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陈昭仪我在黑社会的日子之系列一 出国之前的半个月左右时间, 我过的很好,因为有人陪着.如果可以,我希望时间能永远定格在那一段…… 走的那天是2008年6月16号,一辈子都不会忘记的一个日子. 在机场等待登机的那段时间里,打了两个电话给两个比较重要的人,然后,手机停机,跟了我一年多的电话就此殉职.然后办理登机手续,一切顺利, 北京时间21点左右,我登上了埃塞俄比亚航班ET605,找到自己的座位后,安静地等待飞机的起飞. 起飞时间是21点15分,结果到了21点30分了,飞机还没动弹,正纳闷呢,往窗外一看,就明白了,北京不知什么时候开始下起了小雨,影响了飞机的正常起飞,等啊等啊等,最后快到23点的时候,雨终于小了很多,飞机慢慢地晃动它庞大的躯体,准备起飞了……. 23点09分,一段急速滑行后,飞机升空.我心里默念,再见北京,再见中国,再见亚洲,再见北半球…… 飞机上乘客很少,座位空了近四分之三, 并且基本上都是黑人.几个黑人空姐长的按照当地的准应该是不错,服务还算周到,就是有一点不好-----不笑.可能在她们国家没专门训练过.我想在中国,空姐如果不微笑着服务,饭碗都可能丢了.，， 有个空姐抱着一大堆报纸,挨个问有看报的没,到我身边的时候,她问我”Chinese?” 我说”Yes, Chinese”, 结果她随手就扔给我一本<<;北京青年报>>,说实话,当时心里还有一点点遗憾,想如果是英语的报纸,我还能练练英语阅读……. 呵呵,自己掌嘴~ 值得一提的是飞机上的食物，特别的丰富，有牛肉和鱼肉，奶酪，蔬菜，饼干面包，饮料，各种调料。飞行的途中一共吃了三顿饭，每次该吃饭的时候我都在睡觉，都是空姐轻轻地把我碰醒，然后提醒我该进餐了。前两顿我要的饮料是可乐，菠萝汁，芬达，后来想来点不一样的，就随口问空姐有没有wine? 空姐说yes,然后就递我一瓶白酒，我才意识到其实我想要的不是wine，而是西方人喝的葡萄酒之类的，于是，我指着推车上一个瓶子问what’s this ? 空姐告诉我说那是 威士忌，我心想，正好尝一尝吧，于是，我说，a little.空姐就给我倒了小半杯，第一次喝传说中的威士忌，感觉不咋地，含在嘴里的感觉像可乐，咽下去的感觉又像掺了水的白酒，没意思。 飞机在飞行途中一共停了三次，分别在印度首都新德里，埃塞俄比亚首都亚的斯亚贝巴，还有加蓬。值得一提的是，下了北京出发的飞机，我就打听怎么转机，工作人员指着一个巴士叫我上去，我一看，刚才跟我一个飞机的人几乎都在上面，看来大家都是一路的。在巴士启动前，我结识了一个中国小伙，是我主动打的招呼。我凑到他跟前说：您是中国人吗？小伙不太热情，回答说是，我一听是中国人就乐了，异国他乡的遇到一个中国人不容易啊，尽管他不怎么热情，估计是长年流浪在外早就麻木了。我又问了他几个问，得知小伙是去赤道几内亚的，公司总部在大连，他已经在国外工作三年了。我问他，飞机在北京的时候就已经晚起飞两个来小时了，那转飞机还来的及吗？因为正常的情况下需要在这里等两个半小时，也就是说还留给我半个小时的时间办理转机手续，还要安检什么的。而现在的我刚上转机前的巴士，看样子巴士还要开上一段时间，而且此时巴士还没启动。。。小伙说，应该能赶趟，这个巴士不会开太长时间的，结果他话音还没落，巴士就启动了，结果最滑稽的场面就出现了，巴士充其量也就开了十秒钟吧，一点不夸张，就在一个门口停下了，所有人都往下走，我下车一看，刚才下的飞机就停在离我20米不到的地方。开始我还以为惊讶的不止我一个，结果环视一圈，发现大伙都若无其事习以为常地往里走。你说这十来步的距离直接走过来不就完了，至于上个巴士并且等上几分钟等所有人都上来了再启动然后没等一档换二档呢目的地就到了，至于吗？看工作人员以及乘客的表情就知道，还真至于。 在亚的斯亚贝巴的安检挺正规，甚至是过于正规，每个人都要解下腰带，脱下鞋，一屋的臭脚味我就不多说啥了。 飞机飞到加蓬又停了，我怀疑真实的情况是不是像郭得刚先生相声里说的那样，飞机没油了，停下来加油。 再次起飞是一个小时之后，我旁边上来一个特别像科比的黑人，以至于我兴奋了好一阵子，而且更让我兴奋的是科比的旁边坐着一个酷似乔丹的人，莫不是NBA包专机去非洲慈善比赛？然后正好空了一个座被我买到了？呵呵，再次自我掌嘴。 在一万多米的高空透过飞机的窗户往外看，只能看到像雾一样的云彩，那种俯视云层的感觉真的不错，飞机低空飞行的时候看下面，除了大片大片的海洋就是大片大片的森林，给人的感觉就是这地方怎么这么原始。零星地能看到几户人家，周围连一条象样的路都没有，都是泥泞的草地，真纳闷平时他们怎么出行。 又飞了一个多小时吧，机场结识的那个中国小伙指着窗外对我说：看，这就是你要去的城市——Douala（杜阿拉），我望着这片房屋稍微密集一些的土地惊讶地问他：这也叫城市？？？他平静地说：对，这就叫城市，而且，这里还是西非一带的经济中心。我无语了。。。 北京时间大约21点，当地时间大约14点，我下了飞机，算是真正意义上来到了这个我即将生活两年的地方。我在黑社会的日子之系列二 先简单介绍一下这边跟我一起吃住的几个中国人。 季经理，我的顶头上司，四十多岁，特豪爽特大气的一个人，一看就是那种不拘小节，眼光长远的人，他跟我说过一句话给我印象最深刻，他说：一定要亲手把我带出来。我相信他，也相信自己；大刚，三十一岁，有女朋友，未婚，可以说是我工作的模范前辈，因为我所要做的就是以他为模版，尽管他到喀麦隆的时间也不长，才两个月，但工作套路已经基本掌握，何况人家来之前就有相关的工作经验，再上手也容易得多，他人不错，我什么不懂就问他，他也不厌其烦地告诉我，处处尽显大哥风范，好人一个，一个好人；廖哥，三十三岁的已婚四川男人，还好家不在震区。简单跟他说几句话就能看出他是一个特朴实特诚恳特亲切特居家爱家的人，跟我是室友，我们有一个共同点，就是都特别怕热，热一点都受不了，基本上房间不开空调我俩就都睡不着觉，所以每天都开整晚的空调，宁可冷点也不让自己热着，尽管我们也知道空调吹多了不好，但没办法，这里又闷又热，呆着呆着汗就自己留下来，所以，管不了那么多了，晚上尽情地吹，白天无奈地晒；金哥，四十多岁的在我眼中比较成功的男人，一看就是特别精明的人，什么事都能办明白，并且基本什么都懂，好象在北京买了房子，也是好人一个。 刚到喀麦隆的前几天，倒时差，挺有意思的，总感觉这里白天跟晚上都特别的长，下午五六点钟的时候就困，因为有7个小时的时差，下午五六点钟正是北京时间凌晨一两点钟也就是我的准睡觉时间，而我这边却是艳阳高照，有种包宿后的疲倦感。这边晚上是家那边的后半夜，所以晚上7。8点钟的时候就困的睁不开眼睛了。前天晚上跟他们唠嗑，唠了很长时间，我当时感觉差不多能有11点左右了，结果一看表就傻了，才8点多，离这边通常的睡觉时间11点多还早呢。 我工作的地方是一个卖场，卖家具。我初来乍到，什么都不懂，所以每天的任务就是跟在大刚屁股后面转，学习他怎么跟员工交流，怎么跟客户交流，怎么谈价钱，怎么跟讲法语的当地黑人讲英语。平时的顾客不多，少的时候三，四个，多的时候十来个，季经理说：不用多，每天要是能卖出三套家具，总部的老板就能天天坐飞机来非洲玩了，可见利润有多大。。。 没有顾客的时候就呆着，无聊至极地呆着。几个黑人员工总会凑到一块聊天，当然讲的是法语，我一句听不懂。我自己呆着实在没意思了，就过去跟他们没话找话地说话，用英语。通常的情况是，我说一堆他们都能听懂，一到他们说话，我就傻眼了，口音那叫不是一般两般的重，单纯口音重我就不说啥了，谁叫自己听力不咋好呢，关键是他们说英语经常搀杂着我一句不懂的法语，舌头能卷好几个圈，要么就是吞音，一句话没听清几个词就被他们吞肚子里去了，奶奶个腿的。一到他们说话我又听不懂的时候，我心里就特想过去踹他们两脚，让他们好好说话。 住的地方离卖场约十公里远，每天都由黑人司机哈桑接送，经理托人在国内带了几本磁带，基本上都是怀旧的，有不少我都没听过。新一点的也有，比如，《月亮之上》，呵呵，说到这个《月亮之上》我自己都忍不住笑了，以前在学校的时候就特烦这歌，感觉特俗，但现在我们居然在每天上下班的车上高分贝地放着《月亮之上》，歌声悠扬而久远地回荡在非洲一角的公路上，车外面是典型的非洲生活的缩影，黑，脏，破，乱，到处都是头顶着东西的黑人，呵呵，那场面不是一般的壮观与滑稽啊。 大刚说我们住的地方能算是一个比较老的富人区了，这里一般的住宅都是二层小楼，有高墙围绕，有狗看门，有所谓的保安巡逻，所以安全方面应该没什么问。公司在这边雇了一个黑人女保姆给我们做饭，手艺还行，做的都是中国菜，听说做法都是廖哥，金哥他们教的。早餐有点奇怪，一碗煮鸡蛋的清水，泡三个煮鸡蛋，吃的时候放四小块白糖。午餐在卖场吃经理回家带的盒饭，晚饭我们五个又坐在一起，个个光着膀子，穿着短裤，趿拉着拖鞋，边看唯一的一个中文频道中央四边吃饭，能有四五个菜，土豆茄子豆角鸡蛋西红柿萝卜辣椒香肠猪肉牛肉中的四五个，营养上还不错，但每天都翻来覆去的吃两年，估计吃到最后也能吃吐了。 我在黑社会的日子之系列三 走之前在网上了解到，杜阿拉的物价惊人，人均消费水平排全球第27位，在台北和洛杉矶前面，当时想，照这形式，我赚那点钱也不够自己花的啊,网上说这边吃一顿饭三个菜三瓶啤酒要三百多人民币, 一袋饼干要三四十,在北京的时候又听说这里吃饺子三块钱一个,苹果七块钱一个,于是就感慨了,他奶奶的,还让不让人活了? 到了这里以后发现,物价确实高,比如说饮料和啤酒,都是八块多人民币一瓶,稍微好一点的面包要八块多钱一个,5号电池很贵,将近十块钱一节.但也不是什么物价都高的离谱，比如衣服鞋什么的都跟国内价格差不多，今天我跑到一个体育用品专卖店（我也挺惊讶的，这破地方居然还有体育用品专卖店）买了一顶ADIDAS的帽子，花了6000，折合人民币正好96（人民币和当地的非洲法郎的兑换比率为1：62.5），比国内还便宜点。至于自己赚那点钱够不够花也不愁，因为所有的日常花销公司都给报销，有时中午经理有事不能回去给我和大刚带饭，我们就叫司机开车送我们去附近的面包店买面包，估计油钱都不比面包钱少多少。 自打来到杜阿拉，我的手机基本上没发挥过手机的作用，几乎就没响过，没有任何电话和短信，以前在国内每个月都得发500多条的短信，打100多块钱的电话，这下手机冷不丁地安静下来还真有点不适应，有时候我就盯着自己的手机，想：如果你能响一声，或者震动一下，该多好……这里用手机打电话特别贵，市话都50F/分，将近人民币的一块钱。手机打国际长途跟发国际短信一个价，都是300F，相当于人民币的四块多，黑，实在是黑！ 当地的钱太不值钱，以至于最大面值的货币是10000，我每天兜里揣7~8万块钱都没啥感觉，其实这样说也不对，因为还有点感觉，就是感觉兜了揣了一堆纸，一堆很值钱的纸。以前上学的时候，老师总说：钱，只是一种符号，一种货币符号，当时能够明白是这个道理，但是体会不到，现在是真真切切地体会到了，很SPECIAL 的感觉，有意思。 当地黑人大多数是很友好的，我刚到的几天没怎么意识到，因为总有人盯着你看，直钩钩地看，看到你心里发毛，当时的感觉就是他们好象有什么企图，比如抢个劫啥的。过后一想其实可以理解：你想啊，这么小个地方，远离喧嚣闹市，周围都是同种人，最起码是同种肤色，平时没事干就坐马路边上比一比看谁更黑一点，正比着呢，突然就看到这么一个或者几个跟他们肤色不同长相又大不一样的人从他们面前走过，能不好奇地多看两眼吗？ 接着说他们的友好。比如陌生人之间会互相问好，跟外国人更会主动打招呼。跟谁都崩祝喝（你好），要么就洒瓦（你好），或者卖喝西（谢谢），有的甚至会说中文，在路上碰到我们几个中国人，都主动打招呼，说：尼浩（你好），每每这时我们都热情地回应，彼此微笑致意。特别是黑人小孩，老远看你过来，就开始争先恐后地喊：尼浩，尼浩。看到我们能听懂并且回复说你好，小孩们就乐得屁颠屁颠的，跟过年似的。 。。。。。有意境没？？？发了半天帖子我也没给自己找个头，我去找头去，一会儿回来当年那谁跟我说，你看，非洲人还是很失常的嘛，大花裤衩。。。我在黑社会的日子之系列四 很多人都问我在这里具体的工作是什么，其实客观地说，没有什么具体的工作，只能说主要干什么，因为这边人手少，平时什么都得顾及，力所能及的小事也都做。我主要是当经理的翻译，以及兼任一份现金会计的工作，这俩活都不太好干。 先说翻译，我只做经理的口译，说白了，就是经理说完几句话一停顿，我就开始翻。以前从来没有过口译的翻译经验，现在刚一毕业就直接给人家当口译，只能说胆子不小，至于翻译质量，自我感觉还凑合，咱不求翻译的句子有多幽雅，语法有多正确，咱只求能基本上翻译出人家说的话，表达的意思，就哦了。所以，我基本上都是采用意译，见笑了，呵呵。经理是一个特别喜欢说话的人，基本上跟他在一起的人都没什么说话的机会，话都让他一个人说了。这句话的言外之意是我的翻译量不小。有时候就怕经理从他办公室出来，因为他一出来就说话，一说话我就得给他翻，所以闲着没事的时候我就一个人在那祈祷，比如祈祷经理在办公室睡着了之类的。然而，这都不算翻译的真正困难所在，真正的困难在于当地黑人说完一句两句甚至一大堆句，我要翻译给经理听。这就太难为我了，之前提到过当地人口音的问，这里就不多说了，总之，很难，只能慢慢适应。有一次当地电视台来公司洽谈一个给公司做宣传广告，署合同的事，我怎么也听不懂电视台那个负责人的意思，最后叫来大刚，我俩一起听，才算基本上弄明白怎么回事，这种例子屡见不鲜。 再说说现金会计那活。简单地说，就是经理把公司保险柜的钥匙交给了我，平时公司进帐出帐都得经过我，当然，出了什么差错也找我。各种发票，单据，借条，收据，看得我直迷糊。经理说：这些东西对别人来说，是普通的纸，但对你来说，就是钱，所以，每一张都得统计好，保管好。现在我每天随身携带的，除了护照，相机和几万块钱（当地不值钱的钱，备用的），就是保险柜钥匙了。 除了翻译和现金会计这俩活，其他都是零碎的，比如跟卡车回仓库运货，比如经理要出国给他定个飞机票，比如帮忙抬个沙发搬个茶几，再比如一个人的时候听一听出国之前在学校附近网吧下载到MP3里的歌，又比如闲着的时候带着一种强烈的民族自豪感跟他们黑人炫耀一下咱们中国有多么多么好，诸如此类，等等等等。 PS 工作时间为早八点半到晚五点半，一星期上六天班，周日休息。再说说周日。。。 一星期内只有周日能睡个懒觉，但还不能睡到自然醒，因为大家要一起吃早餐，别不理解，人家金哥给你做好放桌上了你都不早点起来吃有点说不过去（保姆周日休息）。吃过一日三餐之翻来覆去早餐之后，大家一起看会中央四。10点多的时候，就到了一星期内比较重要的时候了，集体出去打电话。不知道原由的该问了：为啥要集体出去打电话，为啥每星期打一次，平时不能打吗？答案是：不能，集体出去打电话是出于安全考虑（至于吗？至于，以后再具体解释），每星期打一次是出于便宜考虑，我们周日打电话的地方是一个距离住处步行要十五分钟的路边电话超市，这个时间这个地点打国际长途便宜，约六毛钱一分钟。在其他时间其他地点打国际长途将近两块钱一分钟。这个电话超市很小也很破，里面就四部电话，我们经常一去就四个人，所以有时碰到电话被人占用的情况还得等着。电话的信号也不是很好，有点杂音，而且经常莫名其妙地没了信号，于是就得重新打。有一点跟国内不同，就是只要你拨了一个号，不管通没通，都按通了收费，我第一次打不知道这情况，打一遍听到的是占线的嘀嘀声，就给挂了再试，结果还是占线，就这样翻来覆去拨了将近十次才打通，结帐的时候就傻眼了，每次占线都收我六毛钱，也就是说我为占线的电话花了将近六块钱，黑不？ 打完电话就回去，他们看电视，我就用电脑看个电影啥的（走之前特意下载了几十部电影），然后一两点钟的时候大家一起做饭。我不会做，就跟在家里似的，只能打个零杂跑个腿啥的，吃完饭洗碗也是我的专利，这一点跟在家里还是一样，没办法，不会做饭的人没有资格提不洗碗的不合理要求。 就这样到了四，五点钟，大家换了衣服，去住处附近一个职业学校打篮球。这段时间正值学校放假，听说放了两个多月，所以每次去都没几个人，只有几个十四五岁的男孩子早早地在篮球架那等着我们几个拿着篮球的中国人的到来。他们都喜欢打篮球，只是他们自己没有球，应该是买不起，不是买不到，因为前面说了，这里有体育用品专卖店。每次都跟他们分伙打，有时候是随机分，有时候是按国籍分，也就是我们几个中国人一伙，他们几个喀麦隆人一伙。每次一按国籍分我就有个滑稽的想法，总感觉这也算是一种使命，咱也算是代表国家出战，也算是国家队了，呵呵。别看他们一个个年纪不大，身体都高大强壮着呢，胳膊特别长，手也长，一个个跟长臂猿似的，吓人。再就是指甲长，我打了两次球，胳膊就被他们挠破了两次，大刚也被挠过。更值得一提的是：黑人身上都有一种气味，很难闻，甚至有点熏人。打篮球一出汗，气味就更大了，所以一场比赛下来咱们中国队要是能赢那是相当不容易了，意志跟体质的考验啊，相当之严峻。 到了晚上，他们看电视或者打扑克，我继续看我的电影，十二点左右睡觉。我在黑社会的日子之系列五 我每天都随身携带着相机，碰到特色的东西就及时地拍下来，但也不是随时随地都能拍照，因为有的当地黑人忌讳被别人拍照，他们认为这是要向外界揭示他们生活贫困的一面，有时候在未经允许的情况下拍他们足以惹怒他们，给自己带来麻烦，甚至能引发危险。所以，我每次拍照前都尽量征求一下对方的意见，一般都能欣然答应，也有不让拍的，那就真的不能拍了。还有很多是我在卖场里隔着厚厚的玻璃远距离拍的，当然就不必征求对方的意见了。 这里治安还算不错，警察和宪兵随处可见，连维持秩序的交通警察都人人佩带着枪，据说都是上着子弹的，傲气十足，经常没事找事，其实就是想跟人要点钱。谁要是违反了交通规则被这些警察逮着，直接掏1000F（16 RMB）或者2000F（32 RMB），就OK了，废话一句不用说，彼此都心知肚明，利马放行。 别看杜阿拉地方不大，车还真是不少，世界上最好的车在这里能找到，世界上最破的车也能找到。卡车和小面包车中十辆有八辆是奔驰，轿车中以丰田居多，我们上下班坐的车就是丰田，经理或者司机哈桑开，我跟大刚坐。大街上到处都是载满人和货物的黄色的小面包车，都是跑长途的，破的不行。这儿掉一大块漆，那凹进去一大片，到处锈迹斑斑，就像要散架子一样，再一看车前面的牌子，就傻眼了，奔驰！ 还有不计其数的摩托车，都是当出租车用，几乎没有谁闲着没事骑着摩托到处乱逛的。这里的出租车也跟别的地方有很大的不同，用我们的话说，可以拼客，也就是说一辆车可以拉上四五个完全不相干的人，去完全不相干的地方。乘客都不以为然。出租车很便宜，都不按里程记价，因为根本就没有记价器，上车告诉司机去哪，近的要200F（三块多人民币），远一点的300F（不到五块钱）。我没坐过，一是不安全，二是怕熏着。 到目前位置，我还没见到骑自行车的，应该是没有，不进口。当然，更没有公交车。 这里的公路很窄，并排也就能容下三辆车。车又多，再加上没有红绿灯，直接后果是严重堵车，特别是上下班的高峰期，堵车的情形几乎不比北京强多少。我们总是提前20分钟上班和下班来避开高峰期。有一次下班，车都开出一半路程了，突然接到卖场保安的电话，说经理办公室的空调忘关了，我们又只好往回返，这下就坏了菜了，粗略算了一下，平时我们上下班单程坐车要20分钟左右，结果那天我们回到公司关了空调再回到住处，前后花了将近两个小时，幸好坐在舒服的车里吹着空调听着歌，否则人真的能崩溃。 每次一堵车,头上顶着小商品的大人小孩就会凑到车跟前,问你买不买他们头顶上的东西.特别是小孩,有时候可怜巴巴地望着你,让你不由得产生一种不买他东西都不太忍心的想法. 很是有意思. 我在黑社会的日子之系列六 Sometimes…… 有时候，从黑人员工身边路过，见他们在唠嗑，叽里咕噜的说着法语，我就问他们：What are you 嘟囔ing about? 每当这时他们就一脸的困惑，我从来都不解释这句话啥意思，决定让他们永远地困惑下去。 有时候,跟男黑人员工一起讨论点中西文化风俗差异的问,比如宗教信仰.我跟迪万说,在中国,大多数人都不信仰宗教,都不相信有上帝的存在,但很多人都迷信,因此相信有鬼的存在.他听了眼睛睁的老大,感觉太不可思议了,怎么能不信仰宗教呢?怎么能不相信上帝呢?他问我没有上帝的话,最初的人是怎么来的呢?世界上的万物是怎么出现的呢?我说那是进化的结果,什么东西都是进化的结果,包括人….不管我怎么说,他就是不同意.我清楚地知道对于一个不信仰宗教的人来说,能够理解信仰宗教的人为什么信仰宗教;但是反过来,叫一个从小就有宗教信仰的人去理解其他不信仰宗教的人为什么不信仰宗教,是很难的事情. 最后,我开玩笑地问他Can you forgive me that I don’t believe in God? 他笑着说Yes. 有时候,跟女员工赛微或者格拉第斯唠嗑.赛微说她希望自己是一个女博士,因为她感觉博士特荣耀特神气.我告诉她,在中国有一种说法.说的是世界上有三种人;男人,女人和女博士,然后解释给她这种说法的含义.我以为她听了后会很惊讶,结果人家一点不惊讶,她说她虽然没听过三种人的说法,但她能完全理解这种说法的含义.就这样,她的不惊讶反而引发了我的惊讶……又低估人家了,罪过…… 有时候，我在卖场学点法语单词，汉语注的发音自己总是不能正确地掌握语调，于是就请黑人员工领我读几遍。然而就这么几个人，彼此间的发音都不一样，各有各的口音，我就不管那些了，逮着谁跟谁学，每次我都问他们：我说这个词的时候你能不能听懂，直到他们说能了，这个词就PASS。书里有一页是介绍各种消极感叹词的，比如；倒霉，糟糕，见鬼，混蛋，***。于是我就问黑人员工YUGO,我说这些词里你们用的最多的是哪个词?YUGO看了半天,告诉我,是Merde(***),挺实用的,没记错的话应该是我记得最快的一个词.汉语这样发音妹喝的(“喝”轻读),来,大家一起跟我读妹----喝-----的! 当然了，要想让他们乐此不疲地给我领读法语单词，必须想点办法给点回报，最实惠的莫过于教他们汉语了，他们也非常乐意学。我更乐意教，就当弘扬中国文化了。难一点的他们记不住，就教点简单的，比如你好，再见，谢谢，不用谢，加油，哦了，等等等等。有一天早晨，司机哈桑接我和大刚上班。路上堵车，哈桑就把手刹车一拉，伸了个懒腰，打了个哈欠，然后就冒出来一句：我困了！特准的汉语，把我和大刚都整一愣，随后哈桑自己也乐了，不知道这家伙跟谁学的。。。我在黑社会的日子之系列7 有些事情，只有当你真正身临其境的时候，才能理解，比如非洲人民生活的艰难程度。由于科技不发达，工业太落后，以至于大到飞机轮船汽车机电设备小到桌椅板凳牙刷奶瓶都需要进口，大部分商品的物价因此会翻上好几翻，个别当地产的作物比如香蕉菠萝芒果木瓜之类的相比之下算是相当便宜了，那还跟中国的价格差不多。另一方面，人们的收入实在有限，生活在城市里的差不多能找到一份工作，月薪 90000F（人民币不到1500）那算相当不错了，一般的也就40000F~50000F，折合人民币640~800。很多人赚的钱都不够一个月生活必需品的花销，如果开支当天因故不能正常给员工发工资，他们可能一天都吃不上饭，一点没夸张。有一次跟我的同事迪万（此人是喀麦隆最好的大学毕业的，大学名称我忘了）聊天，我们说到了电视，他告诉我，如果他想买电视，那就得攒上一年多的钱，还不一定够。我问：那汽车呢？他说：我都没想过也不敢想。我又问：房子呢？他说：太遥远了。。。。。。 这还只是生活在城市里的人，对于生活在下面小城镇农村的人来说，情况就更遭了。他们仅有的生活来源可能就是靠卖点自家产的作物或者倒卖点小商品然后都一个模式地放在筐之类的东西里顶在头上去城市里卖，当天的收入可能就够一天的饭钱，生意不好就等着饿肚子吧。 他们吃饭也不跟我们似的一日三餐分得特别明白，基本上一天一顿正餐，上午或者中午吃，到晚上饿了的话就随便吃一口，省钱。当然，有钱人除外。我看过他们吃的正餐，并拍了照片。一根法式长面包，硬得硌牙，一小块鱼或者牛肉，一盘不知道拿什么拌的豆，看着都没食欲，人家却吃得津津有味。 当地的酒度数都小，啤酒都是三点几度或者四点几度，但是很纯，喝起来跟国内十一度的啤酒差不多。葡萄酒就更不用说了，在哪都一样，没啥度数，跟可乐似的。晚饭的时候，我们几个经常是吃大米饭各自就着一大杯葡萄酒，想想都滑稽。我曾经跟我的黑人同事讨论过酒的问，我跟他们说，在中国，我们都喝五，六十度的白酒，喝一杯都没啥感觉，他们一听都傻眼了，因为白酒他们听说过，但是没想到白酒的度数这么大，太incredible 了。 之前听说这里饺子三块钱一个，到这后听吃过当地饺子的廖哥说，那都是便宜的，这里的饺子是300F一个，折合人民币四块八！之前听说的一顿饭三瓶啤酒三个菜要三百多的情况也被我验证了。前两天国内公司的一个经理去尼日利亚，路过喀麦隆，晚上一起出去吃饭。我们去的是一家江西人开的饭店，叫银龙餐厅，名字很大气。据说这个餐厅在当地也算是一个老字号了，生意特别好，价钱合理，饭菜可口。我还以为能有多好呢，不说相当于国内四星五星也得是两星三星啊，结果进去一看，还真能算五星级的：餐厅设备一星，服务质量一星，饭菜对口程度一星，卫生状况一星，再就是黑人女服务员长相勉强算一星，加一块正好五星。餐厅墙壁没粉刷，窗户漏风，破桌子破椅子，就跟国内汽车站火车站旁边的小餐馆差不多。那天我们六个人要了七个菜，喝了17瓶啤酒，共花了50800F，相当于人民币 812元，黑不？ 我在黑社会的日子之系列8 我个人最喜欢吃的肉是鸡肉，没想到来喀麦隆将近一个月的时间，第一次吃上鸡肉居然是在当地的一个赌场里。 有必要先简单说明一下时间地点人物，否则会有一大批人质问我：不学好去那地方干什么？ 上周六下班以后，经理开车拉着我们几个去一个北京饭店吃饭，具体的情况就不描述了，总之跟上次吃饭的情况差不多，环境能好一点，价钱特别贵。唯一需要强调的一点是，这个响当当的北京饭店里，老鼠居然特别多，我就亲眼看见地上和屋顶上各有一只，所以饭吃得有些提心吊胆，生怕屋顶上的老鼠掉我们桌上。吃过饭就没事了，于是决定一起去赌场看看，长这么大还没去过真正意义上的赌场呢，哪怕只是看看，也算长长见识了。于是就去了。。。 喀麦隆的赌场很多，我们去的那个就在当地繁华街道的路边上。先过一个大铁门，然后有几个身强体壮的黑人把着门，我还以为需要出示什么证件，结果什么都不用，直接进。里面不算大，能容纳一百多人。我们进去的时候大约有80多人，而且大部分都是中国南方人。赌场里面有八个大的赌桌，一半是轮盘赌局，一半是扑克牌局，还有几个老虎机。每个赌桌都安排三个服务员，一个坐在赌桌的最边上，虎视眈眈地监督，防止有人作弊。一个负责发牌，还有一个负责洗牌，收钱。再就是几个黑人服务员到处晃悠，发个酒水饮料之类的。 我站在赌桌旁边看了半天也没看太明白赌博的规则，很复杂。但有一点看明白了，就是这些赌钱的人输钱如流水一般，并且十个人当中最少有八个人是输的，收钱那个都忙的手忙脚乱。我旁边那个中国人，一根筋似的专门压一个区，结果几分钟的工夫就输了十万多非洲法郎，折合人民币两千左右。 廖哥手痒了，尽管还不太会玩，于是从我这借了四万（RMB：640），我说你最好是先看看，掌握套路了再上，他说没事，我试试，于是就真试去了，我就站他跟前看着他试试。 结果这一试就把钱全给试进去了，最可气的是廖哥旁边那个中国人，他自己说是抚顺的，从一开始就摆出一副老江湖的样子，口若悬河地给廖哥讲：你应该什么时候下注，你应该在哪个区下注，你应该怎么观察发牌人的表情，你应该跟紧哪个点儿横的人，你应该咋地咋地。。。开始我还以为这小子有多赌神呢，心想今天算是遇到高人了，咱也能长长见识，结果人家从一开始就输，各种输。你说你输就输吧，至少应该谦虚地说几句委婉的话比如今天手气实在不佳之类的给自己找个台阶下，结果人家倒好，还继续大言不惭地给廖哥传授经验，我看到廖哥都无奈的笑了，我也不好说什么，只好无奈了地离开了。 来到巴台前，我找了个空坐，要了一杯加冰的免费可乐，坐那悠闲地看电视。心想：今天真是赚了，没赌博没往里面白白扔钱不说，还免费喝到了外面卖的挺老贵的可乐。正想着，那边上来了免费的自助餐，谁饿了就随便过去挑着吃，忙着输钱的干脆简单挑点食物拿到赌桌上边赌边吃。我一点不饿，但为了满足一下对赌场里自助餐的好奇心以及考虑到应该给赌场老板一点面子，便拿上餐盘简单地挑了点面包，羊肉串，烤鸡翅（点了不是？）木瓜，菠萝，还有点蔬菜沙拉。 又呆了一会，没啥意思，时间已到晚上十一点，于是打道回府。 赌场也不过如此，见识已经长完，以后不去了。我在黑社会的日子之系列9 经理规定，每天早上九点都要开一个晨会，员工轮流主持，目的是提高大家的工作积极性。每次负责的人都说上几句话，回顾一下昨天，放眼一下今天，再展望一下明天，等等等等，也就是走一下形式。话都总结差不多了后， 大伙站成一圈，把各自的左手搭在左边人的肩膀上，同时右手握紧，伸出大拇指，左边的人握住右边人的大拇指，并伸出自己的大拇指供下一个人握，以此类推地往上摞（我说明白没？），姿势都摆好后，主持人大喊一声：One team, one dream!!!，然后大伙一起扯着嗓子喊：加油！（汉语版的），再然后一起鼓掌并解散。我发现每次黑人员工喊完加油都特兴奋，就跟那什么了似的。 最近是生意的淡季，每天都没有几个顾客，所以大伙都闲得不行，一个个没精打采的，上午还都能没事找事地给自己找点事做，下午干脆就凑一块唠唠嗑，扯扯淡。每次大刚看到女员工赛微在那比比划划地跟别人唠嗑，就直接问她，又臭美呢啊？赛微就一脸迷惑地问我大刚说的话啥意思，我就说，他夸你呢，她当然不信，我也不过多解释。我则经常问赛微：你又在那白话啥呢？赛微就去问大刚啥意思，大刚也总敷衍地回答：夸你呢！ 经常有卖各种当地水果的人从卖场前面路过，我们就经常买一些一起吃，我发现，只要是水果，他们就说delicious，要么就very good。客观地说，当地的水果还真不咋地，味道都怪怪的。印象最深的一次是在他们黑人员工的推荐下，我跟大刚买了几个小苹果大小的绿的水果，闻起来像茄子，我问他们是不是茄子，他们都说不是，还都说特别的sweet,我怀着极大的好奇心吃了一口，结果发现，完完全全就是没发育好的生茄子，sweet个6啊，一点好吃的滋味没有。我就纳闷了，他们一个个都吃得那么津津有味。 说到这想起个插曲，我有个习惯，只要是没吃过的东西，第一次吃之前都闻一下，然后再吃，没想到这么简单的习惯性动作还是当地人所忌讳的，有一次我闻的时候被赛微看见了，她有点不太高兴地问我：Hey！ Andrew！ What are you doing ? 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陈裕俐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. 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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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黄洁玫引子：穿越狼塔线的最佳季节又到了，狼塔线（新疆户外更喜欢称其为“狼C线"，主要是为了区别于狼塔a线、狼塔b线两条相对较简单的线路的缘故吧）以其神秘的传说、绝美的风光和三高（高危险、高强度、高海拔）而蜚声全国户外界，被越来越多的驴友所追捧。由于穿越狼塔的难度已经远远超过著名的夏特古道，所以每年能有机会走狼塔线的驴友也是少之又少。 这篇穿越狼c的日志，是2009年国庆节长假穿越狼c回来所作。由于新疆断网近一年，故还没有机会公开发表。我们这次穿越后，至今并没有其他的队伍再走狼c。文中所称的狼c既是狼塔线。希望这篇日志对你了解狼塔，穿越狼塔有所帮助。 先上一张穿越狼塔的照片，这是在翻越3960米的蒙特开增大阪途中狼塔三险之一----空中栈道美 女 与 狼 c2009版狼塔c线穿越攻略简介--- D3日：10月2日，晴天 早9：00拔营。从马鞍山营地下降200米，来到一不知名的小河沟。 这时，走在前面的“石头”和“飞翔”高兴地大呼小叫！ 原来，他们在沟底下，捡到了昨天被大风吹走遮阳帽和背包罩 再往前走，经过一段约30米高，坡度达50度小陡坡，就来到一条较大的小河边。 河水很清，沿河谷顺流向前走几十米，跨过一座简易木桥，再爬过一块档在前面的大石头，传说中的狼塔C线空中栈道就已经开始了。 今天的大部分路段，将不停地在木桥—河道—空中栈道—马道之间来回穿梭切换。在狼c，这样的简易木桥对我们来说简直就是南京长江大桥呀在五、六十米高的断崖上开凿出来空中栈道，即让人兴奋刺激，更让人紧张害怕！ 换个角度，再来看看这段栈道 栈道之间是马道连接。 可是，近三分一的马道都是四十五度以上的陡坡，需要手脚并用攀爬。爬得那个累呀！ 更别说部分让人心惊肉跳的斜切路段了！ 稍有不慎，就会“驴”失前蹄，抱憾终身的。（我们就是沿右手方向横切到下面的台普西克玛河谷，这段横切坡度在45度以上，局部达到50度以上，需要格外小心） 大家格外小心地穿过三段不太长的空中栈道，再爬上一个近百米的四十五度陡坡，然后斜切一个坡度四十五度长约四、五百米的碎石坡，就来到狼C路上著名的台普希克玛河谷。 中午12：30到达台普希克玛河谷。 简单午餐后，于1：30分出发，沿河谷一路上行。 反复在简易木桥间跳跃，有几处干脆就是独木一根。 队员们行走在独木桥上，练就着平衡木的功夫！到最后，连独木桥也没有了，还是换鞋淌水过河吧 在这段路上，我们还捡到了2008年狼c队伍里一位队员被河水冲走的包。 事故地点在老虎口，后文中还将提到。 相机、头灯等还在，只是已经无法使用。 台普希克玛河，是发源于狼塔的呼图壁河一条主要支流。该地的河谷狭窄，河水湍急。 传说中的狼C空中栈道，绝大部分都分布这段河谷里。 河谷两侧的山体极为陡峭，人工开凿出来的狭窄的空中栈道，在垂直的峭壁上盘旋而上，通过时让人心惊肉跳。空中栈道时而通向山梁，时而进入谷底，走在上面其实就是沿空中栈道在翻山越岭，体力消耗巨大。 河谷里植被丰富，次生林密集。虽然错过了最美的季节，但是，此时河谷丰富的植被，亦然色彩斑斓，红、黄、绿相间。谷底的台普希克玛河水清澈透亮，印衬出一副美轮美奂的河谷风光！ 相信9月中旬来这里的山友应该可以欣赏到更美的台普希克玛河谷景色！ 美丽的台普希克玛河谷风光 秀美的景色总是能让人格外的激动，有时还情不自禁会做出一些出格的事情。“高疯子”就是其中一个，经不住清澈透明的河水和两岸油画般的色彩的引诱，这位冬泳健将竟然出人意料地迅速把自己扒光，在温度只有七、八度冰河水里，来了个天体冷水浴！（照片未经本人同意请勿外传O(∩_∩)O哈哈~） 吓地两位女队友“石头”和“eleven”赶紧躲得远远的，烧水做饭去了. 中午3：30分，我们来到了空中栈道上很出名的那段栈道。说它出名，是因为这段栈道被山体塌方切断，已经无法正常通行。更重要的理由是，去年在这里曾经发生过山友堕包事件（幸好掉下去的是包而不是人！）。 下面插播一段“广告”，是我的队友也是狼c队伍里的二位美女之一关于这次狼c穿越的文字：狼c，走还是不走，是个问 作者：eleven “狼C”——走还是不走，是个问（上篇） （首先申明，这不是一篇游记、指南或攻略，这只是两个月后个人“徒后感”，如果记忆发生偏差，关于路途记述有差错之处，纯属“必然”，请各位大虾纠偏。虽然我在这段时间也梦回了几回，可是每次梦回都无端的生出些故事情节来，并且不知道该将这些情节安在哪里！） 酒的好喝正在于他的难喝。 ——《伤城》 走完这条线路后，偶而会和周围不曾徒过但却不断对徒步这事向往之的个别朋友聊关于“徒步”这档事，当我假模假势地说起这事时，内心的真实想法是：呸，就这破事儿有什么可聊的，没有开始徒却向往徒的家伙们总是想把这事提高到一个高度，俗称“升华”，无论是从哲学意义还是精神境界（如同当初的我，居然可以用“当初”，羞愧难当。如果非要提高高度，那就是头的那句了），其实呢，去他的，不过走走路而已，结局就是所有的关节不太灵光，象我这样的，居然还能整出“习惯性呕吐”这样的问来。所以劝你，别走！（这态度象极了小牛童鞋打电话让我选择“狼C”去还是不去时的态度。）。 大概9月中上旬时，小牛打电话说“刚刚好”他们准备走“狼C”，问我去否，我犹犹豫豫地不做选择，话里的意思大致是要小牛帮我做个决定，如果他觉的我能走，我就走，如果他觉的我不能，我再考虑考虑（意思是他如果愿意在路上帮我，就走，如果不帮就不走，阴险。），可是他就甩下一句话：“自己都觉的不行，那还走个屁呀，退坑！”，经过几个晚上的挣扎，我还是决定去，即使做出决定时还是两腿发抖。 这期间时不时朋友打来电话说天气预报说那几天变天，或者去户外店买东西也被店主一番规劝，“鲜橙多”在电话里大小道理又统统讲了一遍，然后参加两次碰头会，石头还是如此的坚定，打电话给背包问：猜猜看还有谁，背包答：大脚（多谢背包赐名）。 对于我来说也许不该放弃此次机会。参会的人如此激动、兴奋，以致于从“征途户外”出来，坐在下行的电梯里，大家只顾着讲话，完全没有注意到电梯压根就没动，没有人按1楼楼层。 走此线的家伙，脑子统统有问。在回家的路上，“树”给我做了最后一次思想工作：既然决定去，其他的事情一概不想，只要计划上路就好。 于是9月30日凌晨，背上背包，冲向集合点，讲出的话轻松，可是心里还是没底。 人陆续来齐，17座的车被“刚刚好”安排的刚刚好能塞下14头脑残患者及14坨大包，土狼童鞋坐地上，可坐可躺。 “刚刚好”当然坐在前，带路，于是在这条正儿八经的宽宽的公路上带错了进呼图壁县的路，这还没进山就错了，进山怎么办？（事实证明，这条对于刚刚好来讲梦回八百遍的“狼C”线，几乎比从他家到“征途户外”的路还清楚）。 “大自在”在自己店门前大摆早宴席，奶茶、包子款待这14头牲口。 （7天后，从山里了来，我深深理解大自在为何如此激动，快要拥抱我们中的每一个人了，那场景再回忆起来，颇有“风萧萧兮易水寒，壮士一去兮不复返”的感觉，当然，咱不“复返”，咱直接就去巴仑台了）。 吃好喝好，拎着“鸡蛋饼”真正上路，非常顺利，路修的很好，以致于我们可以少走十几公里的路。到达起始点，下车，整理背包，放鞭炮，与司机师傅告别，约定大概出山的时间，然后，跨出第一步。 从开始，我就有点吃不消了，上上下下在树林里穿行，没有停歇，好容易熬到午饭点，鸡蛋饼瞬间就没了。当然午饭点对于“疯子”来讲完全没选好———在河边（可是谁饭点不选在河边呢？），“疯子”象“精卫”一般，目就是要把河填了，并且不论什么河，于是在我们用午餐时，“疯子”正奋力搬着一块块的大石头扔向河里，待快吃好时，疯子停手了，开始用餐（难道为了餐前消化？）。 继续前行，仅仅是这一天的路，我已经在某些地段手脚并用了，回头还不晚，并且飞跃已经在怂恿了，可是谁甘心呢？ “飞跃”领队之领队，捣乱军心，拉出去砍了（阿弥陀佛）。 路走的没有尽头，这一天却快到了尽头，天色渐渐暗了下来，我和飞跃走在最后，前方的人马可能已陆续到达营地，可是我还没看到营地在哪儿，有点急可还是得听领队之领队的教化：走十分钟，飞跃同志说，歇会儿，咱吃个黄瓜；再走十分钟，飞跃同志说，歇会儿，我抽根烟，再走十分钟，飞跃同志说，歇会儿，要不咱吃个西红柿（其实有在野外，想想这待遇，相当不错）？ 如此停停走走之后，我终于在这条马道看到了尽头，前方已有星星点点的亮光，快到营地了，可飞跃老先生还是停停走走，最后，道出真言：反正快到营地了，咱就慢点走，等到了营地，帐篷也搭起来了，饭也做得了，咱到了，吃了就睡！ 这理儿不错，可还是得看情况。到了营地，我这边确实帐篷和饭都好了，等我安心吃饭时，营地响起的是飞跃的吼声：菜豆，在哪儿呢，这到营地半天，怎么连帐篷还没扎？ 阴谋未得逞的人，通常都有点躁，可以理解。 （这天我们遇到了上海队7人，两名向导，5名队员，队伍至此扩大为21人。） 7点多起床，9点出发，我们还没吃饭，至尊宝与无怨无悔已收拾好背包，随时准备出发。 十月一日，我们要翻过白杨沟达阪，据刚刚好说，白杨沟达阪让很多人知难而返，事实证明这是很有道理的。走了一上午，不断上升，逐渐已看不到树木，我们在石子山上由开始的逛奔到晃荡，然而始终未见达阪真面貌，达阪究竟在哪儿，在我已不怎么想要知道答案时，看到了走在最前面的“背包客”“石头”“树”等一伙人在休息（这伙人休息就是重要信息），或许要到了。 到达午休点，吃过后，对于神秘白杨沟达阪的描述是，走过N个前方能看到的大大大山坡，他们将这称为“台阶”，然后就能到白杨沟达阪的脚下了。开始上台阶吧，“飞翔”走在我前面，无声无息，可是这N个台阶，累的人牛喘，于是，飞翔终于只是念叨着四个字“这群牲口，这群牲口……”我们还在台阶挣扎时，估计那几头壮牲口已经到达了白杨沟达阪的半山腰了，以致我终于走完台阶到达达阪脚下时，隐约能看到几个在晃动的小点儿。抬头望向顶峰，只有一个感觉，我，永远也到不了那儿了！ 再也不看顶峰，只看脚下的山路，一步步往上挪，3860M的达阪终归能到，不过时间问。这天海拔上升1000多米，这一路就是三菱电梯—上上下下的感觉！上一千多米下一千多米。 下山对于飞跃简直就是—无法形容，反正在我看来，脚没沾地，瞬间就没了影。 倒是至尊宝在我前方演绎下山的优美动作，形 容梅兰芳 先生有“移步不换形”，至尊宝这下山姿势，手杖使用的灵活度，太过于优美，脚随手杖而变，变的快而稳，大家都这么走，可有些人就残疾了，比如小牛童鞋。有至尊宝在前方带路，恰恰好，在天刚擦黑，到达营地，马鞍形营地，打水很不方便，下山还有很远一段路。 帐篷还没扎稳，山大爷就变脸了，疾风骤雨，瞬间就到！迅速地将炉头等转至帐篷内，慌着给帐篷拉风绳，大概这个时候，土狼正在山下打水。差不多待土先生回来没多久，风雨就止了，月朗星稀，空气新鲜。 （这夜无语，没洗早睡吧！过了白杨沟达阪，彻底就成了开弓没有回头箭，无法返回。黄舒俊的歌里唱：马不停蹄的忧伤，我不是归人，只是过客。我们马不停蹄的赶路，来不及忧伤，我们不是归人，谁把家安这呀，一年归个三四回，非疯即傻；不是过客，谁没事干跑这当过客，找残废！） 还是七点左右，土狼又吹起床号了，出了帐篷，依然看到的是无怨无悔和至尊宝这对儿，收拾停当，候着！ 九点，开始今天的行程。今天，栈道。 走过今天，狼C就完成了90%以上（刚刚好语）。对于我，恶梦正在摩拳擦掌正悄悄向我走来。 早晨的路，还好！除了土狼和小牛童鞋为了给今天平静的早上增加点气氛，而至使土狼伤了自己狼爪子，小牛童鞋扯破了裤子外，还是很顺利。延河而行，可以上山可以下河，自由选择，只为了传说中的栈道。 走这一程，甚至来不及感觉到累，心里只有庆幸，今天天晴，如果有雨，不敢想象，一路向上，上不好走，下行更难。陡、滑、窄，每一步的迈出，都极其小心，土狼说，腿抖，不是累，是吓的！不夸张。 这一程完毕，“高疯子”在全体人员注目下洗了澡，裸体！（未完待续） 各位同学明天要出去爬山 暂时休息两天请耐心等待~~~~~{4_129} 这里是空中栈道的一个“老虎口”。大家格外小心地迂回，在45度的陡坡上，长满荆棘和灌木，需要手脚并用攀爬近40米的高度才可以绕过这个“老虎口”。 当然，这里面不包括一个人，这人大家都叫它“疯子”，它是较晚到达这个老虎口的，只见他在大家的劝阻和惊呼声中，背着30公斤的大包，“一溜黄烟”跑步穿过“老虎口”。他就是“疯子”----“飞跃”！我还急急忙忙将我的尼康d60对准了他，不怀好意地要给他拍“最后一跃”呢.......可真够玩命的！今年河水较小，如果是6--8月路过这里，仅是峡谷里震耳欲聋的河水声，就能使人心有余悸 下午4：00点，到达一小瀑布群河段，河水咆哮着冲下河谷，震耳欲聋，水雾弥漫折射出一道道细细的彩虹。这亦真亦幻的美景，使人久久不愿离去。 接下来，经过短暂的休整之后，开始爬越最长、最累的那段空中栈道。 这一次我们在栈道上，连续攀爬了近三个小时。栈道蜿蜒曲折、波浪前进。部分栈道，宽不足半米，头顶和侧壁还在不停地往外渗水。加上四十度以上的陡坡，更是湿滑难行。 而在栈道的另一侧，则是几十米高的悬崖峭壁和滔滔的台普希克玛河。在这段栈道上行走，每迈出一步，都需要格外地小心翼翼。 任何一个小小的失误，都有可能带来难以预料的后果。 在这段栈道上，我们还看到了一只因失蹄而摔下栈道的北山羊。（野山羊，国家二级保护动物） 这是一只非常健壮的成年母羊，羊龄十三岁（可以用数羊角上的节数的方法，来判断其年龄，一节代表一岁），体重在一百五十公斤以上，比家养山羊的两倍还要多。尸体还没有开始腐烂，应该是近一周之内才摔下来的。 这段栈道，除了极端地惊险刺激以外，还有海拔的反复上升、下降，体力消耗极大！严重地考验着队友们的胆识，磨砺着队友们的意志。 还是看照片吧 。由于要注意自身的安全，这一段的照片只能反映这段栈道的局部，当然，这已经非常不容易了 小心翼翼的切过这段山体滑坡，前面的沟谷豁然开朗，这可怕的空中栈道就算是走完了。 前面300米就是我们今天的今天的营地了也就是在这段栈道上，部分队友由于有恐高而选择逆河连续淌水而上，我们称之为“鱼路”。 我们把栈道称之为“天路”。两队中共有七名队友选择了走“鱼路”。我队中有“牛牛”、“eleven”、“高疯子”、“小曹”四人参加了“鱼队“。当然，这中间也包几名括并无恐高症，但特别擅长走“鱼路”的队友，比如“高疯子”和“小曹”。 传两张队友拍的”鱼路“的照片 下午7：00点，走“天路”的队友终于走出那漫长的栈道，陆陆续续到达了营地。 半个小时后，七名走“鱼路”的队友才拖着已经湿透了的下半身，疲惫不堪地来到营地。他们中的大多数已经被冰冷的河水冻的嘴唇发紫、身体瑟瑟发抖。个别队友有轻度失温征兆。特别是“eleven”，冰冷的河水的连续浸泡，已经使我们的美女的体力严重透支。 一到营地，赶紧支起帐篷，换去已经湿透的鞋袜和衣服。 “背包者”烧好的一大锅姜红糖水瞬间就被一抢而光。 看看这张照片，狼塔已经离我们近在咫尺了 事实证明，“天路”要比“鱼路”好走，即节省体力也节省时间。 至此，可以说我们这次狼塔C线穿越的三分之二的难、险路段已经过来了，谢天！谢地！！谢人！！！ 谢天：感谢上苍给了我们难得的三个好天气！ 谢地：总是有惊无险，遇难成祥！ 谢人：感谢我们的团队，团队的协作和互助才是我们这次狼C之行成功的关键。 今天累计上升约800米（估计），下降800米（估计），行走距离约15公里，用时10个小时。惊险、刺激、体力消耗很大。未完待续请看下集：之四--- 我们和狼群有个约会 91# sue5343 (*^__^*) 嘻嘻……我努力吧 O(∩_∩)O谢谢 D4日：10月3日，又一个大好的晴天。进入狼塔核心区域-----我们和狼群有个约会 7：00点刚过，我就起床了。 因为昨天到达营地时我看到狼塔离我们已经很近了（约10公里），它那酷似尖塔的山型，在群山中高高耸起，非常醒目，俊秀。早起，是为了拍一张狼塔日出的照片----狼塔金顶。 虽然，我的机器和技术都很一般，但也算没有白起个大早，总算拍了几张，个人感觉运气还不错，我走过两次博格达峰穿越，每次都是云遮雾罩的，什么也没有拍到，这次可算是幸运多了。 早9：30分拔营，沿着一个很不起眼的小河口（沟口有一颗挂满红色小果的树，这可是狼c路上最重要的地之一），逆河而上。开始翻越海拔3555米的库勒阿特藤大坂。 相对高差1000米。 大阪顶最后的300米陡峭难行、是坡度在60度左右的流沙坡，厚厚的积雪还覆盖住了上大阪的马道，爬升难度较大。 除此之外，其他上达坂的路段还是比较平缓易行的。([]
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