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是的,我回来了,从我热爱的西藏,遥远的拉萨回来了……记得那天,同行的队友在信息里说:我现在醉氧呢,你呐,到家后怎么样?记得那天,户外的老友问我:你西藏行的图片和文字呢?向日葵色板官方期待你的帖子呢!记得那天,那天,那天……我一直在回忆中不停的整理那些已经变成“昨天”的相片,突然觉得无论相片拍得有多烂,我都舍不得删掉…… ——记附加队友“橄榄”的游记帖子:且撤且珍惜——记我的2014西藏珠峰东坡、希夏邦马峰南坡之旅(全文完 )https//bbs.8264.com/thread-2177860-1-1.html5279; —— 前 序 —— 今天,我开始在断断续续的回忆中写那段还未曾远去的日子。写我在西藏的步履,便会不由自主的想起一路上看到的那些双手合十、高举头顶、一步三叩的虔诚和执着;写我在西藏的步履,还会有一种感觉让我情不自禁的想起那些清澈的眼眸,总想再抱一抱他们,那些淳朴的孩子,是他们让我的身心,还有那曾经途中的坚强,没来由的在今夜再一次,再一次败给了记忆中的这一份“柔软”……是的,今夜我还是想你,想你之际会令所有的“思念”肆意地顺脸淌下,流进嘴角,咸咸的,涩涩的……这种感觉像极了一场绵长而无果的爱恋,在每一个夜深人静的夜晚从未远离。 ——记 藏传佛教文化…… 藏区的孩子…… 去西藏,去雪域高原,终点不是目的,路上的每一天,每一个恰到好处的瞬间,才是生命中难得一见的美景。转山、转水、转佛塔,还有那佛前的磕长头、酥油灯前的许愿,这些所有的修心、修性和修行,即使不能融入和参与,我想,今生若能有缘就这样默默地注视着,也很好…… ——记 (橄榄摄) 美丽而神圣的“布达拉宫”……(橄榄摄) 在布达拉宫,在大昭寺,在八廓街,在甜茶馆,在每一处神山圣水的脚下,都会让你受到那一份份微笑着的美好祝福:扎西德勒!在山顶撒一把“隆达”祈祷平安,在飞扬的“风马旗”下敬祝神山,在碧蓝色的湖边,在洁白的雪山之间,撑一顶帐篷,去感受清晨或是傍晚那一缕阳光的洗礼……活在当下,珍惜每一天——让向日葵色板官方在行走的途中“修行”——哪怕只是对身边的人露出微笑…… ——记我在西藏…… 我在西藏……(橄榄摄)海拔5000米的跳跃……(橄榄摄) 我在“珠峰东坡” 我在“希夏邦马南坡” 在这里,所有的一切就如同落在白纸上,变得简单而直白…… 我并不是特热衷写游记,只是每次远行归来,我总会在想,怎样才能留住这些渐行渐远的时光?对我而言,也许把途中点点滴滴的记录汇集在一起才算是一次有意义的出行的结束吧。也许,如果有一天我真的老了,在人生末路的渡口徜徉,在青丝白发,铅华褪尽的沧海桑田,那些让人感动的东西再也感动不了我,令人悲伤的事情再也不能让我流泪,那时,如若可以,我愿在等待岁月苍老的回忆中再一次邂逅这一路的“温暖”;那时,如若可以,我希望还能在这里看到,或是听到我的孩子们为我读这些文字,在似曾相识的画面里,在密密麻麻满是“昨天”的字里行间,想起昔日繁华的风景和风景里的向日葵色板官方,然后,然后让“思念如花”……——记感谢记忆里有你——首先感谢为我践行和接风的队友和家人…… 感谢拉萨的朋友们和两位偶遇拼车的香港美眉, ——谢谢你们的相约与相伴…… 感谢一路有你——与家乡环华骑行的“朱世岱”老师相逢拉萨, 感谢您带给我他乡遇故人的激动和感动……感谢一路有你——曾经“狼塔C+V”路上的队友, 感谢你们在回程途中对我的热情款待…… 感谢记忆里有你——谢谢你们带给我雪域高原旷野中的真诚…… 今天,敞开心扉,要感谢生命,更要感谢你们——感谢有缘与你们同行在AA相约的路上,感谢途中不离不弃的情谊,因为你们的自信与阳光,让我由衷的敬佩与信任,因为你们的加入,让我的西藏之行更精彩……风中,雨中,暴雪中,我们一起走过,你们让我看到了户外领域的风采和户外人的素质。当时光匆匆,别去经年,向日葵色板官方终将会在漫长的岁月中明白最美好的也许不是那一路的风景,而是向日葵色板官方曾经并肩走过的那些个转身的等待和惜惜问候的细节……一缕清风,一丝细雨,一片飞雪,在生命中变成永远难忘的初心,温暖了曾经所有的过往,别后,一声念安,一句祝福,足矣…… ——记“珠峰东坡”徒步的全体队友(从左至右):轻装队员:辽宁的“走来走去”和“随心”、广西的“明成”重装队员:贵州的“橄榄”、云南的“时光”、本人 合影于“优帕村”——徒步“珠峰东坡”的起点……合影于“希夏邦马”南坡徒步的途中……合影于“希夏邦马”南坡的营地…… 贵州的队友“橄榄”,是我去年“贡嘎”之行的队长,一路上很会搭讪和沟通(号称“雨神”,这点是我所不能及的)…… 云南的队友“时光”,或骑行或徒步曾多次进藏,是一名我所信赖的骚大夫,(也是大名鼎鼎的“雨神”,据说拉萨一别后的日子他可是到哪儿哪下雨)…… (一)启程拉萨 又是一场雨,让闷热的午后变得清凉,在这样一个下过雨的傍晚,约三五知己小聚在这空濛的夜色里,谈人生,谈生命,谈令人向往的外面的世界。他们说,你又在路上!走的如此匆忙,让向日葵色板官方再一次追寻着你的足迹;他们说,你怎么能放得下?离得开?舍得去远方看风光无限?是的,生活就是这样,有些事看起来很难,其实做起来很容易——例如“远行”;有些事做起来很难,看起来很却很容易——例如“行走”……——记启程相送,归来相迎,所有的感激之情都在心中…… 从这一刻起,愿途中所有的收获“入眼成景,入心成禅”…… 幸亏提前了一天,飞机经停银川时因拉萨贡嘎机场沙尘暴而被迫停飞, 当晚航空公司安排食宿,调整起飞时间…… 第二天到达“贡嘎机场”已经是正午,25元坐机场大巴不到两个小时到市内,还好,下午办理日喀则地区的边防证比较顺利…… 入住预定的位于拉萨市北京中路亚宾馆旁边的“风马飞扬旅舍”,这里住着是很多骑行爱好者,不愧是“车友之家…… 环境优雅的“风马飞扬旅舍”…… 这里住宿方便、整洁,环境温馨、安静,还有温文尔雅、端庄漂亮的老板娘…… 充分利用短暂的午后时光——我想,逛街和吃应该是所有初来拉萨的朋友们别无选择的节奏…… 大昭寺一景…… 相识是缘——感谢拉萨热情的朋友们…… ([]
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“当你决定要出发的时候,就已经解决最困难的问了。”—— Lonely Planet 创始人—— 是的,有什么比决定出发更困难呢?—— 看帖小提示:此帖长达将近两年直播,如想跟帖请先收藏此网页。—— 看帖小提示:如果不想看评论,可左边点击:只看此作者。—— 看帖小提示:如果喜欢此帖想加分,可以点击下面“评分”。—— 关于环华骑行,我的路线图已出,走中国边境海岸线,五万公里骑行,将近两年。尽量帐篷住宿,节约银子。—— 我画了一个晚上的路线图。—— 家乡盐洲岛在于:中国广东省惠州市惠东县盐洲镇。是一个偏僻的小海岛。—— 盐洲岛--香港--澳门--广东--广西--海南--云南--西藏--珠峰--新疆--甘肃--青海--宁夏--内蒙--黑龙江--吉林--辽宁--北京--河北--山东--江苏--上海--浙江--福建--台湾--盐洲岛。 —— 梦开始的地方,不叫远方。 —— 最近有这么一段话流传着:不旅行的借口可以找一百个,比如护照不好用啊、证太难啊、英语不好啊、语言不通啊、学业为重啊、水土不服啊、没有旅伴啊、工作太忙啊、家人不放心啊、恋人反对啊、安全没保障啊、最近手紧啊、体力不支啊……但是旅行的借口只有一个:走! —— 任何的限制,都是从自己的内心开始的。 当你有各种借口的时候那是因为你还不足够想,当你已经足够想的时候,你就只有一个字走! —— 勇敢的尝试是成功的一半,行动比一切更来得直接。 人之所以能,是相信能。 不管多高的山,只要爬上去就比山高, 人只在站在山峰上的时候,才能看到远处那众多的高峰。 山登绝顶我为峰。 —— 人们都在未来寻找幸福, 却往往在过去找到幸福。 人们似乎每天在接受命运的安排, 实际上人们每天在安排着自己的命运。 —— 但愿每次回忆,对生活都不感到负疚—— 郭小川 —— 如果你对人生感到迷惘, 如果你对生活感到厌倦, 如果你对一切感到烦躁, 那么, 走吧,对自己狠一点,收拾背囊,上路。 去你梦想去的地方,没有什么是放不下的, 只在于向日葵色板官方想不想放下。 —— 有些事情, 现在不做, 或许, 一辈子都不会做了。 —— 我期待与你在路上,相遇。 —— 90、骑行侠。 . . —— 老规矩,先上图……—— 妩媚的红颜,海南西线,九所段,海上日落。—— 迷人的海岸边境线……—— 绚丽的晨曦。. —— 喜欢在单车上迎着风,自由自在的感觉。—— 有时候,烂路也是一道风景。—— 早晨拉开帐篷,就是这般景色。. —— 这副行头如同捡破烂般,骑行流浪的人伤不起啊。骑进香港。—— 骑进澳门特别行政区。—— 在黄昏落幕的时分,黑暗开始弥漫。我坐在不算很高的窗旁,远眺这新兴的化州城,这条不知名的江流,被阑珊的灯光渲染之下变得异常迷人。 一个来自远方的人,一个陌生的地方,真是应了那句,心灵没有栖息的地方,到哪里都是流浪 .... —— 广西壮族自治区与贵州省交界大桥。—— 贵州省与云南省交界碑。每次跨过一个省份的交界时都会激动许久。—— 中国与越南交界处,当初不小心游泳过了越南……. —— 迎着微风,乘着蓝天,踏着白云,饱览各地美景。—— 在旅途上想要玩得开,前提是,放下你所谓的架子。—— 补胎大师,都是从菜鸟过来的。. —— 长途骑行,能自己煮饭是最节约银子的。—— 在路上带了许多食粮,大米、榨菜、火腿肠、老干妈、脱水素菜、速煮汤等,还有应急用的压缩饼干。(穿越无人区时底气很足,至少半个月内都饿不死,除非没有水源。)、—— 生火煮饭时,还可以篝火取暖。. —— 生火煮饭是项技术活,一般在高原更是难以生火,建议买到加油站一升柴油7元,那会方便很多。条件好些可以买油炉,气炉比较好用,但气罐不是每个城市都能买到,在野外更是难以补充,所以,还是花点时间捡干柴煮饭。—— 路途中洗澡问?凡是有建筑工地,或者修路的地方就会有水源,只要有一个水龙头,就能解决:洗澡、煮饭、洗衣服等问。如果能找到河流那是最好不过的。—— 带了气罐和气炉应急,毕竟不是每个地方都能生火,尤其是遇到雨天……. —— 扎过的地方太多了,图海南岛,高隆湾。 扎营安全也应该提一下,最好选择背风处,不能在山崖旁或下,以防落石头、泥石流。 将单车锁在帐篷旁,记得要与支杆锁紧,头睡向单车那头,如果有人碰车,那么头旁的帐篷也跟着动,人自然就醒了。 帐篷里面放一把dao,突发情况马上刮开帐篷而出,必要时牺牲帐篷,毕竟命子比帐篷重要。—— 征求村民同意后,扎在宅院里。—— 睡过山区、睡过海边、睡过街头、睡过体育馆门口、睡过湖边、睡过大学操场、睡过田边…… 图为:扎营在火车铁轨下。 —— 不要被美图所迷惑,骑行有时候很容易让你崩溃,仿佛无尽般是上坡路……—— 雨中的烂山路,注意看图上的前后刹车处,这个情况别说骑,连推也推不动,卡死了。唯有扛车,在这种路,在雨中扛十几个小时的车,你自己看着办吧……—— 有时候夜骑行也是经常的时,建议除非必要,否则最好别夜骑。. —— 在路上,上帝不会有丝毫的吝啬,让你饱览……—— 世界就像一本书,不旅行的人,只能看到其中的一页。 海上高挂的那一条绚丽的彩虹,似乎是上帝馈赠于旅行者的一份礼物。—— 黄昏夕阳总是让人不仅陶醉其中,在路上没有最美的风景,只有更美。. —— 并不是只有野外才有美景,在城市里一样也有……—— 在于个人的心态,有些人喜欢繁华的城市,有些人喜欢野外的自然。我属于后者。—— 有时候,并不是单反才能拍出美景,对于我来说:摄影是艺术,不是技术。 解释一下,以上的图片,包括以下两年的照片全部为佳能的卡片机拍摄,型号:300 HS 价格是1500元人民币。. —— 踏遍江山大地,经历悠久的骑楼群老街。—— 贵州的群山,秋田。—— 偶尔自拍耍下酷是应该的……. —— 在路上遇见的人,都是一道难忘的风景。第二次环游世界的Alain,63岁,无妻,无子女。钱花光了就教书,目前在海南大学教人类学,六个月后将离开,继续行程往印度。有一种感觉,叫触动。—— 玩得很疯狂的芬兰一对夫妻。—— 如果我不说,你一定猜不到这爱尔兰的哥们才23岁。. —— 做了许多疯狂的事儿,比如说与两个法国男孩在南宁最繁华的街头卖唱……—— 大爱广西的漓泉啤酒、云南的大理啤酒、西藏的拉萨啤酒…… 后面或许会有更多的,暂时还没尝到……—— 让人无法想象的举动,十块钱买来的斗笠,十块钱买来的泳裤,十块钱买来的泳圈,随便捡起竹竿,开始了阳朔漓江漂流……. —— 踏入云南省第一天,借宿民居,这小女孩特可爱……—— 广西百色市的解放路,雨水让路面的灯光更加绵长……—— 云南的石林群。. —— 我期待与你在路上,相遇。 —— 90、骑行侠。 . —— 关于相机,受了上次帖子的教训,现在提醒一下,骑行西藏的相机是佳能的卡片相机:870 IS。环华骑行相机只有一部:佳能的卡片相机 300 HS。以上以下图片全为300 HS卡片机拍摄。有兴趣的大伙可以去网上搜一搜研究研究。 西藏骑行的帖子:https//bbs.8264.com/thread-669338-1-1.html 环华骑行相机只有一部:佳能的卡片相机 300 HS。以上以下图片全为300 HS卡片机拍摄。有兴趣的大伙可以去研究研究。 我的单车,2010款,美利达公爵500,购买时价格是1798元。. ——这一楼是最重要的。所以烦请大伙耐心看完,谢谢。 —— 每次看到类似这一种帖子,都会遭受许多争议,许多人都是第一时间想到楼主的发帖目的,是不是商业活动,人数资金多少,后援车装备方面如何解决,将会以什么形式等。 答案:去TMD商业活动,去TMD后援车,去TMD扯大旗作秀! —— 曾经,有许多户外品牌,企业找上我,表示想要赞助我。我一口拒绝了。 —— 这次环华骑行,还是以前那部单车,一千多块的单车,在出发的时候UCC车行赞助我一部两万多元的单车,我拒绝了。对于我来说,红颜比那车子重要多了。在西藏篇就说过了,不是车子的问,而是人的问,那年过六旬的大爷一辆破二八凤凰车都能走川藏,那我还有什么不可以的? ——关于环华资金,我不是富二代,我爸也不是李刚。经费方面唯有靠自己。 说句客套话:承蒙各位的支持与鼓励,90后骑行侠出书了,希望各位可以支持一下,谢谢。 —— 书名如本人般简单直白《90后骑行侠单车去西藏》。 这次环华不是什么商业活动,旅程上没有接受任何金钱上、装备上、后援上等的赞助。什么东西,鞋子、背包、单车、帐篷、衣服、都是我自己用自己赚的钱买的。 (为什么不接受?因为我不想太商业化,想要为自己而骑行。) —— 用自己赚的钱来环华不是更有意义吗? 出书的事说起来还得感谢8264这个论坛,当初被加精华置顶后,有几家出版社留意到联系上我,最后谈了一段时间才成功出书。提醒一下:这本书并不是我自费出书的。 出书的收入只够环华旅程一半的经费。希望大伙可以支持一下,一本书只是16元左右,你如果有90后的后辈或朋友,可以赠送他们。我相信他们会获益不浅。 当当书城连接:https//product.dangdang.com/product.aspx?product_id=22464341&ref=search-1-pub (无须网银,一注册之后可以快递货到付款。)Ps:坦白说,你可以当这个是小广告,这是事实。敬请各位原谅。 在当当、卓越、京东、甚至淘宝、搜:《骑行侠》。就能看到了。 一个人,就这么出发了。沿途有许多车友驴友接待与陪骑。如果你方便接待,请给我发站内信吧,我只需要一个有瓦遮头的地方,提供一地板,甚至家门口。我有帐篷,防潮垫,有睡袋。不需要房间和床,借我一块很小的空间过夜就行了,我会用我路途遇到的故事与你分享。 我不矫情,我确实需要驴友们的帮助,不是需要你们的金钱赞助,而是需要与你的相识,需要当地驴友的你推荐,让我更加了解当地的历史与特色,而不是盲目骑行,一站又一站,一城又一城,与完成任务、竞赛破记录有什么分别…… 每一趟旅行或许在人生中只有一次,我不想留下遗憾,所以,我会尽量走多些地方。 我的手机号码:一三六17七9六六伍捌 。希望广告者勿扰。谢谢。(在路上为了节约电源与漫游话费,如果在我环华路线必经之地,方便提供接待请发站内信息留言,我看到会回复的。) —— 为什么要出发? 因为梦想。 —— 为什么要发帖? 因为分享。 —— 因为有你, 我能走得更远。 .... —— 由于经常信号不佳,不能及时更新贴子,所以新浪微博的第一时间先行直播的: 会尽快将贴子同步更新,请大伙耐心等待。 谢谢大伙的支持! . —— 我來自:一個小小的海島... 在中国南部的红海湾考洲洋内,有个小小的海岛,岛上居住着几百户渔民。盐州镇历史悠久。据考证,自明朝万历年间起,福建沿海一带的渔民便陆续在岛上定居。它是广东省惠州市唯一的一个海岛镇——惠东县盐洲镇。 盐洲镇位于惠州市惠东县东南部,南临南海红海湾,是考洲洋内的一个内陆海岛,总面积44.7平方公里,其中海岛面积3.6平方公里,全镇总人口15000多人,是一个以盐、渔、农业为基础,集工业、贸易和旅游业于一体的海岛小镇,是惠州市唯一的海岛镇. —— 资料源自.百度百科搜索(盐洲岛). . —— 路线图,D1天,盐洲岛-港口镇双月湾。D2天,港口镇-巽寮湾。D3天,巽寮湾-惠东县城平山镇。(地图只是大概画出路线,公里数据不作参考。大家请无视。) 2011年7月25日 环华骑行第一天。 “吱——”玻璃窗口被拉开的那一瞬间发出刺耳的声响。 黎明。 我抬头怔怔地望着窗外的天空,当第一缕阳光透过云层倾洒大地,黑暗渐渐消散,我轻轻吸入天亮后第一口空气,仿佛一切重获新生,生命即将进入下一轮回。是的,今日要出发了。不,应该说,现在我就要出发了。 到了现在,仍然有人问我,出发是为了什么? 好吧,那我在这里再答一次:梦想。 是的,梦想。为了几乎每一个人小时候都会有的梦想,环游世界的梦想。 趁年轻,追梦。我喜欢在路上的感觉,我渴望能走得更远、更长。 世界上最快乐的事情, 莫过于为自己的梦想而行动。 缓缓将极度负重的“红颜”牵出家门,没有一丝回头的欲望,双脚一阵发力,快速骑行,穿越无数熟悉的巷口小街,沿着渡口沿海路骑行,不到三十分钟,便已穿过盐洲大桥往海岸山崖方向骑去。—— 盐洲岛渡口。—— 此次离开,不知何时方能回来。一个人,只能自拍了。. 穿过一片清凉的小树林,风轻轻拂过,鼻子瞬间闻到一股熟悉的咸咸味道迎面扑来,那是大海的味道,那是充满活力的海洋气息。 家乡的大海留下太多太多的回忆,每天都看海,不会对大海麻木吗?你知道吗?沿海地区的人对大海都会有一种特殊的感觉,那是一种家的感觉,因为这片海洋养活了我们多少代人,因为这片海洋带给了向日葵色板官方多少快乐,我们都以出生在这块小海岛而感到幸福。 沿着并无围栏的山崖黄土路骑行,映入眼帘的是一片纯粹的海天一线,在缓下缓上的烂山路骑行是一种折磨,但在这种无敌海景的状态下,即使路况再烂也不在话。 —— 海岸线山路。—— 夏耕。 不过,随着时间的流逝,炎热的太阳渐渐提高散发的高温,顿时感到脑袋一片眩晕,感觉身子一阵寒颤,头皮有些发麻。我知道,这是即将中暑的征兆,随即在山崖一端流下的小溪洗脸降温,并将空水瓶装满备用,找到一片林荫将毛巾弄湿继续降温。 半小时之后,已是中午,见身体状况好转继续赶路。在酷暑之下骑行,简直就是折磨,一小时之后,终于到达港口镇,双月湾。 双月湾因形状鸟瞰像两轮新月,故名双月湾。双月湾位于广东省惠州市惠东县港口镇。双月湾最为出名的地方就是地段好,一面是看海上日出,另一端是看海上日落。从这一段徒步到另一端也不过十分钟。 因为天气酷暑,意外发现海滩上有一草棚,是渔民临时搭建的休息点,凑了过去歇了许久许久。—— 草棚下歇凉。. —— 在草棚下合力修理渔具的渔民。 —— 双月湾因形状鸟瞰像两轮新月,故名双月湾。双月湾位于广东省惠州市惠东县港口镇。双月湾最为出名的地方就是地段好,一面是看海上日出,另一端是看海上日落。从这一段徒步到另一端也不过十分钟。 双月湾黄昏时分的天空挂着厚厚云层,太阳完全被遮盖得严严实实,迷人的海上日落就这么与我擦肩而过,虽然已经看过许多次了,但仍然期待那一种海天被染红,海面波浪霞光粼粼,在天地之间渐渐消失的大自然景观。—— 渔民合力拉渔网。—— 在解网的那一瞬间竟引来了无数海鸥。. —— 双月湾全景。 港口双月湾青年旅舍,这是一家温馨的旅舍,在这里,你可以随处看到驴友们在木椅上喝茶闲聊,仅有几岁的可爱小孩窜上窜下,美女驴友们在自助厨房严密炮制拿手好菜,这里虽然没有其他青旅那么精致,但绝对是我住过最温馨的青旅了。 舍主“螃蟹”是港口当地人,为人真诚好客,热爱旅行,喜欢户外,爱广交朋友,所以在开设了这家不为赚钱的青旅。我喜欢在“爬墙草”蔓延的棚子下躺在吊床静静看书,也喜欢在木椅上与小朋友一起摇摇千秋,感受他们无比简单的快乐。—— 躺在舒适的吊床上。。 在我到达后,螃蟹坚持邀请我到他家中吃饭,最后唯有打扰一番。晚饭时接到惠东黄埠驴友罗华晓电话,他在帖子中发现我今日出发,由于工作繁忙未能在早上相送,所有一下班就与几个驴友一同赶到双月湾碰面。 记得螃蟹在晚饭中说的一段很深刻的话:“你不用拒绝,我又不是请你去饭店吃饭,只是家常便饭而已,无伤大雅。出门在外,不必计较太多,如果他人特意请你去大酒店那你可以拒绝,而现在在我家吃便饭,你不能拒绝。能对别人方便而不妨碍到自己,何乐而不为?” 晚饭过后,我们回到旅舍不久之后,他们4个人骑着两辆摩托车,在夜色中的海岸山路赶路,几经颠簸终于到达。有些人,就是如此让你感动着。 向日葵色板官方数人闲聊并拍照合影留念,由于他们没有吃晚饭就赶来,所以交谈了一个小时之后大伙才逐一握手道别。希望大家还能再次相见。在我们交谈时,螃蟹收到一条短信:“螃蟹,骑行侠今日出发,今晚会在港口东面扎营,他只有一个人,你去陪陪他嘛。” 我沉默许久,拿起我的手机朝那号码回复:“我在螃蟹这里吹水,我没事的,不用担心我。谢谢。” 她,是惠东车友,8妹。向日葵色板官方并不认识,并没有交谈过,但她今日给发过信息,会尽量帮我向她老板台商争取搞到台湾证。在此刻,我望着螃蟹手机的短信,短短的几行字,蕴含着多大的关怀。赶来的华晓兄数人、接待的螃蟹、信息的8妹、还有几个表示在后面路程接待的驴友信息。这才第一天,我已经开始收到如此多善意的帮助。 —— 有些感动,你无法忘怀 。 在路上,就是有着这么多默默关心着你,默默帮助着你的人。即使你们素不谋面,即使你们相隔两地,即使你们不同民族。 —— 人能发出最大的力量,往往来自身边的人。 你们的支持和鼓励就是我最大的力量,谢谢。 . 漆黑的夜,海雾弥漫,伸手不见五指,耳旁传来绵绵不绝的海浪声。 我静静看着眼前这一座小山,头皮有些发麻,脑海中想起刚刚华晓跟我说的话:“你一个人要翻山过去东面小沙滩扎营?我在那里迷路过,然后致电螃蟹前来相救,在那里当地人晚上都不敢进去,那段山路少说都有七八个坟墓。” 虽然螃蟹执意邀请我在旅舍过夜,不收我钱。但我觉得能不打扰就尽量不打扰,更何况,我想要拍摄双月湾的海上日出。所以告别螃蟹之后,在午夜时分我一个人骑车来到这片荒山野岭前。 海浪声已在黑暗蜿蜒的山路中变得模糊,在杂草树木却传出一阵阵昆虫的呜鸣声,我努力推车往前,这条路,地形复杂有些是小坑,有些是大坑,有些是几层小土梯,不能骑行只能靠推。我脑海中徒然想起一则老年人流传下来的事儿:“在深夜里,铃铛声会招魂,招鬼。” 我脑海中骤然浮现电视上捉鬼天师手上摇晃的铃铛。 猛然!我心不禁一颤!耳边响起一阵响亮的铃铛声! 转下头,声音的源头正是红颜右手。手忙脚乱地将“红颜”手上的铃铛取下,紧紧收藏放在口袋里,以免再次发出声音。随着小山的坡度提过,我力气越来越少,由于单车负重极高,不小心摔下了数次,有一次连车前头的帐篷也不小心震掉到地上,捡起的那瞬间抬头看到身旁一道坟墓静静竖着,似乎有一种被某些东西盯着的感觉,顿时觉得一片寒意。 我背后骤然冒出一身冷汗,心脏不禁砰砰地加速跳动,粗喘大气。我加快步伐,根本不敢往狭窄山路的两端张望,我默默戴上头灯照着地面前行。 大雾仍然弥漫每一片角落,能见度极低,我提心吊胆终于把车推到了山口。低头一看,差点窒息!忍不住在心中大骂!大部分是矮楼梯,我只能一阶一阶梯,慢慢紧捏刹车顺着阶梯下降,车圈在刹车皮摩擦的那瞬间,迸发出惊雷般刺耳的响声。 吱—— 在黑暗的山中久久回荡,我脸色顿时变得无比苍白,心中紧紧喃喃道:“阿弥陀佛,有怪莫怪。” 扎营,铺防潮垫,锁上单车,钻了进去。睡觉! . 2011年7月26日。环华第二天。(野人般生活。) 海浪声仿佛永无止境般传入帐篷,我频频拉开帐篷内层拉链朝大海望去,却一阵失望,昨晚到现在一直都是大雾弥漫,海上日出看不成了,凡事都是如此,不可能尽善尽美,称心如意,向日葵色板官方只能阔达接受。 在路上,心态很重要,即使遇到再糟糕的事情也要保持良好心态。—— 【清晨依然大雾弥漫。】 昨晚睡得并不是很安稳,一个人与坟墓兄弟做邻居心不安宁,惠东平山毛毛得知后,也发来信息:“你一个人不怕啊?真大胆啊。” 我如果是这么大胆,我早就睡成死猪般了……看来心理素质有待加强,往后的日子多得是类似这种地方。前人的话还是有道理的:平生不做亏心事,半夜敲门也不惊。 “砰!”一道身影狠狠砸下海面,溅起无数海花。 冷。虽然是夏季,但刚进入水面的那瞬间还是觉得一阵寒冷,畅快地游泳一番后往营地附近的瀑布洗澡。我选择的营地有一瀑布,非常清澈干净的水源,不然你以为我翻山越岭来这里扎营干嘛?真的是吃饱睁撑着啊?正是为了这匹瀑布水源。扎营地的选择很重要,尤其是对水源的要求极高。 —— 【面朝大海,瀑布下洗澡。Ps还是自拍。】 你知道吗,我有许多朋友连米都没有洗过,扫把都没有拿过,我在想,把他们扔在荒野不知能活多少天... 出生在90年代的人都知道,90后无疑是充满争议的一代,被大多人称为“垮掉的一代”。我不懂什么是“蓝调”,但我知道什么是“非主流”。网上见到很多身穿鲜艳惹眼衣服,嘟着小嘴,自恋拍照的一面脸的小妹,看!非主流漂亮的小妹来啦!然后一个头发异常彪悍,染色红红绿绿的哥们穿着惊世骇俗的衣服,嘴上叼着名牌香烟,手插在裤袋,迈着太空舞步向前走,娘里娘气的不像个哥们,也不是小姐,这就是非主流? 于是看不过那些新立异的人们把 90后“非主流”推上了风口浪尖,一顿接着一顿批,见了就骂。之后再冒出“脑残”这一词。 其实每个人都是个体,谈不上什么几零后之类的,只是许多社会命运是共性的,所以才有了这么一个简单的划分。时代总是在前进的,时代也是不同的。70后、80后有人是罪犯,90后也有救人牺牲的。不要总什么事就扯上一代人。不是每个90后都像网络流传的那样,我们有自己的个性,同样,向日葵色板官方也有原则。每个年代的人都有自己年代的性格,虽然90后中的有些行为是该自省一下,不过我坚定的相信,向日葵色板官方不是垮掉的一代。20年之后,这个社会的顶梁柱是90后,如果90后的人垮了,那么20年之后的中国也就垮了。 90后是当今社会的缩影,随着年代的变化国家的经济发展,现在已经是21世纪了。当初爸妈的年代,他们小时候家里的米不够,大人们都吃不饱。挨饿,挨冻,睡觉时被冷风吹醒是常有的事。那时天空还是蔚蓝,白云飘飘,朝阳透过露水,照在大地上,他们挎着小书包,光着脚丫去学堂,学堂是天然的泥土和瓦盖起来的,下雨了就会漏。中午还要回家煮饭放牛,他们用稻草在锅底烧的铁锅,不是电饭锅,也不是电磁炉,那些对他们来说都是高级货。下午放学了,他们就要拔苗,插秧,要么收获的季节去收割,打谷,筛谷。在晚上大人和小孩都挤在别人的家里看黑白电视。那时抽烟喝酒是有钱人奢侈的雅兴,打架没想过,上网没听说过,玩游戏就是在傍晚时分,几个同龄的小伙伴在谷场爬上稻草玩躲猫猫。 如今,天空不再像以前那么蔚蓝,白云变得慵懒,小鸟没有了踪影。国家推翻了“人多好办事”的强势理论,实行了所谓的计划生育,90后出生了,大多数是独生子女。被家人极度宠溺的环境下成长,衣来伸手,饭来张口。不愁吃,不愁穿,不愁没地方住,更不愁没钱花。 90后成长了,早恋,抽烟,喝酒,打架,上网,玩游戏。 教育是非常重要的,在这扭曲的社会,许多社会的事都已变得虚伪无比。如果你的90后孩子垮掉了,那么,最大的责任就是你!当然90后也有责任,但不要一味怪责自己的孩子,而更重要的是如何去重新教育,认识问所在。 在网络上凭什么说90后是脑残,说90是垮掉的一代?!!!向日葵色板官方很多还不到20岁的人,大多数90后还未踏入社会,世界观,价值观都未形成。请不要一竹竿打翻一条船。 当今社会就是向日葵色板官方最好的舞台,我相信未来90后会跟上你们的脚步,成为市长,省长,体现出向日葵色板官方在当今社会的价值。 —— 【生火煮面。】—— 当我在瀑布下洗完澡之后,将满是臭汗味的衣物清洗干净,寻找两支大树干架起,一条绳子紧绑,这样就可以晒衣服了。 随着太阳高度逐渐的提升,海雾开始被缓缓驱散,我去瀑布装了一大壶水回来,捡起干柴,挖坑垫石头,烧柴起火,烧开水,煮面条。幸好是夏天,天气干燥容易烧火.. 2011年7月26日。环华第二天。(野人般生活。) 海浪声仿佛永无止境般传入帐篷,我频频拉开帐篷内层拉链朝大海望去,却一阵失望,昨晚到现在一直都是大雾弥漫,海上日出看不成了,凡事都是如此,不可能尽善尽美,称心如意,向日葵色板官方只能阔达接受。 在路上,心态很重要,即使遇到再糟糕的事情也要保持良好心态。 —— 【清晨依然大雾弥漫。】 昨晚睡得并不是很安稳,一个人与坟墓兄弟做邻居心不安宁,惠东平山毛毛得知后,也发来信息:“你一个人不怕啊?真大胆啊。” 我如果是这么大胆,我早就睡成死猪般了……看来心理素质有待加强,往后的日子多得是类似这种地方。前人的话还是有道理的:平生不做亏心事,半夜敲门也不惊。 “砰!”一道身影狠狠砸下海面,溅起无数海花。 冷。虽然是夏季,但刚进入水面的那瞬间还是觉得一阵寒冷,畅快地游泳一番后往营地附近的瀑布洗澡。我选择的营地有一瀑布,非常清澈干净的水源,不然你以为我翻山越岭来这里扎营干嘛?真的是吃饱睁撑着啊?正是为了这匹瀑布水源。扎营地的选择很重要,尤其是对水源的要求极高。 —— 【面朝大海,瀑布下洗澡。Ps还是自拍。】 你知道吗,我有许多朋友连米都没有洗过,扫把都没有拿过,我在想,把他们扔在荒野不知能活多少天... 出生在90年代的人都知道,90后无疑是充满争议的一代,被大多人称为“垮掉的一代”。我不懂什么是“蓝调”,但我知道什么是“非主流”。网上见到很多身穿鲜艳惹眼衣服,嘟着小嘴,自恋拍照的一面脸的小妹,看!非主流漂亮的小妹来啦!然后一个头发异常彪悍,染色红红绿绿的哥们穿着惊世骇俗的衣服,嘴上叼着名牌香烟,手插在裤袋,迈着太空舞步向前走,娘里娘气的不像个哥们,也不是小姐,这就是非主流? 于是看不过那些新立异的人们把 90后“非主流”推上了风口浪尖,一顿接着一顿批,见了就骂。之后再冒出“脑残”这一词。 其实每个人都是个体,谈不上什么几零后之类的,只是许多社会命运是共性的,所以才有了这么一个简单的划分。时代总是在前进的,时代也是不同的。70后、80后有人是罪犯,90后也有救人牺牲的。不要总什么事就扯上一代人。不是每个90后都像网络流传的那样,我们有自己的个性,同样,向日葵色板官方也有原则。每个年代的人都有自己年代的性格,虽然90后中的有些行为是该自省一下,不过我坚定的相信,向日葵色板官方不是垮掉的一代。20年之后,这个社会的顶梁柱是90后,如果90后的人垮了,那么20年之后的中国也就垮了。 90后是当今社会的缩影,随着年代的变化国家的经济发展,现在已经是21世纪了。当初爸妈的年代,他们小时候家里的米不够,大人们都吃不饱。挨饿,挨冻,睡觉时被冷风吹醒是常有的事。那时天空还是蔚蓝,白云飘飘,朝阳透过露水,照在大地上,他们挎着小书包,光着脚丫去学堂,学堂是天然的泥土和瓦盖起来的,下雨了就会漏。中午还要回家煮饭放牛,他们用稻草在锅底烧的铁锅,不是电饭锅,也不是电磁炉,那些对他们来说都是高级货。下午放学了,他们就要拔苗,插秧,要么收获的季节去收割,打谷,筛谷。在晚上大人和小孩都挤在别人的家里看黑白电视。那时抽烟喝酒是有钱人奢侈的雅兴,打架没想过,上网没听说过,玩游戏就是在傍晚时分,几个同龄的小伙伴在谷场爬上稻草玩躲猫猫。 如今,天空不再像以前那么蔚蓝,白云变得慵懒,小鸟没有了踪影。国家推翻了“人多好办事”的强势理论,实行了所谓的计划生育,90后出生了,大多数是独生子女。被家人极度宠溺的环境下成长,衣来伸手,饭来张口。不愁吃,不愁穿,不愁没地方住,更不愁没钱花。 90后成长了,早恋,抽烟,喝酒,打架,上网,玩游戏。 教育是非常重要的,在这扭曲的社会,许多社会的事都已变得虚伪无比。如果你的90后孩子垮掉了,那么,最大的责任就是你!当然90后也有责任,但不要一味怪责自己的孩子,而更重要的是如何去重新教育,认识问所在。 在网络上凭什么说90后是脑残,说90是垮掉的一代?!!!向日葵色板官方很多还不到20岁的人,大多数90后还未踏入社会,世界观,价值观都未形成。请不要一竹竿打翻一条船。 当今社会就是向日葵色板官方最好的舞台,我相信未来90后会跟上你们的脚步,成为市长,省长,体现出向日葵色板官方在当今社会的价值。 . —— 【生火煮面。】 —— 当我在瀑布下洗完澡之后,将满是臭汗味的衣物清洗干净,寻找两支大树干架起,一条绳子紧绑,这样就可以晒衣服了。 随着太阳高度逐渐的提升,海雾开始被缓缓驱散,我去瀑布装了一大壶水回来,捡起干柴,挖坑垫石头,烧柴起火,烧开水,煮面条。幸好是夏天,天气干燥容易烧火。. 喜欢这种置身大自然的感觉。厌倦钢筋混泥土的世界。 —— 如野人般生活。 由于忘记带鱼钩,不然准钓几条鱼上来加菜,这这里如果有渔具,准不会饿死。呵呵,有点荒岛生存的感觉。户外生存是一项很大的知识,确实需要多多学习,到自己面临危地时也不会束手束脚,争取生存几率。 疑点一:在路上如何充电洗澡?在路上,我这个人比较简单,有水龙头的地方,就可以洗澡了。只要有工地,有修路,有建筑新楼,就一定有水龙头。充电更是简单,只要有人住的地方就有电,对方让不让你借用那就得要看你的口才了,在饭店吃饭和旅馆或小卖部买个5毛的冰棍都能借电。 疑点二:在野外扎营安全吗?在路上,扎营是不可避免的,我的经验是,在当地的单位和村委处或小学沟通,能否扎在里面或者门前。中学就比较难沟通,因为规矩多,什么要问领导啊之类的,反正就是规模越小,越容易沟通,最好找村里的。我一般都是在走哪里就在附近找普通村宅沟通,一般村里的人比较好说话,我试过很多次,他们不仅让你扎营,还请你吃饭,让你洗澡。但要注意带眼看人,一般我是看人和他的财产,比较牛羊猪,拖拉机。拥有这些的都属于小康家庭了,更是安全。(Ps:记得要锁好车子,将车子与帐篷一同锁好,你的头睡在靠锁头的那端,只要锁头一动,帐篷就会摇晃,那你就知道了。在帐篷里要准备一把小 dao,有紧急情况时可以牺牲帐篷小 dao一刮,破篷而出,毕竟帐篷没了可以再买,但小命重要。) 疑点三:一个人谁给你拍照?在路上,一个人总不可能只拍美景和他人吧,所以一定要学会自拍,利用能用到的东西和地方,比如单车,头盔,矮墙,楼梯,树木,甚至自己的手。看过我西藏帖子的知道,我的自拍技术已经出神入化了,甚至让人怎么研究都研究不出如何拍摄。—— 比如这张,这个角度,从高处往下拍摄的,这里是一片大海,一片沙滩,没有人帮拍,三角架也不可能有这么高,如何拍摄?挤破头都想不到吧? —— 答案在第一张图片,看到两根捡来的竹木没有,相机一般都有挂上一条带子,我将带子绑到右边那根木条上面,悬空着,然后调好十秒定时拍摄,这样就可以拍到上面那张图片的效果了。你们无语了吧…… 哈哈。没法子,自拍留念这是好办法!多动脑筋就能得到满意照片了。 饱餐之后,清洗餐具,拔营,收拾行装,离开。 在路上难免丢三落四的,在昨天,我的车牌:“武功再高,也怕菜刀”颠掉了。唯有托人再购买了。我背包的防水罩估计是昨晚不知掉到何处了。 再次翻越山头出去时,一阵傻眼! 不禁低骂了几声,坟墓没留意还真不知道,至少将近十个。如有打扰,敬请见谅。。。。。 猛地跑得比兔子还快……瞬间离开了。 穿过港口镇市场,过了港口大桥,来到西面海边骑行。这里与东面简直就是两个世界,海水干净清澈很多,经过旅游开发了许多酒店,即使不是周末,这里游人也很多。其中有一个小女娃特可爱,穿着救生衣如小蜜蜂般在海中窜来窜去 … —— 繁荣的港口湾。. —— 海上精灵,小蜜蜂。 —— 渔民正在作业,这次是用机器拉,而不是人力,工业的发展,促进了社会的进步。 沿着双月湾西面的沙滩骑行,半小时候到达平海镇,一股热流从我身旁吹过,我隐约间看到路面的空气在扭曲,形成一道模糊的场景,脑袋一阵眩晕,路面如同海市蜃楼般虚幻。 热!热!热! 顺便好了家有空调的店钻进去,买了一杯2元的奶茶,开始休息。每天中午都是不骑行的,以免中暑。 —— 午餐,平海市场炒米粉6元,送清汤。 热!仿佛空气都会燃烧。 午餐过后,即使已经是下午三点多,但仍然如此炎热,仿佛置身热炉之中一般。.([]
洛阳,一座有着5000多年文明史、4000年的建城史和1500多年的建都史的古城,是华夏文明的发源地和中华民族的发祥地之一。而洛阳又因牡丹闻名于世,被世人誉为“千年帝都,牡丹花城”。在牡丹花盛开的日子里,我独行洛阳,去造访这座千年都城并欣赏我国著名的国花。4月10日晚,乘坐K419次列车,经过6个半小时的车程,与次日清晨558,我到达了洛阳。按照事先做好的功课,车到洛阳站后,出站后直接去公交站台乘坐801公交,上车直达龙门石窟。 龙门石窟位于洛阳市南郊龙门峡谷东西两崖的峭壁间。因为这里东、西两山对峙,伊水从中流过,看上去宛若门厥,所以又被称为“伊厥”,唐代以后,多称其为“龙门”。 这里地处交通要冲,山清水秀,气候宜人,是文人墨客的观游胜地。又因为龙门石窟所在的岩体石质优良,宜于雕刻,所以古人选择此处开凿石窟。 龙门石窟是中国石刻艺术宝库之一,国家AAAAA级景区。2000年被联合国科教文组织列为世界文化遗产。 两山之间的伊水让洛阳这座古城尽显了灵秀之气。 龙门石窟位是中国石刻艺术宝库之一,世界文化遗产、是中国四大石窟之一。龙门石窟与甘肃敦煌莫高窟、山西大同云冈石窟并称为“中国三大石刻艺术宝库”。 石窟始凿于北魏孝文帝时(公元471~477年),历经400余年才建成,迄今已有1500年的历史,龙门石窟南北长约1公里,现存石窟1300多个,窟龛2345个,记和碑刻3600余品,佛塔50余座,佛像97000余尊。 最大的佛像高达17.14米,最小的仅有2厘米。其中以宾阳中洞、奉先寺和古阳洞最具有代表性。 宾阳中洞是北魏时期(公元386~512年)的代表性作品。这个洞窟前后用了24年才建成,是开凿时间最长的一个洞窟。洞内有11尊大佛像。主像释迦牟尼像,面部清秀,神情自然,堪称北魏中期石雕艺术的杰作。主像座前刻有两只姿态雄健的石狮。左右侍立二弟子,二菩萨,菩萨像含笑凝眸,温柔敦厚。洞中还雕刻着众菩萨,弟子听法的浮雕像,栩栩如生。窟顶飞天仙子的刻画也十分传神。 宾阳中洞是北魏时期代表性的洞窟。“宾阳”意为迎接出生的太阳。宾阳三洞开凿于北魏时期,是北魏的宣武帝为他父亲孝文帝做功德而建。它开工于公元500年,历时24年,用工达80万2366个,后因为发生宫廷政变以及主持人刘腾病故等原因,计划中的三所洞窟(宾阳中洞、南洞、北洞)仅完成了一所即宾阳中洞,南洞和北洞都是到初唐才完成了主要造像。宾阳中洞内为马蹄形平面,穹窿顶,中央雕刻重瓣大莲花构成的莲花宝盖,莲花周围是八个伎乐天和两个供养天人。它们衣带飘扬,迎风翱翔在莲花宝盖周围,姿态优美动人。洞内为三世佛材,即过去、现在、未来三世佛。主佛为释迦牟尼。他是佛教的创始人,原名叫乔达摩·悉达多,原是古印度净饭王的儿子。他和中国的孔子生活在同一时代,比孔子要年长12岁。他在29岁时出家修行,经过六年,悟道成佛,创立了佛教。由于北魏时期崇尚以瘦为美,所以主佛释迦牟尼面颊清瘦,脖颈细长,体态修长。衣纹密集,雕刻手法采用的是北魏的平直刀法。由于北魏孝文帝迁都洛阳后实行了一系列的汉化政策,所以洞中主佛的服饰一改云冈石窟佛像那种偏袒右肩式袈裟,而身着宽袍大袖袈裟。释迦牟尼所有侍立二弟子、二菩萨。二菩萨含睇若笑,文雅敦厚。左右壁还各有造像一铺,都是一佛、二菩萨,着褒衣博带袈裟,立于覆莲座上。洞中前壁南北两侧,自上而下有四层精美的浮雕。第一层是以《维摩诘经》故事为材的浮雕,叫做“维摩变”。第二层是两则佛本生故事。第三层为著名的帝后礼佛图。第四层为“十神王”浮雕像。特别是位于第三层的帝后礼佛图,它们反映了宫廷的佛事活动,刻划出了佛教徒虔诚、严肃、宁静的心境,造型准确,制作精美,代表了当时生活风俗画的高度发展水平,具有重要的艺术价值和历史价值。非常可惜的是,在上个世纪的三、四十年代被盗往国外了,现在分别陈列在美国纽约大都会博物馆和美国堪萨斯州纳尔逊艺术博物馆。 “剪刀手”卖萌佛祖在宾阳中洞石窟,有一尊历经千年风霜的佛像,手势神似“剪刀手”。剪刀手佛像是在向游人卖萌,在提醒大家保护文物,还是想说点什么?有网友评论:四百年前的艺术大师们好有远见,知道在四百年后剪刀手肯定会风靡全球。 《伊阙佛龛之碑》亦称"褚遂良碑"。篆额《伊阙佛龛之碑》。贞观十五年(公元641年)刻于河南省洛阳龙门石窟壁宾阳洞内。 这里因伊水东西两岸之香山和龙门山对峙如天然门阙,故古称“伊阙”,隋唐以后,习称龙门。《伊阙佛龛之碑》通高约5.00米、宽1.90米。由中书侍郎岑文本撰文,谏议大夫褚遂良书。字共三十二行,满行五十一字。计一千六百余字。碑文主要记述唐太宗第四子魏王李泰为其母文德皇后长孙氏死后做功德而开凿,太宗末年李泰与太子李承乾争夺太子位,李泰借为母亲开窟造像做功德,实有获得太宗好感,为自已捞取政治资本的目的。这通碑原应为北魏所雕的宾阳中洞的造窟碑,到了唐代李泰为节省费用,竟就势磨去原有碑文,又重新雕刻成唐碑的。 关于该碑的记载,始见于宋嘉祐六年(公元1061年)欧阳修之《集古录》及赵明诚之《金石录》。《伊阙佛龛之碑》是早期传世褚书的代表作。为目前国内所见褚遂良楷书之最大者,字体清秀端庄,宽博古质,是准的初唐楷书。此碑虽说是碑,实际上却是摩崖刻石。两者功用相同,都是为歌功颂的。但在创作时条件不同,一个是光平如镜,而另一个则是凹凸不平,书写的环境也不会那么优游自在。于是,摩崖书法的特征也就不言而喻。因无法近观与精雕细琢,于是便在气势上极力铺张,字形比碑志大得多,舒卷自如,开张跌宕。正是在这一点上,像汉代的《石门颂》、《郙阁颂》、《西峡颂》,它们气度之开张,韵致之飞扬,自然拙朴,即使是如《礼器碑》、《乙瑛碑》、《史晨碑》等真正的碑志精品也无法比拟,褚遂良的《伊阙佛龛碑》,正是这样一种典型的摩崖书风。传世墨拓以明代何良俊清森阁旧藏明初拓本为最佳,拓工精致、字口如新;比《金石萃编》所载犹多五十余字,曾经清代毕泷、沈志达、费念慈等递藏,现藏北京图书馆。有影印本行世。 魏窟――公元495年魏宗室丘慧成开始在龙门山开凿古阳洞,500--523年魏宣武帝、魏孝明帝连续开凿宾阳洞的北中南三个大石窟,石阳洞和宾阳洞的修建共费人工80万以上,还开凿了药方洞和东魏时开凿的莲花洞等石窟。北朝石窟都在龙门山,古阳洞自慧成至东魏末50多年的营造,表现出列多的中国艺术形式,大佛姿态也由云岗石窟的雄健可畏转变为龙门石窟的温和可亲。以宾阳中洞主佛为代表的佛像,人物面部含着微笑,龙门石窟比云岗石窟表现出更多的中国艺术佛像。龙门石窟还保留有大量的宗教、美术、书法、音乐、服饰、医药、建筑和中外交通等方面的实物史料。因此,它又是一座大型的石刻艺术博物馆。 只可惜龙门石窟遭受的破坏要比云冈石窟大得多,绝大多数佛像都不存在或者是残缺不全的了。
Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangMr YANG Liusong, a Chinese who just finished the first solo traverse over Chang Tang by cycling from west to east in recorded human history, shared his stunning Expedition with all of us through the forum 8264 https//bbs.8264.com/thread-512349-1-1.html . In order to share his legendary journey with those who cannot read Chinese, I translate his story to English here, which has been approved by Mr YANG Liusong. Hope you guys enjoy it.为了让杨同学的传奇能让全世界的驴友分享,俺决定把杨同学的帖子翻译成英文。为了避免麻烦,俺先来个免责声明:1。杨同学不认识俺,也没有授权俺,如果他说不要翻译了那俺就随时终止;2。俺没有商业目的,译版版权归杨同学,俺啥也不要,也不承担法律责任;3。没有杨同学授权,不敢擅自发在国外网站,发在原帖处,荣誉归8264;4。俺英语水平有限,欢迎指正,欢迎转贴。 Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangBy Yang LiusongIt has been three months since I traversed the unpopulated region in the Great Chang Tang. There are many like-minded asking me about it. I now present this thread to briefly tell everybody about my journey.The starting point of this traverse was from the highest peak of the western part of the Tibetan plateau, Jieshan Daban, and the day was April 20, 2010.I was heading eastward passing Bungdag Co, Yanghu Co, Rola Co, and Kangzhagri Mountain, which crossed over the desolate region from west to east. The journey continued northward to enter the unpopulated area of Altun Mountains, through Hoh Xil Mountains, Kunlun Mountains, Whale lake, ..., finally met some people by the Aqqikkol Hu and then arrived in Huatugou by vehicle three days later and that day was July 5. It had been 77 days in total. I had been all alone 74 days after leaving Jieshan Daban until arriving inAqqikkol Hu, which was about 1400km and about four months.[The Great Chang Tang] In Tibetan, "Chang Tang" means northern empty wilderness while narrowly, means unpopulated region in northern part of Tibet. However, it actually indiCATes all of the no man's land in northern. The great Chang Tang includes desolate places in Northern Tibet, Hoh Xil, Alun Mountains, and Kunlun Mountains, which are interconnected to form the unique and super empty wilderness in the world. Only because Hoh Xil is the most known name, most people just think this vast land is equivalent to Hoh Xil. In reality, Hoh Xil is only a small piece of the Great Chang Tang both administratively and geologically. The Great Chang Tang, the last land to chase your freedom and dream.The route that I traversed ForeplayI arrived in Tibet in the early March, a couple of troubles bothered me. The brand new plug got its positive and negative wrongly connected; the rivets of my rucksack eASIly got broken from now and again; and a multi-functional charger got damaged and so on. Riding my bike to Ngari for warming up of this journey, lost my rucksack but later got it back; lost my camera bag and got it back later again, and finally lost a big bicycle pannier in the street of Gyangze town under the eyes of police, including clothes, solar panel and so on.Without much choice, I returned to Lhasa to adjust all the stuff I would need in the wilderness. Then I begged some luck by going to Nyingchi to enjoy the blossoms of peach trees and to take a hot spring bath. I even had the privilege to enjoy time with ten girls in the hot spring. I felt my bad luck had all gone and then returned to Lhasa again to prepare going to Ngari. I did not expect that I was cheated on by some hustler and lost some money and delayed my schedule for a week. I had to find a car myself quickly to Nagri. However, I lost the tool for fast-parting my rear wheel on my way to Nagri, where was a remote area in Tibet and nowhere to buy the tool. Even if there was one in Lhasa it would take at least ten days for a special delivery service. I was lucky that my mate Duola asked a driver to bring the tool for me from Lhasa. I thought there should be no more nightmare like this but the nozzle of my brand new multi-fuel stove was broken. The next day I tried everywhere to weld them back together. The first three shops could not do the welding for copper. The fourth one said they could do it but could not guarantee a sUCCess. The engineer said it would be ten Chinese yuans if it was a success. I agreed. Just in seconds, my nozzle became crap in a flash of lightening. I was so upset. Again, Duola helped me by bringing her own MSR oil stove and Dingding's sleeping bag to Nagri. That was already April 16 and I did not have much time to waste. The following day I found a vehicle heading to Jieshan Daban.The sand storm over Yarlung Zangbo RiverA lonely peach tree blossoming in Yarlung Zangbo Grand CanyonNatural hot spring in wild, me singing and drinking (photo by a friend of mine) Day 1(April 20), 16km, Camping 5192mIt was a truck with a full load of iron wastes, arriving in Jieshan Daban at 6'o clock in the morning. It was still night and extremely cold and dark. Driver was not bothered to pop his head out of the driving cab. I climbed up on the top of the iron wastes, taking my bicycle down. In a hurry, I punched my old water bag. Fortunately I had another MSR water bag given by a friend of mine otherwise I would definitely fail without even starting my journey. For the first time for me to set up the brand new tent in strong, cold winds. It would be impossible to do so if the tent was not a whole piece. Extremely cold outside, about -15C, might be lower than that, I put my head into the sleeping bag but was nearly suffocated to death, honestly. The smell of Dingding's sleeping bag was, lol, so extraordinary. I woke up around 11 o'clock. There were still strong winds outside so that I had to use my bodyweight to keep the tent in place. At the time when I just started to cook and eat, four patrolling soldiers approached me. To their surprise someone, in this season, camped in Jieshan Daban. I was so nervous and afraid they were the people to block my journey because I was caught and deported from the desolate land last year. Luckily the four soldiers did not know my destination and were very kind to me. After they left, I immediately packed my stuff and pushed my bike into the depths of the unpopulated area just in case anything unexpected happened.The bike was very heavy due to the provisions and hard to control. There was even a quite small hill that I had to remove my bike panniers to get over it. This really struck me because this happened even the path was still the hardship one at the moment and I could not imagine what I would do once I entered the uncertain, endless wilderness. Until now I had not met anyone, even the nomadic pastoralists. I remembered there were quite a few of them roaming at the edge of the northern Tibetan plateau last year. All of these indicated it was not the good pasture season in such low temperature and strong winds. Around 16km there was a sheep cote, where I passed it last year, east of Lungmu Co. I was exhausted at this point so that I decided to camp in here and to rest my head. After arranging tent everything I went out to look for the wetland discovered by Duola and Liumeng last year. I was determined to find it.There were many hot springs in the wetland which were underground water with a constant temperature. The wetland therefore became an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such harsh weather, which was the very unique land feature of terrain in this over 5200m highland.Perpetual snow in the valley blown to corn shape by strong windsThis wetland was discovered by Duola and Liumeng. The workers at a nearby mine did not know it and I too missed it last yearUnderground water with a constant temperature, an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such icy weather 感谢大伙儿支持和加分,不一一回复了。特别感谢多啦,希望能有机会一起喝酒吃肉。 Day 2 (April 21), 0km, Camping5192mBlustering gale all night, up and down like ocean waves. The next day rather than continuing to travel, I stayed inside the sheep cote, hesitating and pondering over. Indeed, there were so many problems before this journey;I did not have sufficient physical preparation;the load had already reached its limitation; I still coughed a lot;the weather was so extreme and cold. All in all, I did not think this journey was well prepared and I did not have confidence in completing this journey mentally and physically. To do, or not to do, it was the question. Similarly I did not have confidence in my facilities, not knowing whether all of them would work functionally or not. The fact was one of the rivets got broken again and the front rack came loose. In the afternoon, I replaced all the rivets of the panniers with screws I had prepared before. This was an excellent job I had done which gave me no further troubles throughout my whole journey. I also re-adjusted the front rack. However I did not think it would definitely all right because I did not have a tool to do it. When the darkness descended,I made up my mind to continue my journey, which, of course, was not beyond any imagination. Orchid-like weedsSmall springs everywhere, clear and chillyA thin layer of ice covering the fresh spring water The sheep cote, it was the door under the sleeping bag, which was in the same place as last year, everything looked like yesterdayThe wetland at duskLungmu Co at dusk. You could hear the gigantic sound of wind if the picture had a sound Day 3 (April 22), 52.4km, Camping 5145mGot up in the morning, could not put everything into the bags. Without much choice I had to throw away three portions of tsampa, elbow pads, and crampons. Following the road of the lead-zinicmine I found the side path to enter the wilderness, which was on the riverbed and very hard to see. I missed this side path last year so that I had to take a short cut into the wilderness directly then. That was why I had taken extra care to find the side path. The following journey was to get over a big hill, which lay 5275m above sea level and was the highest point of my whole journey. Around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I passed the side path leading to Orba Co and started a journey which was complete strange to me. I ate a piece of pilot breads, which was frozen like rocks so that I had to use my spade to crush it. At 6 o'clock in the evening, I had pushed plus rode my bicycle for about 32 km. I reckoned I should have been able to double this if I did no carry such heavy load. The wind became stronger and stronger. I opened the parasail kits and tested it. The result was far beyond what I expected. With the aid of the strong wind I was just like flying over the wilderness. After 8 o'clock in the evening, I started to observe the water Source and to get ready to camp. Map showed there were successive springs along the path and assembled to puddles. But I had overestimated the water source here in this land and in this season there were endless wilderness inside the valley, where I could not see a single drop of water. As it became darker and darker, I felt a little bit nervous which resulted in three spokes of the parasail broken and became a useless rubbish. Anyway, it helped me to move forward 20km more which benefited me a lot later on. When time approached 9.30 pm, it was almost completely dark. I had to lie my bike on the ground and went on to try to find water on the north side of the valley. This was a wide and flat sandy land, where I could not see any ditches there and further was complete darkness. I returned to get my GPS to look up the contours and found the south part of the valley was closer to a hill so I took the way. Finally I found a piece of ice in a ditch. I smashed about 20litre of ice. The ice was quite shallow scattered with sheep poo. On my way back, my eyes were hurt by strong winds, which got me a couple of days to recover. It was nearly 23 o'clock after I set up the tent. It also took about 40 mins to melt the ice. I was so tired and my appetite was completely spoiled. I then had a little bit of milk. I had never expected thing would go like this, it was so distressing. Streams along the path, ice everywhereThe river flew into Matou Hu, in whose north part there was a satellite lake, a wonderful ice-skating court It took 40mins to melt the ice in midnight Day 4 (April 23), 31km, Camping 5028mA cloudy day with gusts. From now and again, hails chased me from behind. Sunny spell. Heavy sandy land made me have to push my bike. At 3pm, I arrived at Luxing Hu, where there was a house made of clay. This was the last permanent building of my journey. Last year, Duola and Liumeng once lived in this house for three days without meeting anybody. It seemed it was the same but the truck parking in front of the house made me worry about. I went to the sheep cote first to check over, where there were only a few lambs following me everywhere I went later on. This made me feel warm in my heart. I observed farther places using my binoculars but could not see any people or sheeps. After making sure there were no people around I opened the locked door using a screwdriver. The living room was very clean. There were two boxes of beverages on the ground and a string of cured lamb legs hanging over in the interior room. A pot of water was on the top of the stove, lukewarm, which indicated the host must be not far away from his home. I filled up my water bag and left the house. I also put the screws back to the door in order not to leave any trace of my visiting. I then took a spanner from the toolbox of the truck, which gave me great help for the rest of the journey.I left the house as quickly as possible. After last year's experience, the nomadic pastoralists were the last people I wanted to meet. A few hundred meters away from the house, the vehicle traces were fading fast. Even downhill, I had to push rather than to ride because of the heavy loose sand. From the route point of view, only after Luxing Hu it was the real unpopulated land. After many days, I thought of the lamb legs from time to time. It was pity that I then had plenty of provisions and the bike was too heavy to carry anything more. Continue to melt the ice under the morning sunshine, all of the sheep poo had been removed carefullyCamping site, the little hill over there was the place where I got the ice last nightThe house by the Luxing Hu, empty, the last permanent building I saw throughout my journeyDay 5 (April 24), 19.8km, Camping 4951mSet off at 10.30 in the morning, the weather was similar to yesterday. Probably this road was the high plain or somewhere the wind passed so that it was so windy. The average wind speed was degree 6 but could reach degree 9 in the blick of an eye. The road was still full of sand and very heavy to walk on it. My eyes became worse under such harsh weather. About three o'clock in the afternoon, I saw something in my right, looked like antenna. I went closer to see what it was and found out it was an iron tower (the triangulation station). In 1970s, a joint team from Chinese three military regiments entered this area doing research. They have left a lot of triangulation stations and benchmarks, which I had the priviledge to see them today.At dusk, I approached to a spring by the Bungdag Co, which flew into the frozon lake. The sand and soil, brought by the strong wind, scattered on the surface of the ice all over the lake. There were so many cracks around the icey surface of the lake. I geussed it must be caused by the springs under the water rather than by melted ice. In the west of the Bungdag Co was the side path leading to Keriya Pass, where a SUV could reach directly. I had looked out any vehicle Tracks but failed. The cloudy sky started to snow. I set up the tent comfortably because I knew that I was safe having such a sweet spring beside me.Triangulation station erected by scientists from the joint research team on Chang Tang of three military regiments in 1971[size=+0]The gap between water and ice in Bungdag Co, I guessed there must be some springs under the lakeThe storm just above the ground, a chaotic darkness[size=+0]Icy Bungdag Co,one of the four biggest lakes in Northern Tibet, wild ducks flying over this vastness and lonenessSnowing at any time, should not happen so frequently like this in this seasonDay 6 (April 25), 4.3km, Camping 5002mWeathering landforms everywhere around this area. Spongy volcanic rocks could be found easily. I pushed my bike turning around a small hill, seeing a big river, the Yinshui He, flowing from Orba Co into Bungdag Co, which I had been to its upstream last year. It was also a passage for animal migration. The downstream of the river was extremely wide and broad. The thickess of the ice layer could reach one meter with the main stem in the middle course of the river, very deep. There were a few springs along the river, sweet and clear.I only went forward a little bit more than 4km but I had walked more than 20km for finding my way. It was not possible to cross the main stem, let alone the north bank of Bungdad Co. What I could only do was to try to find a shallow place to cross. But the southern area was a even larger piece of wetland and forced the road turn towards west. I spent a couple of hours but failed to find a good point to cross the river. In the afternoon, I decided to follow the edge of the wetland. When I reached the hill foot, the wetland finally disappeared. Around this area, there were clearly volcanic feature of terrain and I even found traces of pasturing and cairns made from volcanic rock.Here was the last pasturing trace I found throughout my journey, I guessed it was a summer pasture area. After this, there was no clear sign of human activities in this vast wilderness. I had been looking for my ways until it was dark. I made up my mind where to go TOMOrrow. The terrain here looked like Yardang landforms, as well as volcanic landforms The Yinshui He river from Orba CoSprings scattered all over the river bank, painted green by lovely algaeThe river was very deep. The mixture of green and amber colour showed the sand and mud carried by the melted iceThick layer of ice, sunken surface caused by strong gustsThe south course of the Yinshui He, countless small streams. To the right was the wetlandLooking for ways in the east, a trace of pasturing and the cairn made from spongy volcanic rocksMy camp, opposite to the hillDay 7 (April 26), 11km, Camping 5009mI moved forward to the direction I found yesterday, turning around the wetland and walking toward east. At 2pm, I was blocked by the zigzag Yinshui He again and I had no choice but to cross it. The river was about 700m wide, covered by ice which appeared very different. The hanging ice, the folding ice, the piling-up ice, the icy puddle, and the sleet were everywhere along the river bank. Having noticed all of these, I reckoned the river would be receding at dusk, which was why there were so many different shapes and forms of ice. I put my slipper on, going into the main stream of the river. I found there were at least three different courses of the river, the thickness of the surface ice varied and the river water reached above my knees. I sighed there would be no way back once I crossed this river. There are many ways in one's life too, you can only take it once and you will no long have the courage to repeat it.I pushed the bike crossing the river. Some of the ice was a bit soft, jamming the tyres so that I had to use my feet to break them first. Some of the ice was a bit thick but with half-melted underneath, sticking the the bike completely, some of the ice was half-water half-ice with a sandy riverbed, which was really hard to pass. I had to remove all of the panniers at the last stage of the crossing. I spent the whole four hours to cross the river, my legs got many bloody cuts. At 6pm, the surface ice was almost disappeared completely, the river level rapidly rising to a chaotic status. I thought if I hesitated a little bit at that time, I could not have the courage to cross this river under such circumstances. The river bank was unimaginably sandy and was quite steep. I had to unloaded the panniers again to reach the top of the bank. By the time of sunset, the weather became exceptionally good. The sunlight from the descending sun, the blue sky, the faint moon, .... I liked such a colorful and peaceful Chang Tang and very much enjoyed my camp and myself bathed in such beautiful colour.The ice like this was very thin and suspended, far away from the main stemHard surface with half-melted underneath, the soft sand at the botton was most scaryThe ice like this could easily jam the wheels, hard to get it outI had to unload the panniersChaotic water and terrible hails turned up in no timeThe Chang Tang at the moment liked it used to be,a mixture of cold and warm tones under the golden setting sun Day 8 (April 27), 14.6km, Camping 5112mLast night, I forgot to bring in the odometer, which was out of order due to the coldness in midnight. Since then I used GPS to check the mileage. The digital thermometer was no longer working. I had to use mercury thermometer to collect data. Night temperatures were basically between –15℃—–20℃ while the temperature inside my tent was about –10℃. The advantage of the integrated tent was that it limited the ventilation so to keep warm inside. However, it got clearly disadvantage of heavy condensation and dew. Every morning, there was plenty of frost inside the tent so that I had to put my hood on First Before fully getting dressed. The winds in Chang Tang finally became consistent with the pattern I had researched the other day no or very tiny wind in the morning, strong wind started after 2pm, and then at around 8pm its strength was reduced again. The accuracy of this prediction was about 80%.The road was very bad today. I walked whole afternoon in an ancient riverbed and it was so difficult that I had to use all of my strengths to move a small step forward and then to stop to breath, slower than a snail. After five hours' struggling, my eyes got wet when I saw the grassy river bank. Finally! The nightmare was over.Cold and clear morningHeavy morning condensation in the interior, a lot of frost to clearSuch dawning sunlight indicated a cloudy day ahead Day 9 (April 28), 18km, 5072mIn the morning I entered a range of sandy roads which were so terrible. The solar panel specially designed for GPS got short circuited. After checking it was found to be the diode got damaged. Luckily I got a replacement. Because the GPS was exclusively supplied by a solar panel so that it was no longer a problem for the power supplement of GPS. In a period of 70 days, I did replace the battery once, which saved me a lot of alkaline batteries. I did have another solar panel of 5.4 W which was used specifically for 7.5V Camera, DV and other digital facilities. Unlike water, I had never been short of power.At 7pm in the evening, I arrived at Pur Co. The surface of this lake was very odd the ice by the river bank rose and the river bank was broken, I reckoned that was due to the strong winds. The ice there was mingled with something yellow, could be the stain of alkali. There were many wild yaks on the other side of the lake. There could be two brown bears but I could not be for certain. On the east side of the lake, there was a peninsula leading to the centre of the lake. I camped just opposite to the peninsula. At night , I smashed the ice to get drinking water, which tasted alkali. For the first time I cooked the cereals, which was brought completely by accident. This was just because I found there was a little bit of extra space when I was in Nagri packing the stuff for this journey so that I bought two packs of cereals. It tasted disgusting, probably there was too much alkali in the water. I threw away half of it. Later I realised that probably I subconsciously felt that the provisions was so heavy. I would rather make it lighter at any cost.Dry all my stuff in the morning sun, a routine matterA faint dusk in Pur CoThe river bank pushed up by ice and opened like zipper by gustsThe pushed up surface of the iceThe place where I got my drinking water, a thin layer of ice behind the ablation corns The moment just before sun set, glittering Pur Co, nothing was the same差点儿没找到俺自己的帖子,原来变色了。多谢各位鼓励。 Day 10 (April 29), 16km, Camping 5141mIn the morning, I walked around the north bank of the Pur Co, where it were continuous ups and downs sprinkled with light yellow sprouts across the sparse grassland. The wild yaks clustered into small groups. All of a sudden, there was a group of five of them running towards me, blowing a huge cloud of dust with the power of thunderbolts,I believed that anyone who did not know the characters of the wild yaks must be frightened to death under such circumstances. The fact was the wild yaks in groups never injured people. Rushing to you just to show you its territory. When they approached people at certain distance, they would turn sharply and run away, and then stopped somewhere high to stare at you. You can not imagine that the wild yaks were very cautious animals compared with its almost one ton of weight. Their first reaction, when meeting people, was to raise their tails, the front hooves rubbing against the ground, the horns pointing forward, the eyes redden, and the long body hair shaking, all of which showed their determination to fight.This was the warning sign that you should retreat. However, you should realise that this was only a gesture that they were afraid of you and wanted to scare you away. The thing was that if you were not afraid of them and moved forward, they would run away in no time. There were only some mad yaks attacking people, which was really rare to happen. In Chang Tang, an experienced driver know that it is very dangerous to pass directly from two or three lonely wild yaks. They always tried to avoid confronting them directly. If this was not possible, they would lit a cigarette, smoking, to wait until the yaks walked away themselves. This was because the wild yaks really could attack vehicles, which was not completely rumors. I once asked them why I had not been attacked. They told me that because my bike was so small they would not be bothered to attack it. My own experience was that approaching a wild yak very slowly, do not look into its eyes, and ignored what it was doing. As long as it moved forward a little bit, just stop and give the yaks a little bit of time to think. Because if you forced the yak, it could be themost dangerous animal in the world and nothing could stop them killing. Even a gunshot could not kill it but only left a small hole in its skin. In the past, the nomads living near this land would use yaks' skin as chopping board which was very much endurable. At noon, I lost my balacLAVA, which was brand new and I had never used it once. I could not be bothered to go back tofind it. This resulted in that I had to have my fleece hat day and night in the rest of my journey, which did not provide fully protection from the sun in the plateau. But somehow I was all right, perhaps because my skin is similar to those of yaks, lol. At around half past one, I found a deserted Jeep, upside down. I felt it could be there for years and it could be the vehicle of someillegal HUNTERs. Nowadays, we have wildlife conservation reserves in Chang Tang and the animals here are well protected. However, some people kills the wild yaks to sell them as the domestic yak's meat. In general, it is worth 10,000 Chinese yuans for a single wild yak. Therefore many people take the risk to make money. They often enter the unpopulated areas to hunt and their activities can reach 200 km in diameter. This is why the wild yaks in the deep wilderness are less afraid of people than thoseat the boundaries of the Chang Tang region.There once happened that a wild yak mother revenged its baby's murder in the Altun mountains. Its horns pierced the killer's chest and held his body over its head for more than ten days, which was very touching.Around 3pm, I walked out of the Pur basin. The next point was Hong Shan Daban and then it was the Yueya Hu by the Toze Gangri. At this time I found a vehicle track from south to north. I checked over but could not find the way where they had gone. I took my map, GPS, and compass, climbing up a small hill to estimate the location of Hong Shan Daban. The mountain was very round and it was hard to find the mountain pass. After determining the locations of the Daban, I moved straightforward. When I passed a messy grassland, I saw something that I was reluctant to see more than hundreds of wild yaks' head scattered all over, which was definitely the scene of the illegal hunting. After that it was a very long ancient river bed with soft sand slowly rising until the foot of the mountain.There are some spines on the surface of the tongues of wild yaks, which are used by nomads in this area as combs. They use them from their teens to the time when their hair becomes silver.The deserted Jeep, could be left by illegal hunters years agoThe slaughtered wild yaks with the wheel size heads. Some of the skulls were chopped into half. Why was that? Could be taken away for making combs?My camp at the foot of the Daban underthe lingering golden rays of the setting sun. Tomorrow's weather must be wonderful, I reckoned Day 11(April 30), 20.4km, Camping 5120mThe surface of the road leading to Hong Shan Daban was very hard, most of them were small rocks, sort of gravels, plus a quite long downhill slope, I pushed my bike more than 20km for the first time after Luxing Hu. The mountain pass was quite flat, just like a broad ridge, it was 5256m above the sea level. Upon arriving at the pass, Toze Gangri of 6356m was in my sight clearly, very much round and there was no back bone like normal snow covered mountains. Most of the snow mountains in Chang Tang looked like this probably it was due to the geological movements. There were quite a few chirus or Tibetan antelopes in the valley but I was not interested in this kind of animals anymore after I witnessed a large scale of migration of such animals last year elsewhere.The herbivorous animals here are very quick to reach its original size of the population, such as wild yaks, chirus, Tibetan gazelle, pika, and marmot. When you go into the depths of the Chang Tang, you could hardly be surpised by the sudden appearance of the chirus because they are so common in here. At this time of year, the chirus have already male-female parted. You could see many pregnant female chirus but hardly see any males. According to recent research, Zonag Co is not the only lake for breeding. There are at least four of them in the whole Chang Tang. Zonag Co, Tuzi Hu, Heishi Beihu, and another lake I can not remember. I think there must be more than four of them and most of the populations do not migrant long way like most people used to think. They generally migrant from south to north between Central Mountains and Kunlun Mountains.The chirus looks very timid but are very curious about outside world. They are not really afraid of people, particularly in the depth of the Chang Tang. The nearest distance we can approach is about 30m. They just stare at you calmly and think who you are and why you move so slow. They would run in front of you. Look like they are afraid of you but the fact is they are playing with you. A man's own character shapes his fortune. This is of course suit for animals too. The chirus are the typical one. They have a super speed and a pair of sharp antlers. If they are crazy, three of them work together could easily kill a wolf. But as you might have known, their antlers are just for fighting to mate with females.Down the Daban there was a very steep and straight road, I tried to ride the bicycle but ended up with falling over. The front rack came loose and one of the pannier flew into valley. The foot of the mountain was the Yueya Hu covered by ice, which was alake full of heavy metal elements. Along the lake bank there were many stark rocks very much weathered, lining up just like castles or houses. This made me stop to investigate what they were from time to time, I did understand they were just rocks though but they were so real like the figures of real people. On of them even made me hide in a ditch, observing them again and again using my binoculars. There were also many black volcanic rocks. All in all, the features of this area were really unusual.Passed over the Yueya Hu, it was an endless ancient lake bed. What my GPS showed was this area was a big lake like tentacles. I looked around, it was endless wilderness without a piece of ice and a drop of water. Roughly, I estimated this lake bed was about 1200 square meters. I had to tell you that Chang Tang was a place where there was no high-resolution map. The marks in the map often were some kind of memory. Just like this ancient lake bed under my feet, may be it was full of water a few years ago. Who knows. Pushing the bike in such an endless lake bed was very easy to get lost. My mind was in a chaotic status too.The migration of the animals, photo taken last year The road rising up to the Daban, full of gravels, very hard, ideal for pushing your bikeThe Yueya Hu gazed at by the round and smooth Toze Gangri. At a glimpse, could you tell which was mountain, which was cloud?Ancient lake bed. The white stains were the alkali, look like ice. About wildlife (part 1)Declaration Personal experience for reference onlyDangerous wild animals and their threats to human beings are a ever-LASTING subject for those backpackers travelling in the wild.In Chang Tang, for example, there are two kinds of deadly animals, one is wolves and the other is brawn bears. As substitutes, wild yaks and crows might be dangerous to you in some circumstances that I will come back to this a little bit later on. As for how to protect yourself against these dangerous animals, I think the primary point is you do not try to hurt them because the emotions of human and animals are same instinctively. [Wolves]Throughout my journey, I met wolves a total of seven times, in which I confronted them five times. As you might have known that wolves have become more and more solitary animals, it is very rare they live in a large group nowadays. Please allow me off the point a little bit and talk about the ecological problems in Chang Tang. The problem is now not the decrease of the number of the chirus but the imbalance of the whole food chain, more specifically, the number of the animals on the higher trophic levels of the food chain has not yet reached its ideal level which results in this kind of imbalance. Particularly, the pikas and the marmots who have lost their predators rapidly expanse which results in the desertification of Chang Tang. As early as the middle of last century, wolves were the dominant predators in the vast wilderness. They became a threat not only to other preys but also nomads pasturing in this land. Therefore, the then government called on people to cull back the population of the wolves in Chang Tang, which resulted in the current situation directly. The last official record about wolves attacking humans was around 1970s, which happened in Bamaoqiongzong. A team of secientists was surrounded by a group of wolves and they had to shoot them using guns. Of course, at present in Chang Tang, wolves are absolutely lonely.In this traverse, the first time I encountered a pair of wolves, one of them staying in front of me pretending to attack me while the other staying behind me. This is the standard attacking strategy of wolves. First, you should not be nervous which can be easily detected by the predators. Second, you should not retreat even an inch because this means you are the prey rather than the predator. Do not make any large movement, of course you could take a picture if you feel safe to do so. You must look into its eyes for a few minutes or even half an hour. When the wolves can not work out who you are and consider you are not posing any danger to them, then they will leave. You should remember that wolves in this land do not lack of food and it is much easy for them to catch a pika than a human. Even if being hungry, they would evaluate how easy to get you done, What you need to do is to show them that you are not interested in them and you are not afraid of them at all, let alone to show your ID card to them. As for the wolves family, really, I have not heard for ages. If you really have an encounter with them and they have no other choice, then it definitely depends on your forture. In fact, for so many year, it has been very rare to happen that wolves kill human. But the rumours are still there, in particular, the road connecting Xinjiang and Tibet.The nearest encounter with a wolf throughout my journey, no conflict at all[Brown Bears]Brown bears are real dangerous animals to human. Every year there are some accidents happened in some regions of Xinjiang on the north side of Kunkun Mountains and steppes in Northern Tibet. More than that the bears could attack your house, smash your windows, and eat your sheep. Therefore, in Northern Tibet some local councils give subsidies to the pastorarists for compensating the losses due to the bears because they are not allow to fight back and kill the bears except their lives are in great danger. Once there was a nomad taught me a method to protect yourself from bears. He told me to pick up a stick to feed the bear and the bear thinks the stick is your hand which tastes disgusting. So the bear would leave. It was so funny but the reality is to find a stick in this vast wilderness is just like you win the lottery.Bears are omonivorous animal who are generally not interested in human flesh. You can find that in most of accidents, the bears did not eat any of the human flesh rather they just smashed them for kind of fun that we could not understand. For the reason why bears kill human, one explanation is the conflict between human and wildlife in this extreme ecological environment. The nomads invade the habitats of the bears, which results in these conflicts. On the other hand, it might be because bears have quite high IQ so that they think it is much easy to kill a sheep in the cote rather than to kill a pika in the wild.I have met bears five times in my traverse, in two cases we were very close to each other. I had even walked with one of them for quite a while, just like we had a date for a walk. The fact is it is not that terrible like you might imagine. The same rules for dealing with wolves apply to bears. Never provoke dangerous animals. A bear can run at a speed of 40km/h, do you think you can compete this in a highland 5,000m above sea level?However, there is a situation where it is really dangerous, that is the encounter. It is not easy to control your instinctive reaction to the external dangers. Last year once I turned around a hill, there was a bear just in front of me. The bear of course was frightened by me with its front legs holding up, waving in the air and roaring. At that time I sat on the ground, ignoring it. The bear then left in a few minutes. Chang Tang is a vast land so that this is not that easy to happen. But if it does happen, really only God can bless you.The nearest encounter with a bear throughout my journey. This bear disappeared in a herd of wild yaks, which I had tried hard to spot, really weird About wildlife (part 2)Declaration personal experience for reference only.[Wild Yaks]I have talked about quite a few, like in the post of Day10. I will no longer talk about it.This was the funniest encounter with a solitary wild yak, who did not warn me. If I sat down, it sat down too. If I moved forward, it stopped. Could not imagine what it was thinking about.[Crows]Crows are dangerous only when you fall unconscious in the wilderness. Of course they will be the first to taste your flesh in that case. Unlike their cousinsliving in urban areas, the crows in Chang Tang have a larger body like eagles. When they fly over your head, you could feel like it is a piece of cloud. They are scavengers but like fresh meat too. It once happened that a baby was killed by crows relentlessly, let alone the lambs got killed by them. Once a nomad asked me for fireworks to scare the crows away. (They are sacred birds not to be killed by human)It is easy to defend yourself against crows, that is to keep fighting, never fall in the wilderness.A short break attracted the crows. Of course, they were miscalculating this time, photo taken last year[Strategies Adopted]At the time when I met the four soldiers in Jieshan Daban, they said there were many dangerous animals in the Northern Tibet and asked me if I had brought a shotgun. I think if they knew that I would enter Chang Tang they would definitely check if I really have a shotgun. The so-called defence facilities I brought with me were the fireworks and pepper spray. I had never used them. The fireworks were ruined and thrown away when I crossed a river and I had never opened the pepper spray. I even had never thought about this when camping in the night. The reason was I did not feel the needs. During the day time whenever I met any animals I had never touched the knife I had brought. I did not have anything to defend myself when I walked out to investigate the route. The Chang Tang is really a vast area so as to be very easy to detect anything strange.By the way, you'd better to avoid mating season's animals because even tamed rabbits could be aggressive in mating season.The thing is even if you have a gun, it is not very much helpful when bears attack you. Therefore, your attitude is most important.I can tell you something. Dogs are more dangerous than these wild animals. I had been chased by Tibetan dogs, pounced on by dogs in mating season, also besieged by a group of dogs. I really feel it is more useful to know how to defend a dog.Declaration again The above experience is from Chang Tang only. Of course, the more you prepared, the better. Day 12 (May 1), 23.8km, Camping 5117mToday was May 1 -- the Labour Day, I had been walking in some lake area marked in the map but clearly dried up. The lake basin was flat and hard so that I even pushed my bike more than 20km. Let it be the special treat for my May Day. After midday it became cloudy with growing winds. Since the Yueya Hu that I passed yesterday, there were no big lakes until Yanghu Co (My route would be between Jianshui Hu and Bairab Co), there was even no light alkaline water to drink so I had to pay extra attention not to miss any possible drinking water supply to fill up my water bag. There were a few very small lakes but all were alkaline puddles which was very shallow, whose depth was no more than the length of a half-finger. These puddles were covered with a hard shell of the mixture of salt and ice which smelled stinking and decaying when getting closer, must be toxic water I supposed. On the shore of this type of small lakes it was muddy soil and very hard to get closer.There was no sign of tundra at all.It was almost half past six when I found some snow corns in a ditch, which was the only drinking water supply of the day. There was a thin layer of melted ice on the surface of the ground near the snow corn, which was very hard to collect and was contaminated by the alkali. The snow corn was the yet melted thick snow, which was shaped like a corn by wind. The snow was quite hard and dry,porous like ice. I crushed a few snow corns, putting them into the water bag.They would be my drinking water tonight. These snow corns were the only one in today's wilderness, I reckoned the reason why they were not melted like others was the soil underneath contained large amount of ice blocks which acted as a freezer.Very strong gale in the night, it was hard to bear the sound of the vibration of the tent. Small single tent was good in the sense that it would not be blown away as long as you stayed inside. But you had to be very careful to set up the tent. I once did not pay much attention when doing so, the tent was blown away by winds, and rolling over like a Giant lantern ... I ran after it, got it back, and was exhausted. In general, it is not possible to fix the tent completely using tent pegs because they were not very much effective like large tents. It was snowing around 23 o'clock, the winds were howling from north,then the falling snow flakes landed on my tent quietly, I finally felt at peace and fell asleep. The flat ancient lake basin, assisting me walking more than 20kmSmall lake en route, toxic waterSnow corns, the only drinking water supply today Day 13 (May 2), 0km, Camping 5117mWaking up in the morning and opening the tent, the heavy snow outside must be sent by the God to force me have a break for the May Day. After lying in for a while, getting up and walking on the snowy ground out I went to have a look around. As first sight there were a herd of chirus. They were plainly to be spotted because they looked like a clear black straight line in the while snow. I returned to get my camera and then followed them to take some pictures. But they were very much alert and kept a quite long distance from me. I felt they were a group of pregnant females, instinctively protecting themselves from any potential harm. I was no longer short of water, the snow gave me a precious supply of drinking water. The problem was that they were very petrol consuming. I tool 8.6 litre of petrol and the oil stove was Duola's MSR. The pot was of 1.5 litre, mainly for boiling water. After several days' experiments, I found that the liquid water needed 16mins and 14-15mins to boil in the morning and evening, respectively. For ice, it would take 35-40mins while for snow it took 45-50mins. Melting snow was a very time and petrol consuming process so if I had a choice between snow and light alkaline water, most of time I would go with the latter. Lying inside the tent, listening to musics,I smoked a cigarette while gazing at the more and more chirus around me. Because it was very cold I had been wearing my shoes all the time. Now I just put my bare feet under the warm sun for some fresh air. I found three cuts in my hands and one in my sole. The cuts were about 4cm in length, looked terrible but it was actually all right really. Half of my toes were injured by to much walking, quite painful. I fetched my medicine bag and found I only got four patches of plasters, a serious mistake. One of the cuts in my hand had never been cured until I was out of this desolate land so as to feel like this finger would drop from my hand at any time. The others quickly recovered in a few days then new cuts appeared elsewhere. This process occurred periodically. I felt that it was somewhat related to the cold, dry weather and the lack of vitamins. The snow rapidly disappeared, which is unique phenomenon in Chang Tang. Because of the low air humidity and the high radiation from the sun, the snow was evaporating very fast, much quicker than the melting speed. Owing to this, the ground was generally still dry after the snow disappeared. In most cases, it would be only 2/5 left in the afternoon around 2 to 3 o'clock and small patches of ground could be seen. It would be completely all right for walking the next day. On the third day there could be some snow left in somewhere the sunlight hard to reach. So generally it could give you three days of water supply after a heavy snow like this. One of the pannier was broken, the most expensive one from deuter series, supposed to be waterproof. I will come back to it at some point later. Everything was covered by snow, no way out Lying in the middle of Chang Tang, listening to Tian Zhen's songs, and smoking Baisha cigarettes, what else can you ask for? The pregnant female chirus in migration, probably heading to Heishi Beihu to give birth([]
初见霓虹国,在枫叶未红的十月,用13天的时间,完成了我们在日本的第一次旅行,这次旅行也是向日葵色板官方的蜜月之行。虽然没有一种度假休闲的放松感,但是,这样有别于海岛的另一种体验却让我更加的无悔,这就是日本的魅力吧,不管哪个季节去,你都可以遇见她的美。 粉红娇嫩的樱花、古朴典雅的寺庙、遍布岛国的绿色森林、美丽漫长的海岸线。。。。。。关于日本,可以说的远远不止这些。而今年的日本更可谓是处于风口浪尖的度假地,一大波和我一样的群众乃至明星都在国庆期间选择出行日本,亲爱滴祖国请原谅向日葵色板官方,单纯的旅行远没有政治那么复杂~本次的行程跨越关东关西两大地区,走遍3个大城市,又途径城崎、白滨、箱根、富士山4个温泉乡,大部分的日本特色都已经体验过来了,特别是奥特莱斯买买买的节奏,价格十分优惠,所以有一个很好的心得分享给大家。老规矩,依旧赠送游记中的衣服配饰哦~,一部分赠送一部分折旧处理,喜欢就加微信吧,欢迎来自五湖四海的你哦~微信:XW17LOVEING,微博:@丸子玩玩玩 去之前对日本的印象大抵还停留在春季樱花铺满道路的浪漫情景,亦或是北海道的冬天我最向往的雪中露天风吕,回来之后,我更感慨于这个民族的一种自我控制力,他们干净的街道并不是依赖清洁工人的打扫,而是做到不随手乱扔垃圾,街道上几乎看不到垃圾箱,那段时间我们就曾捏着手中的垃圾奔走了整整半天。这点我在台湾上学的时候就体会过,起初我不明白,街上不设垃圾箱岂不是更给了大家随地乱扔的借口嘛,但当你融入到那种环境你才会发现,你根本不可能放任自己去破坏这个干净整洁的大环境。也许日本人的素养并不仅仅体现在这一点,他们对待客人不停鞠躬道谢的真挚态度也是亲眼所见才会相信。回家之后我还一直沉浸在日本的整个民族文化的气氛中,我还特意去百度一下日本这个激进的民族到底如何形成了这种文化,如果能有兴致和缘分看完我这篇游记的话,在结尾处我就来谈谈在日本这13天我对日本的看法。整片游记还是以攻略性为主,所以先上些干货~ 本次摄影器材:佳能6D,镜头17-40+适马35;华为P6手机RAW格式出图,修图LR+PS怕大家觉得攻略枯燥,先预览一下各种吃喝玩乐!(
初见霓虹国,在枫叶未红的十月,用13天的时间,完成了向日葵色板官方在日本的第一次旅行,这次旅行也是向日葵色板官方的蜜月之行。虽然没有一种度假休闲的放松感,但是,这样有别于海岛的另一种体验却让我更加的无悔,这就是日本的魅力吧,不管哪个季节去,你都可以遇见她的美。 粉红娇嫩的樱花、古朴典雅的寺庙、遍布岛国的绿色森林、美丽漫长的海岸线。。。。。。关于日本,可以说的远远不止这些。而今年的日本更可谓是处于风口浪尖的度假地,一大波和我一样的群众乃至明星都在国庆期间选择出行日本,亲爱滴祖国请原谅向日葵色板官方,单纯的旅行远没有政治那么复杂~本次的行程跨越关东关西两大地区,走遍3个大城市,又途径城崎、白滨、箱根、富士山4个温泉乡,大部分的日本特色都已经体验过来了,特别是奥特莱斯买买买的节奏,价格十分优惠,所以有一个很好的心得分享给大家。老规矩,依旧赠送游记中的衣服配饰哦~,一部分赠送一部分折旧处理,喜欢就加微信吧,欢迎来自五湖四海的你哦~微信:XW17LOVEING,微博:@丸子玩玩玩 去之前对日本的印象大抵还停留在春季樱花铺满道路的浪漫情景,亦或是北海道的冬天我最向往的雪中露天风吕,回来之后,我更感慨于这个民族的一种自我控制力,他们干净的街道并不是依赖清洁工人的打扫,而是做到不随手乱扔垃圾,街道上几乎看不到垃圾箱,那段时间向日葵色板官方就曾捏着手中的垃圾奔走了整整半天。这点我在台湾上学的时候就体会过,起初我不明白,街上不设垃圾箱岂不是更给了大家随地乱扔的借口嘛,但当你融入到那种环境你才会发现,你根本不可能放任自己去破坏这个干净整洁的大环境。也许日本人的素养并不仅仅体现在这一点,他们对待客人不停鞠躬道谢的真挚态度也是亲眼所见才会相信。回家之后我还一直沉浸在日本的整个民族文化的气氛中,我还特意去百度一下日本这个激进的民族到底如何形成了这种文化,如果能有兴致和缘分看完我这篇游记的话,在结尾处我就来谈谈在日本这13天我对日本的看法。整片游记还是以攻略性为主,所以先上些干货~ 本次摄影器材:佳能6D,镜头17-40+适马35;华为P6手机RAW格式出图,修图LR+PS怕大家觉得攻略枯燥,先预览一下各种吃喝玩乐!([]
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