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记：如果你厌倦了伦敦，你就厌倦了生活——山缪尔·约翰逊Samuel Johnson。伦敦回来已经2月有余，刚回来就想将这几天的经历分享给大家，于是邂逅了8264.来过，就不曾离开。也在这里认识了很多朋友，一篇篇的游记，一张张的照片，挑动的是内心同样的神经。我知道，青春从未逝去，因为有8264，让青春和梦想再次起航！之前因自己用苹果照的，未能将美丽多彩的伦敦展现给大家，让我苦恼了好大一阵（之前帖子链接伦敦，我来了）。还好前几天收到大洋彼岸的一份包裹，里面有这次活动的全部照片，于是便整理一下再次呈现。一样的旅程，不一样的精彩！！D4出品，必属精品。豪门盛宴，马上开始。。。Awards-临行前的晚宴 ([]
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张素欢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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林宜臻本贴图文，均属原创。谢绝所有形式的转载。如有需要，请留言或站短。这是2009年7月的行程了。从自然风景来说，317不如318，地貌比较单一，大部分地段是在高山草甸上行走，不象318，峡谷，高山，草原，湖泊应有尽有，尤其在通过横断山脉那一段时，雄浑的群山看得人心旌摇曳，目瞪口呆。但是，就人文和风情来说，317却远胜318，这条国道，基本都是在藏区穿行，并且，是很深入很原生态的藏区，而不是被汉族同化了的风景区。这里甚至有很多人，都听不懂普通话，从交流上来讲，是种缺憾，但是，从风情上来讲，却是很多驴子求之不得的。这条线游客稀少，甚至可以说没有。玉树-昌都-德格-甘孜-马尔康这一段，我只碰到两个和我们一样的背包客。要去的驴子，可以赶紧筹划了，不要等到游客蜂拥而来时，再去凑热闹。本次出行线路：上海-成都-康定-甘孜-石渠-玉树-昌都-江达-德格-甘孜-色达-马尔康-若尔盖-郎木寺-夏河-兰州-上海。基本都沿着317国道在走。说起来好笑，这次出行，在没有到达火车站之前，我居然不知道是否能走得成。之前一天，破树幸灾乐祸（他自己去新疆的时候遇上75，担惊受怕地逃回来，困在家里出不去，就巴不得所有的人都不能成行）地告诉我，宝成铁路江油段因为连日暴雨，河水超过警戒水位，列车停止运行。而我坐的那趟车，正好要经过江油。这真是出师未捷，心已经死了好几回了。先是新疆75事件，闹得人心惶惶，家人担心藏区也跟着闹，不许我去。于是把眼光瞄准东北。可是筹划了几天，还是兴致索然。虽然东北我早晚要去一趟，但在最近的三年里，它不在我的计划之中。几经周折，终于还是买了车票。准备出发。进了车站，一看，电子显示屏上，我坐的那趟火车正在检票。看来没停运，赶紧进站台，一问，可能要绕道。不管怎么说，能照常发车就好，还是很高兴地上了车。我摸着脖子上挂着的小弥勒。那是大爷去九华山的时候，一位高僧送给他的，我每次出行，都戴着它，每次都能平安回来。我是个有一点轻微迷信的人，所以，宁愿把出发前这一切不顺，当成“好事多磨”。列车在苏南平原上奔驰着，窗外是大片碧绿的稻田。即使隔着窗，也能想象出烈日下蒸腾的水汽。这是我所熟悉的故乡原风景，我在这里出生，长大，变老。可是尚且年轻的心，总是不安分的，渴望去到更远更陌生的地方。所以，一次次离家，行走。到了西安，火车广播通知，改道走安康达州南充到成都。这一改道，原定35个小时能道成都的火车，就足足走了48小时。从西安到安康不到200公里，居然走了大半天，直坐到人崩溃。我从17号早上8点，一直坐到19号凌晨4点半，才算到成都。西部的天亮得晚，只好在广场上等肯德基开门，挨到6点半，天终于亮了，搭公交去武侯祠。在梦之旅青年旅馆开好房，一边先洗头洗澡，一边等船过来。她的火车比我晚几个小时。会合以后，逛锦里，睡午觉，去新南门车站买明天去康定的票，继续闲逛。色达。若尔盖花湖。玉树街头的康巴妇女。路过达州，穷极无聊，拍下窗外的山。成都，火车站肯德基。在这么热闹的地段，它居然不是24小时营业的。为了等开门，我蹲在外面的台阶上，等了一个多小时。坐公交到武侯祠的时候，大约是清晨7点半。锦里空无一人，非常清净。20号，成都-康定一早起床，坐公交去车站。还忙里偷闲吃了早饭，买了水果。上车昏睡。说飞仙关那里修路，实行交通管制，但是我们的车居然没停，一直就开过去。司机小气得紧，不舍得开空调，车里一直很闷热。 到二郎山，跳下车，才发现车里车外是两个世界。成都带来的燠热已经烟消云散，取而代之的是无比的凉爽。二郎山是四川盆地和川西高原的分界点，一翻过山，温度就骤然下降好几度，跟成都的湿热比起来，俨然两重天。 越往康定开，太阳越是照得人睁不开眼，我把魔术围巾拉到鼻子上扮蒙面鬼。车停下来加水，我问洗车的妇女，康定还有多远？她愣愣地看着怪异的我，半天才说：前面就是了，还有18公里。去年其实走过一次康定，但没有停留很久，只是匆匆而过。记得它有狭长的街道，奔腾的折多河，和依山而建的民居。刚出车站，就被一群小面包司机包围了，七嘴八舌地问我们，去不去塔公、丹巴、八美……等地方。船同志想去塔公，她不知道从哪听说塔公很美，中了邪一样非要去。于是打听了下，乖乖，两个人包车得450元，拼车也得80一个人。而且路上得花4个多小时，现在已经是下午4点，等到那里，天也快黑了。而且考虑到川北的班车，都是大清早就发车的，即使是明天早上，还是没时间玩。并且塔公只是个小镇，有没有班车往甘孜，还很难说。加上车站的工作人员对说，我们两个女的，没事最好不要坐藏民的车……前前后后一耽误，时间也晚了，于是买了明天直接到甘孜的车票，在车站附近找个小店住下，20/人，公用洗澡间，还凑合。之后的一路，住的大都是这样的旅店。至于玩，康定无非有个跑马山，被圈了地，门票60。附近还有个木格措，门票160……我一听就连忙摇手：不去不去。安顿好住宿，我先洗了一个澡，然后出去逛街找食，顺便把湿的头发晾干。 远处的跑马山。没上去。门票太贵了。折多河。和绝大部分西北的县城一样，康定也坐落在一个河谷中，湍急的折多河把城市一分为二，奔涌而过。街上行人稀少，藏汉相杂。有人沿河摆了小摊，卖各种菌子，大的小的花的，还有松茸。也有水果，桃子一元，苹果两元，比起上海来，便宜得让人觉得惊喜。便拎了一袋在手里。 仔细看折多河，水是浑黄的，可是在靠边的地方，又似乎是绿的，不由得奇怪起来。继续往上走，果然发现那是两条河汇合而成的，其中有一条，是清澈碧绿的水。问了路边溜狗的大爷，说，那条清的河，叫雅拉河。我连忙问：再往上走，是不是有一座雅拉神山？大爷说：对对，河水就是从山里淌下来的。 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丽江纳西小伙导游——等待，队伍里最个性的一个，年纪最小19岁。总是能弄的大家哈哈大笑，弄了个超大的音响卡龙头上，边骑边听歌，很HI啊，他有多个名字，身份证上的名字叫何林，可是据他说这也不是真的，搞得跟SPY一样。这货绝对是那种能够让你无时无刻都能感到开心的人。最有趣的是，他说，他带团出去，数游客数时，总是用只为单位，一只人，两只人，游客问他为什么这么数，他说小时候数牛的时候习惯了。我只想说“鬼才信！”邱哥，广州人，38岁，话不是很多，特别喜欢发微博，哈哈，上坡总是慢慢悠悠的让我和暴走等半天，下坡又不要命的快的害怕。“槟榔加烟，法力无边”，“一切上坡都是纸老虎！”这就是他的名人名言，湖南人——李里，队伍里的又一个神经病，一到上坡爬垭口，我两就喜欢唱-爱要坦荡荡-像风一样自由......大队长：鬼宝。。。有骑行经验，对人很好，总喜欢拿糖给我吃，属于骑的不是最快，但是可以不停一直骑，不休息的发动机。。。路人，河南人，在昆明工作生活。虽然身上有着河南人的所有特质，但不得不佩服他。其一，作为一个女孩子能够有勇气踏上这条路，就已经让其他在城市生活的所谓男人黯然失色。其二，在骑滇藏线之前，她毫无任何骑行经验。所有装备都是在出发前一个星期置配的。他绝对是属于宅女的那种类型，下班就直接回家，窝在沙发看韩剧，从不锻炼。真不知道他为什么有这样大的勇气，或者是脑子烧坏了！只是后来搭车了...你说你要跟我一样全程骑完那不是很好么？？？小剑，邵阳人。我个人觉得，叫小贱贱更为合适，因为他自然流露出来的表情，绝对贱到骨髓，随后我会用照片来证明我的话不虚。他回长沙第二天因醉氧晕倒，直接导致一颗门牙早早退休！小哲，长沙人，导游。能说会道，最大的亮点就是能吃！一个人绝对能够吃四个人的量！我真木有吹牛！ L12，我总喜欢叫他“3”，3在我们队伍里属于赶时间的人，走在他旁边总是有压力，你说你这娃长那么壮实干什么啊？队伍里最高的小尼姑，北京小伙，算半个高富帅吧！为了工作也是赶时间骑车，由于太高20寸的架子都显得小，看他骑车的背真心让你心疼，原来长的高也是罪啊...本着“不愿做别人眼里的牛B，只愿完成自己的修行”的思想，上路..... 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？？？由于包子大...我们都是用手掰着吃的...而且受伤不会沾满油渍...当地人吃包子喜欢和豆浆或者油茶一起吃...油茶不是酥油茶哦...味道也还不错...有些人吃不习惯...吃完早点我们就前往束河古镇...纳西语称“绍坞 ”...意思是高峰之下的村寨...是茶马古道上保存完好的重要集镇...束河古镇的有人没有四方街那么热闹那么喧闹...相比较之下要舒服很多...临水而居...也是一派小桥流水的情调...而我预定好的K2青旅就在束河里面...来到门口当然要好好的来张全家福...由于之前的房间床位是我预定...所以弄的后面押金、办会员卡、交钱、登记、字、收发身份证、发钥匙都是我在忙活...本来想男女混住同一8人间的...但是没有混住间了...我们只能男女分开...K2国际青年旅舍床位30元每人每天....小尼姑晚上才来...为他订好了床位...我们都各自收拾好了东西...午饭时间到午饭时间到...我们肚子咕咕响了...骑车自己的小车车出去...以前我从来不吃腊排骨...可能真的是做的好吃的太少了...“等待”带我们在城里的一家腊排骨火锅店坐了下来...才开始的时候我心里想着：惨了...我不会吃...后来尝了尝真的很好吃很好吃...吃的我饱饱的...AA下来每个人20元...吃完饭..我们做了最后的准备工作...到车行调试车子...到超市买齐东西...买了个保温壶...弄到4点多才回去...路人和暴走直接回了K2...而剩下的我们6个人在“等待”的带领下....骑车去往玉龙雪山方向...月夜朦朦胧胧...总是让人似梦非梦...月夜总是让人思绪飘扬...一个名叫《月亮谷》的名字...进入了我们的耳朵里...那里就是我们即将在“等待”带领下逃票去的又一个深藏在彩云之南的世外桃源...正好让我们适应一下高原骑车....o(∩_∩)o 哈哈...我们没水没干粮的出发了....“等待”就是个无时无刻让我们充满快乐的人...他居然叫大家在这里抽烟...最后一只...进去就不能再抽烟了...原因：里面全是难以发现的摄像头...为了不发生火灾...在里面抽烟被发现要罚款的...结果在之后的骑行不到几公里的地方...我捡到一包没有开封的云南印象时...他又开始聚众抽烟了...唱歌、聊天、骑行在笔直的大路上....我们玩的不亦乐乎....据说此时海拔3000...看我收了你们4个小妖精...拿回去分给我的妹子玩...一路都是缓上坡...空气很清新...风景也很好...我们还看到了一米阳光...不足的是...自从在下火车的那刻看到玉龙美人之后她就再也没有为我们露出笑脸...一直躲在云层后面...好似害羞了...一路没有吃的...喝的一点点水也没了...天色也暗了下来...开始冷了...这样的缓上坡让我骑起来感觉特别的吃力...我们继续向前骑行着...后来在出口的检查站那里...我们跑去跟查票的人要开水喝...导致了我们此次套票的失败...只能灰溜溜的原路返回...还好回去变成了缓下坡...风景特别的美...远远的看着丽江古城就在前方...一路下坡一路狂飙...我想要怒放的生命...就像飞翔在辽阔天空...回去的快天黑了...路人和暴走等着我们回来...然后大家一起去吃晚饭...集体蛋炒饭8远一碗...虽然只是个蛋炒饭...却吃的我们有说有笑...励志要勤俭节约...一路吃蛋炒饭...绝不腐败...o(∩_∩)o 哈哈... .吃完之后我和暴走去了《千里走单》酒吧...其他人不去就先回K2休息了...这就真心贵啊...喝着心疼啊...小瓶装的嘉士伯480一打...我们只敢喝了半打...里面的乐队表扬很给力...差不多酒喝完了小尼姑和他那历史决定跟他一起出发的老婆到了...我们在K2碰头，在公共活动区聊天...虽然他在群里叫尼古...但我就是喜欢叫他小尼姑...这可以经过他女朋友同意的...o(∩_∩)o 哈哈...说他小，他一定都不小...20寸的车价都不够他骑的...也算我们队伍半个高富帅啊 ...我真的很佩服他...就那么临时决定就带着女朋友来了...他女朋友以前玩徒步的...体力不错...但是没有骑行过...而我们买的户外保温杯不给力啊..保温时间太短了...明天退货去....时间差不多了....该睡觉了....2012年9月15日...崭新的一天开始了...每天伴我起床的不再是闹钟...而是对梦想的追逐...起来洗了澡就去吃那家的包子了...实惠...不腐败...o(∩_∩)o 哈哈...不过今天出门没有骑车...去换了保温壶...大家又在做最后的购置工作...中午随便吃了个饵块我们就去车行了...小尼姑得帮他女朋友买辆自行车...下午我们去了丽江古城四方街...来到丽江不去大风车那走走看看中觉得少了什么...就好像去了北京不到长城非好汉的感觉...12年...又见大风车...记得第一次来丽江的时候...那是我12岁的时候...跟着爸爸单位来玩的...那时候人没有那么多...没有那么商业化...很舒服的地方...小桥流水人家...人民也很朴实...还记得那时爸爸给我在四方街买了个丽江粑粑很好吃...很大个...现在...很多东西都变了...不再是那个味道... 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小哲和等待都有是导游...有导游证...就带我们去吃团餐...虎跳峡团餐...10个人10道菜...真的很美味...每个人20元...没人最少都吃了3碗...吃完回去..所有的人都在洗车洗衣服洗澡...我们绝对是个爱干净的队伍...导致最后一个国道全是车子和晾晒的衣服...骑行公里：88.43公里海拔：2250m爬升到2550m（丽江老君山）-1860m（虎跳峡镇）花费：50RMB备注：午饭需自带干粮2012年9月17日...我们还在睡梦中就被暴走的敲门声给吵醒...可能是头一天第一天长途...大家身体还没有完全适应...都感觉挺累的...这个夜晚...我们都睡的很香...很沉...直到暴走敲门敲了好一会...我们才醒来...每次起来洗漱完毕到把车驼包弄好...我们总要耽误1个小时左右的时间...也可算的上是些超级模特了...6点半起床...9点才吃好早点...你说是不是名模？在骑行的过程中...这个每天的早点是必须要吃好吃饱的...不然还没到中午你的身体可能就会出现虚脱了...本来路上就不是每个地方都有补给...有时候中午饭还只能吃干粮...在这样的情况下...早点就更是不可或缺的了...6元的早点是一大碗啊一大碗...味道还很好呢...我吃的是砂锅米线...再往西藏方向走过了这里可能就吃不到正宗的云南米线了..吃完早点我们就开始出发了...由于头一天夏言摔伤...今天起来手完全动不了了...没办法骑车...尼姑和夏言搭车去香格里拉等我们...而我们继续骑行前进...出镇子的时候我们去盖了邮戳...小贱这个神经病....叫人家邮局姐姐盖他手上...我说哥们...你怎么不改在脸上啊...多帅气啊...今天的路程不是缓上坡就是大上坡...几乎没什么下坡而言...一路上天气变化不断...一会大太阳...一会又下雨...这高原的太阳真的是太毒了...出太阳的时候...由于暴走穿着的是短款骑行裤..就那么10分钟的太阳...直接晒的通红...轻微晒伤...摸上去都会疼...今天还看到五彩云了..就那么一小朵...五颜绿色的...真好看...后来又下雨了...就这么一会下雨一会太阳...弄的我们穿衣服很不好穿...滇藏线上的蜗牛抠门骑行队就是我们了...哈哈...虽说我们说是要一路抠门...其实每天我们至少有一顿正餐是吃的很好的...才出来的时候总是对涂鸦特别的感兴趣...觉得很有趣...一定要把自己的名字印在滇藏的路上...好将来祭奠自己的这段旅程...写...看见空白的地方就写..才骑了20多公里我就有点骑不动了...驼包太重了...又一直都是缓上坡...我整个身体站起来都压不下去脚踏...还必须使劲登...这时候...好心的2号队长黑焰帮我驼了我的顶包...这也是我唯一的一次让队友帮我驼包...就这样他自己的三合一再加一个我的顶包..一直驼到了小中甸...也让我的这段路程没有那么艰难了...相对轻松了很多...果断决定到了香格里拉后把驼包重新整理...把废物发回家...精简在精剪... 冲江河过后...中午该吃饭了....我们在一个小卖铺门口开始吃干粮...不够的又跟老板买...还要了免费的热水...就是这个时候我们认识了啊东...他是广州 人...长的又高又帅...特别喜欢摄影...他这次是在丽江买的自行车只骑到香格里拉...然后去普达措的...跟我们一起骑到的香格里拉...一路上他都在摄影...可能是因为他平时在家经常踢球...所以体力还不错...俄迪隧道...我暴走啊东我们三个先到...然后等后面的宝贝...要过隧道了...不是每个队友都有前车灯...我们必须一起走....我找到的一块超干净的涂鸦地...必须写...就在俄迪隧道口...由于这个时候还没有和鬼宝、12、邱哥汇合...所以只有我们9个的名字了...我的字丑不要笑话哦.... 走这样的路就是要...不抬头...只要看着轮子下面的路就好...如果想让自己的心里好受点的话...直到骑到了这里...我们才停下来休息...谢谢黑焰帮我驮着顶包...这个家伙在家的时候每天上班下班60公里...所以体力挺好的...在路上总会遇到很多人坐在车里，然后向窗外伸出大拇指...对着我们喊...哥们牛B啊...然后扔下一堆汽车尾气扬长而去... 休息了好长一段时间...为什么还有三个人没到呢？....我们等了好一会...原来故事是这样的：骑这段路的时候等待在倒数第三个...小哲在倒数第二个...李理在最后...等待看这个大转弯好大好难骑...还大上破...要不...要不抄近路吧...叫着小哲就往公路下面的草地去了...这个时候李理也骑上来了...等待一个招手“李理，快来...哥带你抄近路...”...这家伙看看前面的路...果断的跟着下去了...还想着捡了大便宜...心里想着...前面的人都是大傻B...有近路不走...那么大的转弯还大上坡的...累死你们...就这样..三个人...兴高采烈的就去了...从这边的公路到对面的公路...对...这样他们可以减去大转弯的路程不走...就这么决定...三个人骑到了对面...但是要怎么上去上面的公路呢？？？草地离上面的公路有好高一大截呢...李里看了下地形....妈呀...被骗了...他正处于一处很容易塌方的地方...散落下来的石头很不稳定...把车子一辆辆抬上去是不可能的...他们打算坐下来商量下...正好也休息下....可是我们就不明白了...你休息归休息...你们还干了什么见不得人的事情了？？？居然被牛追着跑...跑了好大一截那牛才停止了追赶...最后是小哲把车一辆一辆抬着爬上了公路...此小插曲的终结以至于他们3个落在了我们后面好长一段距离...也消耗了他们太多的体力...云南十八怪：东边日出西边雨....这的天气就是那么怪...还好它奖励了我们一个大大的彩虹特别的漂亮...我听啊东说过...他小时候在山西好事那里的时候从来没有见过彩虹...他见过的所有的彩虹都是后来来到云南才看见的....这娃...静听一定又兴奋了...特别是又看到了七彩云... 继续前行抵达吉达牧草原...这里也被称为千湖山草原、小中甸草原...其实不大...就是山顶上一块面积很小的草地...不知何时被开发成所谓的景区...但在我看来每年藏历6月15日在这里举行的自藏族先民就传承下来的达拉节可能比草原本身更具有意义...就这么一路的骑啊骑 ...由于几乎一路都是上坡导致我们7点才到达小中甸...大家都没体力了...又饿又冷...如果继续2.30公里感到香格里拉的话...可能我们到11.12点才能到...而且不是每个人都带前车灯...就算都有前车灯夜骑也是很危险的...更何况后面还有三个淘气哥...反正我是不想走了...也走不动了...最后一致决定就在小中甸休息...等了他们有半个多小时他们三个才赶到...在餐馆点了一桌子好吃的...饿死了...22元每人...住了10元一晚的床位...那根本就是个昆虫世界...床上、枕头上都不时会有小虫子...墙角的虫子更厉害爬上爬下就像赶着去开会一样...一盏暗黄的灯...总有那么几只虫子还是什么飞蛾的在绕着它公转...没有电热毯...没插座...洗漱或者上厕所要走很远..黑漆漆的...外面还有两只拴着链子的藏獒...还好今天有点小小感冒...打开睡袋再加上被子和毛毯...我就那么沉沉的睡过去了...而路人害怕...都不敢住...跑到等待他们房间...小哲把床让给路人...自己跑去跟等待睡一块...以至于从这一晚之后他们成了好基友好丽友....我就一个人在一间睡到了大天亮...海拔：最高3160m...最低1790m...行程：67.78km消费：45RMB备注：几乎都是上坡...全程柏油路...路况较好...午餐需自带...2012年9月18日早上起来心情特别的好...想着马上就要到梦中的香格里拉了...马上又要和尼姑夏言汇合了...早餐6元一大碗面...在这里就开始用高压锅煮面条之类的了...海拔解释问...本来可以喝到纯手工打的酥油茶...但是后来我们队伍个个都要买...老板娘闲人多打不动就不卖了...悲催啊...早知道悄悄的啊...一路上风景都挺好的...几乎都是起伏路面加平路...没什么难度....这红红绿绿的很好看...但是走进去才知道是沼泽....今天的行程很简单...一点都不赶时间...我们早上差不多10点了才出发了...睡了个小小的懒觉...所以我们是一路玩着过去的...到这里已经很能感受到一些藏族的东西了....很多经幡....一般经幡上面有5种颜色...白色代表白云...蓝色代表天空...红色代表火...黄色代表土...绿色代表水...跟我们内地说的五行我点相似...这是岔路口的佛塔...佛塔岔口有三条路：左行至机场、前行上214国道...我们则跟着等待绕着这个大佛塔骑了一周才右转进入县城...穿过康珠大道去古镇跟尼姑汇合...这个转佛塔是有讲究的...一般转单不转双数...中午十分就到达了尼姑帮我们找好的鑫和源酒店...50一间的间...25一个人...环境很好...很舒服...停车也很方便...免费WIFI、电视、热水...中午吃了午饭点菜15元每人...然后上楼休息午睡...下午去车店保养了自行车...回来就开始洗一大堆的衣服...还好老板把他的洗衣机借我把洗好的衣服甩干...晚上我和暴走夜游香格里拉古城....古城口有个金光点缀的佛塔...很漂亮...果断转一圈.... 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