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目录:(本篇游记按地点记录,不是完全按照时间顺序)一、开篇 二、阿布扎布(贫瘠的外星球) 第2-3页 三、雅典(卫城、奥林匹克遗址、卫兵换岗、女人街) 第3-10页 四、米克诺斯岛(裸体天堂海滩、山顶风车、小威尼斯) 第15—16页 第21-27页 第35-44页 五、圣托里尼岛 第54页起 六、专 1.冰激凌 第11页 2.希腊的猫咪 第13-14页 3.酒店(米岛和圣岛酒店详细介绍) 第50-53页 4.小物 5.车 6.集体照 7.美食 有些爱情只注定了缘分,因为上帝忘了给他们交错点。于是,爱情就只能成为永远的平行线。 只是站在爱人的身边,默默的付出,静静的守候。不奢望走近,也不祈求拥有。即便知道根本不会有结果,却仍然执迷不悔,只留下回忆中美好的片段,当做永恒!这恐怕是世界上最高尚最美丽的爱情,也是“柏拉图的永恒”要向向日葵色板官方传递的精神。 亚特兰提斯是一个传说中拥有高度文明的帝国,在很久之前突然沉入深海消失。二千多年前柏拉图在《对话录》中两度提及这一片已消失的地方,并把它描述成他心目中的理想国:亚特兰提斯沿岸地方多山,中央为一片广阔而肥沃的大平原,矿产量丰富,而且动物、食用植物及木材众多。岛的中心为王宫及供奉海神波塞东的神殿,镶满金、银、象牙等珍贵物品。主岛被一条宽六百尺的运河围绕,外围是一环宽一千七百尺的土地,再外面有一千七百尺的环形运河。在繁荣与富裕下居住于此的人民都很温和、贤明,不会沉于巨富,凡事以德为尊。 亚特兰提斯的灭亡一直归咎于火山爆发、地震、洪水。但到现在也没有人能够证明或否定它的存在。也许它只是一个传说,也许,它只是柏拉图心中的一个理想,就像柏拉图的爱情一样,美好、纯净、但却如此难以企及。 希腊、雅典、爱琴海,光是提到这几个词,向日葵色板官方就已经陶醉了。希腊是神圣的,动人传说、古老文化、加诸种种幻想,人们几乎是怀着朝圣般的心情踏上这片土地的。雅典,这个在公元前五世纪就已经高度繁荣的城市,如今虽然也是一副钢筋水泥、烟雾腾腾的现代都市面孔,但雅典城里的每一座山丘都为雅典绵延不绝的历史作证。西方文明的全部文化传统,都可以在雅典这座现代都市的那些山丘上,保存的伯利克里的雅典遗产中找到影踪。向日葵色板官方无不是生活在巴特农神庙的荫庇之下。沐浴着金色阳光的巴特农神庙如今依然残缺不全的屹立在阿克罗波利斯山上,纯白色的多立克式大理石石柱在卫城山风的吹抚下显得如此沧桑,它可以还原向日葵色板官方所有对希腊,对爱情的幻想。 向日葵色板官方所有对爱琴海,对希腊的美好印象都始于圣托里尼。碧海蓝天,白墙蓝瓦,圆圆的极具东正教风格的屋顶,穿着黑色长袍,裹着黑色头巾,打扮得很宗教的当地居民,一片片依附在悬崖峭壁上的白房子,还有全希腊最美的,看日落的圣地伊亚。圣托里尼被誉为“自由的天堂”。提起爱琴海向日葵色板官方总是不由自主地会联想到爱情,以至提到希腊,让人想到的除了古迹文明之外就是浪漫和爱情,在这个爱琴海最美的小岛上发生爱情是再浪漫不过的。 然而,人们都错了。爱琴海并不是为爱情而生,人们对爱琴海种种美好的爱情幻想只是一厢情愿。在远古时代,有位国王叫米诺斯,他统治着克里特岛。米诺斯的儿子在雅典的阿提刻被人阴谋杀害了。为了替儿子复仇,米诺斯向雅典的人民挑战。在神的惩罚下,雅典正充满灾荒和瘟疫。迫于米诺斯的挑战,雅典人向米诺斯王求和。米诺斯宫殿里关了一个半人半牛的怪物,米诺斯要求雅典人每隔九年送七对童男童女到克里特岛作为牺牲供奉。后来,有个叫希萨斯的青年下决心废除这个规矩,便与父亲商量要混迹于少男少女中,上克里特岛寻隙把怪物制服。这件事情凶多吉少。父亲约定,他会在海岸上时时眺望,如果有一条撑着白帆的小船出现海面,证明事情已经成功;如果顺潮飘来的小船上挂的是黑帆,那就说明儿子已经死亡。 很顺利,儿子在米诺斯宫殿里制服了怪物,但走不出米诺斯迷宫一般的宫殿,而米诺斯的女儿却爱上了他,帮他出逃。谁料这对恋人漂流在大海的半途中,公主突然病亡,这位青年悲痛欲绝,忘了把船上的黑帆改挂白帆。天天站在崖石上担惊受怕的父亲一见黑帆,只知大事不好,立即跳海自尽。而这位父亲的名字就叫爱琴。 爱琴海的名字就是这么一个英雄而又悲哀的故事。爱琴海是属于父亲的海,他是父亲的眼泪和血液,他,不属于爱情。 然而人们又都对了,爱琴海的存在就是为了爱情。当公主的躯体僵硬在湛蓝的海面上,希萨斯的心也僵硬了。海神波塞东没有眷顾这对恋人,巴特农神庙也忽略了他们的依偎,他们的僵硬注定了父亲的结局。父亲叫爱琴只是巧合,这片海域淹没了父亲的期盼,但是见证了他们的爱情。所以爱琴海,接受了世人对爱情的朝圣。 传说终究是传说,爱情会消失,但爱琴海还在;爱情会发生,但亚特兰提斯已沉没。爱情再虔诚,也敌不过生老病死,但爱琴海,亚特兰提斯会永远存在。就像爱情的回忆,只言片语,会时不时地浮现,年华老去,仍旧清晰,这样的情愫是溶入血液的。哪怕,你极力控制,但她还是会因为一串手链,一行文字冒出来,占据你所有的大脑空间。 爱情,不是爱琴海,不是亚特兰提斯。因为,爱情存在短暂的生命里; 爱情,就是爱琴海,就是亚特兰提斯。因为,爱情不随生命埋葬…… 在我看来,就算爱琴海与爱情无关,它仍然是一个值得跟爱的人一起去的地方。它是我的一个情结,我想能跟他牵着手徜徉在蓝白相间的童话世界里;我想在爱琴海边大喊“我爱你~”,然后扑进他的怀里;我想能跟他静静的坐在海边,看着夕阳西下直到满天繁星…… 虽然不如梦想中的圆满,但我总算是到了希腊,到了圣托里尼,到了爱琴海,有好友的陪伴,有感情的寄托,还遇到了一帮志同道合的团友以及一个帅帅的导游 先上几张照片作为开篇吧~~ 裸体天堂海滩 正式开始! 第一站——阿布扎比 从北京到希腊,中间到阿布扎比转机。 接近9个小时的航程从北京到阿布扎比转机,国际航班飞机大,前面还有视频娱乐系统,长时间飞行倒也不寂寞。 比较有意思的是娱乐系统里有一个功能是可以看到飞机前端和下面的实时视频。第一次开洋荤,觉得起飞的时候看起很霸道 飞机餐!什么阿拉伯烤土豆,咋一吃还不错,连续在飞机上吃了几顿,最后简直觉得不能下咽 仍然是飞机餐,番茄牛肉丸子,看到米饭很激动,但是真的很难吃,就是一个香料味儿 到阿布扎比,是清晨,天蒙蒙亮,机场的清晨已经是一派繁忙 阿布扎比机场内部,装修好梦幻啊~~ 机场免税店,东西太诱人了,想到刚出门,不能这么快就乱花钱,于是我忍啊忍 对着一大堆巧克力最终还是没忍住,在回程的时候消费了两百多“阿拉伯联合酋长国迪拉姆” 机场风格真的很超现代 这个东西最初觉得很乖很美味,当后来一天都吃这种东西的时候,简直想发誓以后都不吃汉堡包了! 空中看阿布扎比原来是这样的,感觉就是地好平、路好直、房子好矮、土地好贫瘠~ 转机飞往雅典,又是5个小时 ,不过能看到海了,好激动,终于要奔向爱琴海了~~ 第二站——雅典 俯瞰爱琴海,心情那叫一个激动啊~ 阿提哈德航空公司,还是全球十大航空公司之一([]
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早在登上盖州黄花排之时,石头就注意到了出现在眼际中的老土顶。从网上未查到此山的相关资料,听其名字,心想应该厚厚的土层堆集起来的高山,应该没有石砬子之类的险峻之处。后来的事实证明,石头的想法实在是太英明了,山上果然土层奇厚。至于山顶石岩绝壁……石头还真是没想,以至于临行之前,又果断取从包里取出了绳子扔出——基于对队友能力的充分信任!虽然预报有雨,可是还是决定风雨不误,在这个季节里登山,只要不是雷电天气,雨中登山未必不是一件爽事,况且又不是没经历过。 24日早上8时许,小队按时到达山下,稍作准备,便开始了一天的行程。山里的雾气时浓时淡,刚刚还出现在视野里的山峰很快淹没在浓雾之中。行程伊始,尚有小路可寻。路遇当地放牧的老乡,言语之中对向日葵色板官方的行动啧啧称奇,就连吃草的小牛也不禁对我们刮目相看……绽放的山芍药花……高贵典雅辛劳的蚂蚁。石头一向以为,蚂蚁比蜜蜂更勤劳,可人们为什么偏偏要把赞美之词都送给了蜜蜂呢?想必是人类这帮家伙吃到了人家的蜜糖,既然吃了人家的,自然嘴短。而蚂蚁——人类似乎从它身上分享不到什么东东。但石头还是愿意对蚂蚁表示很赞!看惯了城市楼群的水泥建筑,现在行走于山野之中,满眼的绿色,天然的氧吧,远离了PM2.5,远离了汽车尾气,远离了城市噪声,耳边回响的是动听的鸟鸣……似乎感觉连空气都是绿色的,不由得大口呼吸。喂!是累的吧?好吧,石头承认是其实是累的大喘气9时20分,切上山脊,雾气渐淡,山下的村庄出现在视野之中。山下的那条公路的终点,就是英那河的发源地——鹿圈子。沿着山脊北进,来到一条山谷之中,林间突现一片开阔之地,森林、青山、黄花、草地-----好一派田野风光,于是尽兴的拍照……(此处省去照片N张)各类的花朵竞相绽放……石头目测是“金银忍冬”,求鉴定大片的浦公英……景色别致很想晚上在此美美的露营一次小队又继续前行……又穿过一片松林,峥嵘显现,晕!不是土顶么?怎么会有石顶?开弓岂有回头箭之理?上!又是一阵团雾,前行之路顿时难辩……来到一个山峰之上,石头席地休息,不知为什么突然觉得那里有点不对劲,于是便四下寻找…… 面对此景,石头一时不敢乱动,情急之下,立即念起咒语:天灵灵、地灵灵,天蓝蓝、地黄黄,天天天、地地地,天地天、地天地……还真是管用,它默默的看了我一眼之后就离开了。此咒语系石头独家原创,盗念必究!当日五人小队,其中一人是PS上去的,你看出是哪个了么?云雾暂时散开,远处的山峰……下次就去那儿!复入浓雾之中,行进之中,忽左忽右,忽上忽下,令人不一会儿就又方向难辩,好在有手中的GPS,使队能始终沿着正确的方向前进。行进之中之飞来石。行进中之石海这又是哪个方向呢?经手中的GPS确认,前方的山峰就是前行之途,只不过还要下到?a href="http//ankang.8264.com" class="keyword" target="_blank">安康牡状Γ俚巧洗紊隙悦娴纳狡隆?br/>杜鹃仍在绽放……又来到两峰之间的一个连接之处,这里显然是一个风口,常年累月的季风横扫,几乎是吹走了这里所有的土壤,但这里突兀的长有三棵松树,它的根结实的却顽强的扎在石缝之中,迎风挺立!松树的风格!赞!虽然手中有GPS,但在茂密的树林加浓雾中寻找正确的路线,并不是一件容易的事,更何况又在数个山峰之间上上下下,很是耽误时间,时间不觉已经过午。
[ ]9、16晚六点半青岛准时出发北京徒步长城,这是几年来第一次如此准时出行,感谢童鞋们。在天津和黄骅之间,大雨瓢泼而至,再加北屿短信告之北京大雨,心骤然又不安起来,虽说之前看密云晴天,但现在对天气预报着实不敢抱太大希望,只能想没雨就好。一路雨中行至北京,五环接上娜娜。行至密云,路边一点雨的迹象也没有,大喜。17早七点半从古北口上山,沿长城蜿蜒行走。且行且拍,队伍慢慢一点点拉开,据说走在前面的是小报记者,走在后面的是摄影师一路慢慢走来,在金山岭长城内沐浴阳光梦回明朝等落日也是很开心的一件事、、、、、、、18日清早三点半起床四点农家出发,四点十分进检票处,一路急行军四点半到达后川口上到敌楼上,开始夜爬长城。司马台景区于2010年六月因景区修整关闭,而向日葵色板官方要去的望京楼就在司马台景区内,大家不远千里来到长城上,望京楼也是一个必须要去的地方之一,集体决定后要夜爬长城就为了避开景区保安,及至到了司马台景区内因长城内地面以修复,逐开始了跑城。一路小跑过了铁索桥,经东坡村八点十分上到望京楼和仙女楼。中午十二点离开密云,天津晚饭顺便逛了意式风情街并观看天津夜景。于零晨四点抵青,至此结束长城徒步开心而快乐的旅程。以流水帐记录全程,后续期待油国佳文有片片的童鞋全程砸过来,分享开心快乐之旅第一张是从古北口到金山岭的线路图,全程17公里用时10小时,其中行走才用了五小时多点,其余时间不是在拍照就是在休息,很惬意呢。因第二天的数据丢失没有详细的记录,只能用景区线路图来做个大概说明,走涵龙沟经丫髻山寨、花楼、东五眼楼、麒麟壁、文字长城、过温泉水库经东坡村直达望京楼,大约也有十公里左右。 野长城游记去穿越古北口、金山岭、司马台三段长城是很早之前就定下来的,为此兴奋了好久,耳畔一直回响着张明敏的《我的中国心》这首歌:“长江、长城,黄山、黄河,在我心中重千斤,无论何时,无论何地,心中一样亲。留在心里的血,澎湃着中华的声音...... ”一直盼着这一天的到来。之前出去玩,心情总是非常的愉悦,而这次长城之行心里却觉着沉甸甸的,可能是长城在我心里过于神圣,就像是朝拜一样吧。作为中年人,在面对这些历史古迹的时候,感触与年轻人会有所不同,可能会更深一些的。车在漆黑的高速公路上飞驰,我的思绪早已飞到了长城之巅。夜很深了,车厢里早已没有了年轻人的嬉闹声,进入河北境内,下起了雨,且越下越紧,进入耳畔的只有雨声和发动机的低鸣,秋雨打在车窗上,就像打在我的心头,一丝寒意袭来,不禁打了个寒战。这是怎么了?我渴望了解历史,我离着历史越来越近。长城,我来了。登上长城,残缺破败的残墙断壁映入眼帘,心中不免平添了一丝苍凉之感,但它雄伟依然,尽显残缺之美,抑制不住激动的我频频按下快门,始终冲在队伍的最前头。以前我来过长城,但那是修复过的慕田峪长城,心里涌现的只有感叹和自豪,而这次站在未修复的明长城上,头一次与古代遗迹有了一种心灵的碰撞,我能读懂你吗?我觉得长城与圆明园不一样,虽然都是历史遗迹,虽然都已破败,但长城体现的是古老中国的强大和不可战胜,而圆明园则寓意着中国的耻辱。一个从强大到衰败的中国历史就这么浮现出来。我不是搞历史的,我只是历史长河中的一个过客。我也是一个爱国者,我为我的祖先感到骄傲。今天来到这,除了震撼,我只能用我的思维去了解它,解读它;用我的双脚去丈量它,接触它;用我的心灵去抚摸它,亲吻它。 长城从嘉峪关而来,向山海关而去,绵延近万里; 长城从历史而来,向未来而去,历经几千年; 长城从儿时父母的故事而来,也必将在我们的子孙中传唱下去,世世代代,永不停息。 在古代,长城用它坚强挺拔的身躯抵挡外来列强的入侵;在现在,长城用它苍老破败但依旧雄伟的容貌迎接中外慕名而来的游客;到未来,长城必将成为中华民族的象征,中华儿女的中华魂。而此时的长城则像一位老者,静静地安卧在那里,向人们讲述着中华民族的兴衰荣辱,讲述着它所目睹的历史故事,讲述着它曾经的辉煌,从没停止过...... QD胡司令古长城有感 2011、9、20 古北口二十四眼楼 感谢8264感谢欧格翠 偶也来凑个热闹吧这是第二次走长城了,去年的九一八清晨五点半我和花花还有绿海坐在北京西站边的肯德基看着窗外未明的天及飘忽而至的大雨,商议着还要不要去箭扣,最后决定先去逛京城再去箭扣。也就是那次有幸在箭扣长城上看到了云海,看到残破而峻美挺拔的古长城(https//bbs.8264.com/thread-513143-1-1.html)心生感慨:明年现来一次。没成想因中秋节的原因日期延后的结果是和去年箭扣仅相差一天,呵呵,偶声明,真不是故意的。闲话少叙,图归正传,因这次活动有不少都是提前预留出本次活动时间,故而回来后都很忙,片片都没时间发,偶先发几张,小卡片成相效果差,勉强看吧。敬业的摄影师,据说假牙也露出来,唉,我真不是故意把嫩拍成这样滴我起誓:绝不破坏长城的一草一木,做到除了脚印什么也不带走 向日葵色板官方的队伍向着长城的方向前进,在这里你可以放飞心情,踏着脚下的明砖一步一个历史的向前走、、、、、偶来几张险滴,其实顺长城再往前走一个敌楼的位置,有个可以上长城的地方,当时不知顺城墙爬上来的,还好有惊无险每个人都安全上来了 那天出其的好,天很蓝,白云大朵大朵的漂浮在空中静止不动,如同块块棉花糖通过箭口望去,长城如同一条巨龙静静的卧在那里,诉说着几百年的沧桑 来几朵棉花糖 这就是金山岭长城中的障墙以下片片全部由胡司令所拍,版权归司令所有在这个收获的季节,一地金灿灿的玉米,成为成王爷穿越前掠夺的粮食在阳光下 在曲折蜿蜒、错综纵横的千山万水间, 那一座一座的列城,屏障和烽堠使你长城内外的子子孙孙 统一成了 一个在世界上独一无二的伟大民族! 秦皇无策建长城,刘氏仍穷北路兵。若遇单于旧牙帐,却应伤叹汉公卿。 无名小花静静绽放在长城角下,同日月星辰见证长城风雨天津意式风情街头上的工艺品,让向日葵色板官方这群刚从时空穿越而的人有一丝的不适应([]
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([]
回来已经一个月了,似是过了很久,又似乎都在眼前。记录总是要做的,为我自己,也为了那些期待已久的人。 线路:苏州--拉萨--塔钦--霍尔--札达--札不让--狮泉河--拉孜--江孜--山南--拉萨--林芝--波密--然乌--八宿--邦达--左贡--芒康--巴塘--理塘--新都桥--小金--成都--重庆--苏州。 耗时:40天,耗资:7500元。 或许是因为走过川藏,再次的走过青藏铁路,仍没能给我惊喜。看别人一直不断的在拍,我有些疑惑,但始终没有拿出相机。 所以我的经历由拉萨开始。 拉萨的第一个早晨,有些小雨,去客厅拿了几本书,冲了咖啡,拿了小食,看着院子里的花,等着房东睡醒。 吃过饭,问了阿里办事处的方向,走过去买去阿里的车票。 比我想像中的远,一路问人,很热心的告诉我,再说按你的速度,再走半小时也到不了,还是打个车吧。那我就走快点呗。 途中,干净的街心公园。 中秋的前一天,副食品批发市场特别热闹。这才是我印象中的拉萨,站在交警边上按了一张。红灯过后,他问我,你不过去吗?笑着摇摇头。 买票很顺利,买到司机后面的座位,心里踏实不少,打个电话回家报了行程。中午照例睡觉,下午去了大召寺。 一天很快就过去了。 第二天是中秋。拿出带来的月饼,想等房东下来一起分食。 他的书指引过我许多地方,现在,他在拉萨开了这间客栈,养了二只狗,五只猫。 狗没下楼,说明他还没有起床。 等到11点多,实在饿得不行,自立更生吧。厨房里一顿忙呼。 还行,我居然把面煮熟了。 仓姑寺,和四年前相仿,依旧是那么多的人。只是,四周多了纱帐,总感觉闷了许多。 在大昭寺的许愿墙前,总会坐着这么一群人,他们的名字叫藏飘,或几天,或几月,或几年。 很容易的,就可以成为他们中的一员。 依然是那么多长磕的人。 只是,少了些纯粹,他们中的一些也会向游客兜售饰品。向朝他们拍照的人要钱。这使我愕然,心里便没有了以前的宁静。 借了垫子,我也磕拜下去,为了我的此行顺利。发现,真是行动的时候,心里并不曾想什么,空空的,只是不断重复着相同的动作。 大昭寺的金顶依然,蓝天白云依旧,这里还是我喜欢的地方。 时值藏族的沐浴节,这是在拉萨河边洗晒毛毯。 每年藏历七月六日至十二日,在西藏,在拉萨河畔,从城市到乡村,从牧区到农区,都有一个群众性的洗澡活动。这种一年一度的洗澡活动,要集中进行一个星期,所以,这是藏族独有的沐浴节,也叫沐浴周。在这七天中,从垂髫的娃娃,到白发苍苍的老人,都要下河洗澡,这已成为藏族群众传统的风俗习惯。在拉萨地区,凡是肉眼看得见南方的弃山星,便说明季节已入春或入秋。每当七月弃山星出现时,季节已进入夏末秋初。据藏文天文历书记载,初秋之水有八大优点:一甘、二凉、三软、四轻、五清、六不臭、七饮时不损喉、八喝下不伤腹。这种归纳是有一定科学道理的。西藏高原冬长夏短,春天雪水入河,冰人肌骨;夏日大雨滂沱,山洪暴发,河水浑浊;冬天皮袍裹身,谁敢入水。只有在入秋之时,水温较高,河水清净。可见秋水最佳,因此,选择这个时机洗澡再合适不过了。 因为游客太多,现在在拉萨已经很少能看到洗澡的场面了。但洗晒厚重的衣物还是随处可见。 晚上跟刚认识的新朋友去了仙足岛的酒吧,是一位藏族姑娘开的,这一边都是她各处收来的东西,另一面墙全是她在各地游玩时拍的照片。 明天就要起程阿里,想着二十几小时的车程,想着平均4500米以上的高度,心中忐忑。 一直睡眠不好,拿了二粒安眠药塞进嘴里,希望能有个好的精神,面对这一切。 9月13号的天气很好,坐在院子里吃过早饭,慢慢的收拾东西。 这些花儿开得真好。 拉萨的班车,总是不能及时开出,不是等这就是等那。待车到西郊客运站附近,总算看到了另一个背包的游客,来自长沙的小张,一个单薄的小姑娘。 见到背包客总会觉得陌名的亲切,急忙问:去阿里哪儿? 塔钦,你转山吗? 转,但是想先去札达。 哦。。。。。 拉萨到贡嘎机场的高速,已经是一片丰收景象了。 一路看着窗外,想找回很多记忆里的东西,无奈此车不走羊湖,只见二旁的树叶已开始黄了。 和附近坐位上的当地人聊着天,很快就到了吃晚饭的地方。 时针指向11点,悲剧开始上演,我晕车了。 几年不曾有过的事,一直持续到凌晨3点。 边上坐的是个小武警,一点都不解风情,且不说帮我递个纸巾,水啥,连安慰都没有一声,唉,郁闷。 一夜无眠,挨到清晨,马攸桥检查站。 登记证件,一一核查。 过了这,就是阿里了。 天空乌云密布,不让拍照,我背对着士兵,偷偷按了一张。 继续往前走,快到霍尔的时候,路边好多野马群,悠闲的吃着草,远远的看着车过,也不躲开。 一转弯,前面出现一座雪山,只听到后面有人说,那就是纳木纳尼,神山的第三位美丽的妻子,背面看和正面看完全不同,赶紧的拍下。 远远看到一片集镇,当地人告诉我,那就是塔坎,然后指着左手方向说,那里就是神山的位置。云层太厚,什么也看不见。 考虑到身体状况,在塔钦下了车,跟小张一起寻找住的地方。 找过几家之后,住进北川宾馆,因为居说那里可以洗澡。进了房间,向日葵色板官方俩都倒头就睡,不知道是过了点,还是海拨高,一直也没睡着。 爬起来,去了浴室,细细的水流,空空的房间,怎么看,洗澡的后果都是感冒,还是将就洗下头发吧。 不知怎么,头就开始痛起来。紧接着,发现另一个意外。。。。。。。 唉,休整吧。 拉了小张去找茶馆,叫了酥油茶和甜茶,喝完之后,暖了许多。想想昨晚吃的全部吐光,一整天没吃东西肯定不行,我们又开始寻找饭店。 在东北饺子馆等饺子的时候,认识了来自深圳的吴和东北的笨笨。吴的状况看上去很不好,笨笨很热络的跟向日葵色板官方聊天,并且和小张商量决定明天一起去转山。 吃罢,去了他们住的地方,看到他们另一个同伴,广西的LILY,脸色也很不好,不肯吃饭,只肯喝点葡萄糖水。而且说,明天也要一起转山,让我觉得很担心。 幸好,吃饱后,头痛停止,看到小张什么都没带,翻出护膝、头灯、睡袋等等,让她带着转山的时候用。 一早起床叫起小张,她去过笨笨那边,回来的消息却是:笨笨开始高反,呕吐不止,LILY身体无碍,她们俩决定结伴同行。 既然醒了,就去镇上转转吧。天阴沉沉的,神山依然不见踪影,想回房间的时候,遇上行走缓慢的笨笨和吴,拉着他们去喝甜茶。 笨笨喝了一会就忍不住跑到门外吐,然后决定当天离开塔钦,去海拨低些的札达。 喝甜茶的时候,外面一阵大雨,打LILY的手机,已经没有信号了,不知道山上情况如何,很为她们担心。 这是由苹果基金援助的塔钦苹果小学。 又是一天,云层依然很厚。笨笨已经离开,我和吴决定试着走一下内转经道,看看能不能有所收获。 这是在塔钦看到的纳尼木尼,果然是另一番模样。 因为事先决定带一壶甜茶上去,所以先到了茶馆。4600以上的高度,让向日葵色板官方走到茶馆时就放弃了角架。上到第一个坡的时候,决定明天不带单反。 这是在第一个山坡上看塔钦全景。 远处纳尼木尼脚下是鬼湖拉昂措。 远处冈仁的位置,依然乌云密布,向日葵色板官方期待走近的时候,他可以露出真容。 吴的步履艰难,每次问他,都说喘得很辛苦,想想明天的高度,要到5100,还是加油吧。 内转经道上真是人烟稀少,偶尔会有摩托或者卡车经过,时不时还会有些转山狗。 石头上鲜艳的苔藓 与山融为一体的江扎寺。([]
序: 今年六月间,我攀登了阿拉斯加山脉的主峰麦金利。海拔6193米的北美第一高峰麦金利,位于北极圈附近,气候恶劣,虽然海拔并不高,但攀登的相对高度却超过珠峰,被称为登山家的坟墓,历史上有很多著名登山家在此殒落。麦金利可以说是我所攀登过的山峰最美的一座了,整个攀登期间,共拍了六千多幅照片。 在整理相片时,攀登的情形不时再现,有时,心绪深深陷入在对某张相片的记忆里不能自拔,或悲或喜,宛如第二次攀登。照片本身我不喜欢裁剪或者过度PS,这样能尽量保持原状态。文字虽称诗,但谈不上是诗,最多只是一点心情,望与朋友们分享,更望指教,谢谢~ 另说明:1、此贴不是游记,详细游记《路的尽头》正在写作中,希望能在年底完成,呈现给喜欢的朋友们。2、不是按时间顺序写的,前后秩序有些乱,抱歉~ 今年夏季攀登期间,法国和比利时两个登山家先后在滑坠而亡,痛惜并仅以此贴怀念。死亡,对所有登山者来说,都是必须要学会面对的课。同时,这种死亡也被赋予了另外一种悲壮的美,像一阵鼓声敲打着登山者的灵魂。对于登山者来说,雪山如同永恒的情人,爱有多远,路就有多远~从C3到C4攀登中,遇到刚刚从山上撤下来的登山者,脸上挂满冰碴,沧桑的样子特别悲壮。因为那一阵天气特别不好,得知有的队在山上已经等待了二十九天,还没能登顶,另有两个队员已经滑坠遇难,对所有没能登顶的队员我都心生慈悲,每每遇到他们,都会在心里向失败的登顶者致敬。从C2到C3攀登十分累人,每个人除了自己装备外,还要分摊公用物资,拖着雪橇在漫长而松软的雪上行走,极其艰难。可当我行进到这里,看到队友像狗一样爬行时的悲壮,在这种光与影的氛围中,突然因为卑微而感到做为人的幸运。在那个傍晚,没有黑夜(在这个季节,麦金利只有白天),只有无畏,只有一颗狮子般勇敢的心。快到C3营地时,当一个国外登山者孤独的剪影呈现在我镜头里时,那种温暖的感觉让我想起小时候的家。谢谢母亲。那天下午,在C3营地的帐篷里,我一直看着这哥俩在雪坡上吃力地爬着,雪坡和人都是那样的干净,他们干净的样子让我感动,难以描述,其实,山与人应该可以交融,人本就是自然的一部分~从C3到C4攀登途中,路过这个风口,遭遇强风暴。此前,法国登山家就是在此滑坠的~ 在这里,风暴如此之大,吹得雪坡都起了波痕,让人无法行走,就是站都站不稳,等了一个多小时,风仍不见小,只得再一步步胆战心惊地下撤。从海拔五千多米的山上向下看去,山下一如白色海洋,无声的波涛拍打着堤岸,宛如一曲安魂的歌,听着时,心,无限悲壮~即使远在北极圈附近的麦金利山,人类生活对环境的影响依然明显,雪线也在一天天的消退,让人揪心也让人悲伤。如果连麦金利的雪都消逝了,人类的命运也就开始了倒计时~对山我一直心存敬畏,却一直没有过害怕。我喜欢那种融入和被融入的感觉,虽然前面充满不可预知,但也正因为如此,吸引着我。有时候,你迈出了一步,就会看到另一种人生~有时,走在雪山上,雪山厚重、无言的样子,让我常想起已经离去的父亲,想着小时候,他背我上医院看病的情景。我尝试着与父亲对话,减轻我攀登过程中的疲惫、苦难和恐惧感,更想让他知道我对他的思念。 坐在飞往大本营的小飞机上俯瞰阿拉斯加原生态立体风景,湖畔、草原,白云、群山层次分明,高大的麦金利山巅直入云宵,大地上的一切摄人心魄。看到群山,就想到了一辈子都在山中行走着的父亲。父亲从部队甫转业地方,就被打成了右派。父亲二十年右派最初的生涯是在地质勘探队里挖了几年的槽井中度过的,并落下了矽肺病,最终死于矽肺病引起的哮喘。父亲是个热爱大自然的人,棋琴棋书画无所不通,却生不逢时,郁郁而终。每每看到好的风景,或者登上了山,都想告诉父亲,但,也只能等到来日了。谢谢生我培养我的父亲,一生从没说过一句谎话的父亲!对我来说,对登山的热爱早已超过了对死亡的恐惧,但登山过程中,对那些离去者还是充满了痛惜,对生命本身还是充满悲悯~挑选这幅照片时,恍如一下又回到了当时。那天登顶下撤的过程异常艰难,最后走到大本营时,我双脚一共起了8个大水泡。行进中,袜子和血水粘在一起,每步都疼痛着。现在看着照片,已经不再疼痛,只有梦境般的雄壮和冷~那天沐浴在这样的阳光下,看着雪坡上的那人在蓝色阴影中一点点移动的身形,清风中,细碎的雪花在阳光中轻舞,一切如此美好。然而,人世很短、生命无常,这是无奈,也正是向日葵色板官方要珍惜当下的缘由呀~在雪坡上俯瞰海拔4300米的C4营地,小路上,一个人正在往回走着,还有三三二二的人正在帐篷外晒着太阳聊着天,有的要继续向上攀登,有的则是要下去了,但他们悠闲的样子,轻松、自在。有时候,当你看着这样美丽而清新的营地,就像看着自己曾经呆过的乡村,就像面对才见又要与之分别的情人~一夜大雪覆盖了C3营地,第二天上午的天空中,还在飘着细细的雪,看着眼前的一切,心中一片宁静,有很多的话想要说出来~在四号营地附近,有一个叫着“世界边缘”的地方,举目望去,悲凉的感觉没有尽头,整个时空仿佛都充满着深深的母爱~~这张照片上的文字是在中秋前夕写的,这个世上,我最愧对的,就是我的双亲了。我还没能好好孝顺他们,他们就走了。我经常在梦里梦到他们,每次醒来,枕头边都是湿的。在这里愿意天下所有活着的父母健康快乐~攀登雪山,走累的时候,就想睡觉,那是极度疲惫和高反的表现。看到前面的兄弟走的摇摇晃晃的样子,却无法帮助到他。在山上,一切只能靠自己~一些人走了,一些人却永远留下在了山上。有一些悲伤是短暂的,有些悲伤却很久远。在这个世上,正是因为悲伤,才使我们更加性情,才更懂得珍惜~风暴如此猛烈,横向穿过来,想将向日葵色板官方吹下山去。只有用这种姿势才能站稳,其实说不怕是假的,恐惧的感觉很冷~一场雪,突然而起,不是来自天上,而是从山坡下被风倒灌,吹得人像腾云驾雾一般,冰冷,站都站不稳,人类的渺小和无奈,人类的坚强都在这幅画里了~登山的风险无处不在,每个登山的人都明白,但还是来了,他们登的山,也是自己的梦。登山的时候,他们都是自己心中的山~快到C3营地的最后一个大雪坡,人类的渺小和伟大都在这样背景的映衬下呈现出来了,让我震撼无比。傍晚,两座雪山像两位端坐的老人,冷眼旁观着人世间的一切,冷眼旁观着登山者的一切,几千万年了,他们都是这样端坐着。看懂的人,能感受到他们那晚的慈祥。攻顶成功,下撤到海拔C5营地,晚上一轮明月又大又亮,与太阳余晖共存于长空。看到站在营地崖际间的老罗正在拍摄,面对此景,亲人和家乡的样子也越来越清晰,像流水不息~那天午夜,我目睹了一次太阳落下和太阳升起的过程,我经历了一次阳光将无数星星撒落在雪坡上的震撼。但这里的天空越美,就越让我想着纯朴的家乡——马鞍山~([
最遥远的背影 ----狼塔C+V线徒步日志 文/图苏格拉底麦穗 注:如果只想浏览主贴,请先点击“只看该作者”即可浏览连续主帖。 注:如果只想浏览主贴,请先点击“只看该作者”即可浏览连续主帖。 注:如果只想浏览主贴,请先点击“只看该作者”即可浏览连续主帖。狼塔来历: 狼塔之路是穿越北天山最为漫长和危险的徒步线路。它起始于位于北疆昌吉回族自治州的呼图壁河大峡谷,由北向南翻越五座近4000米的达坂后到达南疆巴音郭楞蒙古自治州的和静县巴伦台,全程徒步距离约120公里。呼图壁河发源于河源峰,在当地哈萨克语中,河源峰被称为狼塔,意为有群狼守护的塔山。河源峰海拔高度5290米,山势陡峭,型如尖塔。狼塔C线正是穿越这一地区的一条高危徒步线路。狼塔C线穿越需要翻越冰山隘口、横渡激流、行走空中栈道、穿越草原、森林…风景绝美而又惊险刺激、集巍峨壮美的天山风光之大成。在新疆户外,狼塔C线被评为难度和风景最高的8级,是目前已知的最艰苦的徒步线路之一。在后山一百多公里的无人区里,森林茂密、遮天蔽日;奇花异草、闻所未闻。这里是狼、棕熊、雪豹、野猪、北山羊、盘羊、雪鸡等野生动物的乐园,更是富有探险精神的山友们的向往之地。线路简介:新疆北天山狼塔C+V徒步重装穿越新疆昌吉市(起点)--呼图壁白杨沟煤矿--白杨沟达坂—-台普希马克河--库勒阿特腾阿苏达坂----尔特兰塔河----蒙特开曾达坂----哈拉哈提达坂----古仁郭勒村----乌兰达坂----夏热达坂----绿湖----乌拉布图达坂----天格尔达坂----头屯河峡谷——乔楞格尔达坂----农大林场----昌吉市(终点)活动日期:2013年9月24日09时----10月4日16时领队:(新疆)清风(C线)(新疆)树OO(V线)(新疆)豆浆(V线) 队员简介(C+V报名队友): 封子(女浙江杭州)米诺克斯(江苏苏州)小伍(河南郑州)笨鸟(广东东莞)一休他哥(上海)苏格拉底麦穗(山东烟台) 序向天山深处的狼塔致敬 当我站在白杨沟达坂的垭口上,贪婪地向天山深处远眺,历经数百万年岁月形成的苍凉地貌,浩瀚壮阔,恍若风雷激荡,浩浩汤汤﹑奔涌而来......举头仰望,变幻诡谲的云朵,在湛蓝的天幕中,舒展着变幻多姿的风情,令人心醉神迷。灿烂千阳下,我结识了众多如我一样酷爱户外探险的朋友----他们或只身独行,或结伴而来,把动魄惊魂的淋漓汗水,撒在了这片遍布孤寂的大地上﹔把刻骨铭心的跋涉经历,化为人生记忆的底片,精心珍藏。 有人说,如果你爱一个人,带他(她)走狼塔吧,因为这里有天堂般的绝佳风景;如果你恨一个人,带他(她)走狼塔吧,因为这里有炼狱般的艰难行走......其实,天堂炼狱也好,情仇爱恨也罢,在我看来,一个人只要喜爱户外,或多或少都会在梦境中与狼塔结缘;一个人只要热衷探险,或早或晚都会行进在这条线路上----不管您是新疆本地人,还是来自遥远的国度 。雪峰千岁,白云万代,狼塔因你我到来而生机勃发;向日葵色板官方因穿越经历而悲欣交集...... 说狼塔是一条风景独好的经典户外线路,绝不是溢美夸张之辞。尔特兰塔河的冰冷刺骨,长空栈道的横切峭壁,河源主峰的直刺苍穹,库拉阿苏腾阿苏达坂的漫卷长风,绿湖湖畔的风轻云淡,哪一处不是狼塔线路的精彩华章?群山之巅的怒放雪莲,乌兰达坂的离离原草,沉静挺拔的雪岭云杉 ,高山植被的花团锦簇,天格尔峰的冰清玉洁,哪一点不是天山的浓情馈赠? 大自然的风光旖旎,尽收眼底,内心的点滴感悟也一样历历在目......一路走来,我收获了永志难忘的生死之交----中途小憩时的一杯热茶一个苹果,风雪漫天时的一句关爱叮咛,足以拉近几天前还是素不相识的队友间的心理距离;惊险路段的一次友善援手,愁云惨雾中的一回守候,慢慢褪去了每个人在都市里为了打拼生存蒙在脸上的种种面具……一种无法名状的力量在悄无声息地击中每个人的软肋,这正是当下社会中失散已久,可望不可即的无价真情!在这条交替着绝望希望,更迭着秀美蛮荒,弥散着英豪气息的雄关漫道上,残阳如血、乱云飞渡、骏马飞驰、金鹰翱翔。----这是天地间最宏大的舞台。远离尘世喧嚣,在不断行走中沉淀灵魂的你我,正是剧中的主角! 本来静默无声的狼塔线路,缘何在短短几年内声名鹊起,吸引海内外的驴友纷至沓来,一路行摄,激扬文字?是因为天时、地利、人和。狼塔虽处天山,交通却并不闭塞;呼图壁、和静县民风淳朴;户外领队大度豪迈,真诚坦荡,敢于担当,这已经积淀为这条线路的一种文化!热情、开朗、勇敢、善良----正是这样的领队人格魅力,留住了山南海北“狼塔迷”的心。 狼塔是户外探险爱好者心驰神往的线路,还在于旅途中渗透了人性中最朴素的追求----对生活的热爱,对绝美景致的不懈追寻,对艰难险阻的奋勇攻克,对友情的倍加珍视......这种精神底蕴,仿佛台普希马克河的湍急涡流,甘甜清冽,奔涌不息;仿佛根植在脑海深处的一粒种子,花开叶散,馥郁芬芳...... 我不是新疆人,但我对有“户外天堂”美誉之称的新疆山水情有独钟。如果把狼塔线路比作一位身在远方的老友,这位朋友神情冷峻﹑目光深沉﹑胸怀博大﹑背影伟岸。在路上,我和你,曾经挥汗如雨,曾经爱恨交加,曾经仰天长啸,他都在天山深处默默看在眼里----我在天格尔达坂静思,我在尔特兰塔河谷冥想,我在绿湖晨曦中泪涌,我在夏热牧场暮色里自语......很遗憾,十年前,我无缘结识狼塔线路的开拓者王铁男与杨春风,与他们同闯天山路;很幸运,十年后,我没有错过狼塔C+V,追随后来探险者的坚实背影,紧跟他们的稳健步履,感受铿锵心跳,并肩走过浩荡澎湃的户外岁月! 狼塔,你敞开怀抱融化了我,你轻捻指尖揉碎了我,你鼓动风云卷走了我,你掀起波澜淹没了我...... 一路行进,我感叹着脚下的蜿蜒长路,穿行湮没在达坂河谷的碎石深处;一路行进,我遥望着天边的暮云晓月,行者的决心与气概在胸膛燃烧;一路行进,我凝视着烟云蒸腾的雪域群峰,真切无言的心声一次次在心底难以阻遏地奔涌...... 再回首,狼塔线路不仅仅是一次对户外行者体能和经验的检阅,更是对人生态度和心理的审视与锤炼!狼塔线路,绝不是一条坦荡如砥的通天大道,而是一段跌宕起伏,坎坷崎岖的二百公里暴虐山路。那高耸陡峭的雪峰达坂,那寒彻冰冷的激流,依然时常在我的梦境中浮现......十一个跋山涉水,追风饮尘的日日夜夜啊!即使进入人生暮年,我依然回味不尽你的光荣与梦想,由衷感叹你的壮怀挚情。我可能忘记一路走来的山川地名,可能忘记每一次艰苦登攀的细枝末节,但挑战自我、命悬一线的拼搏挣扎将永志于心! 坦率地说,一次户外深度探险并不能彻底改变个体生命当下生存发展轨迹的既有走向,但,艰难跋涉之后的深刻感怀,却能够改变一个人的生活态度。晨曦朝阳里,走在路上,我破茧成蝶,展翅欲飞......已经成为过往的狼塔C+V线路的成功穿越,必将化作一枚明镜,永远照耀着我的灵魂!狼塔,你把背影留给了我,我却把自己留给了你。 冲破苦难,拥抱凯旋。----人生无处不登山…… 是为序。向天山深处的狼塔致敬! 第一章 身未动,心已远。 又见中秋。胶东地区,夜色澄澈。明月似一道孤独盛宴在天宇中恭候着我的赴会。不知从何时起,我发自内心地躲闪着一些中国传统节日的莅临。中国人用富有特色的发散思维把包括亲情在内的各种正常,非正常人际交往装进了大同小异的节日“箩筐”,在一种拉拉扯扯﹑眉来眼去﹑颔首不语中,中秋节早就失去了固有的静穆深沉,转而变得喧哗热闹起来。用十岁儿子的话说,“现在八月十五,谁还吃月饼啊!” 我在家中独自做着出征狼塔前最后的打点,虽然硕大的行囊事先已经被拆装了N次。----本是一个做事循规蹈矩的理工男,我甚至为了此次出行画了好几回的定置管理图。 上午,宋老师领着儿子回娘家过节了。多年的夫妻,已经让此时所有的叮咛变得多余,虽然她发自内心地不理解我的这次出行。送走娘俩,按照往常一样,我照旧不依不饶地在跑步机,健身器材上保质保量地自虐了一回!筋疲力尽后,我站在浴室喷头下,大口大口喘着粗气,回念父母亲此刻在身处他乡的小弟家中团聚,陡然生出几分孤单情绪。索性放开水阀,泪水﹑汗水一并簌簌流下,我知道,一年的“大考”,终于近在眼前,狼塔,我来了! 节日的车站冷冷清清,还是有好事者嗅出了我的行装诡异,主动走上前来,不咸不淡地东拉西扯。和几天前送行的好友一样,路人感言,兄弟,从黄海之滨烟台到西域边陲,迢迢万里,太远了吧?我莞尔一笑,心头暗想,远的不是新疆,而是说和做之间的距离!月光下,前方路基上的铁轨明灭着一道道清幽的光芒,恰似妻子临出家门时,回望我的深情一瞥。宋祖英演唱的《望月》陡然在心头响起……望着月亮的时候常常想起你望着你的时候就想起月亮世界上最美最美的是月亮比月亮更美更美的是你没有你的日子里我常常望着月亮那溶溶的月色就像你的脸庞月亮抚慰抚慰着我的心我的泪水浸湿了月光月亮在天上我在地上就像你在海角我在天涯月亮升的再高也高不过天你走的多么远也走不出我的思念 第二章 济南1085次列车的故事 非常感谢不知名的车站工作人员七手八脚地帮我把随身携带的大宗物资送进了卧铺车厢。不大的行李架顿时堆满了我的“宝贝”。待我安排消停,列车也徐徐启动了。我像只累趴下的蛤蟆一样,迅速进入了梦乡。 一夜无语。再次睁开眼睛时,车内弥漫着一股好闻的胭脂气味。下铺的两位回家过节的女大学生一边补着淡妆,一边指点着我的装备。济南到了! 经过反复斟酌,我决定在济南把物资减负。一个电话果断通知驻济警官接待站的好友分享了我本来要带到新疆的土特向日葵视频色版下载。晃晃悠悠地挪出站台,我立刻融化在喧嚣鼎沸的人流之中。 永和豆浆是我早餐的首选。刚刚落座,一位略显丰满的女生身着户外装,大大方方地走了过来,“你好,欢迎来到济南!大哥,您这是要去……?”我局促不安地起立示好,嗫嚅地挤出了两个字“狼塔”。女生来了兴致,眼神中放出了敬意的神采,自我介绍说,“我刚刚从墨脱线出来,敢走狼塔的可都是真汉子啊!大哥,祝你成功。”我心里涌上了一股羞赧之情,暗暗说道,什么汉子啊,哥是留级生,去年被劝退白杨沟达坂的熊样,你是没见过。 吃饱喝足,终于有了兴致扫视站台内外的景致。屈指算来,我这个从巴山蜀水深处走出的异乡人,在齐鲁大地生活,工作即将廿载。今天的济南,早已脱去了印象中内陆都市的羞涩内向,难觅昔日“四面荷花三面柳,一城山色半城湖”的旧城风貌。无孔不入的商品经济,已让这座中国东部省会城市换了容颜,不再朴实敦厚得像城墙一般寡言少语。([]
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