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谢永宇《最后的藏地：甘青川大环线》 序2007年，随着一篇帖子误打误撞地进入了川西的藏区后，在接下去的几年，藏地，就像魔咒般地吸引着我。我和我的兄弟，因此，有了藏地五年计划。今年，是我们行游藏地的第五年，也是藏地五年计划的最后一年。五年来，我们很幸运，也很执著：07年，我们第一次来到了藏区。我们惊艳于新都桥的光影和八美的柔情；而穿越四姑娘让我们第一次有了驴的感觉。08年，贡嘎的壮美、剪子弯的高原草甸、外星球般的海子山、仙乃日的威严、雨崩的神秘和一妻多夫以及雨崩小学的张老师和十个小时的的梅里穿越，更给我烙下了深刻的印象。09年，我们终于走了川藏南线。跨过金沙江，真正来到了西藏。来古冰川、米堆冰川、嘎瓦龙雪山和天池。。。无不让我深深怀念！10年，21天，我们完成了阿里大环线的穿越。珠峰的夕照和普兰的宁静；玛旁雍措的深邃和拉昴措的诡异；古格的神秘和东嘎皮央遗址的凄凉；扎达的壮观和天堂般的文布；色林措的欢乐和仓姑寺的详和；以及一路相伴的藏野驴、藏羚羊、差点因高发下撤而割袍断义的兄弟和我的队友组成了我10年最美好的回忆。2011年，藏地五年计划的最后一年，我们走进了甘青川。。。 目录一、序二、出发前的纠结三、穿越夹金山四、西索民居和土司官寨五、关于马尔康的阿来和其它六、太阳河峡谷劳作的藏族小孩七、邂逅马尔康看花节八、色达：经幡扬起的是一颗宁静的心九、年龙寺：探访闭关修行的年龙上师仁波切十、班玛：天葬台、江日堂寺和非诚勿拢的刘婷婷十一、白玉寺：拜访著名的传奇人物----“年宝玉则的观鸟喇嘛”扎西桑俄十二、年宝玉则：僧人的笑容十三、放花无语对玛卿----穿越阿尼玛卿纪实十四、玛多：黄河之水天上来十五、走向共和十六、青海湖：不要问我从哪里来十七、大美祈连：卓尔山十八、阿柔大寺：最帅气喇嘛和可爱的藏民十九、门源：一片金色向着党 二十、西宁--合作：多民族聚集的和谐走廊二十一、扎尕那：遗世独立的非著名山峰 二十二、郎木寺：天葬台的诱惑二十三、红原：千回百转的黄河第一湾二十四、汶川：不能忘却的纪念二十五、结束语 二、出发前的纠结是甘川青还是川青甘？这是个问。时间进入到五月，10年同行阿里的队友开始活跃起来。西湖和本色不断邀约加入他们甘川青的队伍；我也开始谋划我的11年行程，但皆因种种不确定性没有允诺队友。首先是兄弟的不确定性，达华云里雾里，不置可否；另外一个刚加盟的小兄弟（耗子）想玩回大环线自驾；而我自己确定不了具体出发的时间。再者，今年，我必须得去色达。而西湖本色的队伍走的是甘-川-青，他们放弃了色达。而放弃色达是我不能容忍的。就这样，和原来阿里的队友失之交臂，以致于11年的行程只有风景，没有了风情；只有色彩，没有了精彩；只有英雄，没有了故事。五千公里的旷野，只有三个年近不惑的孤独的男人在自我装酷却无人欣赏。。。苏说，他就像旷野里的那只藏原羊一样孤独，只好不断地把白屁股炫耀以期待少许的目光。七月初，达华正式告知将携妻儿自驾；汶川突至暴雨和泥石流交通中断；而我家阁楼露台上的紫藤却突然枯萎。。。这无疑不是出发前的好兆头。耗子在暴雨、泥石流和枯萎的紫藤以及我们的七嘴八舌下终于决定放弃自驾。至此，我们终于决定七月初从成都出发。后来得知，本色当上了队长，拉起了原来阿里的队伍，过起了万花丛中一点绿的滋润日子；茗禅冒充强驴骗取信任穿越了贡嘎，留给我们的是嫉妒和羡慕；达华最终携妻带子自驾弃我们而去。。。七月，阿里英雄终于各自在路上。 三、穿越夹金山夹金山，并不是我们计划中的行程。汶川线的暴雨和泥石流让我们被迫放弃了原来的线路，我们只能绕道夹金山。夹金山，是一座英雄的山。夹金山位于四川省阿坝藏族羌族自治州小金县南部，与著名的四姑娘山风景区毗邻，距成都250公里。夹金山也是当年中国工农红军一方面军万里长征与红四方面胜利会师的地方。夹金山从此载入中国革命历史的光荣史。2011年的7月，是红色的7月。我们的行程就从这红色的夹金山开始了。夹金山垭口 红军达维会师1935年6月，中国工农红军第一方面军翻越夹金山与红四方面军在四川省阿坝州小金县达维乡正式会师。如今，达维会师已成为一处重温红色记忆的旅游景点。70年后，这里也成了一个旅游胜地。这里，也是世界第一只大熊猫的科学发现地，尽管我们没有发现大熊猫。 傍晚的夹金山沐浴在夕阳中。夏日的夹金山却犹如沐浴在秋色之中，傍晚时分的一缕夕阳打在藏居上。当年的红军，也许无暇这样的风景。 四、西索民居和土司官寨傍晚，我们终于抵达马尔康郊外的西索民居和卓克基土司官寨。西索民居卓克基土司官寨西索民居独具嘉绒藏族特色，保持了嘉绒先民“垒石为室”的传统建筑风格，寨子鳞次栉比、错落有致，远目望去犹如一座壁垒森严的古堡。整个民居从远处鸟瞰，便会惊奇地发现西索藏寨酷似藏族八宝图案中的“花依”图案(状如“中华结”，代表释伽牟尼的心)，寨子中直来竖往、弯来拐去的青石板小道，把图案的线条展现的非常清晰。 藏寨全是三层石楼，底层饲养牲畜，第二层是厨房和住宿，三层是经堂和客房。民居建筑形如碉状，也称碉楼。房屋四周的墙体均用片石砌成,用黄泥粘合。墙体厚达1米,采用内直外收的砌法, 工匠们仅凭经验，砌出的石墙如刀切豆腐般整齐，棱角锐利，上窄下宽，整个墙体处于抗压状态,成为建筑的承重主体。加之内部木结构横梁的互相支撑拉合,整个建筑下大上小、重心向内、稳定性强。到最高处，碉楼四角顺势形成角锋，造成一种气势，最高处的石墙边缘加厚，避免墙表的平面化，增强立体感。房顶一分为二，前半部分为平顶，三面砌成矮墙；后半部分形成斜山式，覆盖石板或瓦。每层楼的窗户都外小内大，窗框很讲究，用上了雕刻、绘画、上彩等技巧，民族特色很浓。这种碉楼不仅冬暖夏凉，而且建筑艺术独特，审美价值高，就像一件件珍贵的艺术品。卓克基土司官寨位于距马尔康县城7公里的卓克基镇西索村。官寨依山而建，坐北朝南，被国际友人赞誉为“东方建筑史上的一颗明珠”。官寨始建于1918年清朝乾隆年间，为四层碉房，1936年毁于大火，1938年----1940年，土司索观赢组织人力进行重建。1935年7月，毛泽东同志及中央机关长征途中曾在官寨住宿一周。1988年，卓克基官寨被国务院列为第三批国家重点文物保护单位。卓克基土司官寨有着重要的历史文化以及丰富的旅游资源。 五、关于马尔康的阿来和其它值得说一句的是，马尔康是著名藏族作家阿来的家乡。阿来：1959年出生于马尔康，毕业于马尔康师范学校。2009年3月，阿来当选为四川省作协主席，现兼任中国作协副主席。从1994年《尘埃落定》写出至1998年出版其间，阿来由阿坝州一家杂志转辗到四川成都《科幻世界》由编辑到总编辑社长，《科幻世界》在阿来手里由一本杂志变为五六种，成为世界上发行量最大的科幻类杂志。数百万读者期待读到阿来新作。来之前，我不知道，马尔康就是阿来的家乡。在西索民居时，我的司机师傅轻轻说了一句：这就是阿来居住过的地方，小说《尘埃落定》的故事就发生在这里。轻描淡写的一句话，却触动了我的内心。阿来是我喜欢的一位作家。《尘埃落定》就是他的代表作，曾获得第五届茅盾文学奖。我喜欢的倒不是他的《尘埃落定》，而是他对西藏土地深沉的爱和对西藏发展自己独立的见解。虽然，我没看过他写的《格萨尔王》，但我欣赏他写《格萨尔王》的勇气和毅力。我有一本阿来的文集《看见》。在文中，阿来说：看哪，落定的尘埃又微微泛起，山间的大路上，细小的石英沙尘在阳光下闪烁出耀眼的光芒，在茫茫宇宙中漂浮不定。唉，一路都是落不定的尘埃！写完《格萨尔王》后，阿来说：王啊，今天我要把你的故事还给你，我要走出你的故事了。这是一个小说家的宿命，从一个故事向另一个故事漂泊。当一些所谓的有识之士忧虑于青藏铁路的建设时，阿来所说的话让我赞叹，他不同流和盲从于“有识之士”。阿来说：如果说，这条铁路的建成，对建设者是一个胜利，而对这条铁路经过的高原，对这条铁路所冲击的古老文化，对当地政府和老百姓，这到底是一个天降的福音，还是一个巨大的考验，全赖于面临这样一个新的机遇的人们有没有准备好去迎接挑战。我讨厌于一些看法。诸如，西藏的高原上架设高压线破坏景观；西藏的腹地通公路影响生态；西藏铁路和机场的建设是对环境和西藏文化的破坏。。。诸如此类，等等等等。当我们手拿IPAD，喝着咖啡，畅游在信息高速公路上时，我们有什么权力让西藏人民永远手持转筒匍匐着转经呢？五年了，当我周游在藏地时，更多看到的只是游客们猎奇的眼光和浅薄的认识，他们讨厌藏民用手机、讨厌藏民开着摩托车放牧；他们希望的西藏永远是原始、原始、再原始；他们希望把西藏割裂于现代文明之外。。。古老和现代的冲突是一个永恒的话。我崇拜甚至是膜拜西藏悠久的文化和宗教，但我也不排斥他们对现代文明和现代化的选择，我相信，这不是西藏人民的“被选择”。只是，在这种选择之前，正如阿来所说的，“全赖于面临这样一个新的机遇的人们有没有准备好去迎接挑战”。我想，在现代化、现代文明和西藏古老的历史、文化、宗教冲突中，我们不要做非此即彼的选择，我们所要关注的是，如何去寻找冲突间的结合点，以期待让西藏古老文化和宗教在现代文明前更加熠熠生辉，以期待西藏的环境在现代化面前妥善地予以保护。这才是真正考验政府和百姓的智慧。感谢阿来，祝福西藏。 六、太阳河峡谷劳作的藏族小孩这一天，除了色达五明佛学院让我震撼之外，就是这在田间劳作的藏族小孩的眼睛和笑容。 从清晨的马尔康醒来，昨晚的灯火辉煌已遗留在睡梦中。马尔康县城位于山谷之间，海拔并不高，只有2700米。县城规划整齐，湍急的索磨河穿城而过。清晨的马尔康夜幕下的马尔康霓虹闪烁，光影迷离。 在藏语里，马尔康的意思就是灯火旺盛的地方，据说此命名来至一位得道高僧。在藏地，这样的高僧往往又是伟大的预言家。今天，预言再次成真。我们沿着大渡河的上游---太阳河峡谷前行。山涧，雾气升腾。大渡河咆哮东去，雨后的太阳河峡谷清新诡异。晨雾中的藏居很是抢眼，早起的藏民已走向田间地头。 藏居、碉楼、高压塔。虽然，高压电线塔很不应景，但我希望大家更多的是看到它给西藏人民带来的光明而给以包容。有一种风景，她遗世独立。有一种力量，她坚如磐石。 有一种行走，叫做虔诚。也有一种行走，叫做造作。中午，我们来到了壤塘县大伊里村。这一路，最吸引我们的就是藏式民居。 这一带的藏式民居三楼均以柳条编制而成，上宽下窄，俨然穿上铠甲的将士。 就在这样的环境里日出而作，繁衍生息。大伊里乡其实是个重点扶持的富裕乡。对口帮扶让他们过上了现代生活。在这红色的七月，需常怀感恩之心。大伊里乡瓜果青翠，花香四溢。([]
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赖怡云此篇文章入围 2011 Gregory美国户外寻根之旅 ,欢迎大家观赏！老山羊独身走越南 ——感受浴火凤凰的那一份祥和、安宁与美丽特别说明 各位朋友：因为论坛不断改版，原来的照片都不显示了，本来想重新上传，可原来每层楼有多张照片，现在每层楼只允许上传三张，所以没办法补足。从下一页开始，已经看不到照片。为了让喜欢我游记的朋友能够继续欣赏，我已经把原帖压缩成压缩文件上传到百度网盘中，只要下载后解压缩就可以在自己的电脑上慢慢欣赏。下载地址是：https//pan.baidu.com/s/1VT30tecjywXoKvYWHa0tag提取码：YNYJ 越南，如同一个远离尘嚣、背负巨大历史创痛的妇人，表情宁静贤淑，眉梢眼角流淌着淡淡的忧伤，举手投足间，却又不失曾经沧海的风情。越南是看风景的天堂，在它长长的“S”形国土上，随着纬度的变化，历历呈现迥然各异的个性与风韵。这里的人民质朴热情，这里的物产丰饶，曾经饱经战火的越南以其独到而内敛的魅力，重又脱胎换骨，成为今天的传奇。 ——8264tigerson-虎崽 一直想去越南看看，首先是因为我们这个年龄的人或许都有着某种难以言说的越南情结：我出生时，越南刚刚赶走了法国殖民者，我刚刚懂事，美国就发动了全面的侵越战争，在我最初的记忆中：当时的越南领导人胡志明和中国领导人毛-泽-东、周恩来就是铁哥们，而当时两个国家的关系那是比铁哥们还要铁。 按照毛-泽-东***的指示：七亿中国人民是越南人民的坚强后盾，辽阔的中国领土是越南人民的可靠后方。援越抗美成为中国人民政治生活中的重要事情。报纸上、电台中天天充斥着这个国家的战争消息。我们每个人都仿佛感受到，就是我们自己的亲生兄弟姐妹在那一片狭长的国土上与侵略者在进行着殊死搏斗。中国人民宁可自己饿着肚子也要支援越南人民的抗美斗争。 后来，亲如兄弟的胡志明、周恩来、毛-泽-东先后去世，在此期间，美国撤出了越南，中美关系开始正常化，越南统一……，没过几年，中越交恶，两个昔日亲如兄弟的**国家开始刀戎相见。一场有限战争断断续续打了十年。然后不打了，又开始和好，边关重新开放，互市贸易，边境清雷，很多中国人开始越过友谊关去探访那个不知道应当看成是朋友还是敌人的国家，看看这个长期关注的国家在经历百年战火后变成了什么样子——这些人中就有我的哥哥。 我哥哥上世纪90年代曾经两次去越南，他多次和我谈及在越南的所见所闻：下龙湾美丽的风光；河内漂亮的法国建筑，柔弱似水、坚韧如钢的越南姑娘，和中越两国两千年来剪不断，理还乱的复杂关系。 所有这些，都让我对这个邻国一直保持浓厚的兴趣。我早就想找机会踏上这一方国土，去亲眼看一看这个谜一样的国家。但一直到今年，这个愿望才得以实现。 今年的十一长假前后，我在越南呆了18天，从北到南，又从南到北，在下龙湾、顺化、会安、芽庄、大呖、美奈、西贡和河内都做了停留，亲身感受了这个经历了上世纪最长期最残酷战火硝烟的国家的浴火重生，亲自体验了那些历尽劫难后的人民的坚韧、善良和新生的年轻一代的美丽与热情，亲眼目睹了那一方热土上遍及城乡的美丽建筑和热带风情。所有这一切。都给我留下了极其深刻的印象。 这次出国旅游也颇有些小小的波折，一开始证日期就出了问，进入越南后在下龙湾就被宰了一刀，后来在去芽庄的车上和在西贡又两次被偷——真是有些祸不单行。不过我此行总体还是比较幸运：不仅一路上得到了许多人的热情帮助，而且老天爷也十分关照：在18天里，在尚在雨季的越南，我既没有遭受南亚的酷热，也几乎没有遭到恶劣的风雨天气，特别幸运的是在越南中部，我与在菲律宾、越南和老挝造成数百人死亡的强台风“凯萨娜”擦肩而过，幸运地躲过了一劫。 下面就把此次的经历向大家关心我的朋友们和广大驴友作详细汇报。 有位网名“流浪笨猪”的网友说到：一直很欣赏“读万卷书，行万里路”这句话，个人觉得行万里路更重要一些。如果你总在温暖的家里死读书，怎么能想像的出“野云万里无城郭，雨雪纷纷连大漠”是什么样子；“明月松间照，清泉石上流”是什么意境；“瀚海阑干百丈冰，愁云惨淡万里凝”是个什么景象。……要了解当地的民生和风土人情，就必须深入到民间去，在酒店和高级饭店里是看不见的。当然，有了丰富的知识储备，在旅行当中就是如虎添翼了。 对于“流浪笨猪”的观点，我相当赞成。过去，我曾经喜欢“读万卷书”，如今更喜欢“行万里路”。我特别喜欢那种在路上的感觉。近年来，我每年都要出一趟远门去旅游，今年，我把自己的远行目定在了越南。 8月初，我把自己的护照邮给在南宁的朋友小梁，请他在越南驻南宁领事馆替我办30天的旅游证。时间是从9月21日到10月20日。 现在，办越南的旅游证很方便，北京的越南大使馆和其驻广州和南宁的领事馆都可以办理。他们甚至为外地人提供了一种十分方便的服务，只要在网上下载相关表格填好，将表格、照片和有效期6个月以上的护照及相关费用寄过去，他们就可以在几个工作日后将好的护照通过快递邮寄给你。按说，有了这种服务，根本没必要再麻烦朋友。 可是，我从网友的经历中了解到：越南人办事经常马马虎虎，错日期、忘了盖章的事情时有发生，尽管这类事情的发生似乎是难以置信，但确实有人遇到了这样匪夷所思的事情。我不想自己摊上这样的倒楣事而耽误行程，所以宁可麻烦朋友，以求万一有问，能及时补救。好在我去越南会路过南宁，可以去朋友那里取好的护照。 尽管这种做法只是为了预防万一，这个万一还真的落到了我的头上。月底的时候，朋友来电话，跟我说，证下来了，但日期却成了9月1日到9月底，问我是否能提前出发？我告诉他，不行，我只能按原计划9月22日入境，9月底我不可能离开越南，必须改。打完电话，我心里暗骂越南领事馆办证的那个混蛋：不知道他那天吃错了哪味药，我证表上用黑体字打的那么清晰的日期他竟然能够看错。虽然朋友后来告诉我他找领事馆重新做了证。我还是很憋气，去越南一开始就出师不利，开门不顺。 虽然过去对越南多少有一些了解，可对于旅行来说，我的那一点点了解还仅仅是个皮毛。为了准备好这次的越南旅行，我认真看了许多网友的游记和网上的资料，突击学了几句越南话，还专门买了中国旅游出版社出版的《走遍全球》丛书中的《越南》。用过之后，我觉得这是一本很不错的旅游参考书，可算是一本背包族的旅行宝典，里面的内容很全面很详细又实用，不仅有对越南各旅游城市的景点介绍、旅游地图，还有不同档次的旅馆和美食及购物介绍。非常方便。 在经过了三个月的酝酿之后，9月18日，我踏上了前往越南的旅程。9月18日 沈阳出发，坐最便宜的车去济南 我的每一次旅行几乎都是从一张火车票开始的。我喜欢坐火车旅行，因为飞机虽然快捷方便，但那种点对点的空中飞跃总让我感到似乎缺少了某些环节。坐火车旅行可以让你更真实地感受，你的旅程是怎样一点点延伸，从你自己的城市最终到达目的地的。 我一向认为，旅游的魅力，不仅仅是体现在那些旅游地的风光景物中，更包含在整个过程的所有体验中，只要你有兴趣关注，你会发现很多有趣的事情。 18日晚上下班后，我回到家里，吃过晚饭，背起早已准备好的大包去沈阳北站。我要乘坐19点42分的火车先去济南，这趟车是从延吉开往青岛的1256次列车，因为在沈阳只是路过，所以没有买到卧铺票，其实这趟车在沈阳也不是没有卧铺，只是都让票贩子从后门倒走了。 一上车，好家伙，人山人海。车门口挤都挤不上去。看来大家都喜欢坐便宜车。 好不容易上了车，等开了车，我才开始一点点向车厢中间自己的座位移动，因为人太多，过道都被大包小包塞的满满的，移动每一步都十分费劲。好半天，我才移动到自己的57号座位坐下来。 原来上车前我还想，等上车后如果可能可以补一张卧铺票，这下子连动都不能动，想坐卧铺，看来根本没有希望了。没有卧铺，那就坐硬座，好在还有座号。坐一宿硬座也没什么了不起。我喜欢这种有刺激性的节目。过去读研究生时，因为很难买到卧铺，所以从沈阳和哈尔滨之间往返我总是乘坐硬板，有时候连座位都没有，不也是都挺过来了。还记得有一次从沈阳回哈尔滨，因为买的是无座票，人又很多，上车后挤在车厢里，动都不能动，脚下连两只脚都放不下，常常只能金鸡独立地一条腿着地，刚好因为急于上车，憋了一泡尿，原来想上车后再去厕所，这下子也甭想了。就这样一直站了近5个小时，到了长春，下了许多人，车厢才松快下来，赶快找个座坐下来，开车后又急忙去了趟厕所，一切方才OK。和那时比，现在有座坐，已经很不错了。 虽然现在年龄大了，和年轻时比不了，可偶尔熬夜坐一次硬板，我就觉得自己还像当年一样年轻和充满活力。 这趟车是沈阳到济南最便宜的一趟火车，硬座只要68元。省下钱正好到济南买烧鸡。 对面的一个穿白衣服的小女孩儿，是沈阳人，现在在山东大学读研究生，她毕业后工作了一年，然后又去读的研究生。关于毕业后去向，从工作自身考虑，她希望毕业留校当老师，而且山东大学本身也是很不错的的大学。可她不喜欢济南，觉得没有沈阳好，作为父母的独生女儿，她父母也希望她回沈阳工作。所以她很矛盾。这孩子长的娇小玲珑，很有亲和力，沟通能力很强，不一会儿就和同座的另外两个女孩子打得火热。 坐在白衣女孩旁边的是一个穿蓝衣服的小女孩儿，她也很有意思，其经历富有传奇色彩。她本来小学初中学习都很好，一直是班干部，还当过学习委员，可上初中时，迷上了乐器，再也不愿意读书，后来学拉二胡。初中没毕业十六七岁就下了海，跟着草台班子四处演出，在草台班子里，迷上了一个比她大7岁的吹萨克斯管的小帅哥，两个人开始谈恋爱，一谈就是6年，后来准备结婚。两个人经过多年打拼，很攒了一些钱，买了一套新房子，本来还准备买一辆汽车，可今年年初家在铁岭农村的老婆婆遇上了车祸，受了伤，她和男友回铁岭照顾受伤的婆婆，拿了很多钱给老婆婆治疗，老婆婆身体恢复后，他们俩又拿钱出来帮老婆婆翻盖了新房，这样孝顺懂事的儿媳妇真的是很难得，周围邻居们都夸老婆婆有福，老婆婆也非常得意。 现在是一切安排就绪，两个人方才离开铁岭。这女孩子年龄刚刚二十三岁，是典型的80后，看着她那样成熟，那样自信，那样孝顺，年纪轻轻就已经打拼出自己的一方事业天地和生存空间，我真是感到由衷地敬佩。联想到许许多多她的同龄人和一些年龄大她几岁的80后还在读书，还在为工作苦恼，还在靠老啃老，我真是感慨系之。 这女孩儿和我说，她的亲属中的哥哥姐姐们学习都很好，很多人都上了大学，春节回家时听他们讲述大学里丰富多彩的学习生活，她有时真的很羡慕。我和她说，其实真正值得羡慕的是她自己，能在这个年龄就自强自立，有如此丰富的人生阅历，这是更重要更宝贵的。23岁的孩子已经成熟自立，而她的同龄人还在依赖父母，这就是差距。人总是对没得到的东西更向往，其实，你向往的东西不一定是你真正需要的东西。 在她旁边穿豹皮花衣服的女孩儿是个90后，只有十七八岁，却长得人高马大。她打扮的有些轻浮，穿着超短裙，透明黑丝袜，带了很多假首饰，每个指甲都做了彩绘，一头染黄的的头发她说是花300多元一绺绺接起来的，初一看像个风尘女郎。不过一开口说话还是显露出一个十几岁女孩的单纯天真。 她家本来是甘肃那边，现在在青岛读书，是青岛一所大学的大二学生，人家给他介绍了一个在沈阳当兵的男朋友，这次是千里迢迢来会情郎。虽然甘肃是个贫困地区，可她家的情况似乎不错，所以这个女孩儿属于现在所说的那种”败家一族”，很善于花钱败家。和她同座的那个立事的女孩儿正好是相反的类型。不过听她的谈唠，这女孩儿人很善良，品质也不错。她身边的朋友都不看好他和沈阳当兵的这一段恋情，她却很认真。这次去看男朋友，彼此都很满意，临别时，男孩儿给她买了一大堆吃的东西，还把她送到车上。谈起对爱情的态度，与现在90后对很多事情不以为然的态度相反，她把爱情和承诺看得很重，表示既然有缘分到了一起，无论有什么困难坎坷和磨难都应当忠贞不渝，这种态度让我对这个看起来很轻浮的小女孩儿不由得刮目相看。9月19日 济南一日游 上午10点，火车顺利到达济南东站。济南正在下牛毛细雨。 在济南东站，我顺利地买到了当天晚上从青岛开来直达南宁的1336次的卧铺票。 车票到手，心里踏实。 现在是上午10点20分，火车晚上10点21分开，我在济南可以停留12个小时。 济南这个城市我在1980年暑期来过，那一次是去南京参加暑期培训班，路过济南市，我中途下车，匆匆在这个著名的泉城游览了一番，先后去了千佛山、大明湖和趵突泉。本来还想去博物馆看看，但那天是星期天，博物馆不开馆，就没去成。 这次来到泉城，第一站就是去山东省博物馆。 乘公共汽车来到博物馆，领了张票，正好11点，我要存包，博物馆的工作人员说中午他们休息，没人看包。所以我只好背着大包游览。 省博内容不是很多，展示方式也很单一，很令人失望。 博物馆本来应当是最吸引人的地方，可很奇怪，中国的很多省级博物馆——包括我们辽宁的博物馆，让人看起来都是兴味索然。 没办法，商品社会，人们更关注那些可以创利的地方，文化建设这玩意儿，不当吃，不当喝，光投入，不产出，没有人有兴趣大规模投入和建设。 但对一个民族，一个国家，文化的影响其实是最为深远，最为悠久的东西。不知道我们的城市管理者，什么时候才能有精力和兴趣在这些方面花一点心思，多一点投入。 看完了博物馆，在路边买了几个馒头，一面吃，一面看街景。 改革开放和经济发展给城市建设注入了活力，一座座高楼大厦拔地而起，所有省会城市大楼都是鳞次栉比，一个比一个高大宏伟，一个比一个豪华奢侈。 转了一会儿，我走进一个小巷里寻找家庭旅馆，虽然我今天不在济南停留，但昨天在车上没休息好，今天得找个钟点房休息一下。 济南的家庭旅馆很怪，条件很一般，却每晚要30元钱，休息一下要20元，无论如何不降价，走了几家都是如此，我也没兴趣再理论，在一家睡了两个小时，感觉好多了。 然后，把背包寄存到旅馆，出来继续逛泉城。 从旅馆的小巷出来就是泉城广场，泉城广场被称为济南市的“城市客厅”。很大很气派也很漂亮，据说是当年在山东任省委书记的吴官正倡导修建的。 不过我此时不想逛广场，我准备晚上再来这里慢慢观赏。 我感兴趣的是附近的舜井，这是泉城著名的七十二泉中的一个，据说很有点传奇色彩。 舜井所在的舜井街在泉城广场的东面，我来到广场的东侧，这里有一个大型的文化长廊，长廊内设有大舜、管仲、孔丘、孙武、墨翟、孟轲、诸葛亮、王羲之、贾思勰、李清照、戚继光、蒲松龄等12位山东名人的塑像。 齐鲁大地是中华文明昌盛之地，山东有这些文化名人撑腰，底气当然壮的很。 跨过广场东侧老城护城河上的一座漂亮的小桥，找到了舜井街，这里已经是一片瓦砾。在大楼环绕的一大片瓦砾中，我看到了古舜井和孤零零立在一边的舜井碑。 舜井有一个古老的传说：据古籍记载，大舜幼年时丧母，后母对他十分不好，自己生了儿子后就老想害死他。一次，后母和这个弟弟骗大舜到井下去淘井，然后落井下石，大舜幸得井下溶洞逃出，也因此发掘出一处甘泉，从此人称此井为舜井。 历史上舜井名气很大，曾列为金、明、清三代七十二名泉。有欧阳修作《舜泉诗》，苏轼书写立碑。曾巩赞曰：“山麓归耕谜故垄，井干余汲见飞泉。清涵广陌能成雨，冷侵平湖别有天。南狩一时成往事，重华千古似当年。更应此水无休歇，余泽人间世世传。” 舜井的井口一直挂着一条铁链，寓意“舜井锁蛟”。关于“舜井锁蛟”，也有一段古老传说。 相传大舜时代东海有一条“黑蛟”，名叫巫支祁。它朝思慕想要当天下首领，多次找舜提出要求被舜严厉拒绝。舜选大禹为首领。巫支祁怀恨在心，要报复舜，除掉禹。舜去世后，巫支祁全力以禹为敌。他令东海鱼鳖一起出动发大水，淹没村庄、淹没历山。大禹带领百姓日夜治水，曾三过家门而不入。他把无家可归的百姓转移到泰山、兴隆山、龙洞山上。大禹怀揣照妖镜，身带定海针，手挽降魔铁索，乘木伐在风浪中与巫支祁搏斗，他抛出降魔铁索，终于降伏了巫支祁，他把巫支祁锁在舜井里。巫支祁不甘心，瞪着两只怪眼问：“什么时候放我出来？”禹说：“等到铁树开花。” 过了若干年代，南山有一壮汉，砍了一担柴，挑到济南来卖，顺便到舜井看“黑蛟”。他不等放下柴担，就急忙往井里瞅，哪知这一瞅坏事了，猛听得“轰隆隆”、“哗啦啦”一阵响，一条“大黑蛟”从井里飞出，摇头摆尾直向东海飞去。 巫支祁怎么会跑呢？原来这个壮汉挑柴的扁担两头包着铁皮，砍的柴上，不光带有青青的叶子，还带着各种颜色的鲜花，巫支祁一看，认为是“铁树开花了”便挣断铁索飞出井外，逃回了东海。从此人们只看见舜井里有条铁索，却再也看不见“黑蛟”的踪影。 看过舜井，走出这片动迁场地。场地北面，就是省人大，著名的珍珠泉就在省人大院内。 我上次来济南，因为珍珠泉正在疏浚，没有看到，这次终于看到了。 这是一片很大的湖面，里面有很多锦鲤在游弋。岸边垂柳亭榭，确实很漂亮。可珍珠泉水汩汩涌出，气泡似珍珠的景象却没有看到。珍珠泉——已经名不副实。不过总算看到了。 从后门出省人大，转入曲水亭街，这是济南老城的著名古街。 老城街道自有其古色古韵，不过显得荒落破败。这些电线更煞风景。 拐角处有一个小摊，写着“济南名吃：欧阳油xuan”，看起来似乎不错，其实就是油饼，但做法有些特殊，以油和面，拉成条，裹入韭菜馅，团成剂子，擀成饼，先煎后烤。出炉后焦黄酥脆，香气扑鼻。 不过我现在不太饿，就继续前行。 小街尽头，就是泉城名胜大明湖，这里我30年前第一次来济南时游历过，“四面荷花三面柳，一城山色半城湖”的景象为我留下的印象颇深。 今天时间有限，我顾不上进去重游，就返身来到济南的小吃一条街——芙蓉街。 首先映入眼帘的是文庙，正在大规模重修。 芙蓉街因芙蓉泉而得名。济南网友风铃草这样介绍这条街和这个泉： 城中有条市井味道浓浓的老街,似乎让人能触摸到城市温厚的脉搏。行走于芙蓉街，便有种回归的温馨。即使我没有生于斯长于斯，但置其中，我这个“移民”同样感受到古朴的市井滋味所散发出的温情与生机。 芙蓉街是济南惟一一条明末清初时期形成的古商业街，它因街内有一芙蓉泉而得名。老街傍着繁华的泉城路，每每看了泉（街北有王府池子、大明湖；西有五龙潭、趵突泉；东有黑虎泉），逛了街，我总爱到这来享受美食，感受老街的风味。 还是风铃草这样写道： 老街因泉而得名，逛老街不看泉就少了感觉。 芙蓉泉位于芙蓉街69号居民院内，块石砌方尺，长10米，宽5米，深3米，池中间横跨一石桥，池北测立花岗石栏杆。清代诗人董芸曾寄居于此，并赋《芙蓉泉寓舍》诗云：老屋苍苔半亩居，石梁浮动上游鱼。一池新绿芙蓉水，矮几花阴坐著书。 可惜昔日的情景已无了，令人惜惋！ 在芙蓉街街口有一组雕塑，是根据刘鹗《老残游记》里的第二回：“历山山下古帝遗踪，明湖湖边美人绝唱”里的那个精彩的画面设计的。 刘鹗可算是文字大师，硬是用一段普通的文字把著名的梨花大鼓艺人王小玉那高超的唱法绝技描绘的入木三分，惟妙惟肖，声情并茂。那段描写堪与白居易《琵琶行》中对琵琶女弹琴的描述相媲美。那段文字是这样写的： “王小玉便启朱唇，发皓齿，唱了几句书儿。声音初不甚大，只觉入耳有说不出来的妙境：五脏六腑里，像熨斗熨过，无一处不伏贴；三万六千个毛孔，像吃了人参果，无一个毛孔不畅快。唱了十数句之后，渐渐的越唱越高，忽然拔了一个尖儿，像一线钢丝抛入天际，不禁暗暗叫绝。 哪知她于那极高的地方，尚能回环转折。几转之后，又高一层，接连有三四叠，节节高起。恍如由傲来峰西面攀登泰山的景象：初看傲来峰削壁干仞，以为上与天通；及至翻到傲来峰顶，才见扇子崖更在傲来峰上；及至翻到扇子崖，又见南天门更在扇子崖上：愈翻愈险，愈险愈奇。那王小玉唱到极高的三四叠后，陡然一落，又极力骋其千回百折的精神，如一条飞蛇在黄山三十六峰半中腰里盘旋穿插。顷刻之间，周匝数遍。从此以后，愈唱愈低，愈低愈细，那声音渐渐的就听不见了 … …” 据介绍：梨花大鼓也称山东大鼓，它风格朴实，富有浓郁的乡土气息；曲调高昂，说、唱、道、白兼备；叙事抒情交融。传统书目很多，其中尤以说为主、唱为辅的中长篇见长。现流行的有《包公案》、《海公案》、《西厢记》等。在山东，又因刘鹗的精彩描述使这一民间唱法得以传扬。 济南正在筹办全运会，到处都在建设改造。不过粗粗看过来，济南整体给我的印象很失望，这样一个文化底蕴深厚的城市，文化色彩似乎不是很浓。而且城市建设也不够大气，凌乱，落后，杂乱无章，传统建筑和现代建筑混合在一起，缺少现代化都市的气派。而且，老建筑保存的不多，许多所谓的老建筑也都是新建的，缺少原来的古风古韵，新建筑和老建筑搭配的也不协调，感觉很差。 想起了诗圣杜甫在《陪李北海宴历下亭》中留下的”海右此亭古，济南名士多”的诗句，，不知道历下亭是否还屹立在大明湖中，但济南的名士们此时不知道都哪里去了。 晚上没事，回到泉城广场，一面欣赏广场夜色，一面就着鸡大腿喝啤酒，享受幸福的旅游生活。 晚上9点，我背起背包去火车站，在车站，又买了一只德州扒鸡和一瓶崂山啤酒。然后上车，奔赴南宁。9月20日 去南宁的火车上 天亮了，火车到达安徽阜阳，外面的景物没什么新奇，倒是车厢里的小胖小子非常活泼可爱，让人喜欢。 10点半左右，车过湖北黄州，这里是著名的黄冈中学所在地。这所百年老校有着深厚的历史积淀和文化底蕴，更以其奇高的高考升学率名闻天下。 出黄州站，铁路两旁，栽种了许多柳桃，柳桃花开的正艳，花红柳绿，煞是好看。 中午到了，享受我美妙的午餐——崂山啤酒和德州扒鸡。 山东德州扒鸡是三百年来历代相传的老品牌，在中国人眼里，它可以和“沟帮子烧鸡”“符离集烧鸡”“道口烧鸡”合称为中国的四大名鸡。 因为古城德州在历史上是京杭大运河的重要码头，素有“九达通衢，神京门户”之誉。来往的商人行旅经过德州，必然要品尝这独特风味的德州扒鸡，方便时更带上几只作为礼品赠送，乾隆年间，德州扒鸡更被列为山东贡品送入宫中供帝后及皇族们享用。从而使德州扒鸡名噪天下。 我所购买的这只五香脱骨扒鸡，按上面的介绍，最早创产于禹城，因其工艺独特、用料考究、肉烂脱骨、营养丰富等特点而远近闻名。 这上面还有一段有趣的记载，说是最早制作扒鸡的王明奎，祖辈皆以煮鸡为生，他家把杀好的鸡两腿交叉别入膛内，把两翅膀从鸡脖的刀口插入，让翅尖从嘴的两侧伸出，然后放上常用的佐料，曰“扒鸡”。后来，为招揽生意，他请一名老中医开了丁香、桂皮、花椒、大料、小茴香等5味调味品，煮出的扒鸡，大开胃口，那时叫作“五香扒鸡”。 有一年秋季的一天傍晚，他把20多只鸡煮在锅里，灶中多加劈柴，燃起火就去歇息，由于劳累，醒来时天已大亮，炖时大过，锅里的鸡塌了下去，一提鸡腿，骨肉分离。他哭笑不得，只好用铁笊篱小心地把鸡捞到篮子里提到县城去卖，并将煮烂的鸡取名叫“五香脱骨扒鸡”。在县衙门口叫喊了几声后，“脱骨”二字便引起众人注意，霎时间招来了许多食客。20多只鸡被一抢而光。 从此，他家煮鸡都长时间炖煮，直至脱骨，形成了独特的制作工艺。因此，禹城五香脱骨扒鸡便名声大振，南北驰名。 吃饭的功夫，火车走过长长的九江长江大桥，从湖北进入了江西。 九江是座历史名城，有许多重大事件在这里发生。这里有当年周瑜操练水兵的点将台，有当年宋江反诗的浔阳楼，有白居易任江州司马写下《琵琶行》的琵琶亭…… 城南的庐山和鄱阳湖，在近代史上更是发生了许许多多影响历史进程的重大事件，八一南昌起义曾在这里酝酿，蒋介石的抗战宣言曾在这里发布，1959年彭德怀和整个中国的命运在这里发生转折，还有1970年***和林彪的分裂在这里公开……太多太多。 1998年我第一次来到这里，就深深感受到历史的沉重。 九江站现在是个大工地，到处开肠破肚，估计建设完工后会非常漂亮。 这时我收到济南朋友的短信，说我非常幸运，因为就在我昨天游览完济南之后，今天的济南就是大雨瓢泼，水倾如注。我的确是非常幸运。每次出来玩时都是很幸运，希望这次好运也伴随着我。 过了九江，很快车到南昌，停车时，我走上站台放松，一股热浪扑面而来，真是到了南国了，空气湿热，足有30几度。这下子减肥有条件了。 南昌下一站是向塘，这里有一所江西服装学院，楼顶的大字向全世界宣示：这里是一所中国特色大学。这所1991年才建立的学校随着近20年来中国服装也的兴起，竟然成为一所非常受欢迎的学院，其学生专业性强，就业率高，甚至出了几位年薪数十万的高级技术人员，成为独特的中国现象。 很多人把坐火车长途旅行当作一件很遭罪的事情，但对我来说，这却是一种美好的享受。 窗外，是百看不厌的风景。9月21日 广西境内 早上9点半，车到桂林，我曾3次来这里，1990年暑期，更在桂林城南的市委党校呆了7-8天，桂林确实是一个美丽的地方，有机会我希望再来这里。 车到柳州，已经是下午1点多，古人希望“生在扬州，死在柳州”。“生在扬州”，是因为扬州自古是一个繁华的大城市，但清朝入关后曾在扬州屠城十日，使城市人口锐减，所以扬州人很注意小孩的保育。因此出生在扬州，童年时代是很幸福的。而“死在柳州”，则是因为柳州棺材质优工巧、饮誉全国，所以死后能得一付柳州棺材下葬自然心满意足。 在这里，棺材不仅不是不祥之物，反而因其与“官”“财”谐音而备受推崇。出门遇到抬棺材出殡不但不觉得晦气，反而认为是升官发财的预兆，用当地优质木头制作的方寸大小的小棺材甚至会被当成礼品赠送。这也是一个很奇特的风俗。 过了柳州，路边开始出现广西特有的奇特的喀斯特地貌，风景越发秀丽。 晚上5点，火车到达南宁，出站口竟然没人收票。 我走出车站，和我的朋友小梁联系，不巧，他的父亲昨天去世了，现在正在乡下处理丧事。他告诉我，晚上要晚些时候才能回到市内。 本来打算晚上要请他一起吃晚饭的，既然他不在城里，只好自己在市内遛跶。 车站西面的北大路正在施工，交通十分混乱。 在广西大学附近的长途汽车售票处我先购买了第二天早上720第一班去东兴市的班车车票。然后在附近吃了晚饭。 在街上闲逛了一气，已经是晚上8点多，小梁来电话说他已经往回赶，40分钟后到达市内，于是我也乘车赶往他居住的广西民族学院，在那里见到了这位结识许久却素未谋面的南国的朋友。 简单交流后，他把办好的护照交给我，因为时间太晚，他又父丧在身，于是匆匆告别，我乘坐晚上最后一趟公交车赶往江南长途客运站，在车站附近找了一家旅馆安顿下来，一夜无话。9月22日 从南宁到下龙湾挨宰的经历 早上6点起来，洗漱完毕，走出旅馆，准备坐7点20的大巴去东兴。 西部就是天亮的晚，快7点了，天还确黑。 车站门口有卖快餐的，是南宁市政府的阳光早餐工程，看起来不错。我在这里买了一杯热粥和一个面包。 走进车站，车站很豪华，很气派。 我们的大巴 大巴正点出发。天气晴好，南宁的民居很漂亮。不过我看不明白是不是统一开发建设的，因为同一栋楼，结构和颜色都不一样。 这是别墅区 和东北的黑土地不一样，这里是红色的土壤。 大巴在防城市略作停留快到东兴时，一个旅游度假区的大门口 10点15分，大巴到达东兴。从车站看出去，这里的房子更漂亮，也更有特点。后来，我在越南看到了大量的这种高高瘦瘦的漂亮房子。 车站里的提示牌，据说有人到这边旅游，因为没办护照，有人说能带他们过越南去玩。结果，带过去后，那些人就勾结越南的边防把他们扣住，说他们偷渡，然后勒索好几万块钱再放人。也有的勾结越方商店进行购物诈骗，这样的事情多了，公安局就出了这样的告示。 来到车站外面，有好多摩托仔过来拉客，因为我知道车站离口岸并不远，只有2公里左右，原来计划就是走着去，所以拒绝了摩托仔，背起大包向前走去。 其实，从车站到口岸也有市内公交车，很方便。这是公交车站的线路图 在一个陌生的城市，如果有时间，我更愿意自己走。今天东兴天气晴好，虽然温度稍高，有点晒，不过也就33度左右，感觉还可以忍受。天气晴好的好处是风景看起来很漂亮。 东兴作为一个边境小城，这些年借助边贸优势富了起来，所以城市建设的也很漂亮 这是东兴街心广场和周边建筑 东兴四周也有很多旅游景点，只是出国心切，我没功夫去游览了。 国门这里有一座大清国的界碑，立此存照 来到国门大厅，竟然要收10元钱门票钱，真是生财有道。门口收了10元钱，给了一张彩印门票，我接过来，还没看清楚，就被两步之外闸口处的人收走了。 出境必须先填写出入境登记表。可关口竟然连支笔都不给准备，真是让人无话可说。 但我早有准备，入关之前，为了填表，我特意把写字笔找了出来，可这时候，那支笔却说什么也找不到了，真是莫名其妙。好在我这次准备了两只笔，找出另一支笔，填写表格。 出入境表上都是越文和英文，很多人无所适从，只好让人代添，关口有许多人做这笔生意，有人请人填表甚至花了50元的高价，至少好像也要20元，我对此早有准备，在网上已经下载了相应表格填过，现在照猫画虎，添上即可。 走出中国海关大楼，就是横跨北仑河的友谊大桥，据说当年中越战争时，这个桥曾被炸得支离破碎，后被中方修复。界河桥上有一条白线，这就是国境线，对面就是越南的出入境大厅。 进入大厅，越南关口人员倒是很客气，也许是看我年龄较大，也没为难，还笑着教了我两句越南话。到了健康检查窗口，里面一个女的畏畏缩缩地拿出那个桔黄色的健康证问我有没有，我说，你们领事馆说已经不用了。她看我明白，知道没办法敲诈，就说那交一元钱吧，于是我交上一元钱，她又撕给我一张2000越南盾的收据（合人民币8角），于是到下一关，物品检查，门口那个越南兵翻了翻我的大包，问我，来旅游？我说，是的，来看看你们美丽的国家。于是，他停止检查，让我入关。 这样，2009年9月22日北京时间10点50分，我已经顺利入关，来到了越南的国土上。 在这里，我把手表拨慢一个小时，变成河内时间9点50分。 提醒要去的朋友越南入境表上三联,都必须填好,交给越南海关后,退回一联,要保存好,等回国出境时要查看,据说弄丢要被罚款!陆路需要,飞机不用! 海关外面就是越南的芒街，又有摩托仔过来拉客，我拒绝了他的纠缠，走了不到500米，就来到了芒街市中心邮局。 芒街原本只是个边陲小镇，归广宁省所辖下，属海宁县。中越战争期间，据说曾多次变为平地。中越建交之后，芒街就凭借着独特的地理位置，成了一个重要的贸易集散地，越南政府曾将芒街划为特别经济区，亨受特殊政策，并于1998年10月设市，但仍归广宁省管辖。现在芒街不仅是贸易集散地，也成了旅游集散地，经济自然更加繁荣了。 按照攻略，先到邮局对面找坐在那里的一排中年妇女换汇。我问一个换汇的老太太，什么汇率，她说2660，就是一元钱人民币换2660越南盾，我一听，这个汇率可以啊，因为来之前我在网上查询，汇率从来没超过2600，所以也没再讨价还价，先换了1000元人民币。 换完钱，手里一下子有了266万越南盾，这下子咱也成了百万富翁了。其实这个百万富翁也没有什么可以高兴，因为以后几天我发现，当你每天动辄就花掉十几万乃至几十万时，百万富翁也当不了几天。 手里有钱，心里不慌，下一步是按计划去找去下龙湾的车。后来我才搞清楚，一公里外的市里长途汽车站有很多去下龙湾的车，可当时我不知道，只知道在邮局对面的市场可以找到去下龙湾的车，我来到市场，看一个车上放着BAICHAY的牌子，我知道这就是去下龙湾的，问司机“包纽点”（多少钱），他告诉我150千（越南盾），我隐约记得芒街到下龙湾是50千越南盾，于是我说“来特呱”（太贵了），后来他要66千，我坚持50千，后来他同意了，于是我在越南人的漫天要价面前取得了第一回合的胜利。 在越南，长期以来，和我们当年没改革开放前一样，所有服务价格实行国人和外宾双轨制，外宾价格通常高出一倍，小贩和其他服务价格也是一样，漫天要价，高出1-2倍是最经常的行情。 这一点最让入境的外国人反感。因此去越南旅游，一个必须修炼的功夫就是在砍价上与当地人斗智斗勇，一不小心就要当冤大头。从芒街到下龙，180公里，我花了50千（不到20元，实在是太便宜了，以至于我砍价砍的都有些不好意思），可许多人都花了几十元，甚至100元人民币，因为刚到越南不懂行情，所以常常挨宰。([]
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苏维映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 evaluate how easy to get you done, What you need to do is to show them that you are not interested in them and you are not afraid of them at all, let alone to show your ID card to them. As for the wolves family, really, I have not heard for ages. If you really have an encounter with them and they have no other choice, then it definitely depends on your forture. In fact, for so many year, it has been very rare to happen that wolves kill human. But the rumours are still there, in particular, the road connecting Xinjiang and Tibet.The nearest encounter with a wolf throughout my journey, no conflict at all[Brown Bears]Brown bears are real dangerous animals to human. Every year there are some accidents happened in some regions of Xinjiang on the north side of Kunkun Mountains and steppes in Northern Tibet. More than that the bears could attack your house, smash your windows, and eat your sheep. Therefore, in Northern Tibet some local councils give subsidies to the pastorarists for compensating the losses due to the bears because they are not allow to fight back and kill the bears except their lives are in great danger. Once there was a nomad taught me a method to protect yourself from bears. He told me to pick up a stick to feed the bear and the bear thinks the stick is your hand which tastes disgusting. So the bear would leave. It was so funny but the reality is to find a stick in this vast wilderness is just like you win the lottery.Bears are omonivorous animal who are generally not interested in human flesh. You can find that in most of accidents, the bears did not eat any of the human flesh rather they just smashed them for kind of fun that we could not understand. For the reason why bears kill human, one explanation is the conflict between human and wildlife in this extreme ecological environment. The nomads invade the habitats of the bears, which results in these conflicts. On the other hand, it might be because bears have quite high IQ so that they think it is much easy to kill a sheep in the cote rather than to kill a pika in the wild.I have met bears five times in my traverse, in two cases we were very close to each other. I had even walked with one of them for quite a while, just like we had a date for a walk. The fact is it is not that terrible like you might imagine. The same rules for dealing with wolves apply to bears. Never provoke dangerous animals. A bear can run at a speed of 40km/h, do you think you can compete this in a highland 5,000m above sea level?However, there is a situation where it is really dangerous, that is the encounter. It is not easy to control your instinctive reaction to the external dangers. Last year once I turned around a hill, there was a bear just in front of me. The bear of course was frightened by me with its front legs holding up, waving in the air and roaring. At that time I sat on the ground, ignoring it. The bear then left in a few minutes. Chang Tang is a vast land so that this is not that easy to happen. But if it does happen, really only God can bless you.The nearest encounter with a bear throughout my journey. This bear disappeared in a herd of wild yaks, which I had tried hard to spot, really weird About wildlife (part 2)Declaration personal experience for reference only.[Wild Yaks]I have talked about quite a few, like in the post of Day10. I will no longer talk about it.This was the funniest encounter with a solitary wild yak, who did not warn me. If I sat down, it sat down too. If I moved forward, it stopped. Could not imagine what it was thinking about.[Crows]Crows are dangerous only when you fall unconscious in the wilderness. Of course they will be the first to taste your flesh in that case. Unlike their cousinsliving in urban areas, the crows in Chang Tang have a larger body like eagles. When they fly over your head, you could feel like it is a piece of cloud. They are scavengers but like fresh meat too. It once happened that a baby was killed by crows relentlessly, let alone the lambs got killed by them. Once a nomad asked me for fireworks to scare the crows away. (They are sacred birds not to be killed by human)It is easy to defend yourself against crows, that is to keep fighting, never fall in the wilderness.A short break attracted the crows. Of course, they were miscalculating this time, photo taken last year[Strategies Adopted]At the time when I met the four soldiers in Jieshan Daban, they said there were many dangerous animals in the Northern Tibet and asked me if I had brought a shotgun. I think if they knew that I would enter Chang Tang they would definitely check if I really have a shotgun. The so-called defence facilities I brought with me were the fireworks and pepper spray. I had never used them. The fireworks were ruined and thrown away when I crossed a river and I had never opened the pepper spray. I even had never thought about this when camping in the night. The reason was I did not feel the needs. During the day time whenever I met any animals I had never touched the knife I had brought. I did not have anything to defend myself when I walked out to investigate the route. The Chang Tang is really a vast area so as to be very easy to detect anything strange.By the way, you'd better to avoid mating season's animals because even tamed rabbits could be aggressive in mating season.The thing is even if you have a gun, it is not very much helpful when bears attack you. Therefore, your attitude is most important.I can tell you something. Dogs are more dangerous than these wild animals. I had been chased by Tibetan dogs, pounced on by dogs in mating season, also besieged by a group of dogs. I really feel it is more useful to know how to defend a dog.Declaration again The above experience is from Chang Tang only. Of course, the more you prepared, the better. Day 12 (May 1), 23.8km, Camping 5117mToday was May 1 -- the Labour Day, I had been walking in some lake area marked in the map but clearly dried up. The lake basin was flat and hard so that I even pushed my bike more than 20km. Let it be the special treat for my May Day. After midday it became cloudy with growing winds. Since the Yueya Hu that I passed yesterday, there were no big lakes until Yanghu Co (My route would be between Jianshui Hu and Bairab Co), there was even no light alkaline water to drink so I had to pay extra attention not to miss any possible drinking water supply to fill up my water bag. There were a few very small lakes but all were alkaline puddles which was very shallow, whose depth was no more than the length of a half-finger. These puddles were covered with a hard shell of the mixture of salt and ice which smelled stinking and decaying when getting closer, must be toxic water I supposed. On the shore of this type of small lakes it was muddy soil and very hard to get closer.There was no sign of tundra at all.It was almost half past six when I found some snow corns in a ditch, which was the only drinking water supply of the day. There was a thin layer of melted ice on the surface of the ground near the snow corn, which was very hard to collect and was contaminated by the alkali. The snow corn was the yet melted thick snow, which was shaped like a corn by wind. The snow was quite hard and dry,porous like ice. I crushed a few snow corns, putting them into the water bag.They would be my drinking water tonight. These snow corns were the only one in today's wilderness, I reckoned the reason why they were not melted like others was the soil underneath contained large amount of ice blocks which acted as a freezer.Very strong gale in the night, it was hard to bear the sound of the vibration of the tent. Small single tent was good in the sense that it would not be blown away as long as you stayed inside. But you had to be very careful to set up the tent. I once did not pay much attention when doing so, the tent was blown away by winds, and rolling over like a Giant lantern ... I ran after it, got it back, and was exhausted. In general, it is not possible to fix the tent completely using tent pegs because they were not very much effective like large tents. It was snowing around 23 o'clock, the winds were howling from north,then the falling snow flakes landed on my tent quietly, I finally felt at peace and fell asleep. The flat ancient lake basin, assisting me walking more than 20kmSmall lake en route, toxic waterSnow corns, the only drinking water supply today Day 13 (May 2), 0km, Camping 5117mWaking up in the morning and opening the tent, the heavy snow outside must be sent by the God to force me have a break for the May Day. After lying in for a while, getting up and walking on the snowy ground out I went to have a look around. As first sight there were a herd of chirus. They were plainly to be spotted because they looked like a clear black straight line in the while snow. I returned to get my camera and then followed them to take some pictures. But they were very much alert and kept a quite long distance from me. I felt they were a group of pregnant females, instinctively protecting themselves from any potential harm. I was no longer short of water, the snow gave me a precious supply of drinking water. The problem was that they were very petrol consuming. I tool 8.6 litre of petrol and the oil stove was Duola's MSR. The pot was of 1.5 litre, mainly for boiling water. After several days' experiments, I found that the liquid water needed 16mins and 14-15mins to boil in the morning and evening, respectively. For ice, it would take 35-40mins while for snow it took 45-50mins. Melting snow was a very time and petrol consuming process so if I had a choice between snow and light alkaline water, most of time I would go with the latter. Lying inside the tent, listening to musics,I smoked a cigarette while gazing at the more and more chirus around me. Because it was very cold I had been wearing my shoes all the time. Now I just put my bare feet under the warm sun for some fresh air. I found three cuts in my hands and one in my sole. The cuts were about 4cm in length, looked terrible but it was actually all right really. Half of my toes were injured by to much walking, quite painful. I fetched my medicine bag and found I only got four patches of plasters, a serious mistake. One of the cuts in my hand had never been cured until I was out of this desolate land so as to feel like this finger would drop from my hand at any time. The others quickly recovered in a few days then new cuts appeared elsewhere. This process occurred periodically. I felt that it was somewhat related to the cold, dry weather and the lack of vitamins. The snow rapidly disappeared, which is unique phenomenon in Chang Tang. Because of the low air humidity and the high radiation from the sun, the snow was evaporating very fast, much quicker than the melting speed. Owing to this, the ground was generally still dry after the snow disappeared. In most cases, it would be only 2/5 left in the afternoon around 2 to 3 o'clock and small patches of ground could be seen. It would be completely all right for walking the next day. On the third day there could be some snow left in somewhere the sunlight hard to reach. So generally it could give you three days of water supply after a heavy snow like this. One of the pannier was broken, the most expensive one from deuter series, supposed to be waterproof. I will come back to it at some point later. Everything was covered by snow, no way out Lying in the middle of Chang Tang, listening to Tian Zhen's songs, and smoking Baisha cigarettes, what else can you ask for? The pregnant female chirus in migration, probably heading to Heishi Beihu to give birth([]
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林映舜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 evaluate how easy to get you done, What you need to do is to show them that you are not interested in them and you are not afraid of them at all, let alone to show your ID card to them. As for the wolves family, really, I have not heard for ages. If you really have an encounter with them and they have no other choice, then it definitely depends on your forture. In fact, for so many year, it has been very rare to happen that wolves kill human. But the rumours are still there, in particular, the road connecting Xinjiang and Tibet.The nearest encounter with a wolf throughout my journey, no conflict at all[Brown Bears]Brown bears are real dangerous animals to human. Every year there are some accidents happened in some regions of Xinjiang on the north side of Kunkun Mountains and steppes in Northern Tibet. More than that the bears could attack your house, smash your windows, and eat your sheep. Therefore, in Northern Tibet some local councils give subsidies to the pastorarists for compensating the losses due to the bears because they are not allow to fight back and kill the bears except their lives are in great danger. Once there was a nomad taught me a method to protect yourself from bears. He told me to pick up a stick to feed the bear and the bear thinks the stick is your hand which tastes disgusting. So the bear would leave. It was so funny but the reality is to find a stick in this vast wilderness is just like you win the lottery.Bears are omonivorous animal who are generally not interested in human flesh. You can find that in most of accidents, the bears did not eat any of the human flesh rather they just smashed them for kind of fun that we could not understand. For the reason why bears kill human, one explanation is the conflict between human and wildlife in this extreme ecological environment. The nomads invade the habitats of the bears, which results in these conflicts. On the other hand, it might be because bears have quite high IQ so that they think it is much easy to kill a sheep in the cote rather than to kill a pika in the wild.I have met bears five times in my traverse, in two cases we were very close to each other. I had even walked with one of them for quite a while, just like we had a date for a walk. The fact is it is not that terrible like you might imagine. The same rules for dealing with wolves apply to bears. Never provoke dangerous animals. A bear can run at a speed of 40km/h, do you think you can compete this in a highland 5,000m above sea level?However, there is a situation where it is really dangerous, that is the encounter. It is not easy to control your instinctive reaction to the external dangers. Last year once I turned around a hill, there was a bear just in front of me. The bear of course was frightened by me with its front legs holding up, waving in the air and roaring. At that time I sat on the ground, ignoring it. The bear then left in a few minutes. Chang Tang is a vast land so that this is not that easy to happen. But if it does happen, really only God can bless you.The nearest encounter with a bear throughout my journey. This bear disappeared in a herd of wild yaks, which I had tried hard to spot, really weird About wildlife (part 2)Declaration personal experience for reference only.[Wild Yaks]I have talked about quite a few, like in the post of Day10. I will no longer talk about it.This was the funniest encounter with a solitary wild yak, who did not warn me. If I sat down, it sat down too. If I moved forward, it stopped. Could not imagine what it was thinking about.[Crows]Crows are dangerous only when you fall unconscious in the wilderness. Of course they will be the first to taste your flesh in that case. Unlike their cousinsliving in urban areas, the crows in Chang Tang have a larger body like eagles. When they fly over your head, you could feel like it is a piece of cloud. They are scavengers but like fresh meat too. It once happened that a baby was killed by crows relentlessly, let alone the lambs got killed by them. Once a nomad asked me for fireworks to scare the crows away. (They are sacred birds not to be killed by human)It is easy to defend yourself against crows, that is to keep fighting, never fall in the wilderness.A short break attracted the crows. Of course, they were miscalculating this time, photo taken last year[Strategies Adopted]At the time when I met the four soldiers in Jieshan Daban, they said there were many dangerous animals in the Northern Tibet and asked me if I had brought a shotgun. I think if they knew that I would enter Chang Tang they would definitely check if I really have a shotgun. The so-called defence facilities I brought with me were the fireworks and pepper spray. I had never used them. The fireworks were ruined and thrown away when I crossed a river and I had never opened the pepper spray. I even had never thought about this when camping in the night. The reason was I did not feel the needs. During the day time whenever I met any animals I had never touched the knife I had brought. I did not have anything to defend myself when I walked out to investigate the route. The Chang Tang is really a vast area so as to be very easy to detect anything strange.By the way, you'd better to avoid mating season's animals because even tamed rabbits could be aggressive in mating season.The thing is even if you have a gun, it is not very much helpful when bears attack you. Therefore, your attitude is most important.I can tell you something. Dogs are more dangerous than these wild animals. I had been chased by Tibetan dogs, pounced on by dogs in mating season, also besieged by a group of dogs. I really feel it is more useful to know how to defend a dog.Declaration again The above experience is from Chang Tang only. Of course, the more you prepared, the better. Day 12 (May 1), 23.8km, Camping 5117mToday was May 1 -- the Labour Day, I had been walking in some lake area marked in the map but clearly dried up. The lake basin was flat and hard so that I even pushed my bike more than 20km. Let it be the special treat for my May Day. After midday it became cloudy with growing winds. Since the Yueya Hu that I passed yesterday, there were no big lakes until Yanghu Co (My route would be between Jianshui Hu and Bairab Co), there was even no light alkaline water to drink so I had to pay extra attention not to miss any possible drinking water supply to fill up my water bag. There were a few very small lakes but all were alkaline puddles which was very shallow, whose depth was no more than the length of a half-finger. These puddles were covered with a hard shell of the mixture of salt and ice which smelled stinking and decaying when getting closer, must be toxic water I supposed. On the shore of this type of small lakes it was muddy soil and very hard to get closer.There was no sign of tundra at all.It was almost half past six when I found some snow corns in a ditch, which was the only drinking water supply of the day. There was a thin layer of melted ice on the surface of the ground near the snow corn, which was very hard to collect and was contaminated by the alkali. The snow corn was the yet melted thick snow, which was shaped like a corn by wind. The snow was quite hard and dry,porous like ice. I crushed a few snow corns, putting them into the water bag.They would be my drinking water tonight. These snow corns were the only one in today's wilderness, I reckoned the reason why they were not melted like others was the soil underneath contained large amount of ice blocks which acted as a freezer.Very strong gale in the night, it was hard to bear the sound of the vibration of the tent. Small single tent was good in the sense that it would not be blown away as long as you stayed inside. But you had to be very careful to set up the tent. I once did not pay much attention when doing so, the tent was blown away by winds, and rolling over like a Giant lantern ... I ran after it, got it back, and was exhausted. In general, it is not possible to fix the tent completely using tent pegs because they were not very much effective like large tents. It was snowing around 23 o'clock, the winds were howling from north,then the falling snow flakes landed on my tent quietly, I finally felt at peace and fell asleep. The flat ancient lake basin, assisting me walking more than 20kmSmall lake en route, toxic waterSnow corns, the only drinking water supply today Day 13 (May 2), 0km, Camping 5117mWaking up in the morning and opening the tent, the heavy snow outside must be sent by the God to force me have a break for the May Day. After lying in for a while, getting up and walking on the snowy ground out I went to have a look around. As first sight there were a herd of chirus. They were plainly to be spotted because they looked like a clear black straight line in the while snow. I returned to get my camera and then followed them to take some pictures. But they were very much alert and kept a quite long distance from me. I felt they were a group of pregnant females, instinctively protecting themselves from any potential harm. I was no longer short of water, the snow gave me a precious supply of drinking water. The problem was that they were very petrol consuming. I tool 8.6 litre of petrol and the oil stove was Duola's MSR. The pot was of 1.5 litre, mainly for boiling water. After several days' experiments, I found that the liquid water needed 16mins and 14-15mins to boil in the morning and evening, respectively. For ice, it would take 35-40mins while for snow it took 45-50mins. Melting snow was a very time and petrol consuming process so if I had a choice between snow and light alkaline water, most of time I would go with the latter. Lying inside the tent, listening to musics,I smoked a cigarette while gazing at the more and more chirus around me. Because it was very cold I had been wearing my shoes all the time. Now I just put my bare feet under the warm sun for some fresh air. I found three cuts in my hands and one in my sole. The cuts were about 4cm in length, looked terrible but it was actually all right really. Half of my toes were injured by to much walking, quite painful. I fetched my medicine bag and found I only got four patches of plasters, a serious mistake. One of the cuts in my hand had never been cured until I was out of this desolate land so as to feel like this finger would drop from my hand at any time. The others quickly recovered in a few days then new cuts appeared elsewhere. This process occurred periodically. I felt that it was somewhat related to the cold, dry weather and the lack of vitamins. The snow rapidly disappeared, which is unique phenomenon in Chang Tang. Because of the low air humidity and the high radiation from the sun, the snow was evaporating very fast, much quicker than the melting speed. Owing to this, the ground was generally still dry after the snow disappeared. In most cases, it would be only 2/5 left in the afternoon around 2 to 3 o'clock and small patches of ground could be seen. It would be completely all right for walking the next day. On the third day there could be some snow left in somewhere the sunlight hard to reach. So generally it could give you three days of water supply after a heavy snow like this. One of the pannier was broken, the most expensive one from deuter series, supposed to be waterproof. I will come back to it at some point later. Everything was covered by snow, no way out Lying in the middle of Chang Tang, listening to Tian Zhen's songs, and smoking Baisha cigarettes, what else can you ask for? The pregnant female chirus in migration, probably heading to Heishi Beihu to give birth([]
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张雅茹目录：（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”要向我们传递的精神。 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，我们就已经陶醉了。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。我们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，它可以还原我们所有对希腊，对爱情的幻想。 我们所有对爱琴海，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”。提起爱琴海我们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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王文治西沙群岛，那片遥远的海疆，从儿时的电影、课文中就出现的美丽海域，终于成为了眼前触手可及的美景。经历了往返近48个小时的骇浪颠簸、晕船呕吐，当我庆幸终于离开不停摇动的甲板，踏上陆地时，却发现自己竟然不适应在陆地上行走，深一脚浅一脚，仿佛还停留在船上的状态。西沙群岛所有的美景、淳朴的渔民，都让我如此陶醉，如此留恋！这次的旅行非同寻常，刻骨铭心，醉生梦死，西沙的一切都让我中毒太深，据说解药藏在西沙的那些海岛上，看来，西沙还得再去一次，再去一次啊！像往常一样，从这个叫做北京的地方飞向美丽的海南岛，这次与以往任何一次旅行都不一样，将要乘坐一种叫做船的家伙出海，听说还是木制的渔船，兴奋、开心、好奇、纠结、忐忑，等等一并袭来，组成了一支出发进行曲，在沐浴着晨光的心间来回荡漾。南航的A380，传说中的巨无霸，绝对比麦当劳里的那个有型，身披金光，霸气十足！可惜了，这不是飞海南的，我乘坐的A330，比起这个家伙，寒酸啊！登机就睡觉，惯例！眼睛一闭、一睁，还是在天上，再一闭、一睁，海南岛到了！4月的海口已然湿热无比，吹着微微的海风，晃晃悠悠来到了市区。05年至今来过海南五六趟，海口几乎没有任何变化，交通依然混乱不堪，只是原来满大街的摩托车变成了清一色的电瓶车，在大街小巷横冲直闯，真是佩服海南人的车技和耐心！吃，旅行的一个永恒主！文昌鸡、东山羊、加积鸭、和乐蟹号称海南四大美食，均已尝遍。海口街头巷口那些本地人光顾的大排档才是真正的美食聚集地，简单挑几张这次吃过的东东，出海之前吃饱喝足，到时候晕船呕吐才有体力啊！正，正，扯了半天都跑，出海的时刻即将到来！夜色中的港口一片祥和，殊不知再过1个时辰，待到风高月夜之时，我等将随船潜入夜，悄悄向西沙海域进发！深夜23时左右，船只出发了，如果一切顺利，将在24个小时后抵达西沙海域。几乎在所有的影像或文字资料中，海都是唯美和浪漫的代名词。然而当渔船驶出港口，理想和现实的差距渐渐拉开。船长说这次我比较幸运，海况还算不错，寒流刚结束，台风季节还没到，所以没有大的风浪。尽管如此，半夜在深海，浪也达到了1米多高，躺在船顶的甲板上，来回晃悠。夜深时，呼啸的海风夹杂在孤单的马达轰鸣声中，听起来格外恐怖。海浪一声声打在甲板、船身，偶尔还夹杂着雨点飘来，机房也飘来是刺鼻柴油味严重刺激了我的神经，在支离破碎的梦境中晃悠到天明。晕船，是必须的，出发前为晕船做了充分准备，买了晕船药和晕船贴，不过为了体验晕船的奇妙感受，这些东西都没用上。天将明，海浪依然不减，干脆起床站到船头甲板去吹海风，看海上日出。驾驶舱位于船只顶部，摇晃也最厉害。而机舱工作人员常年要在震耳欲聋的噪音中工作。一下到底舱，各种机器一同工作产生的震耳欲聋的噪音迎面袭来，船上无时无刻不在的噪音原来是从这儿发出的。几十吨的渔船在大海中，如同一粒尘埃，严重的颠簸摧残着我，船体有时候倾斜近20°，晕得厉害，没撤，日出是看不下去了，爬回甲板继续平躺，船工说，即使在海上工作了几十年的老船员有时候也会晕船。同行的哥们问：“晕吗？”答：“晕！”又问：“想吐吗？”答：“想，可我舍不得，昨儿吃的，鲍鱼！”船工过来喊我去下层船舱吃饭，挣扎着爬到船舱里，一股刺鼻的柴油味袭来，连滚带爬又回到了上层甲板，脑袋伸向大海，眩晕加反胃，开吐。吐完靠着船舷坐在甲板上，舒服多了，当时心里就想，回程也是同样的航程，我靠，没法活了。船长说：晕船是避免不了的，吃了东西，吐了，那就再吃……在轰鸣的马达和颠簸中度过一个白天，晕乎乎的躺在甲板上，船上的生活可想而知很枯燥。大海上一切信号都消失，不能上网，手机也只能当做闹钟用。心里琢磨，从来没有过的体验，连续躺着超过20多个小时，突然又想到还有回程，瞬间心里那个凌乱啊！天色暗下来，远处海平线上隐约露出了一个灯塔，啊，是北礁！激动的差点内牛满面。过了北礁，到西沙就只剩下不到5个小时的航程了，亲，你们能体验兄弟我此刻的心情么！继续平躺，船体从灯塔旁悄然驶过。航灯塔，在儿时的印象中，就是一位老人孤独地坚守在塔顶，日复一日为过往的船只指引前行的航路。从内陆前往南中国海，第一站是北礁灯塔，这个灯塔作用十分重大，过往船只都要通过它来核对航海参数。塔高23米，顶灯射程能够达到15海里。远航过的人都能理解，在黑夜中的大海上，远方的灯塔就像家一样温暖。从日出到日落，又一天过去了，西沙越来越近！在大海上，无风三尺浪，看似平静的海面，船体还是来回摇晃。在白天的航行中，偶遇了海豚，共三只，远远地露出灰色的背鳍，突然跃出海面，优美的划出一道弧线，落水后便消失了！日落的过程无法用语言去形容，绚丽的色彩用任何镜头都难以表达。黑夜又将来临，从出发到现在，已经过了23个小时，西沙海域，我们终于抵达了！天黑了，无法登陆附近的岛屿，船长说明天早上涨潮后再登岛，今晚继续在船上打发时光。整整睡了近24个小时，现在精神亢奋，钓鱼是船上最普遍的娱乐活动。船工打开船头的照明灯，大伙开始钓鱼，各种钓具齐出动。有用杆的，有用卷筒的，有的直接攥着一根鱼线，都能钓上鱼。钓到的都是些稀奇古怪的鱼，生活在内地的我们基本上叫不出这些鱼的名字。不到一个小时的功夫，已经钓上来几十条鱼，生鱼片敞开供应，渔获在甲板上直接加工，很美味，像嫩牛肉一样，入口即化。太阳再次升起，美丽的西沙映入眼帘，海面深邃幽蓝，太阳从海中慢慢升起，一会金色的阳光遍铺满海面，海水也变成了碧绿色。银屿岛，抵达西沙后见到的第一个岛屿，远远看去就像一道美丽的金黄色线条。这个礁石岛面积只有0.01平方公里，海拔不足两米，随着涨潮，面积将变得更小。岛上有几座渔民的棚屋，有些渔民常年驻守在这里进行捕捞作业。今天我将登陆这个岛屿，在岛上浮潜、露营！这些位于大海中的珊瑚岛，四周水很浅，我们的渔船无法靠近，只能远远的停泊在深海区域，依靠渔民的小船往返接送。这种小船配备一个小马达，最大承载量6-8人。渔民站在船上疾驶的造型太酷了，可惜我们没有这个平衡能力。来西沙很仓促，几乎没有时间去整理装备，胡乱装了一大包就来了。从小船上直接跳进海里，双脚浸入海水的那一瞬间，海水暖暖的，心都快化了。由于西沙群岛没有对外开放，再加之其地理位置远离陆地，所以它的生态环境得以有效的保护，真正体验到了清澈见底、碧波浩渺的传说场景。无数次看到马尔代夫、大溪地等著名海滩的图片，也无数次憧憬，来到西沙后，一切憧憬都是神马浮云，惊叹、激动、恍惚……长期以来由于环境恶化、过度捕捞，国内很多渔场已面临无鱼可捞，海南也不例外，近海的渔业资源也近乎枯竭。对于祖祖辈辈把大海当做粮仓的渔民来说，面前就只有一条路：去更远的海。西沙的很多岛屿上都有常年驻守的渔民，每个岛多则数十人，少则3、4人。他们每次出海驻岛作业少则3、4个月，多则半年、一年，甚至更长。在这与世隔绝、杳无音讯的海岛上，白天与大海作伴，夜晚与星月相依，日出而作日入而息，简单、枯燥、寂寞，日复一日，年复一年。捕捞上来的螺、鱼、贝等分类存放在这样的塑料框里，泡在海水中养殖，不定期就会有大型的渔船来西沙收购，纯天然无污染。面对这样的大海，没有理由拒绝，不管你是否会游泳，都要跳进她的拥抱，与之嬉戏！面对这样的大海，端着相机的双手都在颤抖，处处是美景，都不知从何处下手了。同行的有两个哥们带了哈苏和大义617胶片机来创作，我只能借机摆个POSS。碧绿的海水蔚蓝的天空让你无法控制自己身体对它的亲近，这里是绝佳的浮潜天堂。一个猛子扎下海去，很多海洋的动植物立刻将你拥抱，那些可爱的热带鱼偶尔会调皮地“摩擦和戏弄”你一下，冷不丁也会窜出一条长达1米的不知名海鱼从身边缓缓游过，擦肩而过时还痞痞的斜眼藐你。所谓的海螺、贝壳、珊瑚之类的暂且放下，还有更多的东西诱惑着你，鲍鱼、八爪鱼、海胆、海参、石斑鱼等等，知道名字和不知道名字的，以前看过的还是从未谋面的，数不胜数，都等着你去零距离地亲密接触。水下拍摄，第一次尝试，借来同行哥们的佳能D10水下相机，尽情拍个够。水下相机的色彩还原效果特别出色，也有用防水袋装着普通单反的，但防水袋的塑料折射率太差，拍出的效果也不太好。第一天登岛后没有太多经验，赤膊上阵，结果强烈的紫外线让我吃尽了苦头，接下来的几天内都是长衣长裤、鞋袜齐全下海，还好保护措施及时补救，才没有晒伤，同行的好几个哥们浑身晒得像煮熟的龙虾，红通通的，两条大腿似乎穿了性感的红丝袜。对于珊瑚，大家并不陌生，除了水族馆，大多见到的都是加工过的珊瑚石，这里的海底遍布活珊瑚，一猛子扎到海底，轻轻的拿起一块珊瑚体，软软的，触角还在蠕动，拍张照，再缓缓将它们送回海底。这里的海水透明度高达几十米，岛屿周边因为有浅滩，海滩延伸出去50多米，水深大多是齐腰或齐胸。一个人静静的浮潜在这里，大海、鱼儿、珊瑚等做伴，时间和思维都停止了，爬在水面上发呆，体验从未有过的感觉。聊天、唠嗑、摆龙门阵……没有酒水饮料、没有零食小吃，大家就这样坐在珊瑚礁上，泡在海水中，一个下午的时光就这样悠闲的度过了！既然是中国的领土，必定要有象征主权的界碑，西沙每一个露出海面的岛屿上均有边防等单位设立的警示碑。风吹日晒，很多碑上的涂料均已褪色，在附近找到烧过木灰，涂抹上，才显示出那些碑刻上的国徽和说明文字。岛上没有任何接待条件，除了孤零零的几座渔民的木棚，扎营是最佳方案，超级海景房啊，面朝大海，春暖花开！傍晚退潮的时候，岛屿一侧从海平面上渐渐露出了一片金黄色的小岛，覆盖整座岛屿的都是细细的珊瑚贝壳的碎砂，如同海市蜃楼般的幻境。傍晚，出海捕鱼的渔民回来了，今天的收成不错，光这条红鱼，就足足20多斤重。海水退潮速度很快，原本潜水才能看到的海底逐渐抬出海平面，变成了成片的礁盘，夕阳映射在礁盘上，散发出炫目的金光。退潮后的海水似乎也平静了许多，浪花拍打礁石的节奏也很轻柔，美，要怎么说出口。一天就这样静静的走向结束，坐在礁盘上，遥望北方，家，就在那里！傍晚，在夕阳悄悄躲进地平线以后，夜空亦非平时所云的点点繁星，那种大小不等、交织相连、层次分明的星云恰似一幅立体的抽象三维图案悬挂在天际。海浪早已退去，海风也平静得恍如催眠。整个空间的色彩也由泛黄、金黄、火红、亮紫、暗红在过度。刚才提到今天出海渔民的渔获不错，除了大红鱼和一堆螺外，还有这些貌不惊人的石斑鱼，石斑在内地市场的身价动辄几百一斤。但，在西沙，从渔民手中购买，低廉的价格仿佛回到解放前。([]
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