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我是一个中国援外医疗队的普通医生,爱好旅行,现在在西非几内亚工作。我把自己的所见所闻和生活体验记录了下来,希望告诉大家真实的非洲风土人情和中国医生在海外的生存状态。<br /><br /> 所有的文字和照片都发在www.12walkers.com 的《淫在非洲》专版里了,现在写了20万字,有1600多张照片,现在已经有超过10万人次的浏览,欢迎爱好生活的朋友加入向日葵色板官方的行列。“照片太少了......建议楼主多发PP ”<br /><br />cola,你是不是看错帖子了?1800张照片不应该算少呀。<br /> 诸位,在这里只是一个宣传,我在非洲的网速实在太慢了,不能在每个网站里都发图片,只要你们自己登陆www.12walkers.com 这个户外网站的《淫在非洲》专版,就可以看到所有的文字和1800张照片。<br /> 我现在还在非洲,还有一年多回国,我会把随笔和照片一直发下去的。非洲是一片神秘、美丽、充满苦难的地方。。。。。。。。谢谢龙井!!<br />端午节我去参观了非洲现代艺术展。其他的展品照片和艺术家的介绍都发在《淫在非洲》的第六部分里了,赶兴趣的朋友可以去www.12walkers.com 里的专版去看看。为了打发时间,也是丰富自己的历史知识,我在淫在非洲里增加了历史上的今天这个项目,每天学习一点,内容已经从第六部分开始了。6月20日是世界难民日,今年的难民日的主是:勇气。<br /><br /> “面对砍刀的攻击,逃离,光脚穿过乱石的戈壁,靠着昆虫和树根生存,直到找到帮助、饮水和保护。现在,家就是一顶帐篷,每天一点干粮,和无法遏制的希望。”——难民的生存与家园的重建,需要非凡的勇气!<br />我也很喜欢那幅画,是一位在西非很活跃的白人女画家创作的,非洲的传统文化和现代艺术都非常吸引我。非洲的雨季开始了,向日葵色板官方这里接连几天都是大雨不断,院子里快变成游泳池了。今天是医疗队离开祖国整11个月的日子,有4位同志今天起程回国探亲。这就是让向日葵色板官方所有男同事嫉妒得大口吐血的照片!内幕消息在www.12walkers.com 《淫在非洲》第7部分里。<br />自己对着镜子理了一个秃瓢,清爽!第一次留胡子,咱也装一回老男人。跳得过瘾,哥儿几个在旁边敲得也十分卖力。鼓边钉的铁片上挂着很多小铁环,随着鼓的震动发出清脆的响声。黑人妇女的头发又短又硬,枝枝杈杈象乱草一样,必须仔细地和假发缠在一起才能编出漂亮的辫子来。<br /> 编辫子的时候必须使劲拉紧每一根头发,再和假发缠紧,这样编出的发型才会结实有型,可以维持一个月以上。但是据说头皮会非常疼,甚至疼得睡不着觉,而且一个多月不能拆开洗头,头皮还会很瘙痒难忍。看来想要漂亮点儿还真不容易!<br />还是先前收过我钱的那位司仪比较好心,她看见我着急,就拨开跳舞的妇人们,把新娘子拉了出来......我当时就觉得眼前一亮!真是个美人呀!<br /><br />。。。。。。。具体文字和照片请看www.12walkers.com 《淫在非洲》连载第八部分。新的照片和文字一直在不断更新,都在www.12walkers.com的《淫在非洲》专版里呢,这里只是一点点节选。几内亚人晒衣服的传统,就是趁出太阳的时候把衣服、床单洗完后都摆在地上晒,在他们的想法中认为地面是干净的,其实土地中有很多寄生虫的虫卵,一些虫卵可以通过衣服钻入人体皮肤里,这或许也是这里皮肤病流行的一个原因。奔忙在城市与乡村的小公共,车后面挂上三、五个人是稀松平常的事情。医疗队已经在非洲生活了一年零两个月,我也已经写了30完字的随笔,拍摄了1万多张照片,并且挑选了3000多张在网站发表。<br /><br />全部的文字和照片都在www.12walkers.com 《淫在非洲》专版,欢迎对非洲感兴趣的朋友来看看。从首都通往杜布里卡的公路修得很不错,有的路段两边居然还有护栏。这在几内亚已经是最高档次的公路了。哈哈,感谢众位斑竹和兄弟们的抬爱,不是我抠门,只是我这边上网的条件太烂了,照片已经改的很小了,还是发得很慢,经常要熬到深夜,实在无力在各个网站上都发表全部照片,呵呵,只能委屈大家去www.12walkers.com 的《淫在非洲》专版里看全部的照片了,不过我会尽量挑一些照片发过来,和更多的朋友分享。<br /><br /> 其实除了照片之外,我更多的心情和感受是通过文字表达的,这些只有在《淫在非洲》的专版中才能看到了,呵呵,卖个关子。<br /><br /> 感谢所有新老朋友的支持和鼓励!<br />路边有几个孩子提着不知名的水果在叫卖,向日葵色板官方的司机向他们问路,从这个路口向里拐,就是瀑布了。终于来到了瀑布近前,首先看到了两位美女!奔腾咆哮的瀑布更加衬托出美女的娇柔,正所谓:天人合一!这两漂亮姑娘穿着比基尼在瀑布下戏水,顿时吸引了所有兄弟们的眼球,他们纷纷举起长枪短炮向姑娘们致敬,我在50米开外,顾不得擦流出来的鼻血,赶紧掏出200mm的长焦头狂摄了几张。<br />这一对儿柔情蜜意的,做什么亲昵动作都不避讳大家,也知不道他俩是啥关系,不过我很喜欢这种肤色的对比组合:牛奶+巧克力。<br /><br />估计小胖看见他俩那天的亲昵举动,就不光是流口水了,肯定要喷鼻血了!这是在餐厅鱼缸里养的,看着象小鳄鱼,但比鳄鱼小多了,可能也是爬行动物,谁知道它的名字?肯定不是鳄鱼,比它小多了,也就20厘米长,我不知道它的名字。哈哈,这禽流感确实搞得人不安宁,据说非洲就是下一个重灾区呢,所以要先抓紧吃!黎巴嫩小帅哥,在炎热的非洲,有个地方能经常来戏水,太爽了。([]
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一直以来,我不断的出现在路上,用脚步丈量这梦想的距离!从最近的到最远的。从最东的到最西的。梦想的脚步一次比一次远!西藏,一直是我的梦想,为之我付出了很多,也牺牲了很多!想象这那藏地雪山圣湖,那豪情羞怯情怀,还蛮激动的,也许是此次的目的地是世界之颠的原因吧!挑战,一次比一次有挑战性!这次,我真的是只身一人在路上了!当背着那沉垫垫的登山包走向车站,走进人群,我又激动又紧张--要借宿在青旅,要拼车在路上,要独自享受这一路美景!这一次,要考验我身体能不能行,要考验我够不够机智勇敢,要考验我意志力是否够坚定!这一次,我一定不能让自己失望!因为这是我的梦想…西藏,在路上!8.28北京-西宁8.29西宁市区-塔尔寺:藏传佛教的六大宗主寺之一,黄教的创始人宗喀巴的诞生地,它以藏汉艺术相结合的建筑风格、琳琅满目的法器、千恣百态的佛像和浩瀚的文献藏书,酥油花、壁画、堆锈组合的“艺术三绝”享誉国内外,青海省旅游王牌景点8.30青海湖-拉萨列车上今天差点没来成青海湖,因为一人,又没拼上车,就在我都放弃青海湖的时候,早晨醒来准备去吃早餐时,经过前台看见了一哥们儿说是要租车去青海湖,我那一个高兴啊,回宿舍赶紧收拾背包,坐那等候。经过“天下河水皆向东,唯有此溪向西流”的倒淌河,向日葵色板官方抵达中国最大的内陆咸水湖---青海湖,浩渺的青海湖像一望无际的大海一般,只是天空不作美,一会刮风一会下雨的,还好我备的衣服多。。。湖畔大片整齐如画的农田麦浪翻滚,菜花泛金,芳香四溢;那碧波万顷,水天一色的青海湖,好似一泓玻璃琼浆在轻轻荡漾。过了季节的油菜地PS:第一次住青旅,上个片片留作纪念哈,青海行YHA,店主向日葵视频色板APP官网态度很好,宿舍都是自己套被套,也很干净,有种回归大学宿舍的感觉。(*^__^*) 嘻嘻……8.31西宁-拉萨的列车上传说中的康巴迪有氧列车,外表看似绿皮车,内部可不一般啊,有图有真相还有我24小时吃的一顿餐,好精贵的途中经过可可西里途中经过雪地途中经过雪山途中经过河流途中经过草原-牦牛途中经过车站-措那湖:站在湖边途中观赏的天空、云彩和阳光PS:这晚住在了拉萨有名的青旅-东措,说实话,这个四人间,还没青海行的好呢,估计名气太大了,人太多了,也就一般了,不过蛮喜欢它墙上的涂鸦的,都是一些人才啊看这个布达拉宫,很需要手艺的9.1拉萨市内-大昭寺一大早,向日葵色板官方就去排布宫的预约票了,早起的鸟儿有虫吃,这话真不假。排完门票去广场拍布宫,这景色,太美了听说这个角度能够拍出最好的布宫哟,只可惜我的相机不是发烧级的药王山广场解放纪念碑布达拉宫那一天,我闭目在经殿香雾中,蓦然听见你颂经中的真言;那一月,我摇动所有的经筒,不为超度,只为触摸你的指尖;那一年,磕长头匍匐在山路,不为觐见,只为贴着你的温暖;那一世,转山转水转佛塔,不为修来世,只为途中与你相见。夜晚的布达拉宫广场,少了天安门广场的喧嚣,多了一份天堂的静谧,伴随着青藏高原的曲子,音乐喷泉为这广场增添了一抹欢动的色彩倒影在水中的布达拉宫,像一位羞涩的女子,静谧的矗立在那PS:分享下我们吃过的藏餐:酥油茶是真喝不惯哎,芒康木耳这个不错,哈哈,就是米饭硬了些9.2布达拉宫巍巍高原,屹屹雪城,宏伟的宫殿横空出世,记载着千年的文明的传承,布达拉宫的高度永远让人仰望。布达拉宫被称为“世界屋脊明珠”,它是拉萨乃至青藏高原的志,这座世界上海拔最高最雄伟的宫殿里,收藏着极为丰富的文物和工艺品,同时也珍存着独一无二的雪域文化遗产。在拉萨和藏地的任何角落,人们虔诚叩拜合拢的手掌永远指向她。世界上海拔最高、最雄伟的宫殿也无限衍伸着藏文化的灿烂,是真正属于世界的遗产,是可以触摸,可以深入,未经粉饰,但真正具有藏族建筑艺术杰出代表的宫堡式建筑群。有时这建筑更像一个神秘的符号,吸引无数人义无反顾地投奔西藏而来。。。PS:分享下向日葵色板官方吃的藏餐厅:多好的环境啊,真心贵啊9.3拉萨3650-曲水-江孜4040-日喀则3950:途径冈巴拉山口4900、羊卓雍错4441、卡若拉冰川、宗山古堡、白居寺经过世界上最高的淡水湖、有天上圣湖之美誉的羊卓雍湖。藏语为“碧玉湖”,是西藏三大圣湖之一羊卓雍错,湖水如羊脂般清澈,湖水甘甜,可以饮用。湛蓝的湖水与远方的雪山连为一体,加上两岸各色的山脉、极具特色的藏民族村落、遍地的牛羊,一路走来,心旷神怡。触手可及的卡若拉冰川一个小水库----马拉水库,都可以蓝成这样PS:日喀则限速40公里/小时,老让向日葵色板官方在路边等,看风景晚上入住的丹增旅社,还是一家蛮特色的旅社对面就是古旧的小布达拉宫9.4日喀则3950-拉孜-定日4300-珠峰大本营5200:途径嘉措拉山5248、乌拉山口5210翻越5248米的嘉措拉山这犹如肠子般的道路,真不是一般师傅能开的了的,要技术滴,还要车子滴。。。后驱车前往巍峨壮丽,气势磅礴,蜿蜒千里的喜马拉雅山脉,向地球之颠挺进 PS借宿在珠峰大本营1号营地,这高的海拔,天真的很冷啊夜里黑漆吗乌的一片,向日葵色板官方竟然还有个哥们儿去拍夜珠峰去了,太敬业了,我不得不上几张片片9.5珠峰大本营5200-日喀则3950:日照金山、绒布寺5100、绒布冰川、绒布河、扎什伦布寺不得不说,向日葵色板官方真的是一群幸运的孩子,在西藏这么多天没下雨,而且该看到的风景一览无余,连珠峰都这么给力,一大早露出了金色的笑脸,我拿什么感谢你啊,珠峰!绒布河是由珠峰北坡的三大冰川——东绒布冰川、中绒布冰川、西绒布冰川部分泉水汇集而成的冰水河流。当今世界上保存和发育完好的绒布冰川(平均宽1.4公里,平均厚120米,最厚处在300米以上,有高达数十米的冰陡崖和步步陷阱的明暗冰裂隙,是一个险象环生的冰崩雪崩区)。世界上海拔最高的寺庙--西藏红教寺庙绒布寺5100。当群峰还在晕睡,珠峰已披上女神华服般洵丽夺目的朝霞,伴着珠穆朗玛峰升起的第一缕霞光穿行在巍峨壮丽、气势磅礴、蜿蜒千里的喜马拉雅山脉,在荒芜和寂静中翻越海拔5200米的加乌拉山。远方除了为首的珠穆朗玛峰(海拔8848)以外,周围横亘着尚有拉布吉康峰(海拔7367)、卓奥友峰(海拔8201)、洛子峰(海拔8516)、马卡鲁(海拔8463)等白雪皑皑的世界顶级峰群,眺望雄壮肃穆的希夏邦马峰(海拔8012),一个唯一全境都在中国境内的海拔八千米以上世界顶级山峰。。巅峰之旅结束返回日喀则途中,途观片片田地观班禅大师灵魂安息地、黄教六大寺之一的扎什伦布寺:历经近五个多世纪风雨的扎什伦布寺,依然以它恢宏的气势,绚丽的色彩、神圣而庄严的殿宇耸立于日喀则市西面的尼玛山上9.6日喀则3950-拉萨3650,沿途欣赏后藏大漠景色 途经发源于喜玛拉雅山北坡的雅鲁藏布江流域,千百年来,江水奔腾不息,流过大半个西藏高原,一路上劈山跨涧,坡势愈发陡峻,景色更为壮观.PS今天,向日葵色板官方一起相处了4天的8人这张最齐(广东刘Sir,陕西红雷哥哥,陕西赵大叔,浙江黄磊弟弟,安徽邓超,ME,安徽朱小姐,新疆萧萧)在明天就要分道扬镳了,回家的、继续前行的即将各奔东西,晚上嗨皮了下下9.7拉萨-纳木错4718-拉萨:沿途观赏藏北大草原、青藏公路、圣火采集点,翻越那根拉山、游览西藏三大圣湖之一的纳木措,远观“光明之神”念青唐古拉山。PS:八角街闲逛中川藏8天之旅开始:著名的G318,中国最美的风景线川藏线,沿途有翻不完的山,淌不完的水,以及沼泽、冻土区、地震区、碎石塌方区、原始森林和大冰川。一路上景观千变万化:有高山峡谷,有一望无际的草原,有雪山草甸,还有沿途随见的经幡、玛尼石、藏寺和多姿多彩的民俗民风,充满了刺激,充满了魅力,旅途虽然艰辛,但一路风景壮丽,是旅游探险爱好者和摄影师的极乐所在。这一次,我选择的是中国最美的风景线----川藏南线! 9.8拉萨—68km—墨竹工卡—206km—工布江达—127km—八一—19km—林芝—70km—鲁朗主要景点:追龙藏布大峡谷, 原始森林, 雪山冰川, 易贡藏布,追龙藏布与易贡藏布交汇后、就是藏区仅次于雅鲁藏布的第二条大河“帕隆藏布”, 鲁朗林海观景台, 色季拉山(4650m), 尼洋河与雅鲁藏布汇合处,巨柏树。早起从圣城拉萨出发,途经工布江达县,沿拉萨河谷行驶,翻越第一座雪山——米拉山到达墨竹工卡。再沿途出发欣赏尼洋河风光,传说尼洋河是“神女的眼泪”汇聚而成的,水色清幽明澈,绿波见底。然后前往尼洋河,它是一条非常美丽的河,它是雅鲁藏布江的一条支流。藏语称河为“曲”,称湖为“错”。尼洋河,藏人叫它尼洋曲。而“拉康”是宫殿的意思。([
把最后发的路线图帖在这里供大家方便。走羌塘---在世界极高处的徒步探险之旅正式踏上徒步的行程 已是进藏三天后到达南木林的事。之前,向日葵色板官方有个在高原的适应过程,那是必须的。不过那也只是在海拔4000米以下的地方,如果上了5000米呢?谁也不知道又会是怎样一个情况。南木林位于湘河的旁边,河水波涛汹涌向南流淌,有着悠久历史的古桥正是向日葵色板官方的出发起点,这容易让人产生深刻的印象。向日葵色板官方顺着长满青稞而开阔的谷底走向河谷深处的时候,阳光洒满大地,这又是一个丰收的季节。田地间的藏民投来了好奇的目光,这应该可以接受。在穿越村庄的时候,我给儿子打了个电话,我觉得在我即将消失十来天的情况下,有必要给孩子说最后的几句话。这个电话的结果就是让我感觉到如释重负,终于义无反顾地专心投入到这次艰难的徒步当中。过了几个村庄后,就一直顺着小河逆流而上,徒步开始变得艰辛。这条河谷并不是想象中平缓而开阔,恰恰相反,它呈一定坡度一直向上,而且看上去也并不开阔。南木林海拔4005米,现在的海拔也在4200米以上,这对于一个负重近60斤且非高原生活的人来讲,不会是一件轻松的事。事实上,随着道路的延伸和坡度的加大,队伍开始拉开距离,这是件正常的事情。最初,我和大脚尚一前一后保持距离向前。向日葵色板官方的队伍除向日葵色板官方俩人外,其他4人分别是凤姐、黔哥、山山和中国。沿途凡能放包休息的地方,一般都是路边的大石头,我俩从来就没放过,毫无疑问,这是一个痛苦的过程。看着手里地图的行程,我不知道这样走能走到何年何月。我决定数着电杆走,再难也要至少走完一棵电杆的距离才能休息,我给自己定下了目。这里离县城近,电杆一直绵延伸向大山深处,绝对是件好事。我的方法起了很大作用,这让我有机会一直在前领路并和队伍拉开了距离。在最后数了八棵电杆并接近几户人家的时候,我决定放下包来选营地。现在也是下午5:30分,离计划中的营地尚差200余米,完全可以考虑扎营。我在河边上下跑来跑去选营地的时候,引来了河对面住户两个小伙子的好奇,无奈是问问哪里有草地之类的东西,言语稍通点点,也不是太明白,我也没精力多啰嗦。第一天的徒步许是没习惯的原因,包又沉,大家基本上感到吃力,俱是无心再往前踏一步。扎营的时候对面两个姑娘送来瓶开水,这是件温暖的事,人与人的友好交流能让旅程更加温馨,反之,你会感受旅途索然无味。两个姑娘明显就是两姊妹,小的刚高中毕业,也不需要考虑高考的事,回家放牛就是。第一天营地海拔4762米。大脚的状态看上去不是很好,更糟糕的是他和黔哥专门为这次活动购买的帐篷,一座尖顶的金字塔,松垮而坍塌,我怎麽看也不象一顶抗风性很强的帐篷,而更象一顶随时都有可能随风而飘的风筝,这样的状况让大脚和黔哥感到沮丧。黄昏时节,余辉映照在天空,将远处的雪山照得通亮,月球静静地当空高挂,景色多么壮观!徒步的起点选择在南木林县,这是位于雅江大桥处的招牌。到南木林可以从日喀则坐班车前往,不过当地司机有点欺生,非叫向日葵色板官方包车,我们没拒绝,反正也多不了几个钱。这座有着百余年历史的古桥是南木林的志。 湘河从南木林当中穿过,景色宜人。县城旁有一座美丽的喇嘛庙。这座桥将成为向日葵色板官方徒步旅程的起点。一个当地的武警战士对向日葵色板官方的行程产生了莫大兴趣,这让向日葵色板官方有机会落了张全体合影。 左起分别为大脚,山山,凤姐,中国,黔哥和我。9月18日上午,队伍开始踏上行程。收获庄稼的人们。休息中的大脚,埂埂队资深队员,负责生活。进入村庄的道路,笔直。山山,埂埂队今年新入队队员,体力充沛。路边的小孩,不主动说话,不过一旦接嘴,话就多了起来。经过一个比较大的村庄。 走进村庄。原来此村叫嘎布村。路边晒的牛屎却是燃料,开始很好奇。(
我叫Q,生活在纽约,用照片记录些晴天雨天的心情. 在这个城市里面我总是坐错车,看着地铁地图也不知道该哪站下. 我记性不好,脑子里面总是断断续续的片段,关于青春的过去的. 我也不知道大家都想看什么,就放些我拍的,都是我喜欢的,要是大家有什么要求,我也可以响应.乡亲们有钱捧个钱场,有人捧个人场. 人来人往的也没人注意,有阳光的时候我就给它拍个照,没那么寂寞了那天Q顶着大雪去了B的公司,从阳台上往下看的时候看见这个水塔 跟我去中国超市看看吧,其实我觉得吧,美国哪里吃都还挺便宜的,不要算汇率拉来美国前,从来不吃洋葱,不管它是什么颜色,不吃香菜,不吃任何有奇怪味道的东西,不喜欢萝卜的味道,不过现在来了美国,觉得洋葱好好吃,虽然如此,吃了之后还是请嚼片好味的口香糖,不然和别人说话不礼貌噢有一天走了运,受邀去了新世贸45层,这是电梯门一打开的时候看到..这是在纽约人最多人气最高的Strand 书店,遇到的多是美女帅哥,真的很美真的很帅,可是没有勇气直接留个念想,还是看看该看的 Q去了New Haven,在并不适合的季节,算着时间去的Grand Central Station,却被地铁临时改道坏了事,想着坐10点06分的火车,眼睁睁10点08分才赶到车站,很是郁闷,却看到了上星期去Beacon的同一型人站在同一个地方 Yale Univeristy--Beinecke Rare Book & Manuscript Library,是Gordon Bunshaft1963年设计的,惊叹没有白来,Master Piec里面的结构,是阴天去的,有阳光的时候,会照的墙面半透明的这里面的古籍价值连城,普通人不得靠近,据说房子要是一着火,整个空间马上抽成真空,不管里面人命几条 我也很郁闷,刚写的都没了...有时候我刷了下屏,就cann’t find the page,还说我登陆超时...天涯快把我整疯了.怎么图片都老大,从图书馆出来,看到了Maya lin的Women’s table,竟然已经没有水了,却成了这个小家伙的桌子Q饿了,很饿,早上就吃了俩个小包子,看见路边摊好喜欢,要了两个羊肉TACO,就是墨西哥人爱吃的那种,肉是热呼呼的,等下上面就盖了冰冰凉的蔬菜。小墨哥勺子叉子都忘记带了,难道叫我吃手扒饭这是British art museum里面的藏品,这museum是属于yale的 ,第二次惊讶于Yale的势力,交了学费,所有所有这些都是免费的,羡慕啊,不知道学生们是不是真有时间欣赏,似乎来看的都是象我一样坐着火车从纽约来的贫民百姓 , 这女孩坐在那里和那幅画配合的很好,我赶紧拍纠正一下这个房子,叫做Yale Center for British Art, 是Louis Kahn 1969年左右建好的。大师的作品,贴两张建筑细节膜拜吧。继续British Art Museum,本来我以为自己很不喜欢经典画,可是看到这些的时候又难免喜欢,他们的姿态高贵眼神却又寂寞很是吸引我抱歉,这些我都不知道是谁画的,也没有仔细看边上的,但是就是第一眼的喜欢就收了对面又是Louis Kahn设计的的Univeristy Art Center,天晓得为什么一个Block里竟然有两座他的房子还是面对面。 进去以后先爬上了最高层,看到了这个三角顶最上面是巨牛的展览“ Picasso and the Allure of Language”,我一进去就拿着相机拍了一张,马上被那些管事的女人制止,从这一秒钟开始,只要有人跟我说话说的就是“No Photograph on this leverl" 。为此,这些年偷拍都成了习惯,大相机显眼,就把小相机随身带。绕过监视器,绕过保安的视线范围是很难的,不过最好就是先拍了再说。 以前年少无知,觉得Picasso有点俗,后来在一本书上看到他的 关于womans face的几副画 这个展览是我看过Picasso最好的一个,不管画还是雕塑都非常精彩,可惜我只拍了这张这人的画就不介绍,在这里放着不知道会不会牵扯到版权官司。。。Anyway,All copyright reserved by Yale University Art Center吧,^_^这一层那么多牛*的大师作品,竟然只有一个人看着,我喀嚓喀嚓个不停之后他还是来了句"No photo on this floor,please这是唯一一件室外的,想必大家都见过他的雕塑,具有划时代的力量,科普一下吧,Richard Serra,美国极少主义雕塑家,作品通常是巨大尺寸的钢铁结构,线条流畅极简,人在他的雕塑里面时经常被他的空间感震撼。但是这个和DiaBeacon他的展品无论是质量,尺寸,数量都是不能比的,以后我会贴,不过那里也是完全不能带相机进去的,所以拍的也很有限.大家将就看吧.然后去了Yale的建筑系,要门卡的时候正好有个同学出来,就顺水推舟进去了,观察了一下他们的学习状况,觉得水平就那样吧.建筑系是Paul Rudolph的杰作,光看这个楼梯就够了 跟他们学生聊天的时候,他们也说楼梯间是他们这房子最cool的地方了出了楼,在街上走走逛逛 其实纽约的物价不高,除非你要去买顶级的定制,我以后会更新第五大道,Soho区,upper east side,这些贵族区yale的小town其实每家店都挺有档次的,特别是cafe拉,resaurant拉,不过东西都不便宜, 想想yale上学的孩子们那大多都是名门之后Yale的gym是相当的cool,在古老房子里面的GYM,有着现代的运动气息和深有历史感的奖杯搭配的相得益彰. 喜欢这个肌肉男人,虽然镜子是用来纠正姿势的,我还是固执的认为他在自恋呢 Squash(壁球)好象是Yale的传统运动,我也很喜欢,以前很厉害,看着前人那么多的奖状,现在Yale的运动强项还是陨落了,可能有钱少爷小姐们也就是喜欢多点社交的谈姿下面就是那天朋友强烈推荐的餐厅,他说带去吃pizza,远远的看到这家店以为是高级西餐厅,怎么都没想到pizza 店能开的这么豪华... 店家名字,如果大家有机会,真的要去试试,吃的有感觉啊走进去之后,这是右手边,属于预定区,干等要等上1个小时可能才会有位置下面是进门后左侧,属于散客区,就是等20分钟就有的吃了,不过需要自己抢位置,但是店家布置的非常舒服,里面有几个巨大巨大的大桶是盛啤酒的.不管散客还是预定,都是满座啊~等啊等啊还没有来,就叫了杯酒,友人替着点的应该是黑啤吧,甜甜的([]
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([]
钓鱼的日子前言 我的户外生活是从钓鱼开始的,在出国9年里生活最杂乱无章的时候,是那些个坐在湖边看日出日落的日子给了我一片呼吸的空间,让我坚持梦想,没有被现实一波波的挑战给淹没。本来抱着以图片为主的打算整理这个帖子,但是没想到一提起笔却变得一发不可收拾。对那些等着看照片的驴友们道个歉了,这么多的字写出来不发有点对不起自己。大家忍耐着先听我啰嗦吧,要知道苦尽甘来,熬过前几楼枯燥的文字,照片会有的,视频会有的,甚至3点式艳照也不是遥不可求的。。。目录引子-------------------------------------2楼-3楼https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redirect-goto-findpost-ptid-1692701-pid-29065835.html第一季 橡皮艇---------------------------------4楼-35楼https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redirect-goto-findpost-ptid-1692701-pid-29065870.html 第二季 房船行---------------------------------197楼-323楼https//bbs.8264.com/forum-redirect-goto-findpost-ptid-1692701-pid-29216361.html----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------第三季连接 钓鱼的日子第三季 引子2010年上半年是我生命中一段类似黎明前的黑暗的日子,毕业3年多了,仍旧做着低预算的MV和企业宣传片。出国前抱着一腔热血设想的名导演和好莱坞巨片的远大前程在每天的柴米油盐酱醋茶中变得越来越渺茫。熬到春暖花开的3月初,我做完手里最后一个项目而下一张支票还没有着落的时候,一个自称是沈阳老乡的男人找到我。我一般不喜欢中国人非得喜欢被人叫英文名儿。尤其是这种英文都不会说的中国人,而且他介绍自己时不是大大方方地跟你握手说,‘我是Eric’,而是像个小姑娘一样扭扭捏捏地跟你先笑一下,然后才含蓄地说,‘你就叫我Eric吧’。我心里想咱们沈阳怎么出了这么个娘娘腔。但不管是不是娘娘腔,东北人都是活雷锋的传统还是要继续的。英文都不会讲的Eric在湖边的西区盘下了一个老外的酒吧,经营了1个月后才发现原来自己根本不是这块料,于是绕七绕八地转了好几个华人圈子,终于找到我的头上。从电影学院毕业后我已经几年不做调酒师了,总觉得自己具备陶渊明不为五斗米折腰的气派,可是在银行账户里那么几个可怜的数字面前,我终于发现现实并未赋予我那种勇气。Eric的酒吧是在西区和市中心交界处,那是个五花八门什么人都有的地盘。上班一个月后没少赶走那些醉酒的吸毒的和闹事的。为了节省开支,Eric找来的几个女孩子都没什么经验,也没有酒牌,只能靠着我一个人撑着场子。每个周末的晚上坐在吧台里看着舞台上的DJ翻唱着别人的歌曲,舞台下一群靠酒精和大麻而醉生梦死的各色人群,真有种恍如隔世的感觉,生活怎么这么喜欢折腾人呢?据说天将降大任于斯人也,必先苦其心志,劳其筋骨,饿其体肤,空乏其身,行拂乱其所为,所以动心忍性,曾益其所不能。我都混到这个地步了,也不要求什么拯救天下苍生之重任,就让我做点自己喜欢的事儿还不行吗?但是看来我的生活还没有跌到最低谷。4月13号,星期六,趁着那天晚上难得安静,我把前台交给几个跑堂的女孩子后便去酒库里查库存。这种旧式的老楼颇有恐怖片的感觉,通向地下室的楼梯又窄又黑,一脚踩上去就咯吱咯吱地响。头上的地板也不知道多少年头了,能听到楼上传来的音乐声,女人高跟鞋走过的声音,还有隐隐约约地对话,只是顺着地板缝传过来的声音好像另外一个世界的感觉。我坐在酒桶上一排排地数过红酒,白酒,啤酒,烈酒。。。数着数着就数不清楚了,刚才是数到五十还是六十了? 得了,从头开数吧,走回第一排红酒,1,2,3,4,5。。。数着数着一抬头,发现又数不清楚了。。。再走回第一排红酒,抬头看着那个叫Santa Monica的牌子,突然间连我在这儿干嘛都想不起来了,然后莫名其妙的忧伤就带着排山倒海的气势向我涌来,我站在原地措手无策,茫然中只有种放声大哭地冲动。记得小时候老妈是个异常坚强的女人,面对我的哭泣从来没有所谓慈母的关怀,而是一本正经地教训我,谁又没欺负你,动不动地哭什么!就算被人欺负了,哭又不解决问。赶紧洗把脸该干嘛干嘛去!其实我也想问自己,是啊,谁也没欺负我,为什么我就觉得这么委屈呢?胸口好像积蓄着一股力量,呼吸困难,大脑一片空白,只想大哭一场,痛哭一场,找个没有人烟的地方放声喊叫!这究竟是种什么感觉啊!就在我酝酿感情打算发泄一下的时候,楼上突然‘砰’的一声,好像桌子被掀翻了,连我正上方的地板都跟着震动,接着是几秒钟的空白,然后就听到一连串的杯子破碎,椅子倒地,女人尖叫的声音。我心一沉,出事了!我三步并两步跑回楼上,只看到酒吧靠近DJ的位置都是打翻的桌椅,杯子,酒水满地一片狼藉,酒吧里一群客人都围在门口的玻璃前面好像看热闹一样,两个跑堂的女孩子被吓得躲到吧台后面,看到我上来像看到救命草一样一把抓住我,然后比较娇小的那个女孩就哗哗开哭。我暗自想,你姐姐我还想哭呢,怎么这哭还带抢的。。。不管怎么说,这两个女孩子哭哭啼啼地总算把事情说清楚了,但其实说清楚也不清楚,我下楼没多久,就有3个凶神恶煞满身刺青的男人冲进来,没要酒也不说话,一进来就冲到舞台上把鼓手给按住了,据说那个鼓手看着挺单薄的,居然也挺有体面地挣扎了一番,加上乐队其他人在旁边拉扯,舞台周围的桌椅酒水全没能幸免。估计那3个人是专业打架的,没多久就把鼓手扯出酒吧,在转角的马路上开始拳打脚踢。等我赶上来时那群客人就是围在玻璃前面看热闹呢。听到这里我心里有了点地,这不是酒吧客人闹事,听起来像是鼓手自己惹着谁了。而且人被拉到酒吧外面打,最起码这不会影响到酒吧的执照和酒牌。当然了,至于鼓手被打得怎么样我就顾不上了。想到这里我赶紧打电话报警,叫救护车,然后指挥这两个女孩子收拾残局。10分钟后警车和救护车呼啸而来,看来这种事儿警察也见多了,没把责任波及到旁人,录了口供后就去医院找受害人了。据说那个鼓手挺禁打,除了皮外伤到没什么要紧的。我松了口气,然后打电话给Eric报告酒吧的损失和善后,没想到Eric根本没把这当回事,人已经跑去赌场了,在充满噪音的电话告诉我他现在运气好正忙着赢钱,干脆直接把酒吧处理权全权交给了我。我放下电话,心想我怎么摊到这么个老板,然后转过身正要安慰安慰那两个女孩子,想说咱们打扫卫生提前关门。没想到这两个人配合得太默契了,已经拎着各自的提包,畏畏缩缩地站在门口看着我。稍微高大一点的女孩小心翼翼地对我说,那个。。。依非姐姐,向日葵色板官方俩想好了,觉得还是不太适合在这里上班。这么说走就走的太对不起你了,那你看。。。今天的薪水就不用给向日葵色板官方开了。向日葵色板官方俩都是来读书的,不想因为在这里上班影响到学校的成绩。。。我叹了口气,这两个孩子还是不禁事啊。。。不过想想人家也不容易,万里迢迢地来到这儿读书,想赚点外快还遇到这种事儿。而且不管怎么说还算有良心(或者真的是被吓到了),连今天的薪水都不要了。我想起6年前刚出国后第一次打工的自己,将心比心,那时的我估计也会和这两个女孩子做出同样的决定。想到这儿,我把两个人的薪水开了出来,又把今天小费塞给她们俩,既然Eric让我全权负责,我也犯不着替他心疼银子。送走这两位大小姐,酒吧里就剩下我一个人。我这才发现楼上吧台的酒还没补,地没拖,桌子也没擦,这两位今天还真是我的大小姐了。。。凌晨2点,老公开车来接我。锁门前看着空荡荡酒吧,好像和什么事儿也没发生一样。我这才发现自己有种被抽空的感觉,一个月来超速的生活节奏好像在这一刻都静止了下来。我突然想不明白自己究竟是在干什么,当初那么艰难地办出国,从地球一面飞到另外一面,在一个陌生的国度里一切从头开始,难道就是为了每天的生计而奔波,被这些杂七杂八的琐事纠缠,数着手里的现金和一天天没有未来的日子?想当初我也是有理想有志气的上进青年啊。。。看到上了车就发呆的我,老公莫名其妙地说,你这是怎么了?对了,刚才从玻璃里看到你在酒吧扫地拖地搬椅子,堂堂的大导演拖起地来也挺有范的啊。‘堂堂大导演’。。。我是堂堂大导演吗。。。我轻轻念着这句带着玩笑意味的话,眼泪一下子就喷了出来,怎么都止不住。面对这个天打雷劈都能够冷静平和的男人,我撑了一个晚上的神经终于松弛了下来。有的时候怎么都想不明白这个大我9岁的俄罗斯男人的思维,让我觉得泄气无聊的项目他也能一心一意地做好,让我觉得厌恶愤慨的挑剔客户他也能心平气和地对待,即使面对着委屈大哭的老婆,他也只是递过来一盒纸巾,安静地等我眼泪哭干,发泄完毕,然后启动发动机,转过头对我说,向日葵色板官方今天钓鱼去。钓鱼?! 钓鱼?!4月初,多伦多还是早春的天气。凌晨2点半,老公在24小时的麦当劳给我买了咖啡和苹果派,然后回家取了钓具和户外的行头,去湖边的路有200公里,老公难得没有飞车,而是稳稳当当地开了2个多小时。我在大哭一场后开始犯困,但是消灭掉咖啡和苹果派后又睡不着了,只是梦游一样,一路看着高速上零星的灯火飞驰而过,这个时间都是从club回来的夜生活一族,一辆辆宝马奔驰在车辆稀少的高速上飞过,难以想象仅仅5年前的我也曾是其中一员,心里说不清是感慨还是酸涩,乱七八糟的心情和困意搅在一起冲击着有些麻木的大脑。渐渐地高速变成辅路,辅路变成乡村小路。一路的风景仿佛生活里那些或起或浮的片断一样在眼前闪过。向日葵色板官方在黎明前到达Belwood湖边,这是在一条河流上截段后人工围起的水库。河的源头在北边的山脉上,整条河经过400公里渐缓的地势,在南边流入安大略湖。据说20世纪初这条河经常在春天洪水泛滥,于是被命名为Grand River,名为气势宏大之意。20世纪中后期加拿大工业崛起,在这条河上开发了4个人工水库,春季蓄水秋季放水,从此断绝了水患。Belwood在4个水库里水量排第二名,水坝落差有10几米,哗哗的落水声在这样黎明前的黑暗里显得额外震撼。到了湖边的停车场,我像木偶一样和老公一起换上户外的行头,一脚深一脚浅地摸着黑走到湖边。我呼了一口气,看到呼出的热气和冰冷的空气接触,变成一团白雾,上升后渐渐扩散到空中。此时的湖面一丝风也没有,平静的湖水反射着点点星光,反倒显得更深不可测。我支开座椅,靠在椅背上开始有点昏昏欲睡的感觉。老公支起钓竿,挂上鱼饵,钓线咻的一声带着鱼饵在空中划出一道弧线,然后啪地在湖面上激起一道道水纹。我靠在折叠椅上,看着钓竿一次次地甩出,收回,甩出,收回,如此重复的声音让我在这黎明前的黑暗中开始有种恍然如梦的感觉。就在我快要分不清楚梦境和现实的时候,这个循回愕然而止,随之而来的是一片稀里哗啦的水声,然后就听到鱼线轮嗡嗡松线的声音。‘上钩了!’老公兴奋地喊道。我腾地从椅子上坐起来,在一片漆黑中用目光勉强搜索着那条细细的鱼线。老公挣扎着拔起手中的钓竿,猛地向空中拽起。然后收钓线,再拽起,再收钓线,突然间我看到一条一尺多长的鱼身从水中跳出,在空中翻了个身后重重地落回水面。老公兴奋地转向我喊道,‘Shit!!!这是个大个儿的!’看着鱼线越来越近,我觉得全身的神经都绷紧了,直到鱼线拖近岸边,老公兴奋地戴上手套,然后小心翼翼地提起鱼线,在鱼饵上赫然挂着一条一尺多长的鲈鱼。这是我第一次如此近距离地接近钓鱼,我不相信地伸手碰了碰鱼身,惹得这条鲈鱼在半空中剧烈地挣扎了一下。老公哈哈大笑道,人的体温碰到鱼,就像火碰到人一样,这是烧伤啊!不知道是老公的激动感染了我,还是这个所谓烧伤的逻辑让我觉得滑稽,我也抑制不住地大笑起来。就在这不知不觉中,天边开始发白,还没等我反应过来,一轮新鲜的红日从水面上跳了出来。橙红的颜色霎时间洒满了整个湖面,我看着鱼身上滴下的水珠映着朝阳鲜艳的色彩,听到自己的笑声在湖面上荡起回音,一个月来积压在心中的郁闷和迷茫,都在这一刻变得烟消云散。难以想象一个人的心境可以在如此短暂的一天里有这么大的起伏。未来如此漫长,我这么点无足重轻的磨难估计时间里连个萤火般的痕迹都没留下吧。 第一季事实证明,生活是一面镜子,每天摆着个苦脸得到的就还是苦脸。当我把心态摆正后发现日子原来并没有那么糟糕。和大多数留学生,移民相比我应该算是幸运的。绿卡在毕业后2年就拿到了,打工虽然操心点儿,但是总的来说工资还是比较丰裕的,暂时没有买房子,但是租的也算是中高级公寓了,中央空调游泳池网球场健身房一应俱全,18楼正对着安大略湖的风景,真的是没什么可抱怨的。其实影视界在哪里都是一个没门路和关系就不容易立足的群体。估计是我期待值太高了,同样作为移民的老公和我在北美没有根基,毕业后能够自己承接到项目其实就已经很不错了。于是我开始心平气和的每天发简历,跑关系,晚上去酒吧看场打烊,有空闲就去湖边钓鱼散心。当然了我的所谓钓鱼,其实就是大多数时候坐在岸边看风景,读书,偶尔甩甩鱼竿摆摆样子。然后在老公钓到鱼后捡漏和善后。摆样子看书出国这么多年,最大的发现应该就是命运太他妈喜欢捉弄人了。。。4月底,就在我开始适应这样简单而有规律的生活时,老公居然竞到一个政府部门的教育片后期制作。政府的项目钱多,要求简洁,时间紧凑,1个月后交片完工,几万大洋就到手了。拿到支票那天老公对我调皮地眨眨眼,然后神秘地说道,我想到一个好主意!船?!买船这个念头被老公塞到我的脑子里之后又引起了我的短期健忘症。所谓短期健忘症,就是我在过渡兴奋中会暂时摆脱现实中柴米油盐酱醋茶的纠缠,全身心地投入到一个充满童话意味的幻想世界中。在这个幻想世界中我为自己勾画出一副矫情的画面:暖暖的阳光普照在一片碧波之上,放眼望去,诺大的湖面只有一艘白色游艇停在湖心,甲板上面支着一把超大的遮阳伞,遮阳伞下面是一个蓝色条纹的躺椅,一个身穿比基尼的少妇慵懒地坐在躺椅上,一手拿着一本英文版的傲慢与偏见,一手拿着一杯橙色的鸡尾酒,酒杯在半空中骄傲地反射着太阳的光芒。但是身为编剧的现实经常喜欢在我美梦高潮阶段来个晴天霹雳,直接了当地将我的白日梦打成比水纹还细的碎片。。。我怎么也想不明白,做项目时那么正经的老公怎么能想出这么个具有创意的想法?以向日葵色板官方目前的经济状况来讲,游艇是不用说了。每年1月份向日葵色板官方都去看多伦多的游艇展,每一次我都饶有兴致地去把每一艘几百万大洋的豪华游艇都逛一遍。然后我发现,在这个资本主义社会买个中小型游艇其实一点都不贵,而最贵的是那些游艇俱乐部的停船费,维护费,油费,每年要交给政府的行驶证,钓鱼证,还有运输船只时要交的养路费,保险,等等等等。资本主义社会的乱收费一点也不亚于封建社会,在众多名义的收费之后你会发现买船其实一点都不贵。不就是5千块的首付加上每个月300多大洋嘛!但是在你交足300多大洋之后会发现所有的保养费加在一起远远高于这个数目。所以我经常说,资本主义就像化了浓妆的女朋友,结婚后卸了妆才发现原来要携手度过终身的是一只恐龙。算了,游艇咱们买不起,买个冲锋艇总可以吧。这次还没等我继续畅想呢,老公就一把将我从美梦中拉了回来。原来冲锋艇咱们买得起,但是老公很现实地告诉我,咱们没买过船,很多关于船的保养,码头管理,马达配置,零件修补等等等等都要从头学起。所以别做美梦了,还是先买个简单的充气艇玩玩吧。当然这句话还有个后半截,那就是以我现在的钓鱼水平,根本还不够买船的资格。。。虽然第一次买船并没有电影剧本中那所谓美梦成真般的美好,我确也着实地激动了一把。其实钓鱼是一种心情,或是像姜太公一样在水墨画一般的风景中垂钓,或是像海明威一样在狂风大作中拼搏,钓鱼这个过程本身就已经把我们从现实生活的各种烦恼中拉了出来,不管钓不钓得到鱼,呼吸一下新鲜空气总是好的。当然,这是我钓不到鱼时安慰自己的想法,后来钓到鱼了就发现这些都是胡扯,弄条大的鲈鱼回家做水煮鱼才是正道! 充气艇处女行先来点介绍吧官方网站:https//www.seaeagle.com型号:124 smb全套价位:1000美金额外需要购买:电马达,电池。 600-700美金。加上一些零配件,邮费,一共2000美金上下。接下来是细节外部长度376cm x 167.6cm重量23kg容量4 人或 707.6 kg可用马达6马力 (34 kg)内部长度215.9cm x 94cm两端浮筒直径45.72 cm平铺大小68.5cm x 61cm x 30.4cm充气部分3 部分用料38 mil Polykrylar (K80 PVC)接缝高频率焊接空气阀3 DeLUXE One Way速度5-6 mph 汽油马达, 4-5 mph 电马达充气和组装时间15 分钟来几段看图说话吧。从左到右装电马达的袋子,电马达,上方的盒子是电池,老公手里拿的是装充气艇的袋子。平展开的充气船 开始充气!我也来凑热闹! 充到三分之一时要把后面的条板安上。 开始有模有样了! 充气完毕! 装电池和马达! 大功告成!准备下水! 终于能够舒舒服服地坐在船里看书了! 电马达和电池 船长来摆个pose! 找到好地方了! 钓几杆吧! 第一次处女行没什么太多的亮点。总的来说充气艇还算成功,因为是平底,没有乘风破浪的感觉,用电马达行驶速度挺慢的。但是好处是坐在里面比较惬意,船底很软,可以躺在里面晒太阳,有点躺在浮垫上的感觉。这种充气艇适合加拿大东区小型湖密集的地方,湖面不大,没什么风浪,但是要看天气,阴天下雨没问,但是暴风雨交加时还是有危险的。向日葵色板官方是抱着使用期一年的打算买的这个充气艇,1年后更换冲锋艇,电池和马达还可以继续使用。因为充气艇的使用范围有限制,这一年里就在多伦多西北部200公里左右的地面转悠,新手在小湖面上练习比较容易,居然像我这种心思都在晒太阳上的人都能钓到鱼! 来个成果集锦吧白斑狗鱼。这种鱼有内陆湖小鲨鱼之称,非常凶狠,生命力顽强,钓起来特别过瘾。吃起来有带鱼的感觉,我一般喜欢清理干净后切成段,在淡口味的啤酒里泡一个晚上,第二天裹上拌了盐,胡椒,味精的面里煎到两面金黄,味道超级棒! 来个正面的 继续白斑狗鱼 第一次雨中钓鱼,收获不小!P.S. 可以看出向日葵色板官方那个时候刚开始搞户外,连Gore-Tex是什么都不知道,穿的还是塑料雨衣呢! 这鱼不是我钓的,但是摆个样子照相还是可以滴!鱼线上的小鱼是河鲈。加拿大的鱼分类管制,狗鱼一人限制2条,小河鲈不分大小,一人限制6条。小河鲈简单清理一下,裹点面炸着吃很不错。或者多攒点弄成鱼酱也可以。 开始眩鲈鱼了!肥大的鲈鱼超级好吃! 我一般会片肉来做水煮鱼,自己炸辣子,鱼骨鱼头用来做汤底,说得我自己都开始饿了。。。当然还有第二种常见的吃法,去头去骨,鱼肉留两大块,用啤酒,玉米粉,淀粉,盐,胡椒,红椒粉拌成糊状,把鱼肉在里面沾一下,然后上热油煎。这个做法简单省时,适合野营。 这条是我钓到的!!!第一次钓鲈鱼,太开心了! 这次收获太大了!回家晒鱼干吃吧! 准备清理,然后架锅开始吃饭! 插播一下在同一个湖上的游艇。这是小型游艇,买一艘2万大洋,每个月停放费,维护费,清洁费,油费,等等等等在1千以上。。。不过开起来真拉风啊。。。 加拿大东部地势平坦,配上各种格局的小型湖,虽然算不上气势滂湃,却也有碧波荡漾的宜人。那段时间几次在酒吧打烊后直接奔向湖边,躺在充气艇上小眯一会,再睁开眼后看到的是对比如此强烈的风景,让我有种恍恍惚惚的感觉。有的时候睁会突然忘记自己身在何处,好像酒吧和钓鱼之间的差距让我开始质疑生活的真实性。就像庄子他老人家在蝴蝶梦里那纠缠了多少个世纪的问:不知周之梦为蝴蝶与,蝴蝶之梦为周与? 早上的时候还没起风,湖面那种无法描述的静常常让我感慨无语。 ([]
有人说:看书或者旅行,总有一个在路上。 书山有路,有景,有梦。有的是语言画出美丽的憧憬。 旅游劳累、辛苦,但有的是真切、是触摸。 路在脚下,随时恭候您的光临. 梦在心里,随时出发。 -----梅花烙2011年年底刚开始,一颗想走出去的心又开始按捺不住的蠢蠢欲动。喜欢在路上的感觉,徒步、登山、旅行、自驾,游泳、滑雪、骑车.摄影都是不同的体验,各自有乐趣。但我想说,走更远的路,看更美的风景,用双眼拍更美的风景;这是我内心最强烈真实的愿望,这是,不变的理想,也是我做一切事情的动力,就来源于出发点,只要不忘初衷,哪怕前路艰辛,也会甘之如饴。 万水千山里,总有我的足迹。我希望,并期待着。或许是因为你的神秘,或许是因为你的美丽,从我知道你开始,你就像一个魔咒,在吸引着我,召唤着我。对你的向往和思念几乎是与日俱增,终于,我再也抵挡不住你的魔力,踏上了此次西藏之行。你是高高在上的神山,你永远在那里,不悲不喜,不惊不兀;而我,应该以怎样的面貌出现在你面前? 今夏;向日葵色板官方一行4人,一车历经了千山万水,长途跋涉,在路途中所经历的的一切苦难,向日葵色板官方所有的坚持,都是为了看到前方向日葵色板官方所向往的风景。但是往往风景,并不是终点,而就在我们的路途中,就在向日葵色板官方坚持的过程中。这些天的高原日子,所谓的沉淀,无非就是坚持,再有的,依然-------拉开了我的西藏之行。 只要来西藏的人,知道的人都很想去玛吉阿米,我也来了、、、玛吉阿米,藏语中即“未嫁娘”之意。玛吉阿米这个名字,出自六世达赖喇叭仓央嘉措的情诗,相传是仓央嘉措情人的名字。而当年仓央嘉措与玛吉阿米幽会的地方,正是玛吉阿米所在的那个土黄色小楼。这段美好而浪漫的情歌和故事,将在每一位过客的心里,烙上久久的“美丽遗梦”。到了夜晚,布达拉宫仿佛梦境般呈现在我的面前,千辛万苦换来此刻的幸福,我彻底拜服了自己的决定。第二天,耐不住的我,让他们带我去穿梭在八廊街的小巷子里,那些带着历史气息和不同气质的民族,吸引着我。第二天,耐不住的我,让他们带我去穿梭在八廊街的小巷子里,那些带着历史气息和不同气质的民族,吸引着我。 沿着布达拉宫,大昭寺有很多朝圣之人,他们有的三跪九叩,有的拿着转经筒,穿着藏服,内心虔诚。真是三步一磕头呢!全民信教的地区,即使是我这种无信仰的人看到都深受震撼! 赶紧和当地的藏民合影一张照片!也许只有身在西藏,才被洗礼,才会如此放松、无所顾忌,感觉心灵是自由的,在这里,环境、宗教、人文的感染力、震撼力只有身在其中才能切身感受的到。晚上 ,向日葵色板官方终于住在平措的青年旅社,五湖四海的朋友都汇聚在这,每天都可以看到很多的人来住宿,打开房间,住的旅馆的墙壁上,满满的都是驴友留下的照片和留言~承载着青春的梦想。 你来不来,它就在哪里!不远不近!早上,下起了小雨,我起来的很早,在平措青年旅馆,邂逅了2位来自上海旅游的妹妹,带着我们去了拉萨的茶馆。拉萨有很多茶馆,简陋、拥挤、但是铁炉子里的牛粪烧的很旺,藏民们都聚在茶馆里喝茶聊天,享受着简单快乐和幸福。在满屋子新奇的眼光中,我狼吞虎咽地吃完了一碗藏面5元,我们4个人喝了一大水壶的甜茶,吃完喝完高兴的离开了,去向日葵色板官方的下一站。 第一站不期而至的惊喜 ------- 贡嘎曲德寺 因为遗忘,所以美丽。随着上海的2个妹妹,到了贡嘎曲德寺。一切仿佛在电影电视中看到这样的情景,而真实的寺庙在我面前。让我的如此的好奇,随同他们进寺庙。在西藏辽阔的土地上,应该有许多像贡嘎曲德寺一样的地方,默默无闻,鲜有外人光顾,网上也很难搜索有关它们详细的信息。正如偶然走进别人遗忘的贡嘎曲德寺一样,才欣然概叹:这才是梦中的西藏啊!悠远、宁静、苍茫、安详、任时间流转。与世无争,与世独立。 贡嘎曲德寺位於西藏贡嘎县境内,是拉萨近内着名的萨迦派寺院之一,距今已有数百年的历史。据传,贡嘎曲德寺始建於元代未年,大殿四墙绘有大型佛本生故事壁书,色彩艳丽,笔法精湛,壁书为明清时代所绘;其绘书风格与大殿内的壁书有很大差异。如装饰图案、卷草纹图案明显地受到了白居寺及古格书派的影响,大经堂正中佛殿的背后是一凹形的转经迥廊,迥廊两墙都绘满了大型佛经故事,绘书的年代约在清代以前,但由於迥廊内阴暗潮湿,大部分壁书开始剥落毁坏,急需加以修复和补救。 佛殿的前方为长方形的天窗,用以采光。其天窗的内壁上绘有萨迦五祖,格鲁派宗喀巴师徒,甚至带有明显汉地书风的大肚弥勒佛等绘书作品。其造型生动,色彩鲜艳,生动地表现出格鲁教派支该寺的壁书影响。而对于我这个大城市来的人说:只有在电视、电脑上看到这样的神秘的地方。可是这次是我旅行中不其然的遇见了、、、 也许,梦想在不经意间就可以开始。心动的记忆就这样的展开了。 酥油灯---吉祥的酥油灯,吉祥的光芒照着您的慈祥、吉祥的光芒照亮了您的虔诚 。这时,寺庙传来了叽里咕噜的声音,我好奇的走进寺庙,看着很多的和尚拿着佛经一遍又一遍的在朗读、、、那声音似曾亲切,却无法记住它的美妙之处;那声音似曾忘记,可始终摆脱不了那种余音绕梁的感觉。 马上就要离开了,结束了一天的贡嘎曲德寺参观,大师给向日葵色板官方送了很珍贵的礼物。献哈达,大师自传、许愿,这是我此行的最大收获! 走出了寺庙,看见一位老人摇动着转经筒,从村子尽头朝我走来,两人的目光相遇的一瞬,老人家给我一个慈祥的笑脸,那笑容亲切的如同对待自家的晚辈。我内心最柔软的弦被拔动了、、、、、只好轻轻的说声再见了 !默默的祝福老人家平安、健康、快乐! 第二站羊措雍湖 -----邂逅她叫毛毛,是湖北的一位美术老师,外表娇小的她,可爱。大方,给我留下了很好的印象。、、、、、向日葵色板官方一切不需过多安排和商量,拿上简单行李,背上随行背包,和有缘之人起航了 。相识就是缘分,路上认识了很多朋友,大家一起聊天,看风景。很开心,这就是旅行!羊雍措湖初次见此风景,挺激动啊! 先和藏獒合影留影。快的无暇顾及沿途的风景,奔向一个、下一个终点。 人生需要一个暂停键,我要记得多按几次。 佛说:“有求皆苦,无求乃乐”。 去迎接新奇,感受未知,接近梦想吧! 第三站 鲁朗的-------静怡与温柔初到高原,咱都很激动,都挤下车厢下到站台感受一下高原的呼吸,留下自己的足迹 !终于抵达米拉山口了,海拔5013米。山腰上挂满了经幡,铭记着人们的美好愿望。这种地方必须合影留念!旅游的乐趣,就在于每当自己觉得绝望的时候,前方总有一个未知的惊喜在等着你,上帝关上一道门的同时,一定会为你打开另外一门。一路上的风景,让我大开眼界,总想留下什么、、、、、、 在沿途时不时能看到不少骑行者,看到他们我会自然不自然的想到《转山》里的书豪。对于骑行赴藏,那只能是我的梦,一个不可能实现的梦。所以一路上每次看到他们,我都会对他们由衷、敬意的给与鼓励——加油!好样的! 向日葵色板官方的车一路前行着,到了美丽的中流砥柱位于川藏路上的尼洋河中游,山高沟深,河流湍急,为尼洋河第一大峡谷,江中一巨石兀然立于江中,背靠神佛山,相传这块巨石是工布地区的守护神——工尊德姆修炼时的座椅。两江汇流处,有一巨石突起在江心,高有百尺左右。能够起中流砥柱之作用,挽狂澜于将倒之时,唯有这块巨石可以当之无愧。明朝的参议蔡潮在这块巨石上建了一个亭子,取名为“跨鳌”亭,并在上面了“砥柱中流”四个字。继续前行,到了尼洋河 、看着河水、草地,心中澎湃;夕阳把整个尼洋河承托的更加美丽了。而我也不忘记给自己留个影,把自己最美丽的笑容,定格在这美丽的尼洋河了。只缘路遇的能懂的人; 走不同的路看不一样的风景,交不一样的朋友感受不一样的人生。到了美丽的-------卡定沟,张开双臂,拥抱大自然,呼吸天然氧吧,给人以清晰的感觉。卡定”藏语是“天上人间 的意思”。卡定沟山峰群群山连绵,颇有点雁荡之气势。仰天观望,群象多姿,让你想象万千。一路往上,游人络绎不绝。 树柳成荫,把美丽的卡定沟装扮的更加美丽,吸引了全国各地的朋友。 午后;迎着阳光走在拉萨的柏油路上,天空时而下着小雨,时而阳光普照大地;一道道晃眼的阳光,让我恍如梦中,我在车里望着远处、、、、南伽八瓦的壮观和雄伟在我面前,看着它的雄伟,内心也被旅行带来的幸福感慢慢填满。一路上的辛苦和高反,也就忘记了。当我怀揣着达到顶峰的信仰与坚强的心都可以踏上这段挑战自我的征途,面对漫漫山路享受雪山、阳光、河流的洗礼,用自己双眼将沿路美景一收眼底。 到了晚上,向日葵色板官方才找到了一家家庭的旅馆,我们住的家庭旅馆主人(姑且叫她卓玛)给向日葵色板官方喝的是主人家自己养的牦牛奶和青稞,旁边是酥油茶。藏香猪、青稞有点像爆米花呢,爆过的,没味道!都是他们自家吃的东西。吃完了向日葵色板官方各自休息了!清晨,在山坡上看下面的村子特别美,远处的天空、大山、溪流,近处的满山的野花、草地,中间稀稀俩俩的屋子,特有感觉 。在每一次出行的时候,面对雪山、草原、阳光、花朵、河流、碧海、蓝天,才能感受到内心真正的自由了,才能沉淀下来倾听和感受,才觉得自己是如此真实地“活着”…… 路边的野花,植被渐渐厚起来,植物的种类也多了~各种颜色的花儿争相开放。美丽的青稞田,即将成熟的美丽大片的田,秋收的喜悦和美感呈现在我的面前鲁朗, 藏语意为"龙王谷",也是"叫人不想家"的地方。 ‘真想永远的停留在这片田园风光。 蔚蓝的天空中,白云飘飘,时而象奔驰的骏马,时而又恰似高原上的牦牛;时而呼啸而去,时而又闲庭信步,象少女婀娜多姿,象小伙热情奔放。 第四站 纳木错 ---心中的圣地 到了海拔5190米的那根拉山口,我们激动得跳下车,到了山口向下一看,纳木错就在眼前。金灿灿的太阳照在雪山上,照在湛蓝湛蓝的那木错湖面上,美得让人喘不过气来。更让我意想不到的是,已经过5000米了,还是没什么反应。看来,珠峰大本营我也应该可以去,那里也就5200米。近了,近了,远远就看见一缎蓝色绸丝挂于天际,视线已经无法辨别它究竟属于哪个节点,理智告诉我,这肯定是地上的湖,可是看过去,纳木错就是在天上。难怪称它是“圣湖”,“天湖”,这样的形容一点不为过,它已经和天连在一起,成为天空的一部分,我的惊喜程度,文字已经无法准确描述,纳木错的美,也许,它就像圣母一样,温柔婉约,博爱,带给你无限的心灵震撼和灵魂的洗礼。 上午乌云密布,午后又是阳光灿烂。 阳光射进云海那一刻,感慨万千。你若盛开,蝴蝶自来,你若精彩,天自安排。雪后的天空变的非常的蓝,接近下午,太阳开始碰到冰川顶,强烈的目光照射下的冰川显得越发晶莹剔透,它冷静而孤单,仰俯着这个被群山包围的纳木错。而我独自享受这梦幻般的景色,陶醉在大自然中,周围的石山都挂满了经书,五颜六色飘于空中像彩旗一样。草地上有几匹马正悠闲的吃着草,沿着石路下来就来到了纳木错的湖边,这是中国最大的咸水湖,传说是王母娘娘沐浴的地方。 有时我的梦想就隐在现实这下那个遥远的梦我做了很久、、、、跋涉千里来到了纳木错它正是我梦中存在了许久的模样涤滤出生灵的原本面貌而向日葵色板官方只在这个地方呆了3天虽不能一直停留在这个地方可是纷繁的遐想也让归隐变成另一种可能 带上美好的心情让我在旅行中感受美丽的风景,那么,风景一定呈现出的是你想要却又无法用语言形容出来的美好!纳木错的湖面就像海一样辽阔,她的美让我无法抗拒。让我在这个圣湖的地方住了3天三夜,吃了3天的方便面。 一切都值得! 纳木错的湖水十分清澈,能清楚的看到里面的石子,在阳光灿烂的时候它是透明的蓝。 最美不过圣湖的蓝蓝的水,我站在圣湖边,整个人感觉融入在湖水里一样,湖水的海面上一浪又一浪、、、翻着我心中的梦想、下来的时候,我心理很平静,像是被洗过一样的干净,向日葵色板官方在路上,报着各种不同的目的在路上的人,都在寻找些什么,我一直和朋友们说,我是个在路上的人,我在用心感受这世上的每个角落,我要用我的眼睛去寻找我心中的那份感动,朋友们,在你们用双脚丈量这片美丽的世界的时候,请你也用心去感受一下它吧~~谢谢所有关心的朋友们的支持和关注!有你们的一份热情,我会写出更好的游记,给你们带来愉悦的好心情。让你们走出大自然,去享受大自然给予的美好。(
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