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西沙群岛,那片遥远的海疆,从儿时的电影、课文中就出现的美丽海域,终于成为了眼前触手可及的美景。经历了往返近48个小时的骇浪颠簸、晕船呕吐,当我庆幸终于离开不停摇动的甲板,踏上陆地时,却发现自己竟然不适应在陆地上行走,深一脚浅一脚,仿佛还停留在船上的状态。西沙群岛所有的美景、淳朴的渔民,都让我如此陶醉,如此留恋!这次的旅行非同寻常,刻骨铭心,醉生梦死,西沙的一切都让我中毒太深,据说解药藏在西沙的那些海岛上,看来,西沙还得再去一次,再去一次啊!像往常一样,从这个叫做北京的地方飞向美丽的海南岛,这次与以往任何一次旅行都不一样,将要乘坐一种叫做船的家伙出海,听说还是木制的渔船,兴奋、开心、好奇、纠结、忐忑,等等一并袭来,组成了一支出发进行曲,在沐浴着晨光的心间来回荡漾。南航的A380,传说中的巨无霸,绝对比麦当劳里的那个有型,身披金光,霸气十足!可惜了,这不是飞海南的,我乘坐的A330,比起这个家伙,寒酸啊!登机就睡觉,惯例!眼睛一闭、一睁,还是在天上,再一闭、一睁,海南岛到了!4月的海口已然湿热无比,吹着微微的海风,晃晃悠悠来到了市区。05年至今来过海南五六趟,海口几乎没有任何变化,交通依然混乱不堪,只是原来满大街的摩托车变成了清一色的电瓶车,在大街小巷横冲直闯,真是佩服海南人的车技和耐心!吃,旅行的一个永恒主!文昌鸡、东山羊、加积鸭、和乐蟹号称海南四大美食,均已尝遍。海口街头巷口那些本地人光顾的大排档才是真正的美食聚集地,简单挑几张这次吃过的东东,出海之前吃饱喝足,到时候晕船呕吐才有体力啊!正,正,扯了半天都跑,出海的时刻即将到来!夜色中的港口一片祥和,殊不知再过1个时辰,待到风高月夜之时,我等将随船潜入夜,悄悄向西沙海域进发!深夜23时左右,船只出发了,如果一切顺利,将在24个小时后抵达西沙海域。几乎在所有的影像或文字资料中,海都是唯美和浪漫的代名词。然而当渔船驶出港口,理想和现实的差距渐渐拉开。船长说这次我比较幸运,海况还算不错,寒流刚结束,台风季节还没到,所以没有大的风浪。尽管如此,半夜在深海,浪也达到了1米多高,躺在船顶的甲板上,来回晃悠。夜深时,呼啸的海风夹杂在孤单的马达轰鸣声中,听起来格外恐怖。海浪一声声打在甲板、船身,偶尔还夹杂着雨点飘来,机房也飘来是刺鼻柴油味严重刺激了我的神经,在支离破碎的梦境中晃悠到天明。晕船,是必须的,出发前为晕船做了充分准备,买了晕船药和晕船贴,不过为了体验晕船的奇妙感受,这些东西都没用上。天将明,海浪依然不减,干脆起床站到船头甲板去吹海风,看海上日出。驾驶舱位于船只顶部,摇晃也最厉害。而机舱工作人员常年要在震耳欲聋的噪音中工作。一下到底舱,各种机器一同工作产生的震耳欲聋的噪音迎面袭来,船上无时无刻不在的噪音原来是从这儿发出的。几十吨的渔船在大海中,如同一粒尘埃,严重的颠簸摧残着我,船体有时候倾斜近20°,晕得厉害,没撤,日出是看不下去了,爬回甲板继续平躺,船工说,即使在海上工作了几十年的老船员有时候也会晕船。同行的哥们问:“晕吗?”答:“晕!”又问:“想吐吗?”答:“想,可我舍不得,昨儿吃的,鲍鱼!”船工过来喊我去下层船舱吃饭,挣扎着爬到船舱里,一股刺鼻的柴油味袭来,连滚带爬又回到了上层甲板,脑袋伸向大海,眩晕加反胃,开吐。吐完靠着船舷坐在甲板上,舒服多了,当时心里就想,回程也是同样的航程,我靠,没法活了。船长说:晕船是避免不了的,吃了东西,吐了,那就再吃……在轰鸣的马达和颠簸中度过一个白天,晕乎乎的躺在甲板上,船上的生活可想而知很枯燥。大海上一切信号都消失,不能上网,手机也只能当做闹钟用。心里琢磨,从来没有过的体验,连续躺着超过20多个小时,突然又想到还有回程,瞬间心里那个凌乱啊!天色暗下来,远处海平线上隐约露出了一个灯塔,啊,是北礁!激动的差点内牛满面。过了北礁,到西沙就只剩下不到5个小时的航程了,亲,你们能体验兄弟我此刻的心情么!继续平躺,船体从灯塔旁悄然驶过。航灯塔,在儿时的印象中,就是一位老人孤独地坚守在塔顶,日复一日为过往的船只指引前行的航路。从内陆前往南中国海,第一站是北礁灯塔,这个灯塔作用十分重大,过往船只都要通过它来核对航海参数。塔高23米,顶灯射程能够达到15海里。远航过的人都能理解,在黑夜中的大海上,远方的灯塔就像家一样温暖。从日出到日落,又一天过去了,西沙越来越近!在大海上,无风三尺浪,看似平静的海面,船体还是来回摇晃。在白天的航行中,偶遇了海豚,共三只,远远地露出灰色的背鳍,突然跃出海面,优美的划出一道弧线,落水后便消失了!日落的过程无法用语言去形容,绚丽的色彩用任何镜头都难以表达。黑夜又将来临,从出发到现在,已经过了23个小时,西沙海域,向日葵色板官方终于抵达了!天黑了,无法登陆附近的岛屿,船长说明天早上涨潮后再登岛,今晚继续在船上打发时光。整整睡了近24个小时,现在精神亢奋,钓鱼是船上最普遍的娱乐活动。船工打开船头的照明灯,大伙开始钓鱼,各种钓具齐出动。有用杆的,有用卷筒的,有的直接攥着一根鱼线,都能钓上鱼。钓到的都是些稀奇古怪的鱼,生活在内地的我们基本上叫不出这些鱼的名字。不到一个小时的功夫,已经钓上来几十条鱼,生鱼片敞开供应,渔获在甲板上直接加工,很美味,像嫩牛肉一样,入口即化。太阳再次升起,美丽的西沙映入眼帘,海面深邃幽蓝,太阳从海中慢慢升起,一会金色的阳光遍铺满海面,海水也变成了碧绿色。银屿岛,抵达西沙后见到的第一个岛屿,远远看去就像一道美丽的金黄色线条。这个礁石岛面积只有0.01平方公里,海拔不足两米,随着涨潮,面积将变得更小。岛上有几座渔民的棚屋,有些渔民常年驻守在这里进行捕捞作业。今天我将登陆这个岛屿,在岛上浮潜、露营!这些位于大海中的珊瑚岛,四周水很浅,向日葵色板官方的渔船无法靠近,只能远远的停泊在深海区域,依靠渔民的小船往返接送。这种小船配备一个小马达,最大承载量6-8人。渔民站在船上疾驶的造型太酷了,可惜向日葵色板官方没有这个平衡能力。来西沙很仓促,几乎没有时间去整理装备,胡乱装了一大包就来了。从小船上直接跳进海里,双脚浸入海水的那一瞬间,海水暖暖的,心都快化了。由于西沙群岛没有对外开放,再加之其地理位置远离陆地,所以它的生态环境得以有效的保护,真正体验到了清澈见底、碧波浩渺的传说场景。无数次看到马尔代夫、大溪地等著名海滩的图片,也无数次憧憬,来到西沙后,一切憧憬都是神马浮云,惊叹、激动、恍惚……长期以来由于环境恶化、过度捕捞,国内很多渔场已面临无鱼可捞,海南也不例外,近海的渔业资源也近乎枯竭。对于祖祖辈辈把大海当做粮仓的渔民来说,面前就只有一条路:去更远的海。西沙的很多岛屿上都有常年驻守的渔民,每个岛多则数十人,少则3、4人。他们每次出海驻岛作业少则3、4个月,多则半年、一年,甚至更长。在这与世隔绝、杳无音讯的海岛上,白天与大海作伴,夜晚与星月相依,日出而作日入而息,简单、枯燥、寂寞,日复一日,年复一年。捕捞上来的螺、鱼、贝等分类存放在这样的塑料框里,泡在海水中养殖,不定期就会有大型的渔船来西沙收购,纯天然无污染。面对这样的大海,没有理由拒绝,不管你是否会游泳,都要跳进她的拥抱,与之嬉戏!面对这样的大海,端着相机的双手都在颤抖,处处是美景,都不知从何处下手了。同行的有两个哥们带了哈苏和大义617胶片机来创作,我只能借机摆个POSS。碧绿的海水蔚蓝的天空让你无法控制自己身体对它的亲近,这里是绝佳的浮潜天堂。一个猛子扎下海去,很多海洋的动植物立刻将你拥抱,那些可爱的热带鱼偶尔会调皮地“摩擦和戏弄”你一下,冷不丁也会窜出一条长达1米的不知名海鱼从身边缓缓游过,擦肩而过时还痞痞的斜眼藐你。所谓的海螺、贝壳、珊瑚之类的暂且放下,还有更多的东西诱惑着你,鲍鱼、八爪鱼、海胆、海参、石斑鱼等等,知道名字和不知道名字的,以前看过的还是从未谋面的,数不胜数,都等着你去零距离地亲密接触。水下拍摄,第一次尝试,借来同行哥们的佳能D10水下相机,尽情拍个够。水下相机的色彩还原效果特别出色,也有用防水袋装着普通单反的,但防水袋的塑料折射率太差,拍出的效果也不太好。第一天登岛后没有太多经验,赤膊上阵,结果强烈的紫外线让我吃尽了苦头,接下来的几天内都是长衣长裤、鞋袜齐全下海,还好保护措施及时补救,才没有晒伤,同行的好几个哥们浑身晒得像煮熟的龙虾,红通通的,两条大腿似乎穿了性感的红丝袜。对于珊瑚,大家并不陌生,除了水族馆,大多见到的都是加工过的珊瑚石,这里的海底遍布活珊瑚,一猛子扎到海底,轻轻的拿起一块珊瑚体,软软的,触角还在蠕动,拍张照,再缓缓将它们送回海底。这里的海水透明度高达几十米,岛屿周边因为有浅滩,海滩延伸出去50多米,水深大多是齐腰或齐胸。一个人静静的浮潜在这里,大海、鱼儿、珊瑚等做伴,时间和思维都停止了,爬在水面上发呆,体验从未有过的感觉。聊天、唠嗑、摆龙门阵……没有酒水饮料、没有零食小吃,大家就这样坐在珊瑚礁上,泡在海水中,一个下午的时光就这样悠闲的度过了!既然是中国的领土,必定要有象征主权的界碑,西沙每一个露出海面的岛屿上均有边防等单位设立的警示碑。风吹日晒,很多碑上的涂料均已褪色,在附近找到烧过木灰,涂抹上,才显示出那些碑刻上的国徽和说明文字。岛上没有任何接待条件,除了孤零零的几座渔民的木棚,扎营是最佳方案,超级海景房啊,面朝大海,春暖花开!傍晚退潮的时候,岛屿一侧从海平面上渐渐露出了一片金黄色的小岛,覆盖整座岛屿的都是细细的珊瑚贝壳的碎砂,如同海市蜃楼般的幻境。傍晚,出海捕鱼的渔民回来了,今天的收成不错,光这条红鱼,就足足20多斤重。海水退潮速度很快,原本潜水才能看到的海底逐渐抬出海平面,变成了成片的礁盘,夕阳映射在礁盘上,散发出炫目的金光。退潮后的海水似乎也平静了许多,浪花拍打礁石的节奏也很轻柔,美,要怎么说出口。一天就这样静静的走向结束,坐在礁盘上,遥望北方,家,就在那里!傍晚,在夕阳悄悄躲进地平线以后,夜空亦非平时所云的点点繁星,那种大小不等、交织相连、层次分明的星云恰似一幅立体的抽象三维图案悬挂在天际。海浪早已退去,海风也平静得恍如催眠。整个空间的色彩也由泛黄、金黄、火红、亮紫、暗红在过度。刚才提到今天出海渔民的渔获不错,除了大红鱼和一堆螺外,还有这些貌不惊人的石斑鱼,石斑在内地市场的身价动辄几百一斤。但,在西沙,从渔民手中购买,低廉的价格仿佛回到解放前。([]
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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 evalsuate 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
从西藏回来已经半个月了,心还是停留在雪域灿烂的艳阳下。这是第三次入藏,专程去徒步了绝美的珠峰东坡。当坐在回京的火车上,伴着铁皮车厢的摇晃回忆起以往的林林总总时,却越发想念第一次进西藏时的时光。并不完美,但却深刻。有段日子了吧。那一年的一月,以雪中的大香格里拉拉开了一年间隔年背包浪迹的序幕,那么同样作为冬季的十一月,不如以雪中的西藏作为终结。 只身一个人,带着许许多多的情结来到西藏,然后一件一件地去偿愿,或者化解。在天之彼端旅行的日子里,实现了一些追逐了很久的愿望,也放弃了一些追逐了很久的愿望。在惊叹和喘息中,渐渐发现原来以西藏为终,不过是自己在固执地为自己的间隔年旅行圆一个完美主义的尾巴。那场旅行没有收获期望中的快乐,更多的时候是独坐在雪山湖泊前,淡淡地观望此生可能再也无法见到的那般深蓝的天空。孤独感,自始至终地笼罩。原来所谓喜马拉雅沙数的星空,即使看到了又能怎样。 此去经年,又走访过了好多地方。即使又两番再度回到过西藏,即使比第一次的西藏之旅更快乐的旅行已经不计其数,但是当年留在西藏的遗憾仍未尽弥补和偿还。我知道,总有一天,在那个令人冲动的大美天地,会补完我想要寻找的东西。 潜水良久,重新注册了新账号,也开始与大家分享分享。有一些户外经历,不过远不能和8264上众多大牛相比,感谢8264。犹豫着从哪个系列开始发,最后选了这个西藏之旅的专辑,虽然此中无甚户外徒步的情节,但西藏即使老掉牙的美景,也仍是我钟爱的。那时的相机是 Canon EOS 1000d + 18-55 的白菜入门机,许多视觉无法摄下,大家凑合看:) 间隔年的末尾,再度离开北京。走得仓促,如此地想要出发,于是就出发了。独行西藏前,虽然已经历次进入藏区(梅里、尼汝、亚丁),但对西藏究竟是怎样一番模样,仍是一无所知。每条进藏公路都想要走一趟,却在第一次,选择了最迫不及待的方式:飞机。在高原行驶的飞机与火车,大都因为高原清澈的空气而显得格外干净,这亦为我这个爱坐窗边的人提供了很多便利。从一马平川开始,渐有山脊褶皱。阳光被隔了几层的玻璃折射,散出彩虹般的光泽。 刹那间(其实昏睡良久矣……),便已经身处飘摇云海之上。这样的云海,不同于黄山那般飘逸的画风,而有着沧海桑田的磅礴大气。这已然是到了横断山脉之上了,我不停地窗外张望贡嘎的身影(后来才得知,原来贡嘎是要坐在左侧机位,我选在了右侧)。 右侧的机位,同样是美景无数。晴空之下,这一处峰群高耸云天,最高峰的雪山格外陡峻美丽。那是什么雪山?后来,一位朋友告诉我说:“翔子,你无意拍到的这张,是大名鼎鼎的四姑娘山,最高者,即为幺妹峰。” 谁又知,不久之后,我也已经徒步在贡嘎与四姑娘的山间。 转眼已至横断山脉的深处,脚下的沟壑显得异常壮阔,我几乎可以想象自己如若正穿越在那些绝壁林立的山峦中,会是如何一番窒息痴呆的模样。 横断山,从广义上来说也是喜马拉雅山脉的一部分。在青藏高原东部过渡到云南、四川的地带,形成了一系列南北走向的平行山脉,平均海拔4000~5000米,许多山峰均已高过阿尔卑斯最高峰勃朗峰。横断山脉的最大特点不在于高耸的雪峰,而在于那飘缈不定的云海和森林,这是喜马拉雅后段所不具备的。因此,行走在梅里、贡嘎、四姑娘等著名大雪山中的人们,才总有如沐云端天堂的幸运。 飞机越过川西雪域的边境,带着我第一次进入西藏。从这里开始,我几乎是一直痴傻于那些美丽的雪峰与冰川。 雪山见过走过无数,以往坐飞机上也见过诸多带雪的山脉,然而这般大气的光景,就如同亲身经历着BBC纪录片中地球奇观的视角。 不觉间,已经飞临喜马拉雅东段的高空。云海在这时渐渐变疏变少,嶙峋的山峰却越发稠密。这些脚下的雪山,随便一座都是令人仰上的高度和气度,此刻却皆在眼内。我越发感觉到,飞临西藏,同公路进藏一样,又何尝不是一种特殊的极致体验。 东念青的附近,应该是以林芝地区为主的山脉。方时,我仍然只识得万般向往的南迦巴瓦。那传说中的一矛穿天的神峰,这一次又能否得见?(后来又听闻,原来看南迦巴瓦也是要坐在左边的窗子,我勒个去…… ) 虽然已有若干次步于冰川的经历,但以这样的视角同时遍览数条几十公里的大冰川仍是第一次,仿佛跳下去,便能跌在软软的雪中。这一座陡峭的雪峰,让我想起了曾经见过的梅里航拍的照片,这样厚的积雪与冰川,如果用脚攀登、抬头仰视会是怎样的震撼?(在8264上见过几位攀登8000、7000米级雪山的大神作品,被撼得魂飞魄散) 这是真正的喜马拉雅。窗外不时飞过苍劲高耸的雪山主峰,我不住地猜测着它们的海拔,它们的名字,它们的传说。语言是苍白的。只是一个雪山怀抱中的海子,便能令我动容。 浩浩荡荡的一派雪峰骤然暂时过去了,山脉变得较为平缓。我知道拉萨不远了。北面的天际,突然高耸着一排连天的雪山,那应该就是著名的念青唐古拉。天湖纳木错,就静静地躺在那片神圣的洁白之下。好,雪山的航拍就到这里。我是幸运的,这一次的航程赶上了很好的天气,把喜马拉雅的壮丽看得如此通透。 雅鲁藏布江,竟然真的是像大地血脉般的抽象画,冲积着沙化的土地。我有些激动,这样的河流,在洪荒的天之彼端,代表着生命。 即将飞抵拉萨时,飞机的高度已经降低到与四周的山峦相仿。大江小河,织成密密的河网,在没有植被的彩色土地上蜿蜒。 雅鲁藏布江共有多雄藏布、年楚河、拉萨河、尼洋河、帕隆藏布五大支流。于是,不久后便是拉萨河。 带着与雅鲁藏布如出一辙的壮阔,拉萨河一路奔走。冬季的河岸,仍有稀疏的绿意。 当飞机降落在拉萨机场的一刹,心情反而平静下来。领取拖运的大背包(75L),坐上机场大巴。方才万米高空的大片仍然萦绕脑中,转眼间却身至清澈碧蓝的拉萨河畔。 映着天空,西藏的河流呈现着极为深沉幽雅的蓝色。拉萨的贡嘎机场距离市区非常之远。我倚着车窗,渐觉睡意袭来。 半梦半醒间,听到拉萨的机场大巴上放的竟然是“北京欢迎你”,不禁想晕倒。布达拉初见,是在进入拉萨市的大客车上。迷糊的我猛一睁眼,心想着“到哪儿了”,只见窗外一座熟悉而又陌生的巨大建筑赫然屹立。竟然已经是布达拉宫了!车转眼间驰过,然后停在了布宫旁的终点旅游集散中心。背上大大的登山包,沿着布宫的侧面一路步行到正面,我的眼睛却不离圣殿分毫。谁还来得及顾上背后的重量?这向往了多久的西藏,直到布宫现于眼前的一刹,才算是真正到达的明证啊!布达拉宫,原来并没有想象中那么高大,也没有想象中那样不可接近。但这澄蓝如洗的天空,和布宫前的步道排成一排不停叩拜的藏民,让我明白了这样一种宫殿名副其实的显赫地位。北京路上的车量不多,耳朵很清静,但脑中却似乎已经回转起藏式的旋律。原来我终于独自来到西藏了,早就可以动身,却要留待最后。万千的思绪,在那一刻涌上心头,最后什么也理不清。我习惯性地拿出地图,然后沿着北京路一路向东走去,那是大小昭寺的方向,但此时更重要的,是找好宿地。 如果以布达拉宫广场比做天安门广场,那么拉萨的北京路类似于北京的长安街。在北京中路与东路上,有着若干连续的背包客旅店,例如亚宾馆(Yak),吉日宾馆,八郎学旅馆,以及东措青年旅舍等。即使是在西藏不甚太平的年份,且在游客较少的冬季,许多小宾馆的接待仍是有些漫不经心。当然,这里不同大城市。背着大包(露营装备都带全了)在北京东路上挨家挨户地找,比较了几家背包客旅舍后,我最后下榻于Yak宾馆,记得是30一个床位。那个八个床位的房间里只有我一个中国人,其余的是美国人,德国人,加拿大人,俄罗斯人,英国人,日本人,和一个不知明细的东欧人。大家都是独行侠,各自过各自的日子。我只和一个老美聊得较多,从他那大嘴里也八卦出其他室友的一些消息。我本想着有否可以同行阿里的家伙,但记得当时突然忘了阿里怎么说 -_-,于是pity了一番两人道不同不相为谋。可是后来才想起来,这个老美说的就是要去Mount.kailash(冈底斯山,冈仁波齐)……冬天的气候很恶劣,加上游人稀少的那一年,拉萨的旅游店铺已经处处关门大吉。暴雪频至的路况,使得搭车到处跑也变得不现实,何况刚刚从大香格里拉的尼汝至亚丁徒步穿越回来,巴不得还是轻松一点。于是放下包的第一件事,就是在各个临近的背包客旅舍的“捡人板”上写上“找伴去阿里”。图为东措青年旅舍的小花灯。 卸重后,可以轻松地感受一下拉萨市井的气息。没有一丁点游客的季节,店铺基本上关得差不多了。于是……既“北京欢迎你”之后,在拉萨的街巷里碰到的第一个摊子竟然是一个新疆人开的果仁果脯摊……真是很崩溃,哈哈。 拉萨并不大,不久便能沿着北京路走到市中心的广场。布达拉宫像紫禁城一样地位于大街北岸,坐北朝南地面对布达拉广场。广场上有几个人工的池塘,可以看到非常美丽的布宫倒影。在深蓝的天空下,布达拉宫双影对镜,冬季的枯枝与金黄的杨柳在渐欲倾斜的阳光下相互映衬,壮观与恬美于是找到了最佳的平衡。 我在空旷的广场上慢慢地散着步,或坐着发呆,同时让情绪渐渐认识到自己的所在,西藏。广场很空旷,没有游客的喧哗,偶有头顶的杨柳叶飘落在水面,激起几片涟漪。对云南迪庆,我已经熟悉得不能太熟悉,但对西藏,我一无所知。要去些什么地方,不清楚,能够去些什么地方,也不清楚。当时,只有一个名字,深深记在脑中:阿里。 直至黄昏将至,我开始感到饥肠辘辘…… (鄙人也是吃货一枚)布宫正对的这片广场,就像一个小型的天安门广场,空旷而干净。五星红旗迎风飘扬,在蓝天下格外鲜艳。西藏和平解放纪念碑,亦是显得格外庄严。 人行道旁铺满落叶,走在一旁的红色砖墙,仿佛时空错乱地回到了东西天安门的走廊。 不同的是,环绕拉萨的四周的山峦(尤其是北向的一侧),全都覆上了白白的冬雪。上一次看到这样的山型,还是在前不久的稻城。熟悉的光景,更进一步地诠释着属于西藏的风情。 广场的花坛,冬季的拉萨仍然残留着秋季的色彩。([]
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钓鱼的日子前言 我的户外生活是从钓鱼开始的,在出国9年里生活最杂乱无章的时候,是那些个坐在湖边看日出日落的日子给了我一片呼吸的空间,让我坚持梦想,没有被现实一波波的挑战给淹没。本来抱着以图片为主的打算整理这个帖子,但是没想到一提起笔却变得一发不可收拾。对那些等着看照片的驴友们道个歉了,这么多的字写出来不发有点对不起自己。大家忍耐着先听我啰嗦吧,要知道苦尽甘来,熬过前几楼枯燥的文字,照片会有的,视频会有的,甚至3点式艳照也不是遥不可求的。。。目录引子-------------------------------------2楼-3楼https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redirect-goto-findpost-ptid-1692701-pid-29065835.html第一季 橡皮艇---------------------------------4楼-35楼https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redirect-goto-findpost-ptid-1692701-pid-29065870.html 第二季 房船行---------------------------------197楼-323楼https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redirect-goto-findpost-ptid-1692701-pid-29216361.html----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------第三季连接 钓鱼的日子第三季 引子2010年上半年是我生命中一段类似黎明前的黑暗的日子,毕业3年多了,仍旧做着低预算的MV和企业宣传片。出国前抱着一腔热血设想的名导演和好莱坞巨片的远大前程在每天的柴米油盐酱醋茶中变得越来越渺茫。熬到春暖花开的3月初,我做完手里最后一个项目而下一张支票还没有着落的时候,一个自称是沈阳老乡的男人找到我。我一般不喜欢中国人非得喜欢被人叫英文名儿。尤其是这种英文都不会说的中国人,而且他介绍自己时不是大大方方地跟你握手说,‘我是Eric’,而是像个小姑娘一样扭扭捏捏地跟你先笑一下,然后才含蓄地说,‘你就叫我Eric吧’。我心里想咱们沈阳怎么出了这么个娘娘腔。但不管是不是娘娘腔,东北人都是活雷锋的传统还是要继续的。英文都不会讲的Eric在湖边的西区盘下了一个老外的酒吧,经营了1个月后才发现原来自己根本不是这块料,于是绕七绕八地转了好几个华人圈子,终于找到我的头上。从电影学院毕业后我已经几年不做调酒师了,总觉得自己具备陶渊明不为五斗米折腰的气派,可是在银行账户里那么几个可怜的数字面前,我终于发现现实并未赋予我那种勇气。Eric的酒吧是在西区和市中心交界处,那是个五花八门什么人都有的地盘。上班一个月后没少赶走那些醉酒的吸毒的和闹事的。为了节省开支,Eric找来的几个女孩子都没什么经验,也没有酒牌,只能靠着我一个人撑着场子。每个周末的晚上坐在吧台里看着舞台上的DJ翻唱着别人的歌曲,舞台下一群靠酒精和大麻而醉生梦死的各色人群,真有种恍如隔世的感觉,生活怎么这么喜欢折腾人呢?据说天将降大任于斯人也,必先苦其心志,劳其筋骨,饿其体肤,空乏其身,行拂乱其所为,所以动心忍性,曾益其所不能。我都混到这个地步了,也不要求什么拯救天下苍生之重任,就让我做点自己喜欢的事儿还不行吗?但是看来我的生活还没有跌到最低谷。4月13号,星期六,趁着那天晚上难得安静,我把前台交给几个跑堂的女孩子后便去酒库里查库存。这种旧式的老楼颇有恐怖片的感觉,通向地下室的楼梯又窄又黑,一脚踩上去就咯吱咯吱地响。头上的地板也不知道多少年头了,能听到楼上传来的音乐声,女人高跟鞋走过的声音,还有隐隐约约地对话,只是顺着地板缝传过来的声音好像另外一个世界的感觉。我坐在酒桶上一排排地数过红酒,白酒,啤酒,烈酒。。。数着数着就数不清楚了,刚才是数到五十还是六十了? 得了,从头开数吧,走回第一排红酒,1,2,3,4,5。。。数着数着一抬头,发现又数不清楚了。。。再走回第一排红酒,抬头看着那个叫Santa Monica的牌子,突然间连我在这儿干嘛都想不起来了,然后莫名其妙的忧伤就带着排山倒海的气势向我涌来,我站在原地措手无策,茫然中只有种放声大哭地冲动。记得小时候老妈是个异常坚强的女人,面对我的哭泣从来没有所谓慈母的关怀,而是一本正经地教训我,谁又没欺负你,动不动地哭什么!就算被人欺负了,哭又不解决问。赶紧洗把脸该干嘛干嘛去!其实我也想问自己,是啊,谁也没欺负我,为什么我就觉得这么委屈呢?胸口好像积蓄着一股力量,呼吸困难,大脑一片空白,只想大哭一场,痛哭一场,找个没有人烟的地方放声喊叫!这究竟是种什么感觉啊!就在我酝酿感情打算发泄一下的时候,楼上突然‘砰’的一声,好像桌子被掀翻了,连我正上方的地板都跟着震动,接着是几秒钟的空白,然后就听到一连串的杯子破碎,椅子倒地,女人尖叫的声音。我心一沉,出事了!我三步并两步跑回楼上,只看到酒吧靠近DJ的位置都是打翻的桌椅,杯子,酒水满地一片狼藉,酒吧里一群客人都围在门口的玻璃前面好像看热闹一样,两个跑堂的女孩子被吓得躲到吧台后面,看到我上来像看到救命草一样一把抓住我,然后比较娇小的那个女孩就哗哗开哭。我暗自想,你姐姐我还想哭呢,怎么这哭还带抢的。。。不管怎么说,这两个女孩子哭哭啼啼地总算把事情说清楚了,但其实说清楚也不清楚,我下楼没多久,就有3个凶神恶煞满身刺青的男人冲进来,没要酒也不说话,一进来就冲到舞台上把鼓手给按住了,据说那个鼓手看着挺单薄的,居然也挺有体面地挣扎了一番,加上乐队其他人在旁边拉扯,舞台周围的桌椅酒水全没能幸免。估计那3个人是专业打架的,没多久就把鼓手扯出酒吧,在转角的马路上开始拳打脚踢。等我赶上来时那群客人就是围在玻璃前面看热闹呢。听到这里我心里有了点地,这不是酒吧客人闹事,听起来像是鼓手自己惹着谁了。而且人被拉到酒吧外面打,最起码这不会影响到酒吧的执照和酒牌。当然了,至于鼓手被打得怎么样我就顾不上了。想到这里我赶紧打电话报警,叫救护车,然后指挥这两个女孩子收拾残局。10分钟后警车和救护车呼啸而来,看来这种事儿警察也见多了,没把责任波及到旁人,录了口供后就去医院找受害人了。据说那个鼓手挺禁打,除了皮外伤到没什么要紧的。我松了口气,然后打电话给Eric报告酒吧的损失和善后,没想到Eric根本没把这当回事,人已经跑去赌场了,在充满噪音的电话告诉我他现在运气好正忙着赢钱,干脆直接把酒吧处理权全权交给了我。我放下电话,心想我怎么摊到这么个老板,然后转过身正要安慰安慰那两个女孩子,想说咱们打扫卫生提前关门。没想到这两个人配合得太默契了,已经拎着各自的提包,畏畏缩缩地站在门口看着我。稍微高大一点的女孩小心翼翼地对我说,那个。。。依非姐姐,向日葵色板官方俩想好了,觉得还是不太适合在这里上班。这么说走就走的太对不起你了,那你看。。。今天的薪水就不用给我们开了。向日葵色板官方俩都是来读书的,不想因为在这里上班影响到学校的成绩。。。我叹了口气,这两个孩子还是不禁事啊。。。不过想想人家也不容易,万里迢迢地来到这儿读书,想赚点外快还遇到这种事儿。而且不管怎么说还算有良心(或者真的是被吓到了),连今天的薪水都不要了。我想起6年前刚出国后第一次打工的自己,将心比心,那时的我估计也会和这两个女孩子做出同样的决定。想到这儿,我把两个人的薪水开了出来,又把今天小费塞给她们俩,既然Eric让我全权负责,我也犯不着替他心疼银子。送走这两位大小姐,酒吧里就剩下我一个人。我这才发现楼上吧台的酒还没补,地没拖,桌子也没擦,这两位今天还真是我的大小姐了。。。凌晨2点,老公开车来接我。锁门前看着空荡荡酒吧,好像和什么事儿也没发生一样。我这才发现自己有种被抽空的感觉,一个月来超速的生活节奏好像在这一刻都静止了下来。我突然想不明白自己究竟是在干什么,当初那么艰难地办出国,从地球一面飞到另外一面,在一个陌生的国度里一切从头开始,难道就是为了每天的生计而奔波,被这些杂七杂八的琐事纠缠,数着手里的现金和一天天没有未来的日子?想当初我也是有理想有志气的上进青年啊。。。看到上了车就发呆的我,老公莫名其妙地说,你这是怎么了?对了,刚才从玻璃里看到你在酒吧扫地拖地搬椅子,堂堂的大导演拖起地来也挺有范的啊。‘堂堂大导演’。。。我是堂堂大导演吗。。。我轻轻念着这句带着玩笑意味的话,眼泪一下子就喷了出来,怎么都止不住。面对这个天打雷劈都能够冷静平和的男人,我撑了一个晚上的神经终于松弛了下来。有的时候怎么都想不明白这个大我9岁的俄罗斯男人的思维,让我觉得泄气无聊的项目他也能一心一意地做好,让我觉得厌恶愤慨的挑剔客户他也能心平气和地对待,即使面对着委屈大哭的老婆,他也只是递过来一盒纸巾,安静地等我眼泪哭干,发泄完毕,然后启动发动机,转过头对我说,向日葵色板官方今天钓鱼去。钓鱼?! 钓鱼?!4月初,多伦多还是早春的天气。凌晨2点半,老公在24小时的麦当劳给我买了咖啡和苹果派,然后回家取了钓具和户外的行头,去湖边的路有200公里,老公难得没有飞车,而是稳稳当当地开了2个多小时。我在大哭一场后开始犯困,但是消灭掉咖啡和苹果派后又睡不着了,只是梦游一样,一路看着高速上零星的灯火飞驰而过,这个时间都是从club回来的夜生活一族,一辆辆宝马奔驰在车辆稀少的高速上飞过,难以想象仅仅5年前的我也曾是其中一员,心里说不清是感慨还是酸涩,乱七八糟的心情和困意搅在一起冲击着有些麻木的大脑。渐渐地高速变成辅路,辅路变成乡村小路。一路的风景仿佛生活里那些或起或浮的片断一样在眼前闪过。向日葵色板官方在黎明前到达Belwood湖边,这是在一条河流上截段后人工围起的水库。河的源头在北边的山脉上,整条河经过400公里渐缓的地势,在南边流入安大略湖。据说20世纪初这条河经常在春天洪水泛滥,于是被命名为Grand River,名为气势宏大之意。20世纪中后期加拿大工业崛起,在这条河上开发了4个人工水库,春季蓄水秋季放水,从此断绝了水患。Belwood在4个水库里水量排第二名,水坝落差有10几米,哗哗的落水声在这样黎明前的黑暗里显得额外震撼。到了湖边的停车场,我像木偶一样和老公一起换上户外的行头,一脚深一脚浅地摸着黑走到湖边。我呼了一口气,看到呼出的热气和冰冷的空气接触,变成一团白雾,上升后渐渐扩散到空中。此时的湖面一丝风也没有,平静的湖水反射着点点星光,反倒显得更深不可测。我支开座椅,靠在椅背上开始有点昏昏欲睡的感觉。老公支起钓竿,挂上鱼饵,钓线咻的一声带着鱼饵在空中划出一道弧线,然后啪地在湖面上激起一道道水纹。我靠在折叠椅上,看着钓竿一次次地甩出,收回,甩出,收回,如此重复的声音让我在这黎明前的黑暗中开始有种恍然如梦的感觉。就在我快要分不清楚梦境和现实的时候,这个循回愕然而止,随之而来的是一片稀里哗啦的水声,然后就听到鱼线轮嗡嗡松线的声音。‘上钩了!’老公兴奋地喊道。我腾地从椅子上坐起来,在一片漆黑中用目光勉强搜索着那条细细的鱼线。老公挣扎着拔起手中的钓竿,猛地向空中拽起。然后收钓线,再拽起,再收钓线,突然间我看到一条一尺多长的鱼身从水中跳出,在空中翻了个身后重重地落回水面。老公兴奋地转向我喊道,‘Shit!!!这是个大个儿的!’看着鱼线越来越近,我觉得全身的神经都绷紧了,直到鱼线拖近岸边,老公兴奋地戴上手套,然后小心翼翼地提起鱼线,在鱼饵上赫然挂着一条一尺多长的鲈鱼。这是我第一次如此近距离地接近钓鱼,我不相信地伸手碰了碰鱼身,惹得这条鲈鱼在半空中剧烈地挣扎了一下。老公哈哈大笑道,人的体温碰到鱼,就像火碰到人一样,这是烧伤啊!不知道是老公的激动感染了我,还是这个所谓烧伤的逻辑让我觉得滑稽,我也抑制不住地大笑起来。就在这不知不觉中,天边开始发白,还没等我反应过来,一轮新鲜的红日从水面上跳了出来。橙红的颜色霎时间洒满了整个湖面,我看着鱼身上滴下的水珠映着朝阳鲜艳的色彩,听到自己的笑声在湖面上荡起回音,一个月来积压在心中的郁闷和迷茫,都在这一刻变得烟消云散。难以想象一个人的心境可以在如此短暂的一天里有这么大的起伏。未来如此漫长,我这么点无足重轻的磨难估计时间里连个萤火般的痕迹都没留下吧。 第一季事实证明,生活是一面镜子,每天摆着个苦脸得到的就还是苦脸。当我把心态摆正后发现日子原来并没有那么糟糕。和大多数留学生,移民相比我应该算是幸运的。绿卡在毕业后2年就拿到了,打工虽然操心点儿,但是总的来说工资还是比较丰裕的,暂时没有买房子,但是租的也算是中高级公寓了,中央空调游泳池网球场健身房一应俱全,18楼正对着安大略湖的风景,真的是没什么可抱怨的。其实影视界在哪里都是一个没门路和关系就不容易立足的群体。估计是我期待值太高了,同样作为移民的老公和我在北美没有根基,毕业后能够自己承接到项目其实就已经很不错了。于是我开始心平气和的每天发简历,跑关系,晚上去酒吧看场打烊,有空闲就去湖边钓鱼散心。当然了我的所谓钓鱼,其实就是大多数时候坐在岸边看风景,读书,偶尔甩甩鱼竿摆摆样子。然后在老公钓到鱼后捡漏和善后。摆样子看书出国这么多年,最大的发现应该就是命运太他妈喜欢捉弄人了。。。4月底,就在我开始适应这样简单而有规律的生活时,老公居然竞到一个政府部门的教育片后期制作。政府的项目钱多,要求简洁,时间紧凑,1个月后交片完工,几万大洋就到手了。拿到支票那天老公对我调皮地眨眨眼,然后神秘地说道,我想到一个好主意!船?!买船这个念头被老公塞到我的脑子里之后又引起了我的短期健忘症。所谓短期健忘症,就是我在过渡兴奋中会暂时摆脱现实中柴米油盐酱醋茶的纠缠,全身心地投入到一个充满童话意味的幻想世界中。在这个幻想世界中我为自己勾画出一副矫情的画面:暖暖的阳光普照在一片碧波之上,放眼望去,诺大的湖面只有一艘白色游艇停在湖心,甲板上面支着一把超大的遮阳伞,遮阳伞下面是一个蓝色条纹的躺椅,一个身穿比基尼的少妇慵懒地坐在躺椅上,一手拿着一本英文版的傲慢与偏见,一手拿着一杯橙色的鸡尾酒,酒杯在半空中骄傲地反射着太阳的光芒。但是身为编剧的现实经常喜欢在我美梦高潮阶段来个晴天霹雳,直接了当地将我的白日梦打成比水纹还细的碎片。。。我怎么也想不明白,做项目时那么正经的老公怎么能想出这么个具有创意的想法?以向日葵色板官方目前的经济状况来讲,游艇是不用说了。每年1月份向日葵色板官方都去看多伦多的游艇展,每一次我都饶有兴致地去把每一艘几百万大洋的豪华游艇都逛一遍。然后我发现,在这个资本主义社会买个中小型游艇其实一点都不贵,而最贵的是那些游艇俱乐部的停船费,维护费,油费,每年要交给政府的行驶证,钓鱼证,还有运输船只时要交的养路费,保险,等等等等。资本主义社会的乱收费一点也不亚于封建社会,在众多名义的收费之后你会发现买船其实一点都不贵。不就是5千块的首付加上每个月300多大洋嘛!但是在你交足300多大洋之后会发现所有的保养费加在一起远远高于这个数目。所以我经常说,资本主义就像化了浓妆的女朋友,结婚后卸了妆才发现原来要携手度过终身的是一只恐龙。算了,游艇咱们买不起,买个冲锋艇总可以吧。这次还没等我继续畅想呢,老公就一把将我从美梦中拉了回来。原来冲锋艇咱们买得起,但是老公很现实地告诉我,咱们没买过船,很多关于船的保养,码头管理,马达配置,零件修补等等等等都要从头学起。所以别做美梦了,还是先买个简单的充气艇玩玩吧。当然这句话还有个后半截,那就是以我现在的钓鱼水平,根本还不够买船的资格。。。虽然第一次买船并没有电影剧本中那所谓美梦成真般的美好,我确也着实地激动了一把。其实钓鱼是一种心情,或是像姜太公一样在水墨画一般的风景中垂钓,或是像海明威一样在狂风大作中拼搏,钓鱼这个过程本身就已经把向日葵色板官方从现实生活的各种烦恼中拉了出来,不管钓不钓得到鱼,呼吸一下新鲜空气总是好的。当然,这是我钓不到鱼时安慰自己的想法,后来钓到鱼了就发现这些都是胡扯,弄条大的鲈鱼回家做水煮鱼才是正道! 充气艇处女行先来点介绍吧官方网站:https//www.seaeagle.com型号:124 smb全套价位:1000美金额外需要购买:电马达,电池。 600-700美金。加上一些零配件,邮费,一共2000美金上下。接下来是细节外部长度376cm x 167.6cm重量23kg容量4 人或 707.6 kg可用马达6马力 (34 kg)内部长度215.9cm x 94cm两端浮筒直径45.72 cm平铺大小68.5cm x 61cm x 30.4cm充气部分3 部分用料38 mil Polykrylar (K80 PVC)接缝高频率焊接空气阀3 DeLUXE One Way速度5-6 mph 汽油马达, 4-5 mph 电马达充气和组装时间15 分钟来几段看图说话吧。从左到右装电马达的袋子,电马达,上方的盒子是电池,老公手里拿的是装充气艇的袋子。平展开的充气船 开始充气!我也来凑热闹! 充到三分之一时要把后面的条板安上。 开始有模有样了! 充气完毕! 装电池和马达! 大功告成!准备下水! 终于能够舒舒服服地坐在船里看书了! 电马达和电池 船长来摆个pose! 找到好地方了! 钓几杆吧! 第一次处女行没什么太多的亮点。总的来说充气艇还算成功,因为是平底,没有乘风破浪的感觉,用电马达行驶速度挺慢的。但是好处是坐在里面比较惬意,船底很软,可以躺在里面晒太阳,有点躺在浮垫上的感觉。这种充气艇适合加拿大东区小型湖密集的地方,湖面不大,没什么风浪,但是要看天气,阴天下雨没问,但是暴风雨交加时还是有危险的。向日葵色板官方是抱着使用期一年的打算买的这个充气艇,1年后更换冲锋艇,电池和马达还可以继续使用。因为充气艇的使用范围有限制,这一年里就在多伦多西北部200公里左右的地面转悠,新手在小湖面上练习比较容易,居然像我这种心思都在晒太阳上的人都能钓到鱼! 来个成果集锦吧白斑狗鱼。这种鱼有内陆湖小鲨鱼之称,非常凶狠,生命力顽强,钓起来特别过瘾。吃起来有带鱼的感觉,我一般喜欢清理干净后切成段,在淡口味的啤酒里泡一个晚上,第二天裹上拌了盐,胡椒,味精的面里煎到两面金黄,味道超级棒! 来个正面的 继续白斑狗鱼 第一次雨中钓鱼,收获不小!P.S. 可以看出向日葵色板官方那个时候刚开始搞户外,连Gore-Tex是什么都不知道,穿的还是塑料雨衣呢! 这鱼不是我钓的,但是摆个样子照相还是可以滴!鱼线上的小鱼是河鲈。加拿大的鱼分类管制,狗鱼一人限制2条,小河鲈不分大小,一人限制6条。小河鲈简单清理一下,裹点面炸着吃很不错。或者多攒点弄成鱼酱也可以。 开始眩鲈鱼了!肥大的鲈鱼超级好吃! 我一般会片肉来做水煮鱼,自己炸辣子,鱼骨鱼头用来做汤底,说得我自己都开始饿了。。。当然还有第二种常见的吃法,去头去骨,鱼肉留两大块,用啤酒,玉米粉,淀粉,盐,胡椒,红椒粉拌成糊状,把鱼肉在里面沾一下,然后上热油煎。这个做法简单省时,适合野营。 这条是我钓到的!!!第一次钓鲈鱼,太开心了! 这次收获太大了!回家晒鱼干吃吧! 准备清理,然后架锅开始吃饭! 插播一下在同一个湖上的游艇。这是小型游艇,买一艘2万大洋,每个月停放费,维护费,清洁费,油费,等等等等在1千以上。。。不过开起来真拉风啊。。。 加拿大东部地势平坦,配上各种格局的小型湖,虽然算不上气势滂湃,却也有碧波荡漾的宜人。那段时间几次在酒吧打烊后直接奔向湖边,躺在充气艇上小眯一会,再睁开眼后看到的是对比如此强烈的风景,让我有种恍恍惚惚的感觉。有的时候睁会突然忘记自己身在何处,好像酒吧和钓鱼之间的差距让我开始质疑生活的真实性。就像庄子他老人家在蝴蝶梦里那纠缠了多少个世纪的问:不知周之梦为蝴蝶与,蝴蝶之梦为周与? 早上的时候还没起风,湖面那种无法描述的静常常让我感慨无语。 ([]
穿越昔日日本(江户东京建筑园)1993年,在东京都立小金井公园内开园的江户东京建筑园是一座户外型博物馆。建筑园占地约7公顷,园中排列着从江户时代到昭和初期的29栋复原建筑物,按年份排列,也就是从1652年到1942年期间的建筑。许多历史建筑物难以在建造的当地保存,却又有着极高的文化价值,建筑园的使命就是将这些历史建筑物按原样移建,并在此基础上进行保存和展示。建筑园是模仿东京都的地形而设计的。东区是商人和手艺人居住的平民区;中心区域是江户时期武士及明治时代以后(1868年~)官员及实业家等人的居住区;西区则再现了田园式的农户居住的武藏野高地。在这种独具匠心设计的园内,不同建筑保持着各自固有的环境氛围,所以在建筑园里散步,不由得产生一种时光倒流的感觉。在茅草屋顶的民宅里,每天都有志愿者在地炉里生火,这样做一方面是用烟熏防止茅草生虫,另一方面使得建筑园的来客追忆起当时的农家生活。当迈入东区平民区,一种奇妙的观光气氛便会大幅增加。之所以产生这种感觉,是因为这里有着明治时代的石造警察局建筑和街灯等物品,还有在商店的货架上摆放着仿制明治时代的商品,这不仅仅是建筑物的再现,也是将当时的生活情景进行再现。这正是江户东京建筑园的一大特征。(摘自網絡)公園內深秋的景色公園內建
链接: D1~D6 黔南:荔波,茂兰,小七孔,怎雷水族村寨 D7~D9 黔东南:高排苗寨 D10-~D11 黔东南:车江侗寨,大利侗寨 D12~D13 黔东南:朗德上寨,雷山县,乌东寨 D13~D17 黔东南:西江苗寨,鼓藏节,雷山苗年游行,新桥苗寨,陶尧斗牛 D18~D19 黔东南:镇远 D20~D21 黔东南:三门塘侗寨,隆里古城 D22-D23 黔东南:地扪侗寨,黎平天生桥,翘街 D25-D27 黔东南:肇兴,八寨一山,堂安 D28-D29 黔东南:岜沙苗寨,黄岗侗寨 D29-D30 黔南:都匀,天落水 D31 贵阳:花溪公园 D31 贵阳:青岩古镇黔西南 D32 黔西南:安顺屯堡 D32 黔西南:本寨屯堡 D32 黔西南:云山屯 D33 黔西南:格凸河D34黔西南:格凸河——中洞线路D34黔西南:中洞苗寨D35黔西南:中洞-望谟D36黔西南:安龙D37黔西南:兴义马岭河峡谷D38黔西南:兴义万峰林D39-40黔西南:花江峡谷 悬索公路桥D41: 织金洞D42:贵阳D43:贵阳黔灵山…… 几乎没有过渡的,列车穿过几个隧道后,窗外的风景就从满眼青山直接跳转到满眼房子。守着贵州群山之中珍贵的几块平坝子的贵阳,正像一群快速繁殖的菌落,极尽所能的把建筑安插到山间平地上的每一处缝隙。 跟中国所有城市火车站一样,贵阳火车站站前人头攒动。快速通过鱼龙混杂的广场,挤公交,到长途汽车站,买票,转身登上去往荔波的车……一路都没停下。甚至在公交车上都因为是站着,没能瞅一眼窗外的街市长什么样,只看见了堵了一路的汽车。在我的计划中,贵阳排在行程的末尾,作为旅途最后的休闲游。现在它只是一个中转站。 开往荔波的车程中,富有喀斯特地貌特点的尖头山峰在云雾中若隐若现。路边偶尔闪过几块路牌:凯里,都匀,三都,榕江……这些地方在数日后将是我的目的地。 车载音响一直放着连我这样大俗的人都受不了的大俗网络歌曲,尽管我努力想靠看风景和睡觉来“选择性失聪”,但那神作般的歌词和曲调还是顽强的灌进耳膜,胁迫我感受着男猪女猪的撕心裂肺死去活来。终于,一阵熟悉的旋律响起--《爱情买卖》!曾经不屑一顾的神曲此刻听起来如此亲切。 音乐承载记忆。在熟悉的音乐中,记忆自动回放,心中的忧郁小情怀便泛滥开来……去年今日,我也许正缩在办公室电脑前,耳机里放着随机播放的爱情买卖,屏幕上一个窗口CAD一个窗口浏览器,鼠箭头指着最小化,以防领导随时来袭……此时此刻,我眼前是前排椅背上的“XX医院专治男科”,旁边座位上是一位打瞌睡的老伯,随着车身的摇晃时不时把脑壳靠到我肩上…… 带点孩子气的离开看似的安稳,转而上路去寻找可能只是虚空的所谓理想。下一次听爱情买卖时,我会在做什么,找到自己想要的了吗?还是又重新回到电脑前画着一道道线偷着看网页…… 纠结的我,沿着纠结的我制定的纠结的路线,开始了在贵州的纠结旅行。 只是想试试。 行程:荔波县-茂兰-怎雷水族寨-高排苗寨-榕江县-车江侗寨-大利侗寨-雷山县-乌东寨-西江苗寨-雷山鼓藏节-镇远-三门塘侗寨-锦屏县-隆里古城-地扪侗寨-黎平县-肇兴-从江-岜沙苗寨-黄岗侗寨-都匀-贵阳花溪-青岩古镇-安顺-天龙屯堡-云峰八寨-紫云格凸河-中洞苗寨-望谟县-安龙县-兴义-花江峡谷-北盘江峡谷-关岭-织金洞-贵阳第一站:黔南,荔波tips:交通:公路,贵阳金阳客运站有到荔波的班车,车程约4小时;坐火车要到荔波西边的麻尾站下,从麻尾到荔波途中就可顺路去大小七孔。住:因为旅游的兴起,县城里各种档次的酒店旅馆都有,不难找。我住的是出车站左拐100米左右的茂兰宾馆,间一百,房间很大,还有一台自动麻将桌。前台可以问询前往茂兰保护区旅游的事宜。吃:车站外马路对面桥头的步行街晚上有夜排档,往里走到榕树脚周边也有几家餐馆。另外在县城点的广场边上有条餐饮街,有烤鱼,杨梅汤。玩:茂兰,车站有很多发往茂兰方向的车,从永康方向进入,车程约1小时到景区大门的尧古村。村中有住宿客栈。保护区很大,景区开发的几个景点之间距离都很远,不想走路的话可以包面包车或摩托车。走路的话一天时间足够从尧古边走边玩到五眼桥住宿,一路上都有村庄人家,主要路口有指示牌,不用担心迷路。尧古-洞塘-五眼桥一线主要景点:石上森林,布依村寨,尧所古桥,水上森林,青龙潭青龙瀑,九洞天穿洞群,原始森林……建议用两到三天慢慢感受喀斯特峰丛的魅力。回程可就近从五眼桥附近的巴克检查站搭过路车回荔波县城。小七孔,荔波车站坐车,20分钟一班,金杯面包车居多。中间回会经过大七孔景区。小七孔景区里就没什么好说的了,坐景区观光车来往于各个景点。 D12011年10月26日午后到荔波,没出车站,直接买票去茂兰保护区。趁等车的空隙在候车厅边上的粉店要了碗米粉。第一次吃这种扁宽形状的粉略感新鲜,哪想后来这种米粉伴随了我大半个旅程,吃的都要吐了。到茂兰保护区大门口的尧古村只要半个多小时车程,下车前班车师傅热心的为我指点了路边的一处农家客店。进堂屋大门,两位坐在小凳上聊天的老阿婆停下来,转头疑惑的望向我。“老人家,你们这里可以住宿的撒?”我自以为用四川话就可以走遍贵州,还能增添一些亲切感。两位老人冲我呵呵笑了,但显然没有听明白。慢慢用普通话又复述了一遍后,一位老人用方言向屋里喊了几句,另一位戴着老花镜的阿婆循声从里屋走出来,“#@%*…住宿啊#¥%……”其他没听懂,好歹听见了关键词,看样子应该是她家的店了。去楼上客房住下,这里客房很多,只是因为淡季,空荡荡的楼层里就只有我一个人住。 尧古是个布依族的小村子,沿路修的新房就跟广大中国农村的房子一样,方方正正没有表情的方盒子。远离公路的一侧,几十栋破旧的干栏式木房错落着挤在一起,两口水塘映出它们苍老的面孔。天气阴冷,飘着毛毛雨,村中的小巷里都见不着人,只有从隔音不好的木房里透出的电视声锅碗瓢盆声说明生活还在继续。 对于大部分游客观光者来说,“屋没有不破的,墙没有不斜的,人没有不老的”的景象可能是个不错的摄影材,可在世代在此居住生活的村民眼里,这些破旧意味着生活的穷困。他们很不解:“大城市这么好,这里这些破房子有什么看头?”贵州常见的阴阴天加上灰暗的老木楼,让拍出来的照片都是一片灰调子 雨下大了,索性回屋去找那三位阿婆聊天,虽然能听懂的不多。阿婆们正在做手工,用当地的土布缝被单。碰巧停电,她们搬着小板凳坐到大门前,借着天光,在布上缝出一道道褶皱来拼成各种花纹图案。“做这个很麻烦呢#¥&*@…要做大半年呢#!¥…缝完还要染色呢%¥…现在年轻人都不愿做了呢……”阿婆热情的向我介绍着,我吃力听着报以微笑。屋外,小雨淅沥沥的背景音中,除了偶尔的鸡鸣狗吠再也没有其他声音。屋里,三位老人的话因为我这个难得的倾听者变得多了起来,尽管大部分情形是:她们说话,我听不懂,呵呵笑着换下一个话;我说话,她们听不懂,笑笑,转下一个话……一个下午就这么过去,不用考虑时间不用着急行程,让光阴在谈笑间悠然划过……一阵嘈杂声及时打断了我又要泛滥的小情怀。来电了,阿婆的孙子放学回家迫不及待的打开电视,奥特曼与美少女战士混搭出来的粗劣动画片正激情上演。阿婆一边收拾东西一边招呼我过去,用手指指嘴。哈哈,这个我懂——“吃饭去!” D2 2011年10月27日下午四点半,轻装走完青龙潭,在溪边坐着休息。看着茂密的树幽蓝的水听着轰鸣的瀑流清脆的鸟鸣,人仿佛被大自然纯净的气场包裹着,普通青年瞬间就变文艺青年了,想写点什么的心情自然而然涌上来。独坐溪旁,回忆整理…… 早晨出门,雨还下着,经过茂兰保护区大门,工作人员都还没上班。看着那块着票价的牌子,一边默念“其实我不想逃票”,一边加快脚步进入景区,沿公路前行。果真是淡季么,一路上人影都难碰见一个,连那些在大地上像波浪般大起大落的喀斯特峰丛们都把头埋进云层里打瞌睡,只留个半身给我看,却也显出些灵秀的姿色。雨下的不小,撑开伞直接架到头和背包之间,心中还飘出些许雨中漫步的小情趣。随着鞋子、裤子、上衣的逐一潮湿,浪漫转化为对这鬼天气的抱怨,加快脚步,祈祷早点找到户人家避避雨。在一个叫董歹的路边小村走进一间小卖店躲雨,男老板不仅搬出凳子,还邀请我与他共进早餐。人家这么热情我也不好意思干坐着,顺手买了包一块钱的饼干还个人情。一口饼干下去,口感奇异,就像屋外潮湿的天气。雨小了,继续上路。公路沿着峰丛中的洼地低谷绕行,串起被群山隔出来的一个个山间平坝。在“平地如金”的喀斯特山区,只要是稍微平坦一点的谷地,都会被开辟成一块块田地,如彩色的拼图镶嵌在挺拔的山峰之间。有田就会有村庄,每穿过一段山林,眼前还被树枝灌木遮挡时,耳朵里就已经听的到回荡山间的鸡鸣狗吠,提醒我前方又将与一座世外桃源不期而遇。人和自然,一个耕种平地一个守护山峰,一个收获粮食一个带来苍翠和清新。清秀如黛的山水正是人与自然共生共荣的最好证明。中午,正走的双肩酸痛膝盖发软,一辆面包车停到我面前,一位广东风味的老伯从副驾驶探出头:“朋友,去哪里……”“就去前面五眼桥,搭个顺风车行不?”“欢迎欢迎……”欢迎?这是什么说法。上车落座,发现后排坐了四五位抱着长枪短炮的老伯。“呵呵,你们拍照哇?”我无话找话。前排招呼我上车的老伯转过头来:“小伙子一个人出来啊,厉害厉害。”第一句话听得我很荡漾。“小伙子我和司机商量了下,就收你二十元车费吧……”呃,看来我和他们对“搭车”这个词汇的理解有分歧,二十块的车费也是赤裸裸鄙视我狂走一上午的劳动成果。找了个“想下车拍照”的理由,果断下车,继续虐待肩膀膝盖。话说回来,在车上看风景也就是一闪而过,只有行走其中,才能慢慢品味风景的美嘛……花了两个小时到五眼桥,寻个农家乐放下包,去附近的青龙瀑走走。沿着溪谷边的石板路向下游走,一路藤蔓交错怪石嶙峋。雨后的一切很是清新,石头上附生的苔藓翠绿可人,恨不得拽一把回去炒个菜吃。空气也有一股湿润的味道,假想着漂浮的一个个大大的“O2”“O2”被吸进肺里就顿觉畅快。景点里没有一个人,我算是包场游。一路拍照一路闹走到青龙瀑布,瀑布巨大的轰鸣声马上掩盖住了我的叫声。河水在陡崖上汇聚成汹涌的激流,一头扎入十米之下的一潭碧水中,水雾四散。瀑布下这拥有迷人的天蓝色湖水的深潭就是青龙潭,要是夏天到此,想必没有多少人能抵挡住湖水的诱惑而纵身跃入吧。D3 2011年10月28日雨雨雨……早晨起床看窗外都没下雨,马上要出门上山了就又下起来了。幸好今天主打洞内项目,影响不大。今天要去的黑洞神仙洞九连天三个溶洞彼此相隔很近,都分布在半山腰上。溶洞规模都不大,也有些破坏,但对初识溶洞的我来说,第一次钻进黑乎乎的地下世界是很新鲜的体验,而且这几个未经灯光修饰,保留着一些原始和神秘的洞穴也增添了探洞的刺激,每当头灯的光线照亮那些黑暗中奇形怪状的石笋,石钟乳,石幔时,都能体会到发现的乐趣……这里的洞穴沉积物虽然比不上著名溶洞景观,却也算为我上了一堂洞穴入门课。下午,坐车回到荔波县城。雨停了,天空虽然还遍布黑云,但雨后的透彻让人能清晰的望见环绕耸立在县城四围的群山;樟江绕城而过,平静的水面倒映着这座江边小城的休闲气质。傍晚,夜市兴盛,烤鱼、火锅的香味轮番勾引着食欲。可惜独身一人吃锅火锅未免太过奢侈,只能还走进车站旁边那家粉店,抱碗米粉暗自神伤。洗洗睡吧……D42011年10月29日小七孔离荔波县城不远,但小七孔景区的票价却离这大山腹地好远。在中国要分辨一座景区是不是世界遗产地,单从票价上就基本看得出来。老天看在我这次没逃票的面子上,终于让休息了几天的太阳露面了。进大门第一个景点是小七孔古桥——经常出现在杂志媒体上的小七孔志性景观就是它了。顾名思义有七个桥孔的石桥跨在说不清是绿还是蓝的水面之上,桥头一棵老树枝繁叶茂老藤缠绕,泛出些秋天的颜色,确实很入画。这幅画面已经被拍滥了,但既然来了,还是完成任务一样的举起相机,拍下基本雷同的照片,证明到此一游。千姿百态的水是小七孔景区的主,景区的游览公路和步道就沿着山谷里的一带碧水修建,一路跌水瀑布不断。正值周末,加上小七孔名声在外,景区里游客很多,习惯了前几日“包山”“包水”的专场游,现在要面对经常窜入镜头的人头很有些不适应。水上森林,一段有点坡度的溪流中长出的树林,所谓“树在水上,水在林中”,如果用相机慢门拍摄,会出现银白色的丝缎在茂密的林中缠绕穿行的画面。因降雨涨起来的溪水淹没了林中的一些步道,需要脱鞋涉水。难得一次亲近自然地机会让人们兴奋异常,即便深秋的溪水已经冰冷刺脚也愿意在水里多站一会嬉笑拍照。卧龙潭,远远透过树林的缝隙瞥见潭水的颜色就被hold住了。尽管曾经的小水电开发在潭口留下一道人工的堤坝,但这丝毫不影响卧龙潭的惊艳。潭水漫过弧形的石堤,在石壁上摊开成一挂优雅的百褶裙,前几天的降雨让每一道“褶皱”饱满圆润,从容坠落。而百褶裙后面那潭水色更让人词穷,就像兑进去无数瓶“湖蓝”颜料,蓝的失真。鸳鸯湖,光从岸上看,湖水似乎比不过卧龙潭,只有坐船深入,才能体会出它的独特。和码头管理员磨了半天嘴皮子,才同意让我一个人划一条船。划过一片开阔的水面进入湖深处,发现这里面别有一番天地:两岸茂密的植被茂密,水道时宽时窄纵横交错,要不是时常遇见别的游船我都要担心会有迷路的可能。转过几个小岛,几棵大树在镜面一样的湖水中静立,水色随着湖底深浅和光线明暗不断幻化,颇有些魔幻世界的调调。天钟洞,愿爬到半山腰上看溶洞的游客不多,等满十个人才有个讲解员带入洞。洞中游览路线不长,洞中的沉积景观也无非被讲解员包装成大象狮子美女人脸之类。镇洞之宝是一柱浑圆粗壮的石笋,像口大钟稳稳扣在洞厅中央。远远看着石笋和旁边渺小的游客,暗暗感叹时光的力量。回程车上,迷糊中听得前排女声问司机小吃街云云,惊醒,跟着跳下车。遂于同为独自出行的游者搭上话,AA烤鱼杨梅汤,大快朵颐……原来我也是个吃货。D5 2011年10月30日在去往三都县都江镇颠簸的中巴车上,售票大姐得知我要去怎雷村,特地介绍了车上一位回怎雷村的小伙给我认识。小伙是苗族,在浙江打工好几年,普通话说得不错。已经3年没有回过家的他对于家乡的近况也不是太清楚,这次回家是为了过农历十一月里苗家十三年一次的盛大鼓藏节,杀猪,斗牛,跳芦笙……小伙描述的过节场景听的我心神向往。“结婚了吗?”小伙腼腆一笑,指了指车前排。“结了,在前面坐着呢,一个寨的。”“以后准备就呆在城市里还是回来呢……”“恩……回来吧……”他略一沉吟,“老家空气好啊……”小伙笑着转过头,望向窗外河谷里静静流淌的都柳江。 都江镇坐落在都柳江河谷半山腰上,因坡度大,公路在镇上折了好几个“之”字。帮那对小夫妻搬着行李爬上最上一层街道,强烈的民族风一下子扑面而来。正逢镇上赶集,周边村寨的村民都前来“赶场”,晃动着各种花花绿绿民族服饰的街道格外热闹。跟还要在镇上逛街访亲戚的小夫妻告了别,转身去寻找去怎雷的面包车。 我这身冲锋衣和背上的大包在人群中格外扎眼,周围的乡亲们都穿着陌生的服饰说着陌生的语言,用疑惑的目光看着我这异客。尽管我尽力保持微笑以示友好,但心里却因为忽然包围的陌生环境而无所适从,竟有想按“ESC”退出游戏的古怪念头。 不过人们的纯朴热情很快消除了这种不适感。坐上面包车,左边是一位身着水绿色布衣,包着白色头巾的水族妇女;右边挤着苗族老阿婆,黑色油布衣上绣着彩色绣片。乘客们都是怎雷村的,一路上彼此说笑着。我也没受冷落,大家用我能大概听懂的贵州当地话(他们叫“客话”)和我聊天,为我在村中的住宿行程出主意。一旁的老阿婆念叨着农村人衣服太脏,尽管我一再解释,阿婆还是刻意避免她的衣服挨上我的衣服,让我十分过意不去——我这一星期没换的衣服也没干净到哪去啊。 在都江镇的坡顶上就能远远看见怎雷村寨层层叠叠的瓦屋顶了。但望山跑死马,面包车又是下山又是上山绕了40分钟才到村口。“怎雷”水语意为岩脚下的寨子,据寨中老者说已有300多年历史,现为贵州省首批典型民族文化村寨之一。怎雷由上寨,中寨,下寨和排长组成。其中上、中、下三寨依次坐落在半山坡上,主要居住着水、苗两族。从远处看,一片青瓦覆盖的传统民居建筑与青山浑然一体,梯田、林地点缀其间,颇具特色。 沿水泥路走进上寨,经过的一座新修的寨门显露出旅游开发的痕迹。循着一阵新鲜豆腐的香气找到挂着“旅游定点接待户”的韦刚林家住宿,大嫂正在房前做着热气腾腾的豆腐。 韦大哥一家为水族人,儿女都在外地打工,家里就他们夫妇二人和一位失聪的老父亲。韦大哥带我走上吱嘎作响的木楼梯登至二楼,坐到外廊的“美人靠”上。这里视野开阔,几层梯田之后是中寨错落的屋顶和蒙蒙远山。 韦大哥说门口那块接待牌已经挂了好几年,村里也曾为了发展旅游修整了村中的道路,还搞了座博物馆。但由于怎雷位置太过偏僻,交通不便,近几年除了比较大的节日外,游客都寥寥无几。“我以后想在屋门口的坝子上盖个凉亭,这样可以吸引游客……”他的汉话说的不太流利,但从语气里能听出他对美好未来的期盼。“就是不知道这旅游什么时候搞的起来哦……”韦大哥最后叹了口气,无奈的冲我笑笑。旅游业对于地处贵州大山中的穷困山村来说似乎是快速发展经济的有效手段之一。但从乡村旅游发展的现状来看,在找到一条解决传统文化保护与村民物质生活改善矛盾的途经之前,旅游开发到底是福是祸,谁也说不清楚。 晚餐是火锅,其实就是“一锅熟”,贵州少数民族地区最常见的做菜方式——一锅酸汤,放入菜或肉煮着吃,锅上架一铁圈,放上一个小碗盛蘸料用。今天算我有口福,赶上韦大哥今天去赶场买回一条当地人叫“塘角鱼”的大鱼,肉嫩味鲜,和着现做的嫩豆腐,沾上放了一种有奇特味道香草的辣椒,真是美味的原生态酸汤鱼大餐。虽然早闻黔东南人民的酒量,但他家自酿的米酒酒味不重,微甜的味道让我放松了警惕,跟大哥大嫂你一口我一碗的喝了三碗。没想米酒后劲十足,酒劲一上来我就华丽倒下了。D6 2011年10月31日 天蒙蒙亮,怎雷村头的小学校就开始播放音乐,那些熟悉轻快的校园民谣让我在半梦半醒间仿佛穿越回曾经的童年时代。早上起来头不痛心不恶,果然是好酒不上头。怎雷的民居都是清一色的干栏建筑,木柱木墙覆歇山瓦顶(寨中新建的房子首层有开始采用砖混结构的,不仅让建筑更稳固,也起到防火的效果),大部分建筑都被岁月浸上一层深褐色,其中不乏上百年的老房子。民居多为两层,首层养牲口堆放杂物(也有临公路边的人家把首层改作店铺),二层则是起居区域,因此通常看到木楼梯直通二层。楼上一般有一外廊,或悬挑或有柱落地。虽然建筑结构都为干栏式,但寨中各家各户并不局限于统一的形式,如楼梯的位置有的放于侧面直通二层房门,有的置于正面通向外廊;外廊的利用也多样,有当外阳台使用,做栏杆“美人靠”,也有做成晾台挂满玉米,还有的人家把部分外廊围合起来扩大房间面积。穿斗抬梁式木结构的灵活性让人们可根据自家使用、资金等情况选择合适的形式。 寨中的建筑都是顺山势而建,基本都不在一个水平面上,因此形成一个立体的建筑聚落空间:路一侧是架在半坡上得仰望的吊脚楼,而另一侧却只看到下层坡地上建筑的瓦屋顶……穿行其间是一种有趣的空间体验。怎雷村上寨和下寨都是水族人居住,中寨则既有水族又有苗族。单从建筑上其实分辨不出水族和苗族的差别——村中人家造房请的都是同一批木匠师傅。不过晾在窗前屋外的不同的民族服饰就像鲜明的旗帜,让人一下就能分清族别。生活在同一片屋檐下的水苗两族人们并不因为穿着不同的服装而划清界限各自生活。在怎雷村,水族人会说苗话,苗族人会讲水话,既延续各自的传统,也彼此交流尊重,求同存异。走在寨里的小道上,时常能见到这样的场景:苗族妇女和水族妇女一起坐在屋檐下聊天,一边的水族妇女手中缝着水族风格的绣花鞋,另一边的苗族妇女灵活操纵着织布机,织着色彩鲜艳的苗族彩布……走进中寨的一户苗族人家,男主人正在做木工装修自家的房子,他妻子和老妈妈则忙碌着织布绣衣。男主人也姓韦——韦姓是怎雷村的一大姓,看着和我年龄相仿。韦兄告诉我,他们想赶在鼓藏节之前把房子装好,好迎接客人——十三年一次的鼓藏节每家都会来十几桌客人,女人们赶制的新衣服也就是为过节准备的。“那你怎么不穿苗服呢?”我问。我发现村中的男性很少有穿民族服装的。“穿那个太麻烦了,”韦兄笑着指指他老婆正穿着的艳丽的苗服。“她们穿着漂亮,向日葵色板官方是还要干活的,那衣服太容易破了……”我也注意到村中的男性确实很少有穿民族服装的了。“修一栋这样的房子多少钱呢?”我对农村房屋的造价很感兴趣。“六、七万吧……听说城里一个平米要几万块啊……”看来城市住房的高房价已臭名远扬。在城市里,人们倾其所有,像寄居蟹一样得到个小盒子,能不遇到拆迁住个几十年就算不错了。而在像怎雷一样的山村地区,一栋屹立百年的老屋可以居住数代人,破了旧了就在原址修复重建,这不仅是居住文化的沿袭传承,而且是联系整个家族承上启下的纽带,一个家族的根系就在他们热爱的土地上深深扎下来。([]
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