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十五天游历了欧洲大小十国。荷兰—— 比利时—— 法国—— 卢森堡—— 德国—— 瑞士—— 列支敦士登—— 奥地利—— 意大利—— 梵蒂冈。哈哈,我自己都感到迷惑,十个国家十四个城市。阿姆斯特丹、布鲁塞尔、巴黎、卢森堡、法兰克福、(海德堡)、琉森、列支敦士登、慕尼黑、菌斯布鲁克、威尼斯、罗马、梵蒂冈、佛罗伦萨、米兰。走马观花,浮光掠影,除了三飞,汽车行程四千多公里。城市的繁荣我无动于衷,悠久历史留下的艺术作品,人文景观让人震撼。但对我来讲,收获最大的还是这四千多公里,让我饱尝眼福,见识了欧洲超美丽的自然风光。还是那句话,风景在路上。原以为,只有高原才有的兰天白云,在欧洲天天见到。在川藏南线左贡到芒康的“卡均”,草甸、牧场、森林,美不胜收,殊不知这种风光在瑞士沿途尽是,好几天都车行在无限的美景中。这次旅行我最大的收益是这4000多平里。虽然同车40人都在行走,可认真关注窗外的人只有我。大巴车一路奔驰,再好的风景也不会停车。加之团员们上车就关好窗帘睡觉,我睁大眼睛也无法看到前面,风景一闪而过,非常遗憾,错失了很多美景。本来摄影技术有限;加上密封窗,头手伸不出去;到景点时间非常有限;挤在人缝中拍照;像机不专业,没有三角架;这次照片质量不好,许多都歪歪斜斜,删掉了1/3的照片,心痛啊,不可复制。看过哈总欧洲的照片,差别太大了。作为辛勤劳动的回报,还是想与大家分享,鼓起勇气,发贴,谢谢大家浏览。 十五天走了太多的地方,脑子里很混乱,几千张照片还需分门别类,慢慢上贴。也许地点与照片不符,请指正,谢谢。(上图为巴黎艾菲尔铁塔,下图为瑞士琉森的廓桥) 阿姆斯特丹 —— 美好与罪恶并存的城市 阿姆斯特丹,荷兰的首都,荷兰最大的城市和第二大港口,人口约71万,阿姆斯特丹是座水城,河网交错,河道纵横,被称作为“北方威尼斯”。提起阿姆斯特丹,就想到了:风车、乳酪、钻石、木鞋、喜力啤酒、郁金香、雏菊花海,春天里的阿姆斯特丹更是花的海洋。阿姆斯特丹的早晨 这里街道很干净,人、车很很少。在欧洲都是有轨电车,人们都骑自行车,市内停放自行车的地方很特别。 停放自行车的"高架桥" 街景 环绕阿姆斯特丹的运河 兰色、红色、绿色的各式小楼房,可爱极了。这里曾有个古老奇怪的法律,门越大交税越多。所以阿姆斯特丹住房的门都很小,而窗很大,家具都是从窗口吊运进去的。所有的楼房顶部都有数个伸出的铁钩子,以固定吊运物品所用的绳索。 正当我们在鲜花盛开的房前拍照,窗口出现了一位老人,慈眉善目的向向日葵色板官方招手微笑,还与向日葵色板官方合照。 正当欧洲杯,到处挂满了足球、花环、小旗,十分热闹。 刚进入阿姆斯特丹,我非常喜欢这个古老、宁静、花团锦簇的城市,可到了红灯区,听到看到后,感觉十分厌恶。这是个美好与罪恶并存的地方,糜艳奔放的红灯区丹拉克大街,橱窗女郎,性博物馆,把性、性交赤裸裸的表现出来了,让人毛骨悚然。在荷兰,榜“自由开放”的法律,使得“合法的性交易”、“合法的大麻贩卖”得到保障,它也是世界上第一个使同性恋婚姻合法化的国家。在这里,可以公开吸大麻 ; 妓女有营业执照、执证上岗;可以光明正大的嫖娼。 性博物馆向日葵色板官方没有参观,丹拉克大街也是清早去的,让女人亲眼目睹那些……,会有些难堪,也许对男人更有诱惑力。这里的红灯区在欧洲是最著名的,比泰国的红灯区“极别高”,许多男人专门为此到阿姆斯特丹。(网络也许不让上这些照片,上一张组照吧) 谢谢所有关注及留言的朋友们。发贴时还忐忑不安,摄影水平太低,与哈总的照片相比差距太大了。你们给了我信心,"本色出演" 哈,我也再返走一趟欧洲。4000多公里,路景太美了。我每天睁大眼睛,贪婪地注视着窗外,拍下这些照片,质量不太好,但是真实的欧洲自然风光。不好意思,拙品。因为旅行,工作积累太多,照片也多,只有慢慢上,请原谅。 在距阿姆斯特丹10公里的桑斯安斯风车村,是个美丽宁静的乡村。保留了三座木制风车,还有十几座荷兰风格的木建筑。当和煦的春风吹动着屹立了几百年的风车时,我想起了“堂吉诃德”手持长矛与风车的博斗。可别小看这个美丽而宁静的小乡村,彼得大帝曾经在这里学习过造船,拿破仑也曾赞美过这里的美景。当然,也是旅游团必到之地。 小树被立型成了这样 荷兰造型朴拙的木鞋,世界闻名。木鞋起源于数百年前,由于荷兰低地雨水多,户外工作的人们都会穿上木鞋,既可保暖又可保持干爽。五光十色的各式木鞋挂满了商店,旅游的人都会买些各式木鞋装饰品作为礼物送人。这是从古到今的朩鞋,刚开始没有颜色现今五光十色的各式木鞋 每个进入风车村的人,都会被拍照。打印后放在门口,10欧拿走。 网络资料 沃伦丹也称福伦丹,离阿姆斯特丹约20公里的车程,是艾瑟湖边一个小渔村。从前,当艾瑟湖还是个海湾的时候,这里的人们都是以打鱼为生。后来荷兰人为抵挡洪水,在北面建起了拦海大堤,海湾也变成了现在的艾瑟湖。打鱼的人渐渐少了,蜂拥而至的游人使这里成为荷兰北部的一个旅游镇,它也是到阿姆斯特丹旅客顺道游的必经之地。称它为奇迹小镇是因为,沃伦丹是围海造出来的小镇。这里风光秀丽,湖水宁谧,阿姆斯特丹人周末会来度假,也有很多城里人到这里买房子。 ([]
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人在旅途野味丁烦闷的日子里总想写首诗送给你却总是静不下心于是带着你遥远的祝福踏上川流在风景线中的列车在你生活的海洋中去寻找温馨的港湾 2012年10月烦闷的一天,突然决定去离我较近的桂林、阳朔去走一走,于是,打好包,下午说走就走... 午饭后,在广东连南瑶族自治县的广场上了去连山的车,准备在那里再转车去广西贺州,那里车多好拦车。 下车后在连山一家小店买了瓶饮料,问了年轻貌美的女店主还有没有去广西贺州的车,她说还有(所有去贺州方向的车都要经过她店铺门口),她让我在她店门口等,说很快就会有车来,还给我一把椅子让坐下来等... 在等待过程中我开始找话和她聊天,得知她原来还在东莞某房地产公司做过中层管理,是个白领。我原来在深圳可是呆了18年,珠三角地区几乎跑遍了,自然向日葵色板官方有话聊了。那女孩是连山本地人,家人为了催她回家结婚,才逼她回来家乡的,小县城没有什么好工作可做,就自己开始了创业,开了一间专门卖阳江刀的小店,由于位置偏,生意不好做,加上男朋友又不顾店,喜欢打麻将,使得女孩十分苦恼,对前途感到渺茫,不知如何是好。她告诉我,在东莞追她的成功男人很多...偏偏回到家乡找了个不争气的男友。我留下了她的手机号码,想进一步和她联系,车也来了,我上了去贺州的车,准备在贺州扎营,第二天再坐车去阳朔的,可是上了车,计划全变了...因为又发生了一个故事... 车在傍晚7点多钟到了贺州车站,我在最后下车,下车后有个女孩站在大巴车门口突然问我"你下一站去哪里"?我说"我先去找个地方扎营,然后,第二天再转车去阳朔"。"那你去不黄姚古镇啊"?那女孩问我。我说"我没有打算去黄姚古镇"。我心想,你不会是拉客的吧!?她说"你可以先去黄姚古镇,然后再去阳朔啊"!我说"我没去过,不知离这里有多远,而且天黑了又没有公交车去了,打的士会很贵的"。那女孩说"我一看你上车背那个包就知道你是个资深驴友,我也是玩户外的,我家就在住在黄姚古镇附近"。我听那女孩这样一说,我立刻化解了对她警惕性,于是,我就和她聊开了... 原来那女孩是回家来参加堂弟的结婚大喜事,以前经常带驴友去她家扎营,那女孩人很热情,又在大巴车上认识一个中途在路上上车的一个来南方"漂泊游荡"的新驴,之所以说他是新驴,是因为那男孩第一次出远门玩"户外",让朋友在网上花了600元把帐篷、睡袋、背包、防潮垫全部买好了。后来,在我的指导下又重新买了个背包。后面细说。那女孩把那男孩叫过来跟我认识时,那男孩手里拖着一个行李车,到我身边一细看,行李车上拖着的是一个户外包。我见他的第一句话便是"我还没有见过拖着户外登山包玩户外的。 那男孩姓林,让向日葵色板官方叫他"小林"。我问小林去不去黄姚古镇,他说,他听我的。然后,我问了那女孩,包车去需要多少钱,问到车价格合算的话,向日葵色板官方就去,结果,问到一个顺路要回家的黄车司机,约30元一个人,于是,向日葵色板官方三个人就上了去黄姚古镇方向附近的私家车,那私家车为了多赚钱,又拉了二个上来,一部小车就这样挤进了5个人。在路上,我问女孩怎么称呼她,她说叫她百合书好了。在聊天过程中,既然得知百合书认识我一个深圳登协一个领队班一起参加培训的同学"风景",真是无巧不成书啊!天下如此之小。于是,我们聊得更加投缘... 晚上,向日葵色板官方到了百合家里。百合书说明天一大早天不亮就要起来带向日葵色板官方走山路徒步二小时去黄姚古镇逃票进去。 这个左面的女孩就是百合书,向日葵色板官方去黄姚古镇的徒步路上,还有小林... 百合书带向日葵色板官方成功逃票进了黄姚古镇后,还要忙着去找她妹妹一起赶集市采购食品回家办酒席,就交待了我回程的线路有二条,一条是坐车弯路绕道回去,还有一条就是原路徒步翻山返回。我和小林一直逛到下午就早早地徒步返回。 介绍一下小林小林家在吉林,家族做药品生意,由于不好做,生意萧条就出来到南方走走,完全没有目的性,买到广州的火车票在韶关就下火车了,去了南华寺、丹霞山后,又边走边搭车到了连州,准备往广西方向走,走在路上累了就随手拦截到了,我和百合书同坐的大巴车,我是倒数第二个中途上车的,小林是最后一个上车的。 我和小林下午从古镇回来后,上到向日葵色板官方扎营的二楼平顶上吃惊发现,我的帐篷被鞭炮炸出来5、6个小洞,仔细检查才发现都是帐篷门帘处烧坏了,不影响我的行程和野外露营,这事情我也没有告诉百合书,我是沾了她家的喜事了。 又在书家楼顶上露了一晚上,第二天一大早百合书的爸爸用摩托车拉我和小林,分两次把向日葵色板官方拉到十几公里的路边去搭车到阳朔,还把司机师傅的电话号码告诉了我,在此,我借此机会向热心的百合书和她朴实的父亲深深道个谢!感谢一天二夜在她家的吃住和热情接待... ([]
Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangMr YANG Liusong, a Chinese who just finished the first solo traverse over Chang Tang by cycling from west to east in recorded human history, shared his stunning Expedition with all of us through the forum 8264 https//bbs.8264.com/thread-512349-1-1.html . In order to share his legendary journey with those who cannot read Chinese, I translate his story to English here, which has been approved by Mr YANG Liusong. Hope you guys enjoy it.为了让杨同学的传奇能让全世界的驴友分享,俺决定把杨同学的帖子翻译成英文。为了避免麻烦,俺先来个免责声明:1。杨同学不认识俺,也没有授权俺,如果他说不要翻译了那俺就随时终止;2。俺没有商业目的,译版版权归杨同学,俺啥也不要,也不承担法律责任;3。没有杨同学授权,不敢擅自发在国外网站,发在原帖处,荣誉归8264;4。俺英语水平有限,欢迎指正,欢迎转贴。 Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangBy Yang LiusongIt has been three months since I traversed the unpopulated region in the Great Chang Tang. There are many like-minded asking me about it. I now present this thread to briefly tell everybody about my journey.The starting point of this traverse was from the highest peak of the western part of the Tibetan plateau, Jieshan Daban, and the day was April 20, 2010.I was heading eastward passing Bungdag Co, Yanghu Co, Rola Co, and Kangzhagri Mountain, which crossed over the desolate region from west to east. The journey continued northward to enter the unpopulated area of Altun Mountains, through Hoh Xil Mountains, Kunlun Mountains, Whale lake, ..., finally met some people by the Aqqikkol Hu and then arrived in Huatugou by vehicle three days later and that day was July 5. It had been 77 days in total. I had been all alone 74 days after leaving Jieshan Daban until arriving inAqqikkol Hu, which was about 1400km and about four months.[The Great Chang Tang] In Tibetan, "Chang Tang" means northern empty wilderness while narrowly, means unpopulated region in northern part of Tibet. However, it actually indiCATes all of the no man's land in northern. The great Chang Tang includes desolate places in Northern Tibet, Hoh Xil, Alun Mountains, and Kunlun Mountains, which are interconnected to form the unique and super empty wilderness in the world. Only because Hoh Xil is the most known name, most people just think this vast land is equivalent to Hoh Xil. In reality, Hoh Xil is only a small piece of the Great Chang Tang both administratively and geologically. The Great Chang Tang, the last land to chase your freedom and dream.The route that I traversed ForeplayI arrived in Tibet in the early March, a couple of troubles bothered me. The brand new plug got its positive and negative wrongly connected; the rivets of my rucksack eASIly got broken from now and again; and a multi-functional charger got damaged and so on. Riding my bike to Ngari for warming up of this journey, lost my rucksack but later got it back; lost my camera bag and got it back later again, and finally lost a big bicycle pannier in the street of Gyangze town under the eyes of police, including clothes, solar panel and so on.Without much choice, I returned to Lhasa to adjust all the stuff I would need in the wilderness. Then I begged some luck by going to Nyingchi to enjoy the blossoms of peach trees and to take a hot spring bath. I even had the privilege to enjoy time with ten girls in the hot spring. I felt my bad luck had all gone and then returned to Lhasa again to prepare going to Ngari. I did not expect that I was cheated on by some hustler and lost some money and delayed my schedule for a week. I had to find a car myself quickly to Nagri. However, I lost the tool for fast-parting my rear wheel on my way to Nagri, where was a remote area in Tibet and nowhere to buy the tool. Even if there was one in Lhasa it would take at least ten days for a special delivery service. I was lucky that my mate Duola asked a driver to bring the tool for me from Lhasa. I thought there should be no more nightmare like this but the nozzle of my brand new multi-fuel stove was broken. The next day I tried everywhere to weld them back together. The first three shops could not do the welding for copper. The fourth one said they could do it but could not guarantee a sUCCess. The engineer said it would be ten Chinese yuans if it was a success. I agreed. Just in seconds, my nozzle became crap in a flash of lightening. I was so upset. Again, Duola helped me by bringing her own MSR oil stove and Dingding's sleeping bag to Nagri. That was already April 16 and I did not have much time to waste. The following day I found a vehicle heading to Jieshan Daban.The sand storm over Yarlung Zangbo RiverA lonely peach tree blossoming in Yarlung Zangbo Grand CanyonNatural hot spring in wild, me singing and drinking (photo by a friend of mine) Day 1(April 20), 16km, Camping 5192mIt was a truck with a full load of iron wastes, arriving in Jieshan Daban at 6'o clock in the morning. It was still night and extremely cold and dark. Driver was not bothered to pop his head out of the driving cab. I climbed up on the top of the iron wastes, taking my bicycle down. In a hurry, I punched my old water bag. Fortunately I had another MSR water bag given by a friend of mine otherwise I would definitely fail without even starting my journey. For the first time for me to set up the brand new tent in strong, cold winds. It would be impossible to do so if the tent was not a whole piece. Extremely cold outside, about -15C, might be lower than that, I put my head into the sleeping bag but was nearly suffocated to death, honestly. The smell of Dingding's sleeping bag was, lol, so extraordinary. I woke up around 11 o'clock. There were still strong winds outside so that I had to use my bodyweight to keep the tent in place. At the time when I just started to cook and eat, four patrolling soldiers approached me. To their surprise someone, in this season, camped in Jieshan Daban. I was so nervous and afraid they were the people to block my journey because I was caught and deported from the desolate land last year. Luckily the four soldiers did not know my destination and were very kind to me. After they left, I immediately packed my stuff and pushed my bike into the depths of the unpopulated area just in case anything unexpected happened.The bike was very heavy due to the provisions and hard to control. There was even a quite small hill that I had to remove my bike panniers to get over it. This really struck me because this happened even the path was still the hardship one at the moment and I could not imagine what I would do once I entered the uncertain, endless wilderness. Until now I had not met anyone, even the nomadic pastoralists. I remembered there were quite a few of them roaming at the edge of the northern Tibetan plateau last year. All of these indicated it was not the good pasture season in such low temperature and strong winds. Around 16km there was a sheep cote, where I passed it last year, east of Lungmu Co. I was exhausted at this point so that I decided to camp in here and to rest my head. After arranging tent everything I went out to look for the wetland discovered by Duola and Liumeng last year. I was determined to find it.There were many hot springs in the wetland which were underground water with a constant temperature. The wetland therefore became an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such harsh weather, which was the very unique land feature of terrain in this over 5200m highland.Perpetual snow in the valley blown to corn shape by strong windsThis wetland was discovered by Duola and Liumeng. The workers at a nearby mine did not know it and I too missed it last yearUnderground water with a constant temperature, an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such icy weather 感谢大伙儿支持和加分,不一一回复了。特别感谢多啦,希望能有机会一起喝酒吃肉。 Day 2 (April 21), 0km, Camping5192mBlustering gale all night, up and down like ocean waves. The next day rather than continuing to travel, I stayed inside the sheep cote, hesitating and pondering over. Indeed, there were so many problems before this journey;I did not have sufficient physical preparation;the load had already reached its limitation; I still coughed a lot;the weather was so extreme and cold. All in all, I did not think this journey was well prepared and I did not have confidence in completing this journey mentally and physically. To do, or not to do, it was the question. Similarly I did not have confidence in my facilities, not knowing whether all of them would work functionally or not. The fact was one of the rivets got broken again and the front rack came loose. In the afternoon, I replaced all the rivets of the panniers with screws I had prepared before. This was an excellent job I had done which gave me no further troubles throughout my whole journey. I also re-adjusted the front rack. However I did not think it would definitely all right because I did not have a tool to do it. When the darkness descended,I made up my mind to continue my journey, which, of course, was not beyond any imagination. Orchid-like weedsSmall springs everywhere, clear and chillyA thin layer of ice covering the fresh spring water The sheep cote, it was the door under the sleeping bag, which was in the same place as last year, everything looked like yesterdayThe wetland at duskLungmu Co at dusk. You could hear the gigantic sound of wind if the picture had a sound Day 3 (April 22), 52.4km, Camping 5145mGot up in the morning, could not put everything into the bags. Without much choice I had to throw away three portions of tsampa, elbow pads, and crampons. Following the road of the lead-zinicmine I found the side path to enter the wilderness, which was on the riverbed and very hard to see. I missed this side path last year so that I had to take a short cut into the wilderness directly then. That was why I had taken extra care to find the side path. The following journey was to get over a big hill, which lay 5275m above sea level and was the highest point of my whole journey. Around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I passed the side path leading to Orba Co and started a journey which was complete strange to me. I ate a piece of pilot breads, which was frozen like rocks so that I had to use my spade to crush it. At 6 o'clock in the evening, I had pushed plus rode my bicycle for about 32 km. I reckoned I should have been able to double this if I did no carry such heavy load. The wind became stronger and stronger. I opened the parasail kits and tested it. The result was far beyond what I expected. With the aid of the strong wind I was just like flying over the wilderness. After 8 o'clock in the evening, I started to observe the water Source and to get ready to camp. Map showed there were successive springs along the path and assembled to puddles. But I had overestimated the water source here in this land and in this season there were endless wilderness inside the valley, where I could not see a single drop of water. As it became darker and darker, I felt a little bit nervous which resulted in three spokes of the parasail broken and became a useless rubbish. Anyway, it helped me to move forward 20km more which benefited me a lot later on. When time approached 9.30 pm, it was almost completely dark. I had to lie my bike on the ground and went on to try to find water on the north side of the valley. This was a wide and flat sandy land, where I could not see any ditches there and further was complete darkness. I returned to get my GPS to look up the contours and found the south part of the valley was closer to a hill so I took the way. Finally I found a piece of ice in a ditch. I smashed about 20litre of ice. The ice was quite shallow scattered with sheep poo. On my way back, my eyes were hurt by strong winds, which got me a couple of days to recover. It was nearly 23 o'clock after I set up the tent. It also took about 40 mins to melt the ice. I was so tired and my appetite was completely spoiled. I then had a little bit of milk. I had never expected thing would go like this, it was so distressing. Streams along the path, ice everywhereThe river flew into Matou Hu, in whose north part there was a satellite lake, a wonderful ice-skating court It took 40mins to melt the ice in midnight Day 4 (April 23), 31km, Camping 5028mA cloudy day with gusts. From now and again, hails chased me from behind. Sunny spell. Heavy sandy land made me have to push my bike. At 3pm, I arrived at Luxing Hu, where there was a house made of clay. This was the last permanent building of my journey. Last year, Duola and Liumeng once lived in this house for three days without meeting anybody. It seemed it was the same but the truck parking in front of the house made me worry about. I went to the sheep cote first to check over, where there were only a few lambs following me everywhere I went later on. This made me feel warm in my heart. I observed farther places using my binoculars but could not see any people or sheeps. After making sure there were no people around I opened the locked door using a screwdriver. The living room was very clean. There were two boxes of beverages on the ground and a string of cured lamb legs hanging over in the interior room. A pot of water was on the top of the stove, lukewarm, which indicated the host must be not far away from his home. I filled up my water bag and left the house. I also put the screws back to the door in order not to leave any trace of my visiting. I then took a spanner from the toolbox of the truck, which gave me great help for the rest of the journey.I left the house as quickly as possible. After last year's experience, the nomadic pastoralists were the last people I wanted to meet. A few hundred meters away from the house, the vehicle traces were fading fast. Even downhill, I had to push rather than to ride because of the heavy loose sand. From the route point of view, only after Luxing Hu it was the real unpopulated land. After many days, I thought of the lamb legs from time to time. It was pity that I then had plenty of provisions and the bike was too heavy to carry anything more. Continue to melt the ice under the morning sunshine, all of the sheep poo had been removed carefullyCamping site, the little hill over there was the place where I got the ice last nightThe house by the Luxing Hu, empty, the last permanent building I saw throughout my journeyDay 5 (April 24), 19.8km, Camping 4951mSet off at 10.30 in the morning, the weather was similar to yesterday. Probably this road was the high plain or somewhere the wind passed so that it was so windy. The average wind speed was degree 6 but could reach degree 9 in the blick of an eye. The road was still full of sand and very heavy to walk on it. My eyes became worse under such harsh weather. About three o'clock in the afternoon, I saw something in my right, looked like antenna. I went closer to see what it was and found out it was an iron tower (the triangulation station). In 1970s, a joint team from Chinese three military regiments entered this area doing research. They have left a lot of triangulation stations and benchmarks, which I had the priviledge to see them today.At dusk, I approached to a spring by the Bungdag Co, which flew into the frozon lake. The sand and soil, brought by the strong wind, scattered on the surface of the ice all over the lake. There were so many cracks around the icey surface of the lake. I geussed it must be caused by the springs under the water rather than by melted ice. In the west of the Bungdag Co was the side path leading to Keriya Pass, where a SUV could reach directly. I had looked out any vehicle Tracks but failed. The cloudy sky started to snow. I set up the tent comfortably because I knew that I was safe having such a sweet spring beside me.Triangulation station erected by scientists from the joint research team on Chang Tang of three military regiments in 1971[size=+0]The gap between water and ice in Bungdag Co, I guessed there must be some springs under the lakeThe storm just above the ground, a chaotic darkness[size=+0]Icy Bungdag Co,one of the four biggest lakes in Northern Tibet, wild ducks flying over this vastness and lonenessSnowing at any time, should not happen so frequently like this in this seasonDay 6 (April 25), 4.3km, Camping 5002mWeathering landforms everywhere around this area. Spongy volcanic rocks could be found easily. I pushed my bike turning around a small hill, seeing a big river, the Yinshui He, flowing from Orba Co into Bungdag Co, which I had been to its upstream last year. It was also a passage for animal migration. The downstream of the river was extremely wide and broad. The thickess of the ice layer could reach one meter with the main stem in the middle course of the river, very deep. There were a few springs along the river, sweet and clear.I only went forward a little bit more than 4km but I had walked more than 20km for finding my way. It was not possible to cross the main stem, let alone the north bank of Bungdad Co. What I could only do was to try to find a shallow place to cross. But the southern area was a even larger piece of wetland and forced the road turn towards west. I spent a couple of hours but failed to find a good point to cross the river. In the afternoon, I decided to follow the edge of the wetland. When I reached the hill foot, the wetland finally disappeared. Around this area, there were clearly volcanic feature of terrain and I even found traces of pasturing and cairns made from volcanic rock.Here was the last pasturing trace I found throughout my journey, I guessed it was a summer pasture area. After this, there was no clear sign of human activities in this vast wilderness. I had been looking for my ways until it was dark. I made up my mind where to go TOMOrrow. The terrain here looked like Yardang landforms, as well as volcanic landforms The Yinshui He river from Orba CoSprings scattered all over the river bank, painted green by lovely algaeThe river was very deep. The mixture of green and amber colour showed the sand and mud carried by the melted iceThick layer of ice, sunken surface caused by strong gustsThe south course of the Yinshui He, countless small streams. To the right was the wetlandLooking for ways in the east, a trace of pasturing and the cairn made from spongy volcanic rocksMy camp, opposite to the hillDay 7 (April 26), 11km, Camping 5009mI moved forward to the direction I found yesterday, turning around the wetland and walking toward east. At 2pm, I was blocked by the zigzag Yinshui He again and I had no choice but to cross it. The river was about 700m wide, covered by ice which appeared very different. The hanging ice, the folding ice, the piling-up ice, the icy puddle, and the sleet were everywhere along the river bank. Having noticed all of these, I reckoned the river would be receding at dusk, which was why there were so many different shapes and forms of ice. I put my slipper on, going into the main stream of the river. I found there were at least three different courses of the river, the thickness of the surface ice varied and the river water reached above my knees. I sighed there would be no way back once I crossed this river. There are many ways in one's life too, you can only take it once and you will no long have the courage to repeat it.I pushed the bike crossing the river. Some of the ice was a bit soft, jamming the tyres so that I had to use my feet to break them first. Some of the ice was a bit thick but with half-melted underneath, sticking the the bike completely, some of the ice was half-water half-ice with a sandy riverbed, which was really hard to pass. I had to remove all of the panniers at the last stage of the crossing. I spent the whole four hours to cross the river, my legs got many bloody cuts. At 6pm, the surface ice was almost disappeared completely, the river level rapidly rising to a chaotic status. I thought if I hesitated a little bit at that time, I could not have the courage to cross this river under such circumstances. The river bank was unimaginably sandy and was quite steep. I had to unloaded the panniers again to reach the top of the bank. By the time of sunset, the weather became exceptionally good. The sunlight from the descending sun, the blue sky, the faint moon, .... I liked such a colorful and peaceful Chang Tang and very much enjoyed my camp and myself bathed in such beautiful colour.The ice like this was very thin and suspended, far away from the main stemHard surface with half-melted underneath, the soft sand at the botton was most scaryThe ice like this could easily jam the wheels, hard to get it outI had to unload the panniersChaotic water and terrible hails turned up in no timeThe Chang Tang at the moment liked it used to be,a mixture of cold and warm tones under the golden setting sun Day 8 (April 27), 14.6km, Camping 5112mLast night, I forgot to bring in the odometer, which was out of order due to the coldness in midnight. Since then I used GPS to check the mileage. The digital thermometer was no longer working. I had to use mercury thermometer to collect data. Night temperatures were basically between –15℃—–20℃ while the temperature inside my tent was about –10℃. The advantage of the integrated tent was that it limited the ventilation so to keep warm inside. However, it got clearly disadvantage of heavy condensation and dew. Every morning, there was plenty of frost inside the tent so that I had to put my hood on First Before fully getting dressed. The winds in Chang Tang finally became consistent with the pattern I had researched the other day no or very tiny wind in the morning, strong wind started after 2pm, and then at around 8pm its strength was reduced again. The accuracy of this prediction was about 80%.The road was very bad today. I walked whole afternoon in an ancient riverbed and it was so difficult that I had to use all of my strengths to move a small step forward and then to stop to breath, slower than a snail. After five hours' struggling, my eyes got wet when I saw the grassy river bank. Finally! The nightmare was over.Cold and clear morningHeavy morning condensation in the interior, a lot of frost to clearSuch dawning sunlight indicated a cloudy day ahead Day 9 (April 28), 18km, 5072mIn the morning I entered a range of sandy roads which were so terrible. The solar panel specially designed for GPS got short circuited. After checking it was found to be the diode got damaged. Luckily I got a replacement. Because the GPS was exclusively supplied by a solar panel so that it was no longer a problem for the power supplement of GPS. In a period of 70 days, I did replace the battery once, which saved me a lot of alkaline batteries. I did have another solar panel of 5.4 W which was used specifically for 7.5V Camera, DV and other digital facilities. Unlike water, I had never been short of power.At 7pm in the evening, I arrived at Pur Co. The surface of this lake was very odd the ice by the river bank rose and the river bank was broken, I reckoned that was due to the strong winds. The ice there was mingled with something yellow, could be the stain of alkali. There were many wild yaks on the other side of the lake. There could be two brown bears but I could not be for certain. On the east side of the lake, there was a peninsula leading to the centre of the lake. I camped just opposite to the peninsula. At night , I smashed the ice to get drinking water, which tasted alkali. For the first time I cooked the cereals, which was brought completely by accident. This was just because I found there was a little bit of extra space when I was in Nagri packing the stuff for this journey so that I bought two packs of cereals. It tasted disgusting, probably there was too much alkali in the water. I threw away half of it. Later I realised that probably I subconsciously felt that the provisions was so heavy. I would rather make it lighter at any cost.Dry all my stuff in the morning sun, a routine matterA faint dusk in Pur CoThe river bank pushed up by ice and opened like zipper by gustsThe pushed up surface of the iceThe place where I got my drinking water, a thin layer of ice behind the ablation corns The moment just before sun set, glittering Pur Co, nothing was the same差点儿没找到俺自己的帖子,原来变色了。多谢各位鼓励。 Day 10 (April 29), 16km, Camping 5141mIn the morning, I walked around the north bank of the Pur Co, where it were continuous ups and downs sprinkled with light yellow sprouts across the sparse grassland. The wild yaks clustered into small groups. All of a sudden, there was a group of five of them running towards me, blowing a huge cloud of dust with the power of thunderbolts,I believed that anyone who did not know the characters of the wild yaks must be frightened to death under such circumstances. The fact was the wild yaks in groups never injured people. Rushing to you just to show you its territory. When they approached people at certain distance, they would turn sharply and run away, and then stopped somewhere high to stare at you. You can not imagine that the wild yaks were very cautious animals compared with its almost one ton of weight. Their first reaction, when meeting people, was to raise their tails, the front hooves rubbing against the ground, the horns pointing forward, the eyes redden, and the long body hair shaking, all of which showed their determination to fight.This was the warning sign that you should retreat. However, you should realise that this was only a gesture that they were afraid of you and wanted to scare you away. The thing was that if you were not afraid of them and moved forward, they would run away in no time. There were only some mad yaks attacking people, which was really rare to happen. In Chang Tang, an experienced driver know that it is very dangerous to pass directly from two or three lonely wild yaks. They always tried to avoid confronting them directly. If this was not possible, they would lit a cigarette, smoking, to wait until the yaks walked away themselves. This was because the wild yaks really could attack vehicles, which was not completely rumors. I once asked them why I had not been attacked. They told me that because my bike was so small they would not be bothered to attack it. My own experience was that approaching a wild yak very slowly, do not look into its eyes, and ignored what it was doing. As long as it moved forward a little bit, just stop and give the yaks a little bit of time to think. Because if you forced the yak, it could be themost dangerous animal in the world and nothing could stop them killing. Even a gunshot could not kill it but only left a small hole in its skin. In the past, the nomads living near this land would use yaks' skin as chopping board which was very much endurable. At noon, I lost my balacLAVA, which was brand new and I had never used it once. I could not be bothered to go back tofind it. This resulted in that I had to have my fleece hat day and night in the rest of my journey, which did not provide fully protection from the sun in the plateau. But somehow I was all right, perhaps because my skin is similar to those of yaks, lol. At around half past one, I found a deserted Jeep, upside down. I felt it could be there for years and it could be the vehicle of someillegal HUNTERs. Nowadays, we have wildlife conservation reserves in Chang Tang and the animals here are well protected. However, some people kills the wild yaks to sell them as the domestic yak's meat. In general, it is worth 10,000 Chinese yuans for a single wild yak. Therefore many people take the risk to make money. They often enter the unpopulated areas to hunt and their activities can reach 200 km in diameter. This is why the wild yaks in the deep wilderness are less afraid of people than thoseat the boundaries of the Chang Tang region.There once happened that a wild yak mother revenged its baby's murder in the Altun mountains. Its horns pierced the killer's chest and held his body over its head for more than ten days, which was very touching.Around 3pm, I walked out of the Pur basin. The next point was Hong Shan Daban and then it was the Yueya Hu by the Toze Gangri. At this time I found a vehicle track from south to north. I checked over but could not find the way where they had gone. I took my map, GPS, and compass, climbing up a small hill to estimate the location of Hong Shan Daban. The mountain was very round and it was hard to find the mountain pass. After determining the location of the Daban, I moved straightforward. When I passed a messy grassland, I saw something that I was reluctant to see more than hundreds of wild yaks' head scattered all over, which was definitely the scene of the illegal hunting. After that it was a very long ancient river bed with soft sand slowly rising until the foot of the mountain.There are some spines on the surface of the tongues of wild yaks, which are used by nomads in this area as combs. They use them from their teens to the time when their hair becomes silver.The deserted Jeep, could be left by illegal hunters years agoThe slaughtered wild yaks with the wheel size heads. Some of the skulls were chopped into half. Why was that? Could be taken away for making combs?My camp at the foot of the Daban underthe lingering golden rays of the setting sun. Tomorrow's weather must be wonderful, I reckoned Day 11(April 30), 20.4km, Camping 5120mThe surface of the road leading to Hong Shan Daban was very hard, most of them were small rocks, sort of gravels, plus a quite long downhill slope, I pushed my bike more than 20km for the first time after Luxing Hu. The mountain pass was quite flat, just like a broad ridge, it was 5256m above the sea level. Upon arriving at the pass, Toze Gangri of 6356m was in my sight clearly, very much round and there was no back bone like normal snow covered mountains. Most of the snow mountains in Chang Tang looked like this probably it was due to the geological movements. There were quite a few chirus or Tibetan antelopes in the valley but I was not interested in this kind of animals anymore after I witnessed a large scale of migration of such animals last year elsewhere.The herbivorous animals here are very quick to reach its original size of the population, such as wild yaks, chirus, Tibetan gazelle, pika, and marmot. When you go into the depths of the Chang Tang, you could hardly be surpised by the sudden appearance of the chirus because they are so common in here. At this time of year, the chirus have already male-female parted. You could see many pregnant female chirus but hardly see any males. According to recent research, Zonag Co is not the only lake for breeding. There are at least four of them in the whole Chang Tang. Zonag Co, Tuzi Hu, Heishi Beihu, and another lake I can not remember. I think there must be more than four of them and most of the populations do not migrant long way like most people used to think. They generally migrant from south to north between Central Mountains and Kunlun Mountains.The chirus looks very timid but are very curious about outside world. They are not really afraid of people, particularly in the depth of the Chang Tang. The nearest distance we can approach is about 30m. They just stare at you calmly and think who you are and why you move so slow. They would run in front of you. Look like they are afraid of you but the fact is they are playing with you. A man's own character shapes his fortune. This is of course suit for animals too. The chirus are the typical one. They have a super speed and a pair of sharp antlers. If they are crazy, three of them work together could easily kill a wolf. But as you might have known, their antlers are just for fighting to mate with females.Down the Daban there was a very steep and straight road, I tried to ride the bicycle but ended up with falling over. The front rack came loose and one of the pannier flew into valley. The foot of the mountain was the Yueya Hu covered by ice, which was alake full of heavy metal elements. Along the lake bank there were many stark rocks very much weathered, lining up just like castles or houses. This made me stop to investigate what they were from time to time, I did understand they were just rocks though but they were so real like the figures of real people. On of them even made me hide in a ditch, observing them again and again using my binoculars. There were also many black volcanic rocks. All in all, the features of this area were really unusual.Passed over the Yueya Hu, it was an endless ancient lake bed. What my GPS showed was this area was a big lake like tentacles. I looked around, it was endless wilderness without a piece of ice and a drop of water. Roughly, I estimated this lake bed was about 1200 square meters. I had to tell you that Chang Tang was a place where there was no high-resolution map. The marks in the map often were some kind of memory. Just like this ancient lake bed under my feet, may be it was full of water a few years ago. Who knows. Pushing the bike in such an endless lake bed was very easy to get lost. My mind was in a chaotic status too.The migration of the animals, photo taken last year The road rising up to the Daban, full of gravels, very hard, ideal for pushing your bikeThe Yueya Hu gazed at by the round and smooth Toze Gangri. At a glimpse, could you tell which was mountain, which was cloud?Ancient lake bed. The white stains were the alkali, look like ice. About wildlife (part 1)Declaration Personal experience for reference onlyDangerous wild animals and their threats to human beings are a ever-LASTING subject for those backpackers travelling in the wild.In Chang Tang, for example, there are two kinds of deadly animals, one is wolves and the other is brawn bears. As substitutes, wild yaks and crows might be dangerous to you in some circumstances that I will come back to this a little bit later on. As for how to protect yourself against these dangerous animals, I think the primary point is you do not try to hurt them because the emotions of human and animals are same instinctively. [Wolves]Throughout my journey, I met wolves a total of seven times, in which I confronted them five times. As you might have known that wolves have become more and more solitary animals, it is very rare they live in a large group nowadays. Please allow me off the point a little bit and talk about the ecological problems in Chang Tang. The problem is now not the decrease of the number of the chirus but the imbalance of the whole food chain, more specifically, the number of the animals on the higher trophic levels of the food chain has not yet reached its ideal level which results in this kind of imbalance. Particularly, the pikas and the marmots who have lost their predators rapidly expanse which results in the desertification of Chang Tang. As early as the middle of last century, wolves were the dominant predators in the vast wilderness. They became a threat not only to other preys but also nomads pasturing in this land. Therefore, the then government called on people to cull back the population of the wolves in Chang Tang, which resulted in the current situation directly. The last official record about wolves attacking humans was around 1970s, which happened in Bamaoqiongzong. A team of secientists was surrounded by a group of wolves and they had to shoot them using guns. Of course, at present in Chang Tang, wolves are absolutely lonely.In this traverse, the first time I encountered a pair of wolves, one of them staying in front of me pretending to attack me while the other staying behind me. This is the standard attacking strategy of wolves. First, you should not be nervous which can be easily detected by the predators. Second, you should not retreat even an inch because this means you are the prey rather than the predator. Do not make any large movement, of course you could take a picture if you feel safe to do so. You must look into its eyes for a few minutes or even half an hour. When the wolves can not work out who you are and consider you are not posing any danger to them, then they will leave. You should remember that wolves in this land do not lack of food and it is much easy for them to catch a pika than a human. Even if being hungry, they would 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([]
自10月21日乘火车去成都,至11月12日乘机返回济南,22天历经成都、康定、稻城、香格里拉、梅里雪山、丽江、泸沽湖、西昌、峨眉山、乐山大佛、重庆歌乐山。身体倦矣,心里美矣。回来整理照片,慢慢写游记,供诸同好,真是莫大的享受。 在8264论坛上先发了个帖子,诚邀驴伴,回帖、打电话,有意项者多,能同行者少。有位济南的驴友本来说可以去稻城,邀他在山东省图书馆见了一面,说起行程、花费,对于一个刚毕业不久的他来说,费用是大了点,在我的劝说下,他经过慎重考虑,放弃了去稻城的计划,改为游历其他的地方。和几位驴友通了电话,说是去稻城,但都没有说定。经常一个人独自登上远去的列车,没有同伴就独行吧,先到成都再说吧。 从济南乘火车到成都用时35个小时,是俺山人平生坐火车最长的一次,济南2136开车,第三天0845,到成都,区间里程 2295公里 区间时间 35小时9分。 从济南乘火车到成都(K208/K205),一路经泰山、兖州、 枣庄西 、徐州 、 砀山 、商丘 、开封 、 郑州 、巩义 、汝州 、平顶山西 、南阳、邓州 、襄阳 、谷城 、武当山、十堰、安康 、西乡、汉中 、广元 、江油 、 绵阳 、德阳、成都。在火车上除了睡觉就是聊天,睡了两个晚上,很有意思啊。夜里有打呼噜的,有婴儿啼哭,有神经病患者黎明前放声高歌,晚上睡不了几个小时。好在常在旅途走,什么样的情况都能应付。最不愿坐飞机,一是贵,二是把行程大为缩短,一点意思都没有!还是坐火车一路走来,一路看景,一路思考,这是火车的好处。 在火车上晚上睡一觉就过去了,白天最难熬,但俺山人有几大发明可以熬时间,祖传秘方,不传外人啊:1、找美女聊天;2、看书;3、上网;4、散步;5、坐禅;6……办法有得是。只是聊天聊得口发干,看书看到头晕眼花,上网上到手机没电,散步散到警察把你当特务,坐禅坐到别人把你当成神经病。 火车上见到一位女游客,心无旁骛,专心致志地在刺绣,布面上有亭台楼阁。大庭广众之下,不急不噪,专心女红,真奇女子也。上前搭讪,方知她从济南上车,要去绵阳。因经常乘火车,学会了刺绣,一上车就拿出针线,红绿黄蓝青靛紫各色细线一一备好,穿针走线,布面上的风景由模糊变得愈来愈清楚。我本男儿身,不擅针线,否则,拜她为师,飞针走线,该有多大的乐趣。全身心投入到刺绣事业之中去,既可破闷,亦可修身养性,亦平生一大乐事也。一座楼阁绣不好就到成都了,一定不会觉得路途遥远。中华儿女多奇志,不爱武装爱红装。刺绣者,网名繁华如沙是也。她到绵阳后,还发来信息说:绵阳有直达九寨沟的大巴,绵阳平政汽车站,早六点半至中午十二点,滚动发车,全程需八个小时。 回忆是温馨的,点点滴滴都充满着一种温情。但愿我能把一路上经过的事儿与人记得更准确、更详细些,不求宏大,但求细致,但愿能想起更多的细节。突然想起了火车上的乘务员,她是位中年妇女,应是青岛人吧,生性豪放,她说现在列车硬件质量差,亲手指着用了不长时间的地方生了锈。还说遇到了一位驴友,工作一段时间挣够了钱就辞职出去旅行,花光了钱再去工作,老板惜才没让他辞职,完成了工作量就准许他出去旅行。其真驴友也,出行时间长,工作都放在了第二位。我辈乃笼中鸟,养家糊口之余方能挤出十几天时间云游四方,惭愧惭愧。 在成都梦之旅国际青年旅社,上网时在赶一篇稿子,12点写好后。听一位驴友说,去稻城最好先乘车到康定然后再去稻城。听了他的话。就决定买去康定的大巴。计划已定,去了青羊宫,参观完以后就到车站买了到康定的车票。 我住在成都梦之旅青年旅社,已买好10月24日到康定的车票。在梦之旅,碰到广州的小谭,他本来就没有明确的目的地,我说稻城美啊,不是一般的太美!经不住诱惑,小谭同意一起去稻城。早晨乘出租车到旅游中心客站,小谭买到了票。向日葵色板官方同乘一辆大巴,晚上到康定,一路风景壮观。住在贡嘎青年旅馆,遇到不少去稻城的驴友。有美女理云、帅哥小轩,四人打的到康定老城”老友记私房菜”吃晚饭,又邀了美女叶儿与小唐,队伍已发展到六人。第二天(10月25日)小唐与叶儿坐班车去稻城,向日葵色板官方四人包面包车到稻城,每人是150元,车上又与美女程程邂逅,一行五人奔向稻城。从康定包车到稻城一般得1000元,向日葵色板官方算是便宜的。 到了成都,先找住的地方,梦之旅青年国际旅社就在武侯祠马路对过(南面),那是驴友扎堆的地方,以前曾住过,条件尚可,就住那吧。从火车站乘车极为方便,在武侯祠那站下车即可。住了个十人间,30元一个床位。寄存好包后,乘车去青羊宫。几年前去成都,参观了在广汉的三星堆,在成都的杜甫草堂、金沙遗址。青羊宫是川西第一道观,离武侯祠不远,坐落在成都西南郊,南面百花潭、武侯祠(汉昭烈庙),西望杜甫草堂,东邻二仙庵。青羊宫具体位置是成都市一环路西二段九号,经过“青羊宫”的公交车车很多,也就几站的路。 济南至成都火车卧铺(中)大概是450元左右,成都梦之旅国际青年旅馆一个床位30元,青羊宫门票10元,从成都至康定,新南门车站发车,从8点10分到12点,好像有四班,票价大概是120元左右。我是乘的8点10分的班车,大概是下午四五点钟到。一路经雅安(这一段是高速)、泸定,在翻过二郎山前一个叫王老四的饭店吃的午饭,每个菜大概15元,和小谭要了两个菜,只吃了七成饱。在二郎山前路一直比较好,快到泸定路就不好走了,康定贡嘎青年旅社一个床位大概是35元。 向日葵色板官方当时时在翻越剪子弯山时看到的贡嘎雪山,看到的是应是其北坡(或者西坡)。当时12点左右,阳光明媚,看得较较为清楚。 向日葵色板官方正此盘桓半个多小时,尽情领略贡嘎雪山的神韵。 到卡子拉山时大概是下午2点20左右。 一路风景优美,这是包车的好处,想停就停,坐班车就不能随便让司机停下来照相了,你眼中的美景人家天天看,不会一见到雪山就发出“哇!哇!”这样的惊叹。。 我拍摄主要是记录行程,但愿能把一路的美景都装在心中。 终于见到了兔儿山。 兔儿山海拔4696米。过兔儿山就到海子山了。 海子山多石头,堆在一起,气势磅礴。当时天色已暗,这几张是当天最后的照片了。从理塘到稻城的风光非常壮观,可惜天完全黑下来,至稻城一直没再拍照片。 海子山绵延几十公里,在傍晚时分,面包国行驶在海子山中,不时能见到海子与硕大的石块,苍凉之感扑面而来。 在稻城住妈妈青年旅馆,我和小谭、理云、小轩、程程五人乘面包车先到,叶儿与小唐乘班车后到。到稻城重庆火锅店吃饭,人多菜少,也就吃个半包。饭毕,他们几人在超市购物。乘车云妈妈青年旅馆分店,条件太差,老板不地道,把向日葵色板官方忽悠到了一个非常偏的分店,基本上没有人。一见到一位小伙子,他说是老板的弟弟,非常气愤地说:“明天就要关门了!”怎么找了一个这样的地方!基本上都是我们这帮驴友。晚上和小轩同床共枕, 一夜睡得很香。第二天司机师傅曲米定好早晨7点出发。 看傍河要从主道上向西走几百米。 傍河风光,早晨看很有味道。 在《秘境稻城》一书中,作者说傍河夕照,色拉晨雾景色最美,我们没有看到傍河夕照,也没有看到色位乡的晨雾,但却看到色拉乡早晨的太阳照在大山之上的美景。在此拍摄的驴友还是很多的。 由色拉乡向南走不远就是热乌寺了。 司机曲米与一起去亚丁的驴友合影。曲米自称是山歌王子,一路上不时要唱上几句,为我们带来许多欢乐。 在海子旁,大家拍照留念。翻过波瓦山,路基本是是柏油马路,很好走,到赤土乡曲米家去喝酥油茶。曲米的父亲为向日葵色板官方煮好了酥油茶,火炉里木柴烧得正旺,阳光透过窗户射进来,喝一口酥油茶,暖暖的。在他家呆了半个小时,看了他家的佛堂,登上屋顶,远望整个村子。曲米大哥的面包车出了毛病,曲米帮着捣鼓了半天,车也没有修好。在赤土乡呆了有一个多小时。向日葵色板官方继续赶路,路一边是溪水,黄杨树的叶子是鹅黄色的,嫩嫩的,煞是可爱。 当地的杨树其实是分青杨树与黄杨树,向日葵色板官方分不清,一律称黄杨树吧。杨树叶子是色的,其他的树叶子是绿的,与碧绿的溪水、醋枯黄的草搭配起来,组成一幅美丽的画卷。 溪流清澈而又湍急。 曲米的家到了。 围在曲米家火炉边,温暖、温馨的感觉油然而生。 藏族人家的房子真大。 色拉乡的乡村非常温馨的地方。 赤土乡是个风景区美丽的地方。([
混在尼泊尔(第一天)2012年10月11日晴 和3000只羊一起过关各位看官,上回书说到,俺和天南海北的8个驴友拼车到了樟木,在希夏邦马峰下和北京来的林妹妹跳了一曲激情探戈。但是,这只队伍整体上显得有点沉闷,不符合哥哥我“融洽、快乐、有戏”的旅行宗旨,我计划到了樟木就独行,天马行空地干活。从定日到樟木,沿途5个军警检查站,看起来形势有点小紧张。但哥哥是有身份(证)的人啊(不仅有身份证,还有护照、边防证),哥面带微笑,神色自如,一般情况下穿制服的看一眼就放咱过去了。当然,有个小小的例外:过最后一道防线的时候,那个武警战士把别人都放过去了,唯独把俺的护照拿给他的长官看,长官又到里间去验证。不过,10分钟之后,他就微笑着把护照还给俺、放俺走了。后来俺想,可能是哥哥俺仪表堂堂、器宇轩昂,他把俺当成领导干部了。按规定,领导干部不能随便因私出境的,所以他要去验证一下哈。在樟木海关前下车,跟司机结了帐,正好中午12点。其他人往右走去兑换尼泊尔卢比,我打枪滴不要,悄悄滴溜掉,往左找饭馆吃饭。要了一份蛋炒饭,一个蔬菜汤,打发饥肠辘辘的“魏(胃)长官”。吃了一半,哗,门口呼啦啦来了一群山羊。不是一小群,是一大群哎,3000只的山羊大阵。大家都不吃饭了,纷纷出门看羊。饭店老板说,过几天就是尼泊尔的宰牲节了,几个尼泊尔人从中国贩了一批羊过境去卖个好价钱。后来我过友谊桥就是跟在这群羊后面进去的。哥认为,那是一种暗示。我在尼泊尔的13天,有4天跟羊打交道,就是布恩山徒步的四天,每天和羊争道。羊是一种温顺的动物,这是不是预示着我尼泊尔之行没有风险、一路平顺?闲言少叙,书归正传。我正在饭店门口看羊,那边厢山东小情侣过来了。他们说,大哥,我们正在找您呢。得,溜是溜不掉了,那几个人已经走过来了,我赶紧笑着说:来来来,先吃饭,吃完饭咱们一起过关。樟木人民币兑换尼币的汇率一天一变,昨天还是1比14.2呢,今天只有13.8了。不知加德满都汇率是多少,我先在这儿兑换1000块钱再说(后来到加都就后悔了,加都的汇率最高只有13.2)。过了友谊桥,早有人等着向日葵色板官方并领向日葵色板官方到尼泊尔公安局办理入境手续,后来才知道这是吉普车主,想让向日葵色板官方打他的吉普到加都。填了入境证,顺利上车,木有传说中的索要小费现象。书上的攻略都坑爹啊,我在尼泊尔13天,一个索要小费的公务人员都木有,你以为人家像你中国公务员呢,切。8个人租了一辆吉普,副驾坐一人(俺码子大,坐副驾),二排4人,三排3人。司机是个尼泊尔帅哥,长得像宝莱坞明星似的,一路跟女大学生小凌聊天。咱外语不行,咬紧牙关不讲话,任由小凌打点。说实话,樟木到加都的风景没什么特别的,和咱这山区农村一样。只是中途下车看了一会蹦极。偶麦噶的,这个咱不敢玩,看一会闪人。5个小时后,到达加都特米尔街区中国人开的凤凰宾馆。这下哥真要闪了。我跟他们说,我在这等朋友,你们别管我了。他们怏怏滴走了。那一刻,我还真的有点不忍心。山羊大阵过海关加都杜巴广场夜景嗐,尼泊尔人保护古迹的方式是在古迹上边卖菜加都街头一瞥更多精彩游记见QQ空间:391583130 混在尼泊尔(第二天) 2012年10月12日晴一个人出门去猴庙喝不到热水 找不到厕所今天睡了进藏以来第一个懒觉,8点才懒洋洋滴起床。尼泊尔时间8点可是北京时间10点15哦。起床后,去餐厅吃免费早餐,稀饭、馒头、咸菜,挺对胃口。自己冲了一杯从国内带过去的牛奶。又泡了一杯六安瓜片(无论到哪儿,我都带茶叶,这是我旅行中唯一的腐败,吃的倒不讲究),消消停停滴享受休闲时光。凤凰宾馆是加都中国人开的宾馆中名气最大的,老板姓江,老板娘姓龚,四川人。在加都几天,我没见到老板,都是老板娘龚姐在打理。我人品好,龚姐对我关照有加。那天傍晚,向日葵色板官方一行人到达之后,他们到前台问询,被告知木有房间了。我找了个凳子,低头记旅行日记。待他们走远,我上前询问,向日葵视频色板APP官网员看一眼龚姐,龚姐说:“有。给他安排东楼206”。哗,东楼206是个带阳台的大房间,同样700卢比,比其他房间好得多。谢谢龚姐。我决心在未来的几天里都在中餐厅消费,给您老人家架相。后来我要办尼泊尔CM卡,龚姐给我复印护照;我要加都地图,龚姐给我拿。都是免费的。今天我要去猴庙。猴庙就在加都边上,打车200卢比。下车就有小盆友过来主动兜揽生意,当小导游。我知道这是要小费的,不过看那小盆友聪明伶俐,乐得让他挽着我上山。那小盆友的名字很长,我也记不住,我就叫他“机灵”。机灵一路用英语给我讲解,我90%都听不懂。不过他给我照相,镜头感出奇的好,比后来我遇到的那些驴友好多了。售票处在半山腰,票价200卢比。买门票的时候,我给他300卢比,对他说:“One hundred, give you .”他不要,最后要了我5块钱人民币,加40卢比,合110卢比。这家伙挺会算计的哈。回程我是自己走回来的,但走着走着迷路了。我一路问路。“Ilostmyway ,pleasetellmethedirection to Thamel .” 加都街边的小贩,有的会几句英语,有的不会,好不容易遇到一个三轮车夫,英语讲得叽哩嘎啦的,可是俺听不懂。我估计,我听力差占30%,他口语不行占70%。我想给泡了茶叶的户外保温壶灌一点热水,跟一个咖啡店的姑娘比划了半天,她似乎听懂了,跑到自来水龙头前给我满满灌了一壶自来水。尼泊尔的生水不能喝,喝了要拉肚,我走到街角就倒掉了。可惜了我的好茶叶。我走走停停,忽然一阵内急,就去问一个卖羊毛披肩的小老板:“Wherearethetoilet ? ”他说:“Walk ,walk , up , second, left.”我照他说的:走,走,上去,二楼,左拐…擦,二楼封死了,根本上不去。回头跟他说,他不信,带我去,果然上不去。我那个急啊。后来他跟对面一个商店的老板说了,那老板让我在他店里的厕所解了燃眉之急。尼泊尔人真好啊,我连说几遍thankyouverymuch 。不知谁说的:不会外语,又不会死人。死人倒是不会,但是不方便啊,能把人憋疯。因为外语不好,当晚我还出了一个糗。晚上我到小店买洗发精,我比划着洗头的动作,女老板很快明白了,给我拿了四袋,便宜,一共才10卢比。洗头的时候我还奇怪怎么尼泊尔的洗发精不起泡沫呢,第二天戴上帽子,发觉帽子内圈一层油。请教懂行的人,才知道袋子里是头油。卧槽!话说回来,我外语很差,可是我很勇敢。我一路问路,突然眼前一亮——成片的庙宇豁然展现在我的眼前。原来我误闯到加都著名的杜巴广场来了。这不正是我计划中要重点游览的吗?我也不知道哪个是活女神庙,哪个是供湿婆罗的神殿,就那样边看边拍,在里面流连了几个小时。猴庙。我和小导游“机灵”庙里的女孩上猴庙山时遇到的中国妹纸,笑容干净灿烂。她在跟小贩砍价。 猴庙是俯瞰加都的最佳观景台,在这里,老外占99.5%,中国人只占0.5%。中午吃的就是这个,我叫它尼泊尔虾球、咖喱扁豆汤猴庙。鸽子与游客。猴庙,化缘的僧人混在尼泊尔(第三天)2012年10月13日晴巴德岗 色情木雕的大观园 昨晚,在酒店大堂里看见一个用手提电脑上网发博客的老小伙儿,聊了几句以后,才知道他就是大名鼎鼎的户外老驴、色驴“行摄匆匆”,人称“葱头”。好多到尼泊尔旅行的人都是看着他的帖子设计旅行线路的。我提议一起出去吃尼餐,和葱头一起从EBC徒步回来的美女说:“你如果打算未来几天去博卡拉徒步,现在就不要吃尼餐,因为徒步时天天吃尼餐,叫你吃得够够的。现在要抓紧时间吃中餐。”后来我和葱头在龚姐的中餐厅里喝酒(喝25块钱一瓶的劲酒,国内才卖10块),相谈甚欢。他给我介绍了很多布恩山徒步注意事项,对我几天后顺利走完小环线起到了大作用。昨天我独行迷路,深感自己外语不过关,于是决定跟着外语好的人在一起混,能混一天是一天。正愁没人捡我呢,早餐时邻桌一对小夫妻过来问我:“大哥今天去哪儿?”我说想去烧尸庙。他们问:“巴德岗去不去?要去向日葵色板官方拼一个车。”我说好啊。就这样被来自上海的大李、小雷夫妻俩捡了。他们俩一个在外企工作,一个在上海电视台外语频道当制片人,英语说得港港的。我正困着呢,枕头就来了,要不怎么说咱人品好涅。出旅馆的门又遇到三个中国人,也是去巴德岗,于是6个人打了两辆车,每人车费200,门票100。进了巴德岗景区大门,几个人就分头玩了,临走照了一张合影。一起到巴德岗的6个人古时候,尼泊尔有三个鼎足的国家:加都、巴德岗和帕坦,这三个国家的皇宫都在加德满都谷地里,相距不远。相比加都,巴德岗更加安适休闲,没有乱糟糟的行人吵嚷,也很少有呼啸的摩托车横冲直撞。我在巴德岗的杜巴广场慢慢欣赏,品味,有时候索性坐在咖啡馆门前喝喝茶,看人来人往。后来,我信步走入寻常巷陌,看尼泊尔妇女井台汲水,看孩童巷子里顽皮,看老人庙里沉思,感觉渐渐融入了尼泊尔的市井生活。纳加阔特,屋顶拍夕照,我和大李小雷大庙梁上的色情木雕。这里过去是皇宫,说明皇家贵族多糜烂。尼泊尔人民群众其实是非常保守的,他们把生殖崇拜放在心里。巴德岗。杜巴广场的美女。巴德岗的小巷里。井台。顽童老人不愿和我合影,嫌我不够帅街头,送momo的孩子我在一家店里吃momo(尼泊尔传统美食)其实就和包子差不多,多一盆咖喱汤巴德岗晒谷场 大李小雷的计划是今晚住巴德岗,因为巴德岗有很多幽静而有特色的guest house (客栈),中古的氛围浓厚。而我的行程是看完巴德岗就去纳加阔特,住在纳加阔特山顶客栈,早上一边在床上吃早餐,一边推开窗户看连绵起伏的雪山。玩到下午3点,大李小雷给我打电话,说受到我的蛊惑,要和我一起去纳加阔特,于是我又跟他们混到了纳加阔特(打的,700卢比,三人AA)。纳加阔特 向日葵色板官方住的“新大象头旅馆”混在尼泊尔(第四天)2012年10月14日晴 Local bus 的拉风之旅 从巴德岗到纳加阔特山顶,必须打的。因为巴士只到山腰,走上去还挺费劲。打的到山顶最高的那家宾馆,我刚把摄影包放到沙发上歇口气,大李就挥手叫向日葵色板官方outside。原来是没房间了,看来这里房间还怪紧俏的。到了另一家,叫新大象头宾馆,有房间,两个间要50美金。大李跟boy叽哩嘎啦一通神侃,boy同意降到45美金。得,能住下就幸运,赶紧进房。后来我问小雷:你的英语也不怎么样吧,不然我怎么光看到大李在说话?他们俩相视一笑。大李说:“哥哥你有所不知,小雷这是锻炼我呢。她是电视台英语频道的记者,比我英语强得多。”原来这样啊。放下行李,洗把脸,出门到另一家宾馆的楼顶平台上拍晚霞。说实话,晚霞很一般,但山谷里的景色很美,拍摄的过程很有意思。我后来在布恩山徒步时看到的雪山远比在纳加阔特看到的大,但是在这儿我和大李小雷相处的过程是愉快的。向日葵色板官方萍水相逢,却亲切友善,互无芥蒂,很能谈得来。我还邀请小雷到淮南采访非遗火老虎呢。小雷爽快地答应了。晚饭是在二楼平台吃的,微风习习,令人神清气爽,我要了一个鸡肉炒面,一杯黑咖啡,和二人边吃边聊。向日葵色板官方谈了对尼泊尔和加都的观感。大李说,加都就像向日葵色板官方内地上个世纪70年代的小县城,又脏又乱,但是比县城大得多。小雷说,虽然城市不咋地,但是尼泊尔人民很友善,很温和,从来没有看到谁朝游客瞪眼睛,这样好的人民打着灯笼都难找。我说,为什么好多中国人把尼泊尔旅游作为出国旅行的first?一是因为尼泊尔从来不拒;二是因为尼泊尔消费低,来一趟不需要多少银子,你到美国旅行,每天花大把大把的美元,心里那个疼啊,快乐的感觉就被腰斩了;三是尼泊尔有最好、最成熟的徒步路线;四是尼泊尔人民温善友好,这是保证一路好心情的必要条件之一。大李问:“哥哥,如果有两个国家,一个是现代化的,比如美国,一个是落后但淳朴的,比如尼泊尔,你会选择在哪儿居住?”我说,富裕文明永远比落后蛮荒要好,尽管后者看起来返璞归真。原始社会最生态、最淳朴,有几个人想回到那样的生活呢?这顿饭,我学到了米饭叫rice,面条叫noodles,炒面叫fry noodles 。我很笨,可是我不拒绝学习,我利用各种机会不断丰富我的英语词汇,期待单飞的那一天。晚上,上不去wifi。我很寂寞。盆友们,我好想念你们。怀念被儿子拿走的那个屁股手机,那东西就是好,随时能抢到wifi。洗洗睡。一梦到早晨5点半,大李来喊我去拍日出。站在观景台上,面前是连绵起伏的雪山,安纳普纳,郎当,希夏邦马。但是离得很远,不是很清楚。吃早餐的时候,大李小雷说他们要徒步去昌古拉扬神庙,不急着回加都。我得一个人下山了。我说我去坐local bus (当地巴士),我要坐车顶。这时旁边位子上一群中国人中的一个小美女冒出了一句:“我也想坐local bus,我也想坐车顶。”瞧瞧,瞧瞧,我又被捡了。美女叫小林,北京人(呵呵,又是姓林的,又是北京人)。吃过饭,向日葵色板官方下山到巴士站,大李小雷因为要乘车到teikot,从teikot开始徒步,就陪向日葵色板官方坐一程。到了车站,小林跟驾驶员说向日葵色板官方要坐车顶,驾驶员说这段路太险,不行。我怏怏上车。到了teikot,大李小雷要下去徒步,小林说她也去徒步,我突然感到很无助,在开车的那个瞬间,一个箭步窜下去,加入到他们的徒步行列。后来我跟大李说,咱们还是有缘啊,你想甩都没甩掉我。大李说,你看到美女就想甩向日葵色板官方,结果还是被向日葵色板官方黏上了。向日葵色板官方捶胸揽肩,开怀大笑。徒步到昌古拉扬,2小时,强度极小,一路观尽加德满都山谷美景,在此不表。从昌古拉扬神庙回加都,我终于如愿以偿坐上了车顶。看到我兴高采烈攀上车顶了,大李心里痒痒得难受,在征得夫人同意后,和我一起猴攀到车顶拉风。哈哈!车顶上风好大,电线和树枝从头皮飕飕掠过,一不留神就会被“斩首”。车子歪歪倒倒,晃里晃荡,把我们紧张得手心出汗。北京小林,一路唧唧歪歪这疼那疼的小女子,关键时刻掉链子了,说感冒了,不能坐车顶。说实话,她也不适合坐车顶,太危险了。没有人提醒你注意电线什么的,安全全靠自己掌控。看当地人上下自如,如履平地,向日葵色板官方自叹弗如。一直到加都郊区,快见到警察岗亭了,向日葵色板官方才下来。 纳加阔特日出 晨曦中的纳加阔特山顶第一次坐local bus,我和尼泊尔小女孩站在一起徒步途中昌古拉扬神庙大殿,据说大门是镶金的巴士上,我和邻座的日本姐姐,她说她刚从珠峰东北坡徒步归来终于坐了回车顶,有点小紧张哎 混在尼泊尔(第五、六天) 2012年10月15、16日晴在费瓦湖上空飞翔:walk, walk…run ! 来博卡拉之前,我就打算留一点时间在费瓦湖发呆。我得思考一些问。不然就这样乐呵呵地傻玩,有点太浮躁了。思考于我,就像呼吸,停滞意味着死亡。那天清晨,我真的在费瓦湖边上坐了2个小时。湖水静静的,蓝的像是上帝留在人间的一块蓝宝石。谁也不认识我,没人来打搅我。在湖边的草地上,露水打湿了我的肩头和屁屁,我想了很多很多。我为什么出来旅行?就是来寻找快乐的吗?是,好像又不完全是。静下心来分析,在深沉的意识里,我其实是出来寻找两个坐:我在这个世界的坐,中华文化在这个世界的坐。出门旅行,我习惯带着地图——我得弄清我所在的位置,我未来要走向哪里。人生也是一次旅行,我也要清楚自己身在何处,意向何方?上帝派我来,让我受了这么多磨难,到底是要我干什么的?为了弄清楚这些,我得作一些比较——我要看看别的人是怎样生活的,看看落后国家的人怎样生活,也看看发达国家的人怎样生活。以此反照自己:我这样子生活是对的吗,我是否在浪费生命,我该在人生观、世界观、价值观上作哪些调整?我也在观察别国的文化,先进的,落后的,生机勃勃的,死水一潭的……我拿他们和中华文化相比较,明确中华文化的地位,预测中华文化的走向,并按照自己的意志对她的走向进行干预。尽管这种干预微不足道,但我心里要保持清醒,决不能活得含含糊糊,不明不白。我不是一个极限运动的挑战者,也不是一个探险家,我只是在寻找。因此我不做在死亡边缘走钢丝的游戏。我出来时,老娘交代又交代:我支持你旅行,但你不要冒险。你要知道,对于这个世界来说,你个人微不足道,但是对于向日葵色板官方家来说,你就是一切。我有过在死亡边缘挣扎的体验,那是一种“活着就好,其它神马都是浮云”的彻悟,那种感受我没有忘记,毋需再次体味。我谨记着老娘的叮咛,时时注意安全。从西藏开始,我不断遇到旅行牛人,有的从4月份就出来了,一直在印度、尼泊尔、西藏地区游荡。我好生羡慕。照我现在的节奏,一年才走2个国家,何年何月才能把这个世界走完?我好想一年有11.5个月在外面旅行啊。但我知道,我做不到这样。我有家,有爱,有欧派,不是无根的浮萍,随风飘荡。真正的流浪者,其实是不幸的,因为没有人牵挂,因为总会有倦鸟思归的时候,归来却空空的行囊。我还是做一个边工作边旅行的人吧,儿子、丈夫、父亲,领导、朋友、下属,这些角色我都要演好,“一个都不能少”。书归正传。15日离开加都,我坐了9个小时的tourest bus(观光巴士)到博卡拉。车票是在凤凰宾馆前台订的,550卢比。那天清晨,boy带我们走了8分钟街路来到巴士车站,走在我旁边的是个一声不吭的精壮汉子,他就是一句外语不会也敢闯天下的辽宁老李。从这天起,哥哥我开始捡人了。在车上,老李坐在我旁边,和我叙了一路。据他说,他是辽宁一个市的公务员,单位二把手。过去,因为天天接送女儿上学,在家宅了好多年。去年,女儿上大学走了,他才抽出时间出去玩儿,先是学摄影,后来又爱上了登山徒步。他的梦想,是今年走ABC,明年走EBC,后年再走一个比EBC更大的环线。呵呵,老李跟尼泊尔雪山较上劲了。搞笑的老李,把QQ说成“球球”,把奥迪Q5说成是“四环求5”。更让人大跌眼镜的是,他居然一句外语不会讲就闯荡到尼泊尔来了。不过老李的攻略做得很细,第一天到哪儿,第二天到哪儿,背夫在哪儿找,小费一般给多少,他都门儿清。来之前,他就在“球球”上和博卡拉中国旅馆的女老板燕子联系好了,来了就住“燕巢”,我还是他推荐到燕巢的呢。不过,不会外语,一路上吃饭、上厕所确实不方便。该哥哥我大显身手了。经过几天的磨练,我已经有了不小的进步,这一路,老李点菜、入厕、买饮料、抽烟借火,都是我罩着。车到山前必有路,平时记不清的单词、句式什么的,真到用的时候,自然而然就从嘴里迸出来,我自己都觉得惊奇。我慢慢有了信心。要知道,在尼泊尔,外语为王。那些外语好的小米女、小蟀锅,你不知道有多牛气,我这个教授级人物,在他们面前哪里还有师道尊严?现在,我渐渐找到了感觉,原来大大的舌头,现在赶了个时髦,变得卷卷的了;原来磕磕巴巴,欲说还休,现在变连贯了;原来是说单词,现在可以说短句了。我在进步。在“燕巢”入住之后,老李陪我上街找滑翔公司问价。沿着费瓦湖岸,一排溜有很多家旅行社,有的可以办理徒步,有的经营滑翔、漂流。我俩问了几家,用简单外语跟人家交流,居然把什么都弄得清清楚楚。从滑翔公司出门,我俩不禁哈哈大笑。成,咱打通了任督二脉,到了可以自由行的境界了。晚上,我和老李到中国人开的兰花饭店喝酒。老李第二天要上雪山,吃了很多肉。吃过饭,老李在宾馆阳台遇到一个叫娟子的浙江女驴,听说她也上布恩山徒步,带来见我。这个娟子,不是个凡角,她每年有6个月在外面旅行。人家旅行,从来不花钱买车票,一路搭车,军车、警车、拖拉机,什么都搭过。在西藏当雄,她搭了一辆藏族人的拖拉机去纳木错,一下子深入到藏区原始村落腹地,走不出来了,在人家家里白吃白住耗了4天,而且没有被侵犯。她在国际交友网上交了一个德国男友,那德国人要“嫁”到中国,而她想去德国,两人正僵持着。论英语单词,她记得比我多,论句子,我稍强一筹。我就把她捡了。我的滑翔安排在16日的中午12点。滑翔的价格是5000卢比,照片、录像光盘是1700卢比,可要可不要,我选择了要。一辆大吉普拉了5个人到萨朗科山上,那坡上已经有好多人在准备滑翔了。我的教练是捷克布拉格人,他给向日葵色板官方讲解注意事项,我基本听懂了:贵重物品放在屁股底下的滑翔袋里,不要蹲,不要跳,walk ,walk ,run ……fly !(走,走,跑……飞!)第一次起飞失败,第二次起飞成功。捷克教练带着我在空中飞了26分钟。向日葵色板官方盘旋上升,又盘旋下降,看尽费瓦湖和博卡拉风光。这是我首次这么深切地体味飞翔的滋味,那是一种脱离红尘看红尘的感觉。那一刻,我身上散尽了厨房的油烟味,不再凡俗,不再庸碌,而是像一个浪漫的王子,正在经历童话。这个过程虽然短暂,仅仅26分钟,但我已满足。原来,生活还有另一种感觉,值得向日葵色板官方去追求,去期待。为此而付出努力是值得的。飞翔仅仅26分钟,但感觉终身难忘捷克教练在讲解起飞要领有人起飞了降落后,教练在收伞早上,我送别辽宁老李,他要去ABC(安纳普纳环线)徒步宁静的费瓦湖费瓦湖上湖边的尼泊尔美少女湖心岛上,我和僧人祈福的少女来博卡拉的路上,向日葵色板官方就吃这样的食物混在尼泊尔(第七到第十天)2012年10月17日—20日那谁,你娘喊你参加全球美女帅哥大Party!——布恩山徒步琐记 尼泊尔拥有全世界最好的徒步线路,路上风景美,设施完备,毋需重装穿越。到尼泊尔不去徒步,真的是一种遗憾。因为时间限制,我不能去ABC(安纳普纳环线,9天),更不能去EBC(珠峰大本营环线,18天),我只能选择时间稍短的poon hill环线(布恩山,4天)。不管是哪一种徒步,都要办进山证和劳务证。进山证是国家公园保护区的门票,劳务证是使用背夫的许可。如果你不使用背夫,也要办理劳务证(20美金),使用背夫则只需要10美金,尼泊尔政府以此鼓励你雇用背夫。在博卡拉,自己去保护区办公室办理两证,需要2900卢比(在使用背夫的情况下),宾馆帮你办理,需要3100卢比。我懒得费事,就让宾馆办理了。多出200卢比,也就是10来块钱的事。宾馆给我找的背夫叫“谷卖得”,是个24岁的当地青年,会说简单的英语,也会几句汉语,如:哥哥,累不累?冷不冷?好吃吗?等等。我自己背着摄影包,把三脚架、衣服、纯净水、从国内带的一点食品让他背,一天给1000卢比工钱。政府规定,走小环线的背夫,背包不能重于20公斤,我的只有11公斤,比我自己身上的摄影包重不了多少。早上,我在燕巢慢悠悠地吃了早餐:两片烤的焦焦的吐司,两个煎蛋,一根香蕉,一杯牛奶咖啡,才160卢比,很好。boy给我叫了一辆的士,说好1500卢比到徒步的起点南崖瀑(nayapul)。娟子和我一起走,但她说自己钱包瘪,只搭车,不出钱,我也不好意思说你不出钱就别坐。有个香港男孩丁丁,昨晚说好要跟我一起去徒步,后来看到一个小美女,就把我pass了。说到丁丁,我得多说两句。这家伙已经31岁了,还跟个小孩儿一样,走哪儿都抱着一个布娃娃小驴,说是他的吉祥物。可笑的是,见到漂亮姑娘,他就要上去搭讪,屁颠屁颠地给人家买啤酒、买牛奶,要求跟人家一起玩。这两天,滑翔、划船我都带着他,但他一搭上美女,立马不理我了。我看他不是来旅行的,就是来追女仔的。这也是旅途中的一类人吧。第一天,徒步6个小时,强度不大,途中景色一般,晚上住在乌勒瑞(Ulleri)。这一天,我和一对韩国情侣,哥伦比亚“微笑姐”琳达,还有娟子,结伴行走。尼泊尔徒步,每过1个小时,甚至半个小时,就有一个休息站,可以吃饭、买水、住宿。那建筑五颜六色的,在绿色的山谷里格外醒目,看起来很美。住宿一般很便宜,150到200卢比一间,合人民币十几块钱。床很小,没有电视,也没有wifi。一路上,背夫的住宿、伙食由客栈免费提供,但客人必须消费。客人不消费,背夫就没得饭吃。琳达中午不吃饭,但考虑背夫要吃,只好要了一份尼餐,自己喝蔬菜汤,主食给背夫吃。琳达是个可爱的姑娘,苗条的身材,长长的腿,永远都是一副笑模样。在乌勒瑞住下,我先去洗澡,再去吃饭。那里有简易的公共洗澡间,可免费洗澡。水不太热,勉强可洗。但是喝的开水是收费的,一玻璃杯20卢比, 1升60卢比。我喝水厉害,一早一晚消费了180卢比。几个老外带着气罐上来,自己煮开水,省了开水钱。到达休息点。每个休息点都是一个景点。我问她:昨天在费瓦湖划船的是你吗?她说:不是,我哪儿都没去,我家就住在后面。左起:“微笑姐”琳达、琳达的背夫、娟子、我早上,坐在乌勒瑞旅馆的阳台上用膳,山谷里布满阳光徒步路上第二天,徒步5个小时,景色一般,不如川西。中午1点就到了计划中的住宿点格拉帕尼(Ghorepani)。这是布恩山最高峰下的小村庄,住在这里是为了早晨冲顶看雪山日出。这一路,我跟法国老帅哥帕瑞一起走,那老兄体力真好,中途很少休息。他说他自己有一个养牛场,我估计他牛肉吃得多。我的背夫谷卖得不像昨天那样紧紧跟着我,而是粘在娟子屁股后面,跟她套瓷。到达格拉帕尼之后,我睡了一觉,醒来推开旅馆的窗户就看到了雪山。我和帕瑞、一个德国帅哥、娟子在旅馆门口的观景平台上度过了黄昏时光,喝茶聊天。看得出,那个扎着马尾巴的高大的德国人很喜欢娟子,约好明天跟他一起走。娟子是中国人认为长相一般而老外特别喜欢的那种人,外国人和中国人审美观就是不同。晚上吃饭时,谷卖得凑过来说话。在一本尼泊尔杂志上,谷卖得画了一个一箭穿心的图案,旁边写了一行英文:Ilove you,然后给娟子看。这家伙,想找娟子一夜情呢。燕巢的女老板燕子,就是在尼泊尔徒步时遇到他现在的丈夫的,当时他是她的背夫兼向导。两人产生了感情,燕子就嫁到尼泊尔来了。谷卖得难道想照单复制?娟子笑笑,把杂志推给我看,我在下面写了一行字:You can take her to your home,but please give me money first(你可以带她回屋,但请先给我钱) ,给谷卖得看。那家伙看完就讪讪地走了。一个背夫,太花心了。我本来在徒步结束的时候想给他1000块钱小费的,但因为这件事,我只给他200块钱。太不敬业鸟。日照雪山。所有美的要素——云彩、雪山、晨曦、人群,很难凑到一张照片上,很遗憾。徒步路上看到的鱼尾峰即将起跳的盟态。我说过的:你要快乐你就跳。布恩山顶征途塔嗒帕尼,一个很美的住宿点,我越过了神秘的安纳普纳峰我和法国老帅哥帕瑞 第三天,是强度最大的一天,徒步10个小时;也是风景最美的一天,看到了雪山日出和世外桃源。早上4点15就起床了,爬了40分钟的山,上到布恩山顶看日出。天很冷,我穿上了羽绒衣。谷卖得在前面带路,空着两只手。走了差不多有20分钟,我一想,不对呀,凭神马我背着沉重的摄影包而他空着手呢,谁是谁的背夫呀?我说:“谷卖得.”他说“嗯”。我说“Please help me ,”他这才把摄影包接过去。日出很壮观,日照金山很美,这些有照片为证,我就不赘言了。山顶人很多,世界各国的都有,简直就是全球米女蟀锅的大Party。在山顶,我遇到了一个也在燕巢住宿的姑娘。我问:“跟你一起的丁丁呢?他不是要和你徒步的吗?”姑娘说:“那小孩儿太不靠谱了,见到更漂亮的美女就把我放单了。”呵呵,搞笑。第三天的徒步开始下行了,但中间也有几次上坡。网上有人说,布恩山徒步很轻松,老头老太太穿着人字拖就上去了,纯属谎言。那路根本就是原始的砍柴小道,拖鞋在这儿是没有办法行走的。感谢淮南三毛户外运动俱乐部,我在那儿团购的高帮防水登山鞋在布恩山发挥了大作用,我如履平地,视石如灰,走得很科学、很舒服。(在这儿,我也得批评一下南京自由兵户外,我在那儿网购的2升登山水袋,在前往西藏纳木错的路上漏水了,导致我一路屁屁坐在潮垫子上。幸亏我人品好,相机没被水淹)。话说没走几步,娟子说她胃痛。我说我这里有热水,你喝点吧,不过你得找个杯子。但是这荒山野岭,哪里有杯子呢?无奈,娟子就着我的水壶喝了。但是……但是我看见她把喝到嘴里的茶叶又吐了回去。我狠狠地皱了一下眉头。后来…..后来我磨磨蹭蹭在后面拍片子,渐渐和她拉远了距离,以后再没有见到她。下午6点,我到达世外桃源甘杜克(Ghandruk),住进了甘杜克的安纳普纳旅馆。这是我四天中住的最好、最贵的旅馆,500卢比一晚,有卫生间和淋浴。但洗澡水基本不热,我洗了个冷水浴。到达时天就黑了,没来及观景。早晨一起床,哗,窗外就是鲜花和雪山,赶紧的,提着相机去拍照。这是一个建在山坡上的小村庄,原汁原味的尼泊尔风情,石头房子,碎石路,房前屋后种满了鲜花,村民纯朴而友好。我冒昧地到人家家里家访,没有受到拒绝,拍了好多有意思的照片。甘杜克,我住的旅馆在旅馆里吃早餐尼泊尔美少妇 “孩子们,咱们玩个老鹰捉小鸡好吗?”在人家炕头上拍滴第四天,徒步4小时回到南崖瀑,坐local bus 回博卡拉。不表。混在尼泊尔(第十一、十二天)2012年10月21、22日 捡个美女去漂流 回到博卡拉,我馋了,想吃中餐想吃肉。布恩山徒步四天,吃了四天尼餐,顿顿土豆咖喱米饭,把我吃腻了。最后一天中午,实在不想吃尼餐,就点了一个意大利面,一个巧克力布丁,但是貌似木有吃饱。所以回来那天晚上,我在兰花餐厅,点了三个菜:一个铁板牛肉,一个炒蔬杂,一个蒜蓉拌黄瓜,还有一个西红柿鸡蛋汤,一小瓶虎跑泉白酒,全部扫光见底。吃饭前,我在宾馆前台交了2200卢比,订了漂流回加都的联程票。吃完饭,我在庭院里上wifi,听到几个人叽哩嘎啦讲着英语进来了,坐在我邻桌。在中国人的旅店里讲英语,我猜这些是日本人,因为这个旅店还是有一小部分非中国住客。我没抬头,继续在微博上发消息。过了一会,一个女的用中文说:“对面那个淡定哥,看手机看得好专心哦,不搭理向日葵色板官方哦。”啊?原来是中国人啊。既然是中国人,咱不能不理啊,于是就聊了一会。说话的女的有三十三、四岁,蒙古人,在中国外交部下属的一个分支机构工作。坐在她对面的是大连姑娘李曼,两人也是在博卡拉认识的,一起玩了几天。那个李曼,她不去徒步,也不去探洞,就每天坐在费瓦湖边晒太阳,发呆。谁谁去劝她去徒步,她都微笑摇头。她“不羡鸳鸯不羡仙,只羡山茶开湖边”,人称“淡定姐”。听说我明儿漂流回加都,“淡定姐”高兴地拍起手来:“哈哈,我运气怎么这么好啊,一路遇到大哥大姐照顾。明儿漂流我不怕啦,我不会游泳啊。”蒙古姐姐郑重地交代:“这是我路上遇到的好妹妹,她娇气,您一定照顾好她。”我说您放心吧,照顾美女我会用心的。21号早上7点半,向日葵色板官方出发,乘坐一辆tourest bus往加都方向走。10点40到达一个小镇,在路边的漂流公司换装备。正在这时,来了两个骑自行车的中国人,老姜和小卢。他们一个从西藏骑过来,一个从缅甸金三角骑过来,都晒得黢黑。向日葵色板官方四个和两个塞尔维亚胖大姐及他们的导游一起漂流。尼泊尔漂流,不似向日葵色板官方中国漂流平和,那真的是一个险滩接一个险滩。浪高时把向日葵色板官方送上云天,峰低时把向日葵色板官方摔入谷底,全身没一处干纱。教练指挥着向日葵色板官方,时而急流重桨,时而借势轻漂。滩平处,向日葵色板官方四个和两个塞尔维亚胖姐姐赛歌,一首接一首。两个胖姐姐高兴极了,时不时开怀大笑,笑得山谷朗朗回响。向日葵色板官方的情绪也受到感染,扑扑腾腾跟着教练翻到水里去游泳。三位女士不想下水,都被教练强拉入水,全部湿身……。可惜相机不允许带到橡皮舟上,没有留下惊险刺激而又快乐的镜头。李曼 得瑟一下整装待发 漂流3个半小时(中间上岸在树林子里吃了一顿尼泊尔午餐),我们和老姜、小卢告别,上车继续往加都进发。天渐暗,风凉了,向日葵色板官方全身潮透透,坐在靠车门的位置,好冷。我把摄影包的防雨罩拿给李曼盖上,她还是冷。衣服都放在车尾的行李箱里了。“淡定姐”这时候不淡定了,抖抖索索地让售票员停车,售票员光答应就是不跟司机说。看李曼冷得不行,酱紫下去会生病的,我走到司机边上说话了:“Driver,please stay a little time ,my friend fill cold,very cold .We need to take the closh .”(司机,请停一小下,我的朋友冷了,很冷。我们需要拿衣服。)司机听了,赶紧停车。向日葵色板官方穿上厚衣服,气定神闲到了加都。我仍然住在凤凰宾馆东楼206,这是事先打电话给龚姐订的。早上起来,我知道,这是我在尼泊尔的最后一天了,我还有一个烧尸庙没看,决定上午去看烧尸庙。神佑我,在出行的这么多天里,我木有感冒,木有拉肚,木有高反。每天晚上倒头就睡,一夜不做梦,不上厕所,早上6点准时醒,睁开眼就感到神清气爽、精力充沛。我觉得自己还行,还能走很多地方。但愿最后一天功德圆满。烧尸庙在加都边上,和猴庙正好反方向。我决定坐“卢谷乐”去。“卢谷乐”就是向日葵色板官方所说的“拐的”,带蓬的载人机动三轮,很便宜。出了旅馆门,我就问哪里有卢谷乐,一路问一路走。拐进特米尔区的一个小巷子里,一个司机让我上他的小面包。我说:“From here to Pashupatinath temple,how much ?(从这里到烧尸庙,多少钱?)”他伸出了3个指头:“Three hundred ”(三百)。我说:“It seems a little higher .One hundred,ok?”(看起来有点高了。一百,可以吗?)“No,no.”我这边正在跟司机砍价,对面来了两个中国姑娘,说:大哥你要去哪里?我说我去烧尸庙,我想坐卢谷乐去。她们问,坐卢谷乐多少钱?我说,20卢比吧。一个带牙套的姑娘说,那我也去。就这样,我把小聪捡了。走了几步,迎面遇到小聪认识的两个男青年,他们听了向日葵色板官方的计划,也要跟向日葵色板官方走。这样,我又把小孙、小马捡了。四个人乘卢谷乐到了烧尸庙。攻略上说,烧尸庙是印度教神庙,非印度教徒是不给进的,只能隔河相望。但是现在开始卖门票了,买了门票好多地方就能进了。门票500卢比。我和胖小孙买票进去了,小聪和瘦小马不愿意花钱,在门外跟保安套瓷,后来没要票也进来了。据说,小聪是用一个飞吻打倒了保安,小马跟着沾光了。看完烧尸庙,向日葵色板官方四个又去了附近的博纳佛塔,又是我和小孙买票,他们俩逃票。一上午就这样过去了。烧尸庙死者的长子点燃火种我和胖小孙、瘦小马、女小聪同游烧尸庙庙里,吹笛子的修行者下午,李曼陪我上街买伴手礼。进入尼泊尔之后,我换了2500块钱,加上在樟木换的1000块钱,我已经花了近3500块钱(人民币)。兜里的卢比不多了,我从前台又换了500块钱。这样子够我买礼品和明儿打的到机场了。13天,4000块钱,这样的消费太便宜啦。李曼是个可爱的姑娘。其实她是沈阳人,东北大学毕业后,在大连开了一家自己的公司,做高校后勤部门的生意。我在写这篇游记的时候,她正从网上给我传照片。我说我要把你写在游记里。她说你不如给我介绍个优秀的男孩吧,我29了,到了找男盆友的时候了。你那边有优秀的男孩,我不介意到淮南安家。我说我记下了,会给你上心。(弟弟们,谁有意就跟我联系啊。)晚上,和李曼、小孙、小马一起吃饭。吃完饭,上街溜达一圈,回来上楼睡觉。进了门,我打了一个大大的哈欠,这才发现,我累了,想家了——想念夫人温存的目光,想念儿子干净的微笑。我在思念中入梦。 (全文完) 李曼说我给她发的照片有点小了,又发来几张照片。我现在贴上去。优秀而强壮的尚在单身的弟弟们,睁开你的慧眼吧,看看清楚哦,一点不掺假的有文化、有事业而又温柔可爱的美女。后记:应筒子们的要求,我晒一下尼泊尔之行的账单—— 总共花费3500元 (不含回程机票)。其中吃800元,住600元,在尼泊尔交通400元,其余为门票、进山证、滑翔、漂流等费用。 (更多精彩游记请进我空间https//user.qzone.qq.com/391583130/infocenter#!app=2&via=QZ.HashRefresh&pos=CATalog_list)李曼从川西回来,我才发现,最壮美的风光还数川西。尼泊尔、澳大利亚、菲律宾什么的都是小景。([]
墨脱之旅已经整整过去半年了,然而它所带来的改变是无法用文字去表达的。行走在路上的人,执着什么,追求什么,坚持什么,也只有自己才能清楚,但是,走在路上,至少向日葵色板官方有一点是共同的,那就是那种可以被称之为理想的行走和跋涉。刚才,看到了8264《游记攻略》版上的驴友的文字“被篡改的莲花圣地——墨脱”,网上关于墨脱的争议也很多,内心居然有些不平静。其实,墨脱是什么,只有走过的人才清楚,墨脱永远是真实的、自然的,浮躁的永远是向日葵色板官方,每个人的心境不同,他(她)所理解的墨脱就不一样。 墨脱是我09年最深刻的一次旅程,不仅仅是旅途的艰辛,还有一路上心灵的感悟,收获的友谊。。。。。。那种体会是深刻的,于是,又有了把这次旅途的文字和照片整理出来的冲动。在这个寂静的夜晚,sjshsd再一次回到从前,回到雪域高原那漫漫无尽的旅程上。 从墨脱出来回到拉萨的第二天,我就一直辗转在四川、云南等地,为工作上的事情奔忙劳碌,那些通往天堂隔壁的脚步,仿佛已经渐行渐远了。墨脱之行没有给身体带来太多的疲惫和困顿,更加多的是沉积在内心无以表的沉默和失落。狂妄和冷静,激情和梦想,理想和现实,一直在内心纠结。那些在西藏的天空纯净的日子,那些墨脱路上痛并快乐着的回忆,那些一路上经历了艰难险阻、同甘共苦的队友,都会一直珍藏在内心的深处,永生难忘。 “身体下地狱,眼睛上天堂,心灵回故乡。走在路上,那是痛苦的幸福;走过之后,是幸福的痛苦。那些痛苦的回忆,那些被冰雪藏着的细节,让人幸福地想哭。”忘记了这段话是谁说的,但是,每一次的远行,每一次的穿越,每一次的跋涉,都有太多太多的感动和感悟。其实,精神的家园,很近,又很远,因为,它一直在路上。 我知道,下面,写下来的只是一个记录。人生的脚步永不会停止,一次旅程的完结又是一段远行的开始,穿越,永远没有终点。 (以下图片,都是队友们的集团创作) 7月12日的晚上,我和小溪经过三天两夜56个小时的火车,终于到达拉萨。当晚,入住拉萨的暮野驴舍,同来自全国各地的队友聚集。是夜,喜力做东,向日葵色板官方在一个拉萨当地藏民开的餐馆狂歌醉酒,餐馆老板领着他的向日葵视频色板APP官网员唱起了祝酒歌,为向日葵色板官方洗尘。老莫踩着他的破自行车从拉萨的另一端来看我,这个从贵港徒步进藏的牛人越来越年轻了,还煞有介事的介绍自己:拉萨市民。沉醉在温情和友谊中,西行的疲惫一扫而光。 7月13日,在拉萨休整。我呆不住,背着相机和小溪出了门。 我这是第三次进藏了。拉萨还是昨天的拉萨,天空纯净,阳光灿烂,高原上的鹰盘旋着疾飞而过。大小昭寺的广场上,聚集了朝拜的藏民,那种虔诚,依旧令人肃然起敬和感动。布宫以无与伦比的领袖的状态,站在这个城市的最高处,冷冷地俯视着他顶礼膜拜的臣民。拉萨城里寺庙里的大小喇嘛,沉默地注视着越来越多的游客,面无表情。一切的都没变,唯一变化的是这个神秘的城市的商业气息越来越浓郁。这是一种无法诉说的失落。 摄于喜力的暮野驴舍 出发前在暮野驴舍的留影。共同的梦想,把来自天南地北的向日葵色板官方,紧紧走在了一起,都是些素未谋面的朋友,在后面的旅途上,向日葵色板官方结下了深刻的友谊。 出发前在布达拉宫广场前的留影 旅程即将开始,下面简单的介绍下我的队友们。 领队喜力,也是这次活动的组织者、他象高原上的狼,身手敏捷,沉默寡言。 西安的老汉。高大的西北汉子,外表粗旷,内心细腻 郑州的老土。其实他一点都不土,豪爽,坚毅 郑州的小土。他是老土的“弟弟”所以叫小土,敦厚、纯朴 湖北的蓝海贝。她在行程最艰难的时候,用最优美的舞蹈鼓舞了向日葵色板官方的勇气 沈阳的磨磨。体力惊人,绝对巾帼不让须眉 同我一路西上的小溪。我的半个老乡,开平某中学的老师 D1:拉萨—八一镇—派乡,全程580公里 7月14日,我们起了一个大早,只是原定的早上9点过来的包车一直不现身。大家背着沉重的行囊,在布宫广场上转悠。 中午,用完餐,大家百无聊赖的站在餐馆的门口,等候姗姗来迟的包车 下午二点,向日葵色板官方包的面包车终于来了。车子开出市区,沿着318国道川藏线疾驰。车窗外,烈日高照,藏南高原上特有的风景一览无余;车窗里,我的队友们看着外面的风景,大家都沉默不言。这是一次不寻常的远行,在远方那未知的土地上,不知道等待着向日葵色板官方的将会是什么? 一路上风光无限。 这是老土透过车窗抓拍的一张照片。 我想,西藏之所以迷人,不仅仅是她风景的美丽,而是不管你是凡夫俗子,还是达官贵人,置身其中,你的心灵和灵魂都会得到净化和洗涤,回归恬静,那怕这种恬静,只是短暂的。 晚上9点左右,终于到达了林芝的八一镇。 在八一镇用过晚餐,已经是晚上的10点多了。晚上10点,在内地,已经是深夜了,而这边太阳刚刚隐去,正是灯火阑珊的时候。 从八一至派乡,渐渐的进入山路,上山,下山,一路寂静,路上空无一人。为了打破旅途上的沉闷,磨磨一路给向日葵色板官方说着冷笑话,没把向日葵色板官方逗笑倒把个西北大汉老汉惹急了,两人不停的斗着嘴,使这陌生地方的夜行充满了欢声笑语。凌晨十二点,汽车驶过一座山,路过山顶一门巴民族的村落时,黑暗中,向日葵色板官方居然发现有一门巴醉汉躺在路上,一动不动,着实把司机吓了一跳。 凌晨一点,终于到达了派乡。由于是凌晨,向日葵色板官方还逃过了150块的进山费。经过一天的奔波劳碌,在派乡一家四川人开的客栈,大家沉沉睡去。而我,躺在木板床上,辗转反侧,那些散漫每个角落的小虫,对我发起了狂轰滥炸,加上没水洗澡,难受极了。 D2:派乡-松林口多雄拉山(4170米)-拉格 早上6点,天还濛满亮,队友们都起来了。客栈老板娘早已准备好了早餐,全副武装,整装待发了。我由于昨晚没睡好,基本没吃欲,胡乱喝了两口汤水,就跳上了开往松林口的大卡车。今天,是徒步的第一天,要翻越海拔4170米的多雄拉山到达拉格。 今天,向日葵色板官方多了一位同伴,他就是门巴族的小向导白玛,今年18岁,没念过书,从11岁开始一直在派乡至墨脱当背夫,通晓汉语。白玛一路上沉默无言,使向日葵色板官方都有点忽略了他。后来在后面几天的行程里,向日葵色板官方都对他刮目相看。在危险的时刻,在队员需要帮助的时候,他都会挺身而出,就象一座山一样站在你身边,以至于我的队友在结束了墨脱的旅程后,还对他一直念念不忘。 车子沿着弯弯曲曲的山路爬行,一路颠簸着往山爬。从山腰上往下看,美丽的派乡一览无余的展现在眼底,只是由于卡车的激烈颠簸,大家都没有拍下照片。派乡境里最著名的就有素称冰山之母的南迦巴瓦雪山(海拔7782米),可惜由于天气的原因,我们都无缘一睹冰山之母神秘的颜容。而且,这里还有世界上落差最大的峡谷———南迦巴瓦大峡谷(垂落差达5000多米),在这个原始的村落里,有种恍如隔世的感觉,仿佛穿越了时光的隧道,回到了从前。 往松林口的路上,向日葵色板官方还检了三个自称“穷鬼”和“神经病”的小驴友。 三个“穷鬼”是在八一镇凑在一起的。自称“神经病”的家伙来自四川成都,那个穿红色衣服的是我的茂名老乡小黑,他们从成都骑着自行车,沿着川藏线一路狂奔了2000多公里至林芝的八一镇,又在八一检了一个来自浙江宁波的女孩。这两哥们把浙江女孩的重一点的东西都分了,自称“背夫”,管浙江女孩叫“老板”。 令人难过的是,墨脱的旅途后的2009年8月,“神经病”和小黑在那木措的路上出了车祸,小黑走了,神经病负伤。如今,伤愈后的“神经病”依然在云南继续着他的漂泊,而小黑却永远留在了他热爱的西藏。 从松林口往上,是无尽的攀爬 翻越多雄拉山口必须在中午12点以前,因为到了中午时分,日照强烈,多雄拉山上冰雪融化,冻土解冻,很容易引起塌方。所以向日葵色板官方都不敢怠慢,下了卡车,没做太多的停驻就开始徒步爬山了。一路大家都沉默,没有太多的语言。老土背着四十多斤的大包一直跑在队伍的前头,大步流星,仿佛象一个上了发条的机器,无法停止,这哥们不愧是当警察的,体力超强。向日葵色板官方的领队喜力一直跟在队伍的后面,照顾着跑得慢和掉队的队友,是一个很负责任和极具团队精神的领队,这哥们八次进藏,独自一人跑遍大半个中国,也许是长期独自徒步的经历,他习惯了独自思考,一路上话不多,沉默寡言。更多的时候他象一匹高原上的狼,身手敏捷,在陡峭的山路上健步如飞,每跑一会就停止下来,沉默地抽着烟,等待后面的队友。 在格萨拉穿越的时候,我不慎拉伤了小腿,所以这次我不敢掉以轻心,把背包的背负调整至最舒适的角度,不紧不慢的跟着队伍前进,平均每走一个小时停驻一下。之前看过太多关于多雄拉雪山的文字,关于突如其来的雪崩,关于山难,关于墨脱路上魂葬雪山之颠的驴友,这些让人忧心忡忡的消息,都抛至脑后了。此刻,美丽的多雄拉雪山就在触手可及处,安静地注视着我。四周开着不知名的花儿,在身边不停飞过的蝴蝶,还有树木的芬芳,我默默无语地走着,在思想的深处,同另外一个“sjshsd”做着深刻的对话。 我抬头看着纯净的天空。没有鸟飞过的痕迹。然而,我却飞过了,用自己内心深处的翅膀,飞翔在属于自己的世界!行走是自由的,心灵是纯净的。 一只飞翔的鸟,一个象鸟一样飞翔的人。 我是鸟人。 小土在聚精会神的攀爬。沉重的背负,从2000多米上升至4000米的海拔,使他看起来有些吃力,步履蹒跚,然而他总是咬紧牙关,不吭一声。我经过他的身边,拍拍他的肩膀给他鼓劲,他总是抬起头来,朝着我纯朴的笑,眼神中带着执着的坚毅。墨脱回来后,我时常想起他敦厚的笑容和坚毅的眼神,这种微妙的表情,只有走在路上的人才能读懂,真的。 经过三个多小时的攀爬,山顶离向日葵色板官方越来越近了。 中午十一点,向日葵色板官方终于到达多雄拉山顶 喜力在雪山之颠展示熟悉的8264的小旗。这面小旗至今还留在拉格的客栈的门边,看到这面旗帜,不管在哪里,驴友的心里都是温暖的,它传递着一种力量,这种力量来自内心的共鸣。 海拔4200米高的多雄拉山终年积雪覆盖,是从林芝派乡方向穿越大峡谷通向墨脱途中的第一座雪峰,也是最高最大的雪峰。通向墨脱的小径,就是沿雪峰之颠的垭口处延伸而去的。我站在山顶上,回望上山时的路,早已经被飘动的云层锁住,白茫茫一片,那些林立的乱石,那些水洼冰坑,早已被向日葵色板官方抛在了后面。这是多雄拉山的主峰垭口,也是通向墨脱之路的第一个险关,极目眺望苍茫的峡谷深处,心中有一种站在风口浪尖紧握住日月旋转的豪情。身边的队友挥着登山杖,大声唱着韩磊的歌,“做人一地肝胆做人何惧艰险,豪情不变年复一年,做人有苦有甜善恶分开两边,都为梦中的明天,看铁蹄铮铮踏遍万里河山,我站在风口浪尖紧握住日月旋转,愿烟火人间安得太平美满,我真的还想再活五百年!” 是的,向天再借五百年。 再活五百年,我依然还在路上,不畏惧餐风宿雨,不畏爬山涉水。([]
秦岭九日 你在我的来路与去路之间耸起 我便消遁 我便诞生 ————记 行程:4.2423时 徐州坐火车去西安4.25 西安 周至 厚畛子 老县城4.26 都督门 太白庙 灵官台 老庙子4.27 将军庙 万仙阵 跑马梁 大爷海4.28 拔仙台 二爷海 三爷海 玉皇池 南天门 铁甲树周至腐败4.29 西安休整4.30 西安 眉县 太白县 黄柏塬 核桃坪5.1 核桃坪穿越至老县城 腐败5.2 老县城返回核桃坪 二郎坝 华阳古镇 洋县 西安5.3 西安腐败 回徐州 论坛里大把的攻略 不再赘述 D1 呕像了不是哥的错 自古男人与美女的惺惺相惜,离不开美酒,所谓 “酒是色媒人” 。 酒是个好东西,增美人天色,壮英雄虎胆。贵妃醉酒醉出个 “三千宠爱在一身”,卓文君当垆卖酒卖出个千古佳话;曹孟德把酒临江,横槊赋诗,破荆州,下江陵,逞一世之枭雄;李太白斗酒诗百篇,“天子呼来不上船”,何等快活畅意! 男儿本自重横行,无酒不乐!无酒不欢! 列车还没驶离徐州,无极便从90升的大包里掏出了一瓶芝华士。 拧亮营地灯,在上铺旅客诧异的眼神中拿出各种家什。 精细的玻璃茶盏盛满了这种芬芳馥郁的液体,鼻翼翕动,柠檬朗姆酒和可乐调和出的小小的泡沫带着狡黠噼噼啪啪泛开,只一刻,便牵动了侠骨柔肠。 ECHO倒了一杯纯的,她说,我喜欢喝纯的。 是的,酒如人生,喜欢饮纯酒的女孩必定喜欢人性简单纯粹的狂烈与奔放,只是人生太复杂,醇烈爽则爽矣,有了足够的历练才可以坦然承受。 给上铺的旅客道了打搅和歉意,向日葵色板官方细细碎碎的说起有趣的过往。 哪些山留下过脚印,哪座峰留下过遗憾,哪个男孩在ECHO抽筋时替她背包喂水成为了她的“奶爸”,哪一个难点恐高的无极抱石裹足得名“顾抱抱”…… 熏然的夜风带着田野的气息钻进车厢连接处的缝隙不时从向日葵色板官方身边掠过,不知不觉一瓶酒已经见底。 ECHO忽然直起身子,我想吐! 据说治愈一个女人失恋的良药是另一个男人,以此类推,治愈美女醉酒的方子当然是再喝上几口美酒。 无极扶着ECHO盥洗室进进出出,ECHO说,没事,我只是胃浅。言下之意这瓶芝华士只是浅浅的在她胃里打了个酒底,真是年轻无极限。 我开始在列车上找啤酒,无奈月黑风高,抢钱的列车大盗熬不过向日葵色板官方也打烊了,郑州站还有近两个小时车程,估计熬不到那个时候酒老爷就会催着向日葵色板官方去找周公。 我背包里还有一瓶龙舌兰,是留着太白山享用的,我可不准备暴殄天物。 一不小心,我沦为ECHO此行的第一个呕像。 一夜无话,三秦大地在铁轨下延伸。 时光就像奔驰的列车,是个无情的机器,碾过帝阙的巍峨,碾过后宫的奢靡,碾过封疆裂土的荣耀,碾过草莽英雄的头颅和绝代佳人的娇躯。 正是那曲《山坡羊》: 峰峦如聚,波涛如怒, 山河表里潼关路。 望西都,意踌躇。 伤心秦汉经行处, 宫阙万间都做了土。 …… 惟余莽苍秦岭,笑看沧桑,展开一条绵亘的中华龙脊。 西安,背包下车,直捣大姐夫高太尉在省体育场朱雀网球中心的据点。 闭关西安数月苦练龟息大法的太尉带着灿烂的笑容接客,亲爱的哥哥,我可想死你了! 灼灼的目光却射向我身后的ECHO。 泡茶,新下的西湖龙井,色绿香郁味甘形却不美,一如太尉本人。 男人的相知,尤其是成年男人,很省事,呼朋引类,直奔酒桌。 ——吃啥? ——水盆就行。 ——那我多没面子,吃点好的! 拗不过太尉进了饭店的包厢,很丰盛,吃着北方的馆子炒的不算地道南方菜,感念太尉亡我之心不死之余,越来越想念去年那个傍晚路边可以看见美女过往的水盆。 成打的汉斯干啤一瓶一瓶被消灭,ECHO和太尉甚是投机,频频眉目传情交杯换盏,我忙于包厢卫生间穿梭往来折腾我的肾结石。 酒酣情浓,天南海北的嵌着手机键盘打电话,木木、懒猫、笑脸、云起、小样、泊远、醉翁大哥逐个骚扰一遍。 席间太尉联系好了车辆,踉踉跄跄回到太尉办公室,晕晕乎乎的打包,把鱼儿买给太尉的15包小米煎饼一股脑全塞进几个人的包里,结果太白穿越下来还剩10包没有吃完,杯具! 又发现调酒的柠檬没买,加之吃碗水盆羊肉泡的念想挥之不去,我又下去吃了一大碗羊肉泡,买了两个香瓜和俩柠檬,车已经到了。 真是低估了汉斯啤酒的脾气,六七瓶已经让我睡了一路。 清醒时已经又换了一辆小面包车,在开往厚畛子的路上。口干舌燥,用拳头砸开香瓜狼吞虎咽,太尉甚至不知道我买了香瓜。看着身旁的无极流露出欣羡之色,顺手分给他一小半。 还是焦渴难耐,想念冰凉软滑的雪糕,狂喊雪糕雪糕。 挨到厚畛子的商店,一口气消灭了五只,又狂饮了半瓶尖叫,方才止渴。 舒舒服服的和ECHO太尉调侃,暮色渐沉,山路颠簸起伏,通往老县城的好几处路面没在溪水下面。 太尉数次下车,几处看见塌方,司机小心翼翼的绕行。 ECHO急喊停车,下车半天不见回来,朦朦胧胧看见娇小的身躯起起伏伏,派太尉去侦查,见太尉伸出巨灵掌轻拍丫头的后背。 呕像了,不是哥的错! 晚9点到了老县城边缘的接待站。 EHCO很诧异农家的烤饼居然用的是电饼铛,香香脆脆的煞是诱人。喝不动酒了,就拿杂粮稀饭撒气,美美的喝了几大碗。一盘木耳鸡蛋,一盘香椿,一盘蒜苗腊肉,一盘野菜,山村野蔬,倒也齿颊生香,补充个神完气足。 薄薄的雾气弥漫上来,掩不住秦岭大梁上点点的星光,稍微有些寒意。农家的老奶奶邀向日葵色板官方去火炕旁烤火,搬几个条凳围着山墙坐下,给火堆里添几根柴,见老奶奶拿着铜烟袋锅,我便奉献出我带的手卷烟丝,刺啦燃上,一锅烟拉近了距离。 ECHO摇头晃脑一遍一遍学着太尉的陕西话,美——滴——很,美——滴——很!全得念去声。 睡前无极的这身速干衣裤赢得了满堂彩,活脱脱一个登山版超人! ECHO几乎笑岔了气。 讨论了一下睡觉的座次问,再研究一下谁的脚最臭谁的呼噜最响。安全起见,三个男人呈品字型把ECHO围在了中央。 ECHO打电话回家报平安,太尉面授机宜,别说有一群狼,就说只有一只狼……D2 因为你的眼 不要 再编织美丽的哀愁 不要 再寻找牵强的借口 因为你的眼 哦 因为你的眼 早已说明 早已说明 ……([]
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