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唐卡，意为可移动的佛像，藏族人民对佛教的尊崇是我们无法想象的，由于早期游牧民族的特殊性，他们不可能守着一片草地从春吃到冬，当草场没草时他们就会拆下帐篷，赶着牛羊去寻找下一块水草丰美的住所，周而复始，这样就导致了他们不可能每到一个地方就建一座寺庙来崇拜，于是他们就把佛像画在了布上，这样当他们迁徙时就可以把佛像卷起来带走，这样无论走到哪里都不会影响藏民的礼佛。唐卡上的颜色来自于各种珍贵的宝石，蓝色的蓝松石，绿色的绿松石，黄色的黄金，白色的珍珠，也正是因为这些名贵的石头，再加上制作唐卡时的繁复与费时，所以唐卡的价格是昂贵的。画匠们将那些名贵的石头磨成细细的粉末，再加上牛胆等物质，按照一定的配比配制而成，永不褪色。通常唐卡的绘制，画匠们将画板的顶端牵一根绳悬挂于屋顶，自己则盘腿坐在低矮的凳子上，画板的下沿搁在自己盘起的双腿上，画底稿，一层一层的着色，勾线，最后点上佛的眼睛，画匠们说，最初师傅会自己亲自给佛像点上眼睛，只有当徒弟们的技法十分纯熟了，师傅才会放心让徒弟们独自完成最后的步骤。今晚记流水账。。。7月9日，10日，11日伙伴们的陆续抵达，我结束了独自游荡的日子，这几天我们在拉萨的街头厮混中彼此熟悉，从网络的想象到生活的真实。相约清晨去药王山拍布达拉宫的日出，清早的西藏寒冷异常，风呼呼的吹，到得太早，药王山的小门要到7点才开，我们几个徘徊在山脚下，找寻着避风的所在，徒劳无功。开门的人姗姗来迟，赶紧爬上去各自占据了有利地形，又在寒风中等待。。。唉，这个早上算是白来了，没有日出，只有寒风，冷。我放弃了，下到门口收钱的师傅的小房子里避风，门口的师傅很乐意我帮他看看大门，嘻嘻。。。半小时后，伙伴们也放弃了，找了一茶馆，吃一顿藏式的早餐，酥油茶加藏面，说实话，藏面真是有够难吃的，面条很粗，由于高原气压的缘故，面条很难被煮透煮软，咬起来有点硬，面汤倒是很不错呢，好喝。早餐之后，秋，无泪和我去布宫帮别的队友排队拿布达拉宫的预约券，上布达拉宫需要提前一天拿身份证到布宫的侧门领取预约券，第二天再凭着预约券上预约的时间到布宫参观。娃娃和开水则回去与球会合办理尼泊尔的证，各自行动。感谢无泪下午陪我去办理那麻烦的边防证日出前的布宫，漆黑一片，达赖不在，到底谁在里边住呢？住在这里该是多少喇嘛的愿望啊？好奇啊，实在是好奇难吃的藏面，好喝的面汤，还行的酥油茶今晚记流水账。。。7月9日，10日11日伙伴们陆续抵达，我结束独自游荡的日子，这几天我们在拉萨的街头厮混中彼此熟悉，从网络的想象到生活的真实。10日，相约去拍药王山的日出，清晨的西藏寒冷异常，风呼呼的吹，药王山的小门要到7点才开，到得太早，我们徘徊在山脚下，找寻避风的所在，徒劳无功。开门的人终于姗姗来迟，赶紧爬上去，各自占据有利地形，摆开架势，之后又是无尽的等待。唉，这天算是白来了，没有日出，只有寒风，冷。我放弃了，下到山下的买票小屋去避风，顺便再帮看门的师傅收收门票，嘻嘻。。。半小时后，伙伴们也放弃了，寻一茶馆，吃一顿藏式的早餐，酥油茶加藏面。说实话，那藏面真是有够难吃的，面条很粗，由于高原气压的缘故，面条很难被煮透煮软，咬起来有点硬硬的，面条不咋地，面汤倒还不错，好喝。早餐之后，秋，无泪和我去布宫排队帮队友拿布宫的预约券，上布宫需要提前一天拿身份证到布宫的侧门领取预约券，第二天再凭预约券到布宫购票参观。娃娃和开水则回去和球会合去办理尼泊尔的证，各自行动。感谢无泪下午陪我去办理边防证没有日出的日出前的布宫，漆黑一片。达赖不在，是谁住在里面呢？住在这里该是多少喇嘛的愿望啊？好奇啊，实在是好奇！！难吃的藏面，好喝的面汤，还行的酥油茶12日要开始阿里之行了，我是否该先把我们的线路报告一下呢？此次的线路是茉莉姐姐和无泪费尽心思做出来的，茉莉姐姐和无泪弄好一切琐碎，我们只管享受，(*^__^*) 嘻嘻…… 那我就先把路书贴出来好了，此次反走阿里，纳木错进，日喀则出，很特别呢DAY1：拉萨——纳木措——班戈DAY2：班戈——尼玛DAY3：尼玛——文布北村——文布南村DAY4：文布南村——措勤DAY5：措勤——帕江——仁多DAY6：仁多——亚热——普兰DAY7：普兰——塔钦，转山第一天DAY8：转山第二天DAY9：塔钦——扎达DAY10：扎达——仲巴——萨嘎DAY11：萨嘎——吉隆DAY12：吉隆——老定日DAY13：老定日——珠峰DAY14：珠峰——日喀则DAY15：日喀则——拉萨第二天我们本来定的是到文布南村的，后来因为我们在辽阔的草原里迷路了，天色又太晚，我们只好又返回到中午路过的县城尼玛，双湖的行程也因路况不妙而遗憾的放弃了。西行阿里，走在朝圣的路上，不安，兴奋与紧张，许多的地方仍是无人区，既无公路也无食宿，人类的足迹尚未踏足这片土地。那是生命的禁区，它拒绝了人类生命的呈现。可是，野生动物却是阿里草原上最为自由的精灵，它们肆意的奔跑在草原上，与风与云与草做伴。阿里恶劣的气候，清贫的生活，却因信仰的强大力量而丰富，人们虔诚的转山，令人动容。当然还有那一路上的各种措，纳木措，色林措，扎日南木措，当惹雍错，玛旁雍错。。。都是阿里的措，我们只能一措再措，将措就措。阿里的山，阿里的云，阿里的风，阿里的阿里，就让山林原野收留我们的梦想，带我们去远方。7月12日出发喽！一行11人，3辆车。在去往班戈的路上，路过一个小村子，当地的村民正在过一个叫”望果节“的节日，据我们的藏族师傅说，这个节日没有固定的日子，是根据青稞的成熟时间来定的，在青稞成熟之前，人们用这种方式以祈求粮食的丰收。纳木措是我们遇到的第一个措，兴奋自是无需言表。纳木措与羊卓雍错，玛旁雍错并称为西藏的三大圣湖。纳木措湖面海拨4800米，湖水清澈，它的形成和发育受地质构造控制，是经由喜马拉雅凹陷而成，现今湖水仍在不断的退缩，至今湖周围留有曾经的古湖岸线。下车就是一通狂拍，快门咔咔的响。因为反走阿里，我们来到的不是通常游客去的那一片湖畔，那里满满的全是游人，人头攒动，满满的全是商业。这一片湖畔，除了我们，没有别人。大家在湖边拗着各种造型，跳跃的，武打的，文艺的。。。总之就是怎么疯狂怎么来 自拍是必须滴，拗造型也是要滴 7月13日，班戈——尼玛 今天我们真正的进入藏北草原，都知道阿里的野生动物多，可真正看到时还是难掩激动！在电视上书籍上听到很多关于藏羚羊的话语，可那都很遥远，初见在原野上悠闲吃草的藏羚羊，哇！那个激动啊！嘴里叫着“师傅师傅，快停车快停车！”一边急急的摇下车窗，拿起相机就拍，可那精灵也实在警觉，我们还在远远的，它就已经被吓跑了藏北高原，荒无人烟，平均海拔都在5000以上，严酷的环境，恶劣的气候，是人类生命的禁区，却是野生动物们的天堂。因为这些可爱的生灵，阿里不是寂静无声的荒原，它充满了生命的律动。曾见识过新疆大地无边无尽的荒野戈壁，那个无助让人绝望，满眼尽是黄色的沙，没有水没有草，天上没有飞鸟，地上没有走兽，怎么远望，看到的都和脚下的一样，茫茫一片。与新疆的茫茫戈壁不同，阿里的天地是那样的宽广，生命是那样的鲜活。藏野驴，藏羚羊，野牦牛，旱獭，野兔。。。在无尽的草原，艰难的生存者，每一个渺小的生命都充满了生的渴望。这也许就是阿里的美之所在吧！ 有一个措，是色林措吗？还是措愕？？不知道，就连我们的藏族师傅都吃不准，不管了，反正是阿里的措 往阿里没有路，因为处处都是路，只要你愿意，车怎么开都行。所谓的路，不过是车轮在石头上压出的印痕而已。一路上，这样的情景不断的被重复，仿佛你真的在天堂，又似乎踏上了火星远处倾盆大雨，我们这儿却是阳光普照 措措措，今天的第二个措，唉，还是不知道名字 午餐喽，阿里，别说是餐厅了，能看到人就不错了，通常我们在茫茫草原上走一天都看不到人，这为我们接下来的迷路带来了大麻烦。出发之前，超市的大采购，就是我们每天的午餐厨房，要什么有什么，要什么没什么;P 没有餐厅，满草原随便坐，包场用餐。席地而坐，胡乱的吃，开心的说笑，糌粑配咸菜也一样美味 荒凉，只有云团在飞 白天方便来方便去，晚上我们可就不方便喽。完蛋了，迷路啦！！！！！原定今天的目的地是要到达文布南村的，120公里的路程，出发之前，师傅说4,5个小时能到了。到了天黑，居然还没看到哪怕一点点的村庄的影子。要知道，西藏的天可是要到晚上10点才会黑呢！不得不承认，我们迷路了，这回真的成了原野上的藏野驴了，迷失在旷野里。藏北高原，荒无人烟，由于没有路，也最易迷失方向，无边无际的无人区，若是走不出去，危险是显然的。想问路，对不起，不行。在这里，即便是你懂十种语言也无济于事，根本就没人让你问，城市里万能的手机也早就在进入草原后变成了一堆废铁。虽然我们带着食物和睡袋，可阿里夜晚的危险和寒冷是我们无法想象的。通过和师傅们协商，我们决定回到中午路过的一个叫尼玛的小县城。 夕阳下坠到了地平线之下，大地即将沉入黑暗，而我们还将被这片黑暗包围。天空上演着晚霞变幻莫测的剧目，时间因这昼夜的交替，每一秒都让人感动 远处的地平线下，放射出一片神秘的光，让人百思不得其解，阿里之美，只这一刻，足以打动。([]
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林政哲此行之初，只是想骑行新藏线。并不曾对“自驾”和“大北线”做功课。后来旅途中有变，大北线便成了这次旅行中精彩的一段。 这次行程，大概可分三个阶段： 1、结伴骑行新藏线（喀什--康西瓦）。 2、千里走单骑（有骑行的日子，也有搭车的日子，红柳滩--塔钦） 3、自驾大北线。对新藏线的心动，来自以下描述： 新藏线起点为新疆叶城，终点为西藏拉孜的国道，全程2140千米。 路况介绍 ：它是世界上最艰险的公路之一。它穿越举世闻名的昆仑山、喀喇昆仑山、岗底斯山、喜马拉雅山，翻越１６个冰大坂，涉４４条冰河，全线经过的大部份地段为“无人区”。平均海拔4500米以上,是世界上海拔最高、道路最险、路况极差和环境最恶劣的高原公路。这就是新藏公路，也被称作国道２１９线。 关于新藏线的顺口溜 ： “行车新藏线，不亚蜀道难。库地大坂险，犹似鬼门关；麻扎大坂尖，陡升五千三；黑卡大坂旋，九十九道湾；界山大坂弯，伸手可摸天……”这段顺口溜，这是新藏线艰险的真实写照。 从叶城往阿里海拔相差很大，一天之内可以从海拔数百米的新疆地段上升到五千余米的麻扎大坂路段，对几乎所有旅行者的身体素质而言是极大的考验和困难，高寒缺氧、雪崩塌方、高山反应、多变的气候及确确实实的风餐露宿等困难，已经超过了许多常人的承受极限. 后来在‘狼塔夏特群’里，正好听到南京的好人锅讲到要骑行此线，心念一动，便加入了。于是有了2011年4月下旬出发的这次旅行。 装备篇资深的网上很多，不多说，略晒下自己的行前准备，留个念想吧。---我的战马：衣物：（长袖速干衣裤、冲锋衣裤、抓绒衣裤、羽绒服、溯溪鞋、高帮登山鞋等）睡袋、帐篷、防潮垫、驮包、弹力绳： 修车工俱、备胎（内胎3条，外胎一条）及配件、炉俱等边防证、身份证、手套、雪套、护膝、雨衣等药品：（后来又添了速效救心丸、氨茶碱、速尿片等。高原长途旅行，这几种药很有用。） 折腾了大半天来整理行囊，书房被搞的满地狼籍，难以下脚。一半装备都整理进驮包了，忽然想起应该给它们合张影。懒得再掏出驮包里的装备，就这样来一张装备们的全家福吧： 全部打完包，去铁通托运车子，整装待发…… 2011年4月25日晚，背起行囊出发了，又是一个人。驾车到火车站，再火车、飞机，一路辗转，路上小磕绊不断：火车晚点急得我跳脚，甩钱雇车飞奔、跳下车我也狂奔才赶上飞机。 飞机上不幸又遭临座的维族小朋友骚扰，还没断奶的两岁小男孩不断地把我的上衣撩起，又或者直接把领口拉到肩膀下…… 维族小男孩的妈妈笑观不语，本人尴尬之极，又不忍责备小孩，后来空姐看不下去把我领走和乘务人员们同坐。再转机，行李被人拿错，折腾半天。 一个人行走，自由+乱糟糟，无语。 终于26日下午16时许到乌鲁木奇，与南京的好人锅、戊名汇合；趁转机喀什的空闲，三人打的（机场大巴每人20元，打的划算共花费36元）直奔乌市，找了戊名要吃的大盘鸡、卡瓦斯美餐一顿再转回机场；终于在晚上0时前到了如家酒店，与青蛙汇合。此次骑行的四个队员全部见面了，于我，是初次见到他们三个南京哥。 4月27日，大家先去喀什火车站提车： 左起：戊名、青蛙、我、好人锅。 4个人骑着各自的战马，浩浩荡荡去采买物资。不想路上竟被一维族男子盯梢，联系近段喀什刚发生的几起血腥事件和敏感冲突，大家一时都有些紧张。山羊户外店的老板更是让我们直接报警（一路采买几经比较，喀什的几个户外店，山羊户外货全价廉）。几个人一合计，冒然报警无凭无据有些唐突，遂决定我和戊名一小组，先行冲出；好人锅和青蛙断后，负责掩护。于是紧张行动，嘿呀，一路急冲，结果回宾馆的路上两组人马绕岔了道，我和戊名在宾馆附近怎么也等不见好人锅和青蛙，担心老半天。好在有惊无险，都平安回到酒店。于是晚上也不敢出去乱溜达了，乖乖在房间睡觉。 反偷拍：一路跟踪我们的少年： 采买物资途中，青蛙剃度了：（此后青蛙哥的习惯动作就是摸光头！而好人锅则是有空就手机上网直线转播他的新藏线呵） 好人锅和戊名来之前就理成了短短的寸头，加上青蛙这个大光头，三个人互相炫耀着，害的我真想也剃个光头上路！羡慕嫉妒，只能将自己的一头长发剪成短马尾扎起来了事。 回到酒店，我们开始整理驮包和车，看着满地的物件，四人都感头大---竟然如此之多！三个男士照顾我，让我独自去一个房间整理，他们仨绊绊搭搭挤在一处整理。 我的物资来之前基本准备完善，采购极少，如何装备也大多是出发前就各有其位的，所以很快结束战斗。跑过去看他们三个，呵呵，热闹啊，房间简直象个大仓库了！堆的满地东西几乎无从下脚。 于是帮着打个下手，待得快整好了才想起，拍照留念！ 戊名：心灵手巧，为人厚道，说话不多但总是为大家做的多。 正在用他换下来的旧外胎帮我做挡泥板，DIY的比买来的实用多了！ 好人锅（右）：勇敢乐观，有毅力、有智谋。我们此行的路书都是他辛苦整理，备用药品的方子也是他给的，多谢！！这家伙不想整那一大堆东西，不时嘻哈着两边房间视查，看大家都整的差不多了，才不得已地把自己那份也整了。采买的无人区备用20斤大米，大部分都被他塞进驮包了，连保温壶都塞满了！ 青蛙：曾经是8年野战军的老兵，很有战斗力，体力好 心态好 dao嘴豆腐心，有时象英勇的战士有时却象个稚气未脱的孩子。大家的20个气罐，被他大包大揽地绑在车后，后来绑完看着那高耸的李行，我们三个无言…… 能干的青蛙在搓绳子，以应付那过于庞大的行李堆（青蛙面前，戊名的驮包已装整齐了，蛙哥的行李却还一大堆在窗根等绳子捆）： 我只能自保，负担了自己的所有物资后加负了三个气罐。其它公用物资他们三个男士全包了。无言以谢。 背后那片建筑，是喀什的老城区： 喀什的公交车让我们大开眼界---- 竟然会按一个个详细地点送客到家！（没事闲逛还好，有事公交坐不得，太费时间）。所以我们三个从机场晃到酒店用时颇久，青蛙在酒店等我们等得都睡着了。 D1：4月28日，晴，喀什--英吉沙 ，全程柏油，骑行73km。 2011年4月28日，我们开始骑行的日子。 原计划从叶城G219 零公里处开始骑，后来大家整理完，看着那大大的行李包，一致决定从喀什开始骑。不论是队员之间、还是车、行李都需要磨合。 今天的骑行并不多，从喀什到英吉沙，70km的路（码表实际显示73km）。所以大家慢悠悠吃完早饭，又把昨天打包精减出来的行李到邮局寄走，11点半，才开骑。 喀什的如家酒店门外，四匹战马一溜排开，整装待发： 一路行来，照片繁多，除自己拍的，还有青蛙、好人锅、以及后来邂逅的袁鹏、五位自驾兄长等人所拍，恕不一一注，谢了！ 戊名秀一个：好人锅也来秀一下：青蛙那一刻的片片竟然找不到，汗。 上315国道： 向英吉沙进军： 在路上，我们将生命绽放： 中午，新彊戈壁的地表温度有35--37度，很热。来这里前一周刚做过一个小手术（没跟队友们讲怕他们担心），有个把月没碰过车了，骑的有点累。晒的很厉害，发现之前怕太热而备用的网眼手套抗不住晒，手背都被晒得又疼又红了，青蛙把他的备用白线手套让我换上。 骑啊骑，又热又渴又累，突然发现一处小卖店，竟然还有绿色的树几棵，四人狂奔过去，乘凉、补水： 回复 军行天下 的帖子啊？？我这里看到的图片，挺小。 第一次发贴，很多不太会操作，谅！我试试改 午饭在一小镇吃，青菜拉条子，份足味美价廉，可惜四人只顾说笑闹腾，忘了拍照。 烤羊肉串：卖相好，味道也不错。不过肉不是我的强项，一串便足矣。后来每人一个的羊肉包子，也贡献给了好人锅。 看到传说中的缸子肉（当时酷热，没食欲，更不知那就是大名鼎鼎的“缸子肉”。后来自驾大北线，与几位兄弟在阿里吃到，才知道。其貌不扬，但甚是美味！）： 摆一张吧，骑了大半天了，挺累挺闷的。可怜好人锅，总是在为我们拍照，这一路摄影他最辛苦： 傍晚，英吉沙到了： 我们住了天府宾馆。本想宿县委宾馆，但有山东援藏的一大帮人包住，满了。 晚饭男生们一致提议不吃拉条子了，要吃川菜。呵呵这还没几天呢，就受不了啦。我倒无所谓，食物对我来说，挑剔极少。 这天晚上，听了青蛙的故事。很意外…… 今日亮点：出发前，好人锅因为我不肯听他的话好好吃药，大为光火。可是象锅那样没病也大把的吃药，让我和青蛙大为惊讶！什么“十全大补丸、六味地黄丸、板蓝根、21金维它……” 适当维生素补充还能接受，其它的药，对我这个平时极少用药的人，真是吃不下。为此锅很不高兴，拉着脸半天不搭理我。后来又训我“看你脸色腊黄的，一看就知道气血不足、营养不良！还不好好吃药，哼！”我哭笑不得，这只可恼又可爱的锅。他的口头禅就是：“没事就吃药哎”。戊名是好人锅的忠实听众，跟着大把吃药。青蛙则我行我素，几乎不吃药。 骑行新藏线，需要如此药补？？？不过，好人锅昨天晚上训我，让我出发前把他列出的药品清单补全，倒是真训对了。有两味药，后来还真救了我的急。 骑行新藏线，药品是应该备齐全点。 D2：4月29日，英吉沙--莎车，晴转大沙尘暴，戊名码表计算里程133公里，总耗时约12小时.骑行第二天，状态很差的一天。 今天的目的地是莎车，计划行程130km（实际码表显示近133km）。大家早早起床，洗漱早饭后准备出发，但戊名找不到宝贝香烟，要开拔了好人锅又死活找不见墨镜。折腾到9点也没找见，我们只得载着大驮包跟着好人锅满大街转想找个卖眼镜的店另买一副，可惜都没开门营业。他备用的那副又在驮包里面层层围困不好拿出。这个天府宾馆真是有问哦。眼看日已高升，今天路程还不少，惦着早出发早歇脚，于是停车从驮包里翻腾出自己的备用墨镜给锅，催他快出发。 四人依次排开，列队而行。我和戊名骑行在前，后来骑着骑着，拐个弯发现后面那俩人不见了！与戊名下车等，久候方至，原来好人锅看到了英吉莎的小 dao铺子，与青蛙挑选刀去了。当然也帮我和戊名各挑了一把。话说这英吉沙县位于新疆 塔里木盆地西部边缘,是著名的“中国小 dao之乡”也是“中国色买提杏之乡”、“中国达瓦孜之乡”。新疆有四大名刀，即英吉沙工艺小 刀、伊犁沙木萨克折dao、焉耆陈正套刀和莎车买买提折dao。 英雄爱宝刀，既然他俩是寻刀而去，回来还不忘我和戊名的份，嘿嘿，等就等了，这种等待可以有哈！等久点也没关系。反正出来是旅行，不是单纯为了傻骑车，这种民族特色的东西，早该好好品味一番，若不是时间限制，团队限制，估计我早跑去刀铺晃荡了…… 美滋滋地收好青蛙给的精美小 dao，这回我不傻往前冲了，省得有好玩的又落下，咱压阵！不紧不慢骑在队伍后面，和青蛙天南海北乱侃着，青蛙同学得了好刀也一路心花怒放的，不时还来点音乐，乐声下仍不忘刀长刀短的。不知不觉骑出老远 闲等两位寻宝刀的英雄时，给自己的坐骑留一张：此时它尚容光焕发，往后长路漫漫不知它会沧桑成何等模样啊 途经小店补水，此时四人尚衣帽光鲜、容光焕发，不久便一个个灰头土脸无一幸免了。 难得的一张全体合影：（看此时那特意选的宽松 速干裤在腿上直打晃荡，哪里想到半个月后竟然浮种到腿塞不进裤子，唉，失算呀！满以为骑新藏线会越骑越瘦身材更苗条，哪承想还有肥肿的象个非洲阿巴桑那一出！哈哈，好笑）民族团结，与维族朋友合张： 继续前行，到中午3点那阵（相当于北京时间1点左右，有2小时的时差）又困又累，越骑越觉得腿软，膝盖越来越痛，看好人锅、戊名早已护膝上腿，顾不得热捂，赶紧也把两副厚厚的护膝带上。路那么漫长无尽头、太阳那么晒、PP磨得好痛怎么骑都难受…… 青蛙本来是个骑行高手，让他这样慢悠悠地晒在大太阳下陪我，陪得他简直崩溃。于是换戊名来跟在我身后收尾，肯定跟的也很难受。虽然他俩都没说，但感觉到那种收队的痛苦，奈何俺那阵子就是蹬不动车，速度怎么也提不上来，还老想打盹瞌睡。 熬啊熬，总算到了克孜勒库尔干乡，吃午饭，借机缓一缓。发现维族人其实很爱干净，小小乡间餐厅卫生也蛮不错。 羊肉揪面片：（饭菜的片片，多出自好人锅和青蛙之手，俺是极少拍滴，只顾吃了嘿嘿） 饭后再往前骑不久，天色渐变，阳光没了，天空灰起来： 天更灰蒙，风大、沙重了，沙尘暴渐露狰狞： 大沙尘暴来了！ 风越来越大，沙土满天飞，天空已成灰黄色，能见度不足百米，车辆都开着警示灯或大灯通行。青蛙看时间也不早了，行军速度太慢照此下去天黑前到不了目的地，于是发狠话：“20公里休息一次！不能再象前段那样每小时休息一次了。”言毕青蛙窜出去追好人锅和戊名去了，三个男生狂飙而去很快不见踪影，把我扔在后面也不管了（其实现在想来，是该这么扔一下，否则我还是不长进），之前跟我说的 什么二人小组 不抛弃不放弃也不执行了，任我独自在漫漫黄沙 天昏地暗中苦苦挣扎。从未带着大驮包骑行过的我，感觉那大大的驮包太重了，简直象个大称砣一样拖在身后！行李象背山越载越重，车蹬的几乎耗尽腿上所有力气，狂风刮得我脑子里呼呼轰鸣，四周一片迷茫不见天日。我拼力蹬啊蹬啊……身体很累，脑瓜却不停地东想西想 胡思乱想，思想这东西有时候真是害人。 等熬到到100公里4人汇合休息时，风沙略减，但大家还是不敢摘掉面巾，一张嘴说话嘴里就跑进沙子磕着牙，满鼻子的沙土味。籍着帽子面巾遮掩，不觉间泪湿蒙面围巾。一直低着头不出声，以为籍着帽沿蒙面围巾遮掩没人知道自己哭了，却还是被锅发现了。他坐来旁边，碰碰我的脚，平时一直吊儿浪当、冷嘲热讽的腔调突然变的很和气了：“姑娘，累了吧？围巾都湿了？？没关系，慢慢骑，别心急……”心里一热，赶紧掩饰地笑笑，朗声答：“没事！放心吧。风沙太大迷眼了。”再望望四周，依旧漫天狂风大沙、昏天黑地，自己一个人孤零零漂在千里之外，与初识的三个陌生人累死累活行走在这异域边彊，累了痛了难过了都无从说，只能忍忍忍！想着突然悲从中来，不出声可眼泪刷刷流的更厉害，嘴唇快咬破了也止不住。车子加上大驮包 还是抵不住大风，被吹翻在地，也顾不上管，只是低着头流泪。三个男生被吓住了，不敢多说。青蛙过来跟我说话，我小心眼地恼着他，也不搭理。他只好默默地帮我扶起车子放好，坐在一边，不时扭头看过来 车子被大风吹倒了俺也不去管，只顾翘着二郞腿掉豆豆，青蛙去扶起俺可怜的战马：（当时不知坏心肝的锅竟然在偷拍此景，臭小子） 哭了一阵，感觉轻松多啦，大家也准备继续前行，还有40km路要赶，此时天已快黑。起身推起车子翻身骑上就往前冲，这一停一哭，倒把力气哭出来了。可能不适应期也过了，蹬的飞快，一路竟然3*6甚至3*7狂冲，把三个男生远远甩在后面。青蛙气喘喘地赶上来，跟我说话我还是不想出声，又很快超过自行远去，一个人在千里之外的大风沙中想东想西，边骑边哭……现在回想，惭愧又好笑，但当时却怎么也转不过弯来。 于是这剩下的40km，就在我的狂蹬中顺利结束---莎车 到了！晚上21点许，比预计的提前了一个多小时。 事实证明，当时青蛙的决策是完全正确的。否则我们还不知要在黑夜中的沙尘暴里苦累到什么时候才能歇下，更甚者那种天气夜晚行车危险因素多多。 事实还证明，人都是有潜力的，需要适当激发。熬过那100公里，后面的40公里俺竟然载着大驮包骑的飞快ye！呵呵 莎车到了：（坐会吧，骑累了也哭累了） 这天，对每个队员都是一个适应吧，载重、大沙尘暴，一个个象土人似的折腾了一整天。入住好人锅早打听好的 德隆大酒店，条件很是不错，惜无电梯，一楼亦无房，只好把车连驮包一起扛上二楼去---青蛙是主力军。 事后青蛙哥讲：骑车没骑累，那几趟扛车可是真累趴了！呵呵大伙一致提议出去喝一杯，犒劳一下大沙尘暴。 今天骑行约8小时，从出发到入住总耗时12小时。今日亮点：1、大驮包+大戈壁+大沙尘暴，别样味道、别样体验。 2、漫天狂风沙中，边哭边骑，回想真好笑。 自己的摊子还是自己收吧。自那一哭后，开始发飙，结伴同骑的13天每骑必在前，不再落后拖大家。 回复 心灵孤旅 的帖子曾与好人锅同行半个月，后来的流浪日子，便是自己独行乱闯了，见笑 到莎车已是暮色深沉，人困马乏并未夜游，第二天一早又急着赶路，也未能将她的芳容细赏，留下遗憾，给下次再去一个借口吧。 莎车县居住着莎车古国先民的后裔，他们注定与音符有关，与木卡姆结缘。因为有河的存在；也因为有沉默巍峨的喀喇昆仑山，河、山、平原、峡谷这些刚烈的灵魂与柔弱的水交织在一起，就有了木卡姆与阿曼尼沙汗怀抱的那把都塔尔。在莎车有名的十二木卡姆广场，矗立着这位酷爱音乐、拯救木卡姆命运的传奇女子阿曼尼沙汗的雕像，它已经成为一种象征，也是莎车县的地性建筑。莎车在年轮奏响的序曲里，拖拽着叶尔羌汗国的灵动音符，哪怕在莎车缓慢地踱一会步，隐约而又清晰的“十二木卡姆”曲调随时都会传入耳膜。 深夜，窗外依旧有音符飞扬着，使人们有恍若隔世的感觉。 洗去沙尘躺在床上，我早忘了白天的苦痛，又沉浸在对明天旅程的期盼中。一如 诗人纳瓦依所作：“芳容乍睹，就使我一见倾心；做你情人，无疑灾难缠身。多少次我决心对你断绝痴念，可日复一日对你更为痴心（节选自十二木卡姆第二套．小赛勒克）。 ”是呵，对于旅行，我又何尝不是一见倾心，爱到极深；虽然时有苦痛缠身，却，日复一日，对它更加痴心…… D3：4月30日，莎车--叶城，晴，沙尘暴转小有风，今天实际骑行戊名码表计骑行74公里 从莎车到叶城的骑行，相比昨天轻松多了。 四个人睡到自然醒，起来看天，沙尘暴转小，也没什么大逆风，由莎车县至泽普县再至叶城县仅约70公里，全程柏油，海拔较平无大幅上升下降，大家心里都很轻松。磨蹭到上午近10点才吃好早餐，好人锅宣布再睡个回笼觉！我和青蛙睡不着便开始整行李，鉴于我昨天的表现，青蛙不声不响拿走了我缚在驮包外的帐篷和3个气罐，至此，20个备用气罐全在青蛙的车上载着。没过几天翻达坂的时候，青蛙又把我的备用外胎绑在了他的高高的一堆行李上。帐篷和外胎这一绑，就帮我载到了阿里！四个人里，经常和我吵架拌嘴甚至翻脸的是青蛙，但帮我最多的，也是青蛙。 四人不紧不慢 一番磨蹭直至12点半光景才出发。自昨日那一场大风沙，那一哭后，俺气力大发，一路3·7档位甚至3·8档位骑过来，很少变换其它档位，真有‘风飞扬’之势哈，害的戊名他们狂追不及，又不放心我一人跑在前，冲我叫停了好几次！（当然俺也知道长途骑行这种骑法不可取，偶尔为之吧） 先经泽普县，再到叶城： 初时尚有小风沙迷漫 ： 后来便晴空万里了： 泽普到了：([]
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林建宏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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童毓纶谨以此帖纪念我永远怀念的老爸！七年前的八月，我将哥哥的骨灰撒在绥中六股河入海口。2014年8月12日，为了完成老爸的遗愿，我和娟子骑行十天，最终将老爸的骨灰也撒在这里。七年前，由于当时封海，租不到船，我只好孤身一人泅渡到入海口，把哥哥的骨灰撒完。我向回游的时候，被涌入大海的河水所困，精疲力尽之下，游上一座小岛，总算 逃过一劫。这次，我带了一件救生衣，将重复七年前的一幕，泅渡到入海口，将老爸的骨灰和哥哥的骨灰撒在同一个地方！相片中，右下角，用圆圈画出的，就是老爸了。年轻的时候，英姿飒爽！老爸最喜欢的户外活动，就是钓鱼。他每次出去钓鱼，都能钓到许多十斤以上的大鱼。（钓到王八，他都放生），这些鱼，能卖掉的，就当场卖掉。剩下的拿回家里，特意买了两个大冰柜专门用来储存。 今年初，由于老爸身体每况愈下，我和娟子从湖北回到沈阳照顾他（妈妈在我四岁的时候就去世了，哥哥在九年前去世了，老爸除了我再没别的亲人了）。半年后，老爸最终还是离我而去，我和娟子决定用骑行的方式来送老爸最后一程。去程：沈阳——辽中——台安——盘锦——锦州——葫芦岛——兴城——绥中——六股河入海口（走滨海公路）返程：六股河入海口——绥中—— 兴城——葫芦岛——凌海——盘锦——台安——辽中——沈阳（走102国道） 感谢我现在唯一的亲人——娟子的一路陪伴。我俩共同经历的无数风险，共同面对的许多困难，都让我铭记于心，刻骨难忘！所有付出的艰辛与汗水，都化作了浓浓之情。这将是我最宝贵的财富！一路上，烈日，暴晒，狂风，暴雨，电闪，雷鸣，逆风，沙尘，搓板路，弹坑路，起伏路，涉水路，没有路的路，所有的一切，都不能阻止我和娟子滚滚向前的车轮！在沙尘最大的时候，老天适时的给我俩掉下一点小雨；在几十公里没有树荫的滨海公路上，暴风雨倾泻下来的前一分钟，我和娟子神奇般的找到一个大棚子来躲避；连续几天顶着灰蒙蒙的雾霾骑行，然而在到达终点六股河入海口，我下水去撒老爸骨灰的时候，天空居然碧空万里，水天一色！；十天的骑行，我和娟子两辆车子没有一点毛病，连爆胎都没有，难道这就是8264骑友们经常说的“人品”吗？不知道所有的这一切，是否都是老爸在冥冥之中帮助我俩呢？感谢路上遇到无数骑友对我俩的鼓励和支持，感谢徐大堡镇的刘大哥，在我和娟子投宿无门，准备露营的时候，热情邀请我俩去他的农场过夜。虽然和每个人都是擦肩而过，但我永远会记住你们，好人一生平安！ 骑行至龙回头的时候，娟子哭了。一路上无论多苦，她都在默默的承受。但由于我在极度劳累饥饿闷热汗透的情况下，心情不好，嫌她骑的太慢而对她大吼，她憋了多日的眼泪终于流了下来。在这里，我只想说一句：“媳妇儿，对不起！”千里走双骑第一天：2014年8月12日早上五点，我和娟子准备好了一切，把老爸的骨灰盒装进一个旅行包中，固定在我的后货架上，就要出发了。虽然天还没有大亮，但这时候正好凉快。骑出市区，导航推荐的路线是开发大道——沈西大道。这一路的路况非常好，我和娟子骑行的速度也很快。但美中不足的是，出沈阳79公里，一直没遇到打尖的饭店。在六间房镇附近，我俩又累又饿，实在不行了，找了一条小路下道，寻到一个村庄，买了一些吃的。又找到一条小河，岸边绿树成荫，我俩在这里搭帐休息。下午四点半，收拾东西，继续出发。天黑的时候，入住台安县城。清晨的开发大道。地铁十三号街站，是终点站。这也志着我和娟子即将骑出沈阳市区。出四环了。流动补胎的师傅，晚上就睡在路边。好大的一片野花。前面什么情况？好像在修桥。拉近镜头，果然是在修桥。希望下面的便道不要太长。拐上便道，大概一公里左右，重新回到又宽又平的大道上。路边都是一望无际的玉米地。无论今后的路有多长，希望我和娟子永远能这样并肩骑行。路的中间，修有隔离带。这时候大概已经七点多钟了，阳光很强烈。真希望能在树荫下骑行啊！鹭岛湖？我咋没听说过？距离辽中还有三十公里的时候，我和娟子已经一口气骑出近四十公里了。找到一块树荫，我俩停下来喝了点水，每人补充一块士力架。继续出发！路边一望无际的玉米地，变成了一望无际的稻田地。唉！可怜的小刺猬。天堂里不会再有车来车往，只会有神的光芒。“沈阳近海经济区欢迎您”？怎么我刚出家门，就到近海经济区了吗？天上的云彩看起来有点意思。应该是飞机拉出来的。这是沿途所看到的第一台采油机。这种机器将会越来越多的出现。和路边的养护工人聊了一会儿。他们每月工资只有900元，还未达到最低工资准。而且公路处只给他们交一份意外伤害险，其余什么待遇都没有了。我曾经在公路部门工作过，深知里面的黑暗。这里右拐进入S102，就快到辽中了。([]
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曹祯仁旅行的意义并不是要得到什么，而是享受这个流浪的过程只要有合适的朋友，美丽的风景相伴或无聊、或寂寞、或折腾，这都算不了什么我们总在不断探索生命的意义 在找答案 不管路有多远，不管路有多艰难，我们会一直在路上……相信多年以后回想起来，嘴角还会露出会心的一笑 这些美好记忆 记录着我们青春的脚步也会一直在我们心中 成为永恒的慰藉▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂▂活动时间：2012.1.5-2012.1.18 人 数：7人路线介绍：骑行时间：实际共12天。1月6号中午海口骑行，1月17号到达海口骑行线路：海口―文昌―博螯―万宁―亚龙湾―天涯镇－大安镇—琼中黎族苗族自治县—屯昌县—海口，总长650余公里。 线路特点：路况较好，以国道和省道为主，车很少，地形以平原丘陵为主，高差不大，沿线食宿还算方便。我们的实际路线：（与原攻略中心时间有少许调整）详细攻略见319楼D1：海口—灵山—三门坡—新桥—文昌县城D2：文昌—会文—长坡—谭门—博鳌D3：博鳌—龙滚—乐来—万宁—兴隆D4-5 兴隆—陵水—英州—亚龙湾D6-8：亚龙湾——三亚D9：三亚 —五指山市D10：五指山市—琼中—枫木镇D11：枫木镇—屯昌县—定安D12：定安—海口2012海南之行 生活篇 377楼https//bbs.8264.com/thread-1138689-38-1.html海南之旅 诙谐趣味篇（照片/阿东编）744楼https//bbs.8264.com/thread-1138689-75-1.html人物介绍： 舞者 阿东 胡来熊 I am me Seasons Meri 安吉儿 呵呵现在开始正式介绍……★舞 者 ： 来自海口，舞者做事总是非常细致，考虑问也比较周到，应该也是经常出去游走，经验还蛮丰富的。由于是本地人，对路线和饮食都比我们更了解，一路对大家尽心尽力，照顾有加，非常感谢呢。我对舞者感到抱歉的是没能让他成功露营，背着露营装备还有单反，大包小包行李不少，最后又原封不动的背回去了，嘿嘿，我也一样。★阿东：来自广东茂名，这一路听着东哥似懂非懂的普通话与之交流着，看得出他也是个向往自由的人，当我们在三亚一起听一个流浪的文艺女青年讲述他们从丽江-海南-西藏-尼泊尔一路边走边玩的经历与故事时，在他眼中看到的是共鸣与羡慕。再加上传说他这一路手机相册拍了5000张照片，而且拍的不错哦，要是带的是相机就更好了，我算是服了，忒能拍了……★胡来熊 ：长沙人，老朋友了，以前是自行车队的，体力还不错，装备准备的很专业，有模有样的，只是想起那个儿童睡袋，我有点Hold不住……跟他一起我又学习了一些骑车技巧，确实很有帮助。这一路最活跃的就是这位同学了，也算是个超级玩家，似乎有永无止境的激情，有啥好吃好玩找他错不了，话说以前是主唱来着，跟他唱歌还是很爽的，歌声不错哟★I am me： 长沙人，威懿是个做事扎实的人，平时话不多，但是做起事来还是杠杠的，平日应该经常骑车，体力挺好的，好在他还会修车，我爆胎三次，呵呵，真是辛苦了，这一路上在他的帮助下避免了不少麻烦……一路上大家还是比较团结的，威懿是的随性的人，性格很好的大好人，哈哈。。。。★Seasons： 江西人，这一路上我很感谢佳栋，本来他只背了一个背包和相机，非常轻便，结果帮我背了大部分行李，而且一直到最后，哈哈，辛苦了啊！其实也很佩服他，为了此次出行，不顾一切的勇气，其实我也挺赞同的，当你知道自己想要的是什么，就赶紧去做，不要留下遗憾，工作也是，生活也是……★Meri ： 来自贵州，我研究了半天他的名字怎么念，原来是取名于梅里雪山，也是有着梦想的年轻人，计划今年去梅里雪山，这一路上话不太多，体力还是不错的。后来几天就和东哥在三亚玩转，看你们后来拍了好多照片，真是羡慕。。。。。 ★安吉儿：我不知道自己糊里糊涂的就组织了这么一次活动，平时都是去凑大家的热闹，原本计划大年初二随朋友去泰国，但是家里原因暂且搁浅，或者去向往已久的贡嘎雪山，但是找了好久都没有合适的人一起，最终放弃了。也许是缘分吧，我约了几个朋友年前环岛，他们立马答应了，让我计划已久的环岛之旅终于实现了，真的很开心。像我们这行，一次长假不容易，自从上次去了太白山，已经相隔2年，这次既然决定了，说什么我都会去的。其实我也不知道自己为什么这么爱折腾，但是每折腾一次就有一种说不出的喜悦，或许人生就该多折腾才更有滋味，苦与乐，笑与泪来哼唱一曲生命之歌……但我也明白，真正的过日子是经不起折腾的，而是平淡与踏实，是要落实到柴米油盐、吃饭睡觉的，或许那又是我另一个生活阶段了。 2012.1.5 计划已久的海南之行总算成行，将所以行李收拾好还真不那么容易，头天晚上将行李全部整理好，放在一旁，自己看着都觉得好笑，这么多东西哪骑得动啊，还有就是怎么固定啊……管他的，明日再说，呵呵 早上爷爷也帮我一起打包，架势挺足，多亏了爷爷的帮忙才弄好。。。。将帐篷睡袋硬是塞进去了，拿捆带固定绑好，可话了不少力气……大包小包把后车坐堆的特别高，骑上去还好，没想象中那么重，OH~出发！ 一路骑到火车站，上火车一路比想象中顺利，不过也好在I am me的朋友送我们进去的，只是晚点1个多小时……进第一道门我们还是把前轮拆下来了，我们怕耽误了上火车就进了VIP等候，上火车查票员看着我们这架势，就说能放得下就不用拆了，看来他们也是看得多了，好人啊……自行车上火车，这里是之前其他骑友给我们建议的：（我觉得有一句特有趣）1.一定要拆轮子，至少前轮要拆。不拆是车，拆了就是配件了。自行车不能上火车，但是配件可以上火车。最省事的办法是只拆前轮，不要拆把横，只需把它转90度，和车架在一条直线即可。这样最省事，不用任何工具，不用捆扎。不拆后轮有个好处就是无论进站还是出站都可以把车竖起来，后轮着地推着走，避免了提车累的胳膊酸痛。一般最多拆掉前后轮也就不会有问了。也有拆掉把横的，要用到5mm的内六角，还要用绑扎带把把横绑在车架上，比较麻烦，不推荐。上车的准形象是：左手提车，右手提轮子，背上背包，嘴上叼车票。 2.如果有工作人员询问或刁难，最好暂时低下嫩高贵的头颅，谁叫在人家的地盘哪，最好解释说本来要去办理托运手续的，但是时间紧张没来得及。拜托拜托了。他们一般不会那么绝情的，火车又不是他自己的。 3.上了车，最好把车子放在连接处，还要询问乘务员，靠站开门时候是哪边，要放在不开的那边。如果人太多，连接处也全都是人，就只好，把脚踏也拆了，然后塞在车座下边，否则放不进去。这点需要事先了解情况。不过一般都可以放连接处了。 4.最好，一定不要办理托运手续，上车要办手续，下车还要去行李房办理，太麻烦了。很显然要花时间，要花钱，车站工作人员一定不会像你一样爱惜你的车子，粗暴装，粗暴卸是很有可能的。因为那不是她得的车。 5.出站可以马上装轮就走，有时候车子拆的比较厉害，工作人员不让长时间逗留站台，可以把后轮先装好，站着推出去，这样省力，特别是出站距离比较长的时候。 6，一点体会：一般越是大城市，越是不会遇到麻烦，因为车站工作人员可能也经常见到这种情况，反而是小城市，没见过的，就要问问。 最初其实是计划火车从长沙-广州-海口，但是买票时，当我继续买广州到海口的票时没票了，坑爹。。。所以只有在广州买汽车票转船过海了……头一次坐汽车就把我折腾够了……天下雨，自行车被放在放行李处，还另外收了50元的行李费，无语……车内是卧铺，天气很冷，也没开空调，还有一股脚的异味，垫子还返潮，是湿的，睡着真有点压抑，而且正好是躺在厕所附近，唉……悲剧的呆了8个多小时，我快窒息了，各种不自在……广州到海口，折腾一晚……难忘，细节已经不想说了，我想以后再也不会坐汽车来了………… 海面很平静，马上就到海口了，比想象中冷多了~后悔没有带上我那件抓绒……好在Seasons把外套借我了一路折腾……2012.1.6 去的一路真不是一般折腾，火车转汽车转轮船加一路冒雨骑车……骑了15公里，总算折腾到了舞者家，当时都11点多了，已经50个小时没睡觉了。。。。虽然很累，但还是按原计划走……先到舞者家的是阿东和Meri，他们都是凌晨到得，等了我们很久，当时我记得阿东是穿着一双凉鞋，呵呵，凉快啊~估计冷的不行了……大家集合了就出发，中午出发前舞者坐东请大家吃了一顿大餐，美味极了。 一路绵绵细雨，还挺惬意的，但是时间一长就hold不住了。。。。好在有佳栋帮我驮行李，我轻松不少，由于出发较晚，一路停停走走赶路，尽量晚上感到文昌住。原本是不骑夜路，但是不骑就意味着我们会露宿街头了，所以冒着寒风细雨勇往直前，快到文昌有段在修路，泥泞的路再加上下雨，而且还一片漆黑，更是艰难，路很烂，我们不得不下来推，脚踩在地上，还有泥巴下陷的感觉……过了这一段就快了，当晚一直到晚上九点才到文昌。 到了就放心了，赶紧去吃晚饭，淋了一天雨，头发一直都是湿的，全身是泥，虽然非常想去洗个热水澡，但是已经饿的不行了，先解决温饱问……细心的舞者立马先要老板煮了锅可乐姜汤给大家取暖，喝的舒服……我们点了一只5公斤的鸡！椰汁煮鸡~味道真的特别特别鲜浓……我都快饿扁了~~爽啊~~ 开吃了！同志！呵呵，这些人“欠不得纸";，也要拍……一群拍鸡的人……吃饱喝足哟~总算稍微暖和一点了，去附近找住的地方已经2天没睡觉了，晚上可以睡个好觉 2012.1。7海南人也喜欢喝早茶，早餐很丰盛，我们点了奶茶、包子、面、饼……吃的好撑……大家吃完早餐便去附近找地方洗车，经过昨天雨水的攻击，车子已经到处是泥了，在县上找了好久，我们在附近洗汽车的地方将自行车给整理干净了，他们工作人员并没有要我们的费用，好人呐~将刹车擦洗干净，将泥巴抹干净，洗洗舒服的出发~ 2012.1。8博鳌论坛旁边的沙滩，久违的太阳出来了，感觉很好！这是我有生以来第二次看到大海，第一次还是很小很小的时候，记忆已经很模糊了大海的声音真的很好听哦~~~~~~PS出行一定要记得带拖鞋，可以随时换上，特别是去沙滩，或者停留在某地的时候都很方便！ 博鳌论坛要来这边沙滩是要收费的，套票好像是1百多，我们咨询的当地的一个保安，后来在他给那买的票，60元一个人，包括坐船和沙滩，水族馆等几个景区，这样又可以省几十块钱，嘻嘻回复 汗斯2008 的帖子海南真的很不错，我们这条路线民风淳朴，一路美景、美食，非常值，是与旅游的感觉完全不同的，很适合骑行回复 史瑞克 的帖子哈哈 攻略有，要的话可以邮给你 看完海景，我们便又出发了，经过商议，阿东带我们换了条路走，可以一路沿海边骑，真爽~没骑多久就被这美丽的风景吸引了，还看到了很多骑友，他们在海边露营，看到我们大家便互相礼貌的打招呼……让我们感觉对带着帐篷表示非常值得~风景真的很好，我们把车子往旁边一扔，拿出相机忍不住停下来2一下……大伙都有点疯狂了……先是拿着阿东的车子轮流拍照，后又去帆船那，摆各种POES…… 让咱也来装一回逼~呵呵 看着这些沉旧的船只，生锈的锚，仿佛经历无数风雨，又有谁能看出这背后的故事……回复 活在垃圾场(彪) 的帖子呵呵是啊真的很开心 出去旅行不仅仅是体验生活，同样也是享受 这张照片……我们取名为——拍个“锚”啊 附近遇到很多骑友，见了我们都相互友善的打招呼，感觉特别好…… 拍的过瘾~立刻前往万宁……听着海声，风声唯一有点遗憾的就是没有带音响……要是有点音乐相伴那该多美好~~~
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