子,唉,失算呀!满以为骑新藏线会越骑越瘦身材更苗条,哪承想还有肥肿的象个非洲阿巴桑那一出!哈哈,好笑)民族团结,与维族朋友合张: 继续前行,到中午3点那阵(相当于北京时间1点左右,有2小时的时差)又困又累,越骑越觉得腿软,膝盖越来越痛,看好人锅、戊名早已护膝上腿,顾不得热捂,赶紧也把两副厚厚的护膝带上。路那么漫长无尽头、太阳那么晒、PP磨得好痛怎么骑都难受…… 青蛙本来是个骑行高手,让他这样慢悠悠地晒在大太阳下陪我,陪得他简直崩溃。于是换戊名来跟在我身后收尾,肯定跟的也很难受。虽然他俩都没说,但感觉到那种收队的痛苦,奈何俺那阵子就是蹬不动车,速度怎么也提不上来,还老想打盹瞌睡。 熬啊熬,总算到了克孜勒库尔干乡,吃午饭,借机缓一缓。发现维族人其实很爱干净,小小乡间餐厅卫生也蛮不错。 羊肉揪面片:(饭菜的片片,多出自好人锅和青蛙之手,俺是极少拍滴,只顾吃了嘿嘿) 饭后再往前骑不久,天色渐变,阳光没了,天空灰起来: 天更灰蒙,风大、沙重了,沙尘暴渐露狰狞: 大沙尘暴来了! 风越来越大,沙土满天飞,天空已成灰黄色,能见度不足百米,车辆都开着警示灯或大灯通行。青蛙看时间也不早了,行军速度太慢照此下去天黑前到不了目的地,于是发狠话:“20公里休息一次!不能再象前段那样每小时休息一次了。”言毕青蛙窜出去追好人锅和戊名去了,三个男生狂飙而去很快不见踪影,把我扔在后面也不管了(其实现在想来,是该这么扔一下,否则我还是不长进),之前跟我说的 什么二人小组 不抛弃不放弃也不执行了,任我独自在漫漫黄沙 天昏地暗中苦苦挣扎。从未带着大驮包骑行过的我,感觉那大大的驮包太重了,简直象个大称砣一样拖在身后!行李象背山越载越重,车蹬的几乎耗尽腿上所有力气,狂风刮得我脑子里呼呼轰鸣,四周一片迷茫不见天日。我拼力蹬啊蹬啊……身体很累,脑瓜却不停地东想西想 胡思乱想,思想这东西有时候真是害人。 等熬到到100公里4人汇合休息时,风沙略减,但大家还是不敢摘掉面巾,一张嘴说话嘴里就跑进沙子磕着牙,满鼻子的沙土味。籍着帽子面巾遮掩,不觉间泪湿蒙面围巾。一直低着头不出声,以为籍着帽沿蒙面围巾遮掩没人知道自己哭了,却还是被锅发现了。他坐来旁边,碰碰我的脚,平时一直吊儿浪当、冷嘲热讽的腔调突然变的很和气了:“姑娘,累了吧?围巾都湿了??没关系,慢慢骑,别心急……”心里一热,赶紧掩饰地笑笑,朗声答:“没事!放心吧。风沙太大迷眼了。”再望望四周,依旧漫天狂风大沙、昏天黑地,自己一个人孤零零漂在千里之外,与初识的三个陌生人累死累活行走在这异域边彊,累了痛了难过了都无从说,只能忍忍忍!想着突然悲从中来,不出声可眼泪刷刷流的更厉害,嘴唇快咬破了也止不住。车子加上大驮包 还是抵不住大风,被吹翻在地,也顾不上管,只是低着头流泪。三个男生被吓住了,不敢多说。青蛙过来跟我说话,我小心眼地恼着他,也不搭理。他只好默默地帮我扶起车子放好,坐在一边,不时扭头看过来 车子被大风吹倒了俺也不去管,只顾翘着二郞腿掉豆豆,青蛙去扶起俺可怜的战马:(当时不知坏心肝的锅竟然在偷拍此景,臭小子) 哭了一阵,感觉轻松多啦,大家也准备继续前行,还有40km路要赶,此时天已快黑。起身推起车子翻身骑上就往前冲,这一停一哭,倒把力气哭出来了。可能不适应期也过了,蹬的飞快,一路竟然3*6甚至3*7狂冲,把三个男生远远甩在后面。青蛙气喘喘地赶上来,跟我说话我还是不想出声,又很快超过自行远去,一个人在千里之外的大风沙中想东想西,边骑边哭……现在回想,惭愧又好笑,但当时却怎么也转不过弯来。 于是这剩下的40km,就在我的狂蹬中顺利结束---莎车 到了!晚上21点许,比预计的提前了一个多小时。 事实证明,当时青蛙的决策是完全正确的。否则向日葵色板官方还不知要在黑夜中的沙尘暴里苦累到什么时候才能歇下,更甚者那种天气夜晚行车危险因素多多。 事实还证明,人都是有潜力的,需要适当激发。熬过那100公里,后面的40公里俺竟然载着大驮包骑的飞快ye!呵呵 莎车到了:(坐会吧,骑累了也哭累了) 这天,对每个队员都是一个适应吧,载重、大沙尘暴,一个个象土人似的折腾了一整天。入住好人锅早打听好的 德隆大酒店,条件很是不错,惜无电梯,一楼亦无房,只好把车连驮包一起扛上二楼去---青蛙是主力军。 事后青蛙哥讲:骑车没骑累,那几趟扛车可是真累趴了!呵呵大伙一致提议出去喝一杯,犒劳一下大沙尘暴。 今天骑行约8小时,从出发到入住总耗时12小时。今日亮点:1、大驮包+大戈壁+大沙尘暴,别样味道、别样体验。 2、漫天狂风沙中,边哭边骑,回想真好笑。 自己的摊子还是自己收吧。自那一哭后,开始发飙,结伴同骑的13天每骑必在前,不再落后拖大家。 回复 心灵孤旅 的帖子曾与好人锅同行半个月,后来的流浪日子,便是自己独行乱闯了,见笑 到莎车已是暮色深沉,人困马乏并未夜游,第二天一早又急着赶路,也未能将她的芳容细赏,留下遗憾,给下次再去一个借口吧。 莎车县居住着莎车古国先民的后裔,他们注定与音符有关,与木卡姆结缘。因为有河的存在;也因为有沉默巍峨的喀喇昆仑山,河、山、平原、峡谷这些刚烈的灵魂与柔弱的水交织在一起,就有了木卡姆与阿曼尼沙汗怀抱的那把都塔尔。在莎车有名的十二木卡姆广场,矗立着这位酷爱音乐、拯救木卡姆命运的传奇女子阿曼尼沙汗的雕像,它已经成为一种象征,也是莎车县的地性建筑。莎车在年轮奏响的序曲里,拖拽着叶尔羌汗国的灵动音符,哪怕在莎车缓慢地踱一会步,隐约而又清晰的“十二木卡姆”曲调随时都会传入耳膜。 深夜,窗外依旧有音符飞扬着,使人们有恍若隔世的感觉。 洗去沙尘躺在床上,我早忘了白天的苦痛,又沉浸在对明天旅程的期盼中。一如 诗人纳瓦依所作:“芳容乍睹,就使我一见倾心;做你情人,无疑灾难缠身。多少次我决心对你断绝痴念,可日复一日对你更为痴心(节选自十二木卡姆第二套.小赛勒克)。 ”是呵,对于旅行,我又何尝不是一见倾心,爱到极深;虽然时有苦痛缠身,却,日复一日,对它更加痴心…… D3:4月30日,莎车--叶城,晴,沙尘暴转小有风,今天实际骑行戊名码表计骑行74公里 从莎车到叶城的骑行,相比昨天轻松多了。 四个人睡到自然醒,起来看天,沙尘暴转小,也没什么大逆风,由莎车县至泽普县再至叶城县仅约70公里,全程柏油,海拔较平无大幅上升下降,大家心里都很轻松。磨蹭到上午近10点才吃好早餐,好人锅宣布再睡个回笼觉!我和青蛙睡不着便开始整行李,鉴于我昨天的表现,青蛙不声不响拿走了我缚在驮包外的帐篷和3个气罐,至此,20个备用气罐全在青蛙的车上载着。没过几天翻达坂的时候,青蛙又把我的备用外胎绑在了他的高高的一堆行李上。帐篷和外胎这一绑,就帮我载到了阿里!四个人里,经常和我吵架拌嘴甚至翻脸的是青蛙,但帮我最多的,也是青蛙。 四人不紧不慢 一番磨蹭直至12点半光景才出发。自昨日那一场大风沙,那一哭后,俺气力大发,一路3·7档位甚至3·8档位骑过来,很少变换其它档位,真有‘风飞扬’之势哈,害的戊名他们狂追不及,又不放心我一人跑在前,冲我叫停了好几次!(当然俺也知道长途骑行这种骑法不可取,偶尔为之吧) 先经泽普县,再到叶城: 初时尚有小风沙迷漫 : 后来便晴空万里了: 泽普到了:([]
世界上哪有什么意义可讲,只不过是从前的经历拼凑的一个幻想罢了,选择一段未知的路,希望和彼时的自己达成和解。记忆很短,故事很长。而那些已经或是正在发生的所有,就是此行的意义:在8000米级雪山环绕的地方,拥抱70多岁的老太,感叹50年后的自己肯定做不来这种事...坐在博卡拉老城区的大马路上,和一群老太太悠闲地看车来人往...在错愕和惊叹中遭遇了拉萨城几十年最大的一场雪,依然有信徒围着大昭寺磕长头...一出贡嘎机场就搭上了加央卓玛家的便车,彼时距离上次徒搭318一年十个月...在错愕和惊叹中遭遇了拉萨城几十年最大的一场雪,依然有信徒围着大昭寺磕长头...和风哥等人,坐在隐匿于布宫附近的洞穴藏餐馆+DMMT夜聊:你为什么来拉萨...被东北大哥用电摩送到日喀则城西318国道口,在4907段搭上去往樟木的大巴...入境后,和一伙人拼车讨价还价的同时,还在拼命纠正自己的语法...在汽车站乘上加都到博卡拉的夜班车,临发车时大巴上只有自己一个乘客时的恐惧...在距离Banthanti十多分钟的河沟里光手捡石头,堆起一个新年快乐的“玛尼堆”...和所有的遇见,念叨Namaste,然后在不经意的拐弯处又再次相逢...同天遭遇两次”大雨+冰雹+雷电“的状况下赶到Chhomrong,只为越过时差打电话问过年好...和龙哥,阿文除夕夜围坐在火堆旁,边烤袜子手套,边分享同杯尼泊尔的Local Wine...在8000米级雪山环绕的地方,拥抱70多岁的老太,感叹50年后的自己肯定做不来这种事...到达ABC时的路上,仰起头肆意享受喜马拉雅的日光,于是被烤焦...坐在博卡拉老城区的大马路上,和一群老太太悠闲地看车来人往...在贾纳克普尔(尼泊尔 8231; 印度边境城市)遇上三人,被Shailendra乘上夜巴送到加都...在斯瓦扬布纳特寺终于看见心系已久的慧眼,透过围巾感受恩泽四方的神圣...经历黑白颠倒,看到藏区的第一眼桃花,安静的像全世界都开满笑颜...穿过色拉寺层层白墙,却终究驻足在一盏万人延续香火的油灯前...等辩经的间隙,和一个汉话很好的藏族大妈闲聊,临走前被赠与糖果...回程路上,用一列火车的时间反复回忆所有,最惦念某个原本的单纯...前序:有些开始,注定以,拒绝,为原点向右无限延伸。《朝圣之路》里有这样的对白:Why he was alone? (为什么他是一个人?)The way is a very perisonal journey.(这段旅程是非常自我的。)一个人?素心。直面。暂离固有的生活圈子,来到完全陌生的国度,随意支配时间,或走或停,坦然地接受一切遇见,没有计较没有迁就没有终点,只是想,在路上,和这个世界平和相处,和真实的内心赤裸相对,我就是我。再次听了,在DMMT夜聊时的录音:有人因为追随信仰,有人因为寻求改变,而自己讲了很多所谓的“意义”,时隔数天,连自己都不再认同,就像当初遥望着松赞林,却义无反顾地走上了318,时刻在变。每条路都有自己的属性,当你和他一旦产生关系,其中的感受一定是独立的。如果不是自己亲眼看到,你真的会以为,世界就只是他想给你展示的那样。是吗?不是。我的世界没有穷8231; 游,尽管我会住青旅,偶尔吃泡面,乘坐当地的交通车,也会一个人走夜路,我只是在用最适合自己的方式去到最想看的风景,在生命的夹缝中努力坚持自己想走的路,把时间给所有的经历,把真心给最重要的人,把自己给这样的世界。看到的,听到的,感受到的,都是我的。只要你敢向前踏出一步,全世界都会为你让路。如丧青春,行走依然。Hi,很想把你写进故事里,可那种逆流而上无条件的好,怎能是文字可以御驾的,很多Gentle的细节,让我从内心记住这个人。感谢你所关照的一切。虽然只知道名字,已足够。你特意买给我的红牛,最终没有带回中国,连同记忆一起丢在了通往贾纳克普尔的夜巴上。关于你,故事很短,记忆很长。因为,最原本的单纯。Day -1: Feb.11 晴?阴(记不太清)? 西安这一次真的是毫无防备的,想走就走了,也不过是在临行前一个月确定开始准备的。最直接的导火索是东梁,费尽力气拔高上去,却发现自己已然慌乱到跟随众人的脚步,只拼命地走路,其它完全被丢在身后,下山后,其实心里很空,那种失落感,彻底打败了我。不是个功利的人,可是很多时候却在人潮中,不得已被拥挤向前,既没有达成别人的目,也迷乱了自己的方向,就好像拿着别人的地图努力地找自己的路,远远大于得不到的痛。我很喜欢现在的工作,至少很让我有燃烧感,但是,每天用不同的瓶子盛装他人的心情,久之,也会疲惫,因为花在上边的心思,只有自己知道,而不断地只输出不输进,势必会枯萎。于是,我想换个心情,决定走出去看看。这一天,还被各种事情拖挂着,公事私事,还要在夹缝中挤出时间来照顾自己,竟然会走神。这大概也算是黑暗前黎明的某部分吧,我接受。晚上,聚会,BS问了一个他认为比较私人的问:你是不是富二代?哈哈,当场被笑了:我不是,我很穷。我只是在自己能力范围内,随意地界定自己的人生,就连行程单也做的极其简略,这大概就是射手的特质吧。然后,给自己买了一份户外险,一个人,不知道前路有什么,也不知道会发生什么事,但选择行为,承担后果,如果真有万一,那自己预先支付部分也算是爱身边的人吧(以前我不会这样做)。这,是成长。Day 1: Feb.12 晴 西安→拉萨几乎是,一放假,就奔离机场,连回家的机会都没给,虽然这次是真的给家人都汇报了,自己要去远行并且得到恩准。却在前几天的一个电话里突然就难过,因为不能在家过春节,就提前打钱回去让妈给家里添个菜:不要嫌少。于是,就被喷了,她当然不会在乎钱的多少。可是,我,竟然开始用钱来平衡感情了,我知道她最想要什么,却一时给不了,谁让我是崇尚自由的射手女呢!早起,忙忙乱。赶到机场大巴停靠点时,却被无情拒载,原因是这车赶不上11点的飞机,噢,忘了今天是还是工(da)作(du)日(che)了。怎么办?怎么办?然后就被叫去拼了个的士,刚好差我一位,赶往机场的路上,看着窗外太阳初升,觉得一切美好的恰到好处,而我的运气总是好那么一丁点。因为到的实在是早,只能在航站楼外随便拍拍了。这个航空公司的向日葵视频色板APP官网还是OK的,不过,拜托你们能把机窗玻璃擦擦干净么。基本一飞离西北偏中地区,窗外,就是蓝天+白云+雪山的组合了,尤其是经过的甘霞地貌,自然是神奇的,不管哪个角度,它都是无可比拟的。因为要飞三个多小时,实在无聊,不觉就和邻座的藏妹-加央卓玛聊了起来,反正就是各种的话各种的不停,她很厉害,基本大学就在内地上了,然后又自己玩了很多地方,这次是来咸阳进修的。要知道其实,很多藏人是不愿意离开自己家乡的,就像雄鹰不会轻易离开蓝天,那是他们自由的归属。得知我也是去拉萨,就被恩允了搭她们家的便车,虽然曾在藏区搭车无数,而此刻却觉得很不好意思,但又欣喜无限,要知道,这里曾是从前梦想终止的地方,而今却是再次续航的新起点,而被搭车,再次把我完全推向了前路。因为她们的目的地是在拉萨城边的堆龙县,我就在离拉萨20多分钟大巴路程的公交站等车,下车后发现,身上一点零钱都没有,于是想等卓玛家车走了,会附近换零钱,看车来了,我也没走,她就问我:怎么了。我就说:我等会去换个钱。然后,然后,她就从车窗给我几个一块,我一再强调不用(搭车已足够,怎能还要车费),不过她很坚持,于是抽了一块,并再次表示感谢。我,不属于这里,但依旧是受欢迎的,谢谢首见礼,拉萨!谢谢加央卓玛!追着记忆,找着今时的路,终是不记得曾经了,七拐八绕,到达了客栈,大门紧闭,于是拨电话也不嫌麻烦,就习惯这家。卸下行李,就大昭寺了。为什么住在大昭寺附近呢?总觉得大昭寺给人的感觉相对(布宫)亲近,可以随时跟着转经的人潮淹没其中,可以随时消失在某个拐角,可以随时坐下来瞻仰佛光,就这样任性地看光影流白,像一幅古老的画。转经一圈,坐下来,很自然地就和身边的人聊起来。已经忘记了他的名字,大概记得关注他的故事:说是小时候被弃,过来寻亲,很久,未果,他的根在西藏。不多做评断,只想说:经历只是人生的一部分,如果死守,那么枯萎的就是明天。我们无法选择开始,但怎么活,就是自己的事了。不是不重要,是有人更值得珍惜。记得我走时的话吗?不放弃,也放弃。还是先安顿好自己的生存吧:别人帮你是他仁慈,不帮你是常理,你是个成人,应该学会照顾自己。喜欢大昭寺周围的场,对,就是,场。焚香的静,转经的诚,脚步的长,心情的短,一切不干净,一旦进入有效场区,就会自然从胸口溢出,化成烟,散了。习惯低眉,久了,竟然不知道,原来仰起头的瞬间,是如此的肃穆,有经文在绕。我知道,有一盏灯,一定通往这里:木如宁巴。已不复从前,其实很怕再次走进这里,因为,虔诚,静寂的让我心生恐怖。信,是这个世界,最强大的力量,即使面对黑暗,它也会轻易将夜撕开一个口子,于是,黎明便来到了。不知道,我一回头,有没有人站在我身后,而此时,我就这么静静地看着你背影,希望你早点回家,因为,有人在等你...不知道是前两晚没休息好(都是凌晨2点睡的),还是真的飞过来有丁点头疼,本想去喝甜茶,考虑太晚,直接拎了罐青稞酒,喝点当地的东西,比喝药管用。当然,真正的青稞酒一定要去家里喝,就要那种散装的,很酸甜,反正我是喜欢的。补个梗吧:在大昭寺门口坐的时候,有个小女孩跑出来跟我要钱,直接拒绝,死缠了很久,无果,终究自己离开。说说我不给的原因吧:他们原本单纯可爱,是向日葵色板官方的仁慈,毁了这一切,世故,心计,纠缠,小小年纪就要承受这些扭曲,也是我不想看到的。小孩是评测一方世界的尺,没有绝对的对错,但是我有权作出选择,坚持我所认为的对。我是这样的人:如果我觉得没道理,你越坚定,我就越拒绝。这是典型的射手,遇强变强。Day 2: Feb.13 大雪→晴 拉萨一定是,昨晚转经时,没祈祷今天的好天气,于是,清晨6点多,站在客栈的3楼,看到地上积了厚厚一层雪,有种已经筑建好的世界坍塌的感觉,因为我已订好车,下午直奔樟木,就连证也是提前好的。而现在,我只好先出门。打电话给订车方,对方还在熟睡,迷糊中,听到了下雪了,自己也无法确认今天行车是否正常,需要联系樟木才能给我回复,车子到底能不能走。彼时的心情,无以言说。可是当我趁着半夜色走到这里时,已然被触动。地上的雪至少80mm厚,依然有很多人来转经,甚至,还有人磕长头。雪真的很大,我已无法直接将镜头露在外边拍照,因为就一张照片的时间,它会落满雪,我会心疼,只好给它罩个羽绒服的袋子。我偏离人行的轨迹,踩雪走到边上的一个ATM机亭里(我怎么会说是怕相机进水了)。脚印有多深,雪就有多厚,我的高帮是直接陷下去的。大昭寺的另一侧,已经排了长长的队,我不知道有多早,但似乎每个人都在耐心地等着,等着朝拜,等着救赎,等着天亮。每个人对“在路上”都有不同的界定。而我认为:我在原有的生活里同样可以睡懒觉,可以吃得好,行得好,既然换了一种方式来看世界,是不是就该更珍惜:早起看看无人的街头,随便走进一家藏面馆,微笑之后说扎西德勒,手机扔掉都可以,但相机一定要保持三分电,也时常对他人说,如果你想看到不一样的,至少你要做的不一样。换一种模式,会不会比较不一样,虽然清爽,但完全感受不到雪花在落下。([]
我之萌生去尼泊尔的想法,源于2010年的走阿里环线的路上。回来后就开始埋头查找资料、做攻略、约伴、订出行计划……。找了N个理由,说服自己把尼泊尔列入了优先考虑的长线旅游目的地。到2011年9月2日拟定中的出发日期来临,却没能如愿拿到车票,晕!于是当机立断,比照之前不多、天使预定的5号飞拉萨机票的大体时间,向日葵色板官方也订下了三张9月5日经重庆中转飞拉萨的机票,打算从陆路进入尼泊尔。尘埃落定,尼泊尔:我终于可以成行了!向日葵色板官方的行程D1.长沙(飞机)---重庆---拉萨D2-- D3. 拉萨(尼泊尔驻拉萨领事馆申请证)D4.拉萨(包车)---樟木D5.樟木(包车)---加德满都D6.加德满都(大巴)---博卡拉D7.博卡拉(包车)-- Nayapool(徒步)---UllereD8.Ullere(徒步)---GhorepantD9.Ghorepant(徒步)---Poonhill--- Ghorepant---GhandrukD10. Ghandruk(徒步)--- Nayapool(大巴)---博卡拉D11. 博卡拉停留D12. 博卡拉(小飞机)---加德满都D13—D16. 加都停留(包括加都谷地三古都:加德满都、帕坦、巴德岗)D17. 加德满都(包车)---樟木(包车)---拉萨D18—D20. 拉萨停留D21—D23. 拉萨(火车)---长沙 一、长驱直入尼泊尔 芳姐的临时加入,使得最后由不多、天使、芳姐、康贝莎、葬沙和笔者等六人组成的小分队分别于5号和7号搭乘三个不同的航班先后抵达拉萨。有幸得到在拉萨工作的湖南老乡小周等人的热情接待,让向日葵色板官方有了平生第一次身披洁白哈达的殊荣,安排的住宿地又恰巧就在罗布林卡附近,离尼泊尔驻拉萨领事馆步行仅5分钟的距离,为向日葵色板官方提供了极大的便利。 尼泊尔的证相对比较容易和简单,这一点最是可爱:不用预约,头天上午填好表,一并交上护照及相应的费用(15天行程175元,30天行程280元),第二天下午一般就可以顺利拿到证。于是乎,向日葵色板官方6号上午排一次长长的队交上了护照,7号下午又排一次长长的队取回了护照。 尽管领事馆要求交证取证都必须本人亲历亲为,但因为芳姐要7号下午才能到达,为了不影响既定的行程,向日葵色板官方按在领事馆前排队时道听途说得来的方法,稍微灵活运作了一下,这样六个人的护照同一天都好了,看来有一句话确实是放之四海而皆准的:所有的外国人长得都是一个样! 接下来就是找车。领事馆门前聚集着三三两两揽客去樟木的掮客,向日葵色板官方在排队等待取证的时候本已以300元一人初步定了个车,但当向日葵色板官方取证后再电话联系准备敲定出发时间的时候,居然被放了鸽子。呵呵,还来得及重新找车。这次以400元一人定下了一台车,然而到了晚上,又被要求加价到450元一人。退而让之,只得应允,一切固然当以明天能再出发为大局! 9月8日早七点,藏族司机边巴的华晨金杯商务车带上向日葵色板官方六个人及六个大包还有若干小包离开拉萨,前往国道318的终端樟木。还是这熟悉的道路,路况比较去年又好了不少,不过因为限速,向日葵色板官方的车开得并不快,经过14小时近800公里的奔波,晚上9;15分向日葵色板官方到达樟木。利用吃饭的当口,每人按自己的需要,以112.73的汇率换了至少3000人民币的尼泊尔卢比,至此,看来一切都准备妥当了。 晚上不知什么时候下起了大雨,溪流无休止的哗哗声夹着雨滴或急或缓的淅沥声构成了美妙的和弦音。待至天明雨已消停,但见被参天古木包围着的樟木小镇让轻薄的白云随意缭绕,潮湿的空气中飘忽着不知名植物淡淡的清香,沁人心脾。一切都如此和谐,但很快,窄小街道的宁静开始被早起游客的脚步声快门声还有惊叹声打破…… 早九点,约好的小巴以每人10元的价格拉向日葵色板官方下到了山下的口岸,等候过境的游客已在自觉排队,妙的是在出境大厅待检的过程中,向日葵色板官方就被尼方揽客去加都的掮客盯上,也好,省得过境后再临时去找车,很快向日葵色板官方按6个人共4000卢比谈妥了价格。好在出境的国人手续相对简单,不用填表但验证却是非常严格的,开包检查那是必须的!经过友谊桥进入尼方口岸,在闹哄哄的矮小入境办公房内又是一番折腾,然而应该说是非常顺利的,并没遭受传说中的尼方海关人员的刁难和勒索,于是在北京时间1130分,向日葵色板官方一行登上了印度产的TATA小面包车,开始了13天尼泊尔的奇妙旅程。 因为证,首先得在拉萨停留两天,近在咫尺的罗布林卡广场美景当然不会错过又一次行走在熟悉的国道318上,看看这云像什么?丰收的景色路边的格桑花开得真旺站在5248米海拔的嘉措拉山口,已经可以清晰地看到喜马拉雅的群峰2 g" 一路的艰辛顷刻化为过眼烟云先给自己秀一把一处废墟在阳光下展示它历经沧桑的落寞的美!& 藏羚羊在它们世世代代的家园自由自在地生活半山腰上的樟木小镇一早下到口岸,排队等待过境期待的兴奋挂在脸上顺利进入尼境,和一名尼方海关官员同挤在去加德满都的TATA车副驾驶座上很快,他们成了向日葵色板官方的第一批尼泊尔朋友!这拉风的镜头在国内可难得一见 二、穿越安娜普尔娜的苦与乐 尼泊尔有上百条行山路线,而Annapurna Base Camp 安娜普尔娜大本营(简称ABC)是尼泊尔最时尚的行山线路。这种百分百成熟的徒步线路根本无需攻略和向导,主干线上想要故意迷路也是很困难的。山上遍布旅馆和各类服务设施,甚至还有温泉池,非常舒适安全,还颇有些小资情调。根据所做的功课,为此,我的计划是选择8天徒步安娜普尔娜大环线。 然而到达博卡拉后,不多和天使立马被那里的湖光山色迷住,于是选择了在博卡拉发呆,剩下的四个人多倾向于4天的安娜普尔娜小环线,加上来自北京的老岳和小卢,徒步行山还是六个人。办理登山证环保证、请背夫、包车,所有事务都委托给了燕巢旅舍的女老板燕子,多花了点银子而省了东跑西颠的劳顿和大把的时间。 根据燕子的建议,我们四天的徒步行山安排是: D1.从博卡拉包车至徒步起点Nayapool后,按顺时针方向,上升近千米,徒步到Ullere(海拔1960米); D2.从Ullere徒步至Ghorepant(海拔2860米); D3。从Ghorapant徒步至Poonhill(海拔3210米),然后返回Ghorapant,再下到Ghandruk(海拔1940米); D4.从Ghandyuk徒步至起点Nayapool再乘车返回博卡拉。1.徒步第一天 显而易见,第一天和第三天的路途较远任务将比较艰巨。登山证环保证到手已经是加都时间上午11;00,出发! 从博卡拉到徒步起点Nayapool约一小时车程。进山之后,在接下来的几天里,向日葵色板官方将处于一个没有任何机动车、完全原生态和相对开放的世界。 在经过了几个小村庄后,从缓坡、泥石流滑坡路段,到较陡的山坡、以及据称有3000级台阶的山岗,随着体能的逐步消耗,徒步的强度也越来越大。背负的相机包虽然只有10几斤,却感觉拉着我直往后坠。当太阳西下的时候,向日葵色板官方离营地仍有需步步登高的约两小时距离! 晚归的小鸟在树上叽叽喳喳,和着草丛中的虫鸣为向日葵色板官方鼓劲加油,无奈大腿以下一阵疼痛一阵麻木,大有不听指挥无法支撑自己的驱体之势,只得一次次停下来休息,想方设法补充能量,咬紧牙关挪步前行。 就在此时,安娜普尔娜山区最大最圆最美最亮的一轮明月如同小太阳般从身后的山脊上跳了出来,亮晃晃地刺人眼球,月光像水银一样洒在树上,洒在地上,洒在向日葵色板官方身上,照亮了向日葵色板官方前行的石阶山路。呵呵,今天是中国的农历八月十四,明天就是中秋节了呢! “燕子答应给向日葵色板官方一个杭州月饼大家分了吃的,可惜走的时候都忘了。”不知谁说了一句。 “明天我们买一只真正的走地鸡自己做了吃吧!”马上有人提议。 或许是明天那只不知还在何方的美味走地鸡刺激我的味觉神经的同时,也给我提前带来了能量,我们互相提醒催促,加快步伐,在体能透支,几近虚脱之时,晚830分,向日葵色板官方到达了Ullere。和中国西藏、印度、不丹一样,尼泊尔也是一个生殖崇拜的国家。幸福的一家兄和弟如果你懂尼泊尔语,加入这聊天的行列一定很有趣看来山里人的头\颈部都是相当有耐力的丰收的另一景象徒步第一天的暑热难耐!([]
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