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陈文君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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柴裕苹自去年行走川西以来，一直未能再目睹雪山的圣洁美景，那片洁白经常在梦中如海市蜃楼一般出现，而后坠落惊醒。由于俢研学业，在不多的时间里，和朋友一起不断的计划中，确定了今夏一起走狼塔C+V这一段路。 狼塔这条尽人皆知的线路不需过多介绍，大多数队伍都是自白杨树煤矿向前大油罐开始，翻过白杨沟达坂即进入了狼塔之路，途径台普希玛河河谷经库勒阿特腾达坂进入尔特兰塔河谷，向南翻越蒙特开曾达坂和喀纳尕伊特达坂，顺河谷而下转入V线高山牧场，之后便是一直沿着马道和机耕路行走，直到翻越天格尔达坂和乔愣格尔达坂出山，全程200公里，11天。 同行朋友多来自山东兄弟连的兄弟，分别是军dao，明月，途胜，快乐生活，黄河，高兴就好，我 在这11天说短不短，说长不长的时间里，团结，互助，共同克服困难，才得以完成共同的梦想，才能为这次旅途附上了灵魂，能得以让琐碎的事情再次鲜活的浮现在眼前，能得以细细叙来。谨以这篇游记，对所有队友以及支持，理解我的朋友们致以衷心感谢。在翻越天格尔达坂中，所遇到的祥云奇景5楼：行程安排，装备简介，费用6楼：成员介绍7楼：D0, D18楼：D212楼：D314楼：D422楼：D529楼：D636楼：D740楼：D844楼：D951楼：D1053楼：D119月5日更新视频记录欢迎关注LZ的微信空间山野记事 摄于白杨沟达坂，远方雪山刺破云层，如梦如幻，仿佛仙境。摄于库勒阿特腾达坂下切途中伙伴驻足远望，久久不肯离去。 摄于蒙特开曾达坂，冰川正在融化，冰河将冰川切为两半摄于日落时分绿湖 日落时分喀纳尕伊特达坂下方营地，正值雨后，阳光穿过云层间隙形成的巨大光柱摄于V线高山牧场，这是冬季牧场，植被未遭到牛羊破坏 行程安排：D1：白杨树煤矿山路--喀蜡莫依纳克D2：喀蜡莫依纳克--白杨沟达坂--马鞍营地--河谷山坡营地D3：河谷山坡--河谷--空中栈道--台普希玛河谷--D3营地D4：台河河谷--栈道天路--库勒阿特腾达坂3200m营地D5：3200营地--库勒阿特腾达坂--尔特兰塔河谷--牧民点D6：牧民点--蒙特开曾达坂--喀纳尕伊特达坂--D6营地D7：喀纳尕伊特达坂河谷--金矿--转入V线--乌兰达坂--恽札D8：恽札--夏热达坂--呼河三岔口--沼泽地--绿湖D9：绿湖--乌拉布图达坂--废弃金矿D10：废弃金矿营地--三屯河--天格尔达坂--D10营地D11：营地--乔愣格尔达坂--农大林场公共装备：海事卫星电话（感谢长春科罗娜提供）GPS两部：罗兰+佳明定向指南针自制50M等高线地图25M辅绳攀岩快挂*7120MM扁带*7工兵铲喷雾医药包（白加黑，酒精，碘伏，肌苷，环丙沙星，泻立停，佐匹克隆，硝苯地平，止痛片，赛肤润，止痛膏，云南白药等）电池：铁锂干电池共22节气罐：人均2-3中罐主要食品：个人按照食品热值携带2500大卡*11 的食物总量。路餐：能量棒+能量胶 =1KG费用：山区往返乌市来回租车费用1700元往返济南火车票费用1100元/每人乌市住宿费用130元/间买羊1000元各种腐败及采购公共装备费用人均约2500元 成员介绍：从左向右分别是：我，途胜，明月，军dao，快乐生活，高兴就好，黄河军dao：团队领队，退伍军人，负责路线辨识，尽职尽责。明月：团队领队军需官，负责攻略制作，财务，以及大多数进山前的工作，背负大量公共装备。途胜：热心的好队员好朋友。性情中人。快乐：退伍军人，体力非常强，第一次长线就是C+V，表现完美。高兴：非常富有户外经验的强驴，热心，也是退伍军人，来自辽宁。黄河：来自山东东营，体力非常好，此行我的搭档。我：团队导航，参与攻略，负责GPS，及大线路辨识。 D0 8月10日晴 初到乌鲁木齐的感觉似曾相识，蓝天，白云，清爽的空气和阳光，让一切明暗分明，强烈的反差给人的那种不真实感仿佛又让我回到了高原。元素大哥和三叶草姐姐热情接待了我们，简单安顿后与他们共进午餐，话简单，随和，享受着志同道合之人之间碰触的特有引力。后记：后来得知，乌鲁木齐仅在这几个月空气比较清爽，冬季的乌市污染较为严重。D1 8月11日 晴转阴雨 “迈着沉重的步伐，我感觉我差不多要透支了，重，好重，今天才第一天，难道我的狼塔之行要结束了？” 今天是进入天山的第一天，从乌市包车到起点需要三个多小时，由于前几天山区降雨，道路被毁，离原计划进山起点大油罐提早3公里左右开始徒步，山区大量的雨水阻碍了我们的行进，早早的便开始切上山坡上的羊道，这极大的阻碍了我们的速度，消耗了过多体力，昨天喝醉的我在下午3点以后开始体力不支，这时候又开始下起雨来，不得不开始扎营，今天我们离原定宿营点距离6公里，离白杨沟达坂最近的营地距离8公里。从此处进山，比大油罐远2-3公里第一天适度的过河，可以减轻体力上的消耗 D2 8月12日 晴转阴 “今天的状态很好，很容易便登上了达坂，阳光驱散了弥留在山脊的迷雾，天山慢慢揭开了她的面纱。但随风而来的云层为艰难的下撤蒙上了迷雾。我不是一名合格的导航，错上再错这种任性的决定有时候会让队伍陷入险境。” 早晨的阳光多少冲淡一些昨天留下的心理压力，向明月索要了止痛药，因怕昨天的糟糕状态延续导致无法翻越白杨沟达坂拖后了队伍进度，作为队伍的线路导航，今天的任务之重恐怕只有我一个人有之正确认识。早晨不到10点出发，下午3点后开始翻越白杨沟达坂，晚上11点前到达营地已经是不可能的任务了，白杨沟达坂，这座从前的雪山，它无时无刻不在向我们证实着它被炸毁前的巍峨。3850米，天山在这个高度上第一次迎接了我们，登上达坂的一刻，我们看到了它严肃的面容。 简短的拍照留念后，漫长的下撤，迷雾四起，黑暗逐渐降临，伤腿膝盖隐隐作痛，到达马鞍营地的时间为11点，哈萨牧民很热情，愿意提供水，但队员商量后决定继续下撤到水源处露营，我也没有提出露营，大约1个小时后找到一片有水的小营地，因为太小，我提出继续下降寻找营地，这个决定导致浪费了一个多小时才开始露营。在愧疚中，我慢慢睡着了。转过山坡，即可望见白杨沟达坂下布满碎石的冰川遗迹 白杨沟达坂冰川云中走来---位于白杨沟达坂，这座曾经的雪山是狼塔之路的第一道门槛，因矿物勘探和牧业需要70年代后被炸毁，但3850米的海拔至今仍然是阻挡徒步者的拦路虎 远处的河源峰（狼塔） D3 阴转小到中雨 “泥泞，湿滑，冰冷的河水，给昨天劳累的我们当头一棒，但是路上的马蹄灵芝一朵又一朵，让我们兴奋了好一阵子，晚上温暖的篝火驱散了白天的劳累，仿佛又活过来了。”今天的主要任务是延河谷而下，进入空中栈道，走过塌方区，沿着右侧山坡横切，辅以过河，但是早晨便开始下雨，山里本来河水就大，这一下子更是雪上加霜，第一次过河很谨慎，冰冷的水冻的大家不忍叫出声来，更痛苦的莫过于在山坡横切，泥巴很滑，每一步都很吃力，走不过去的湿滑路段军dao就用工兵铲挖坑落脚缓慢推进，今天行进速度很慢很慢，只走了预定计划的一半，在碎石坡前找了一处山坡扎营烤火。后记：传说中的老虎嘴塌方区我并没有太多印象，想来当时应该是向上走小路切过去了。由于全天下雨，照片甚少过河采用120mm扁带制作简易胸带，用攀岩快挂连接6MM辅绳的方式做保护过河。后记：鉴于今年狼塔事故，我补充一点，由于7，8月河水很急，绳索保护是必须的，即使独行，也应做好双绳保护；由于河水声音很大，队伍应做好手语准备。 D4 8月14日 小雨转阴 “相信自己，相信伙伴，是最大的能量。” 早晨醒来，身体各种不适，感冒，有旧伤的腿痛，想继续吃止痛片，但是又放了回去，我想不能让止痛片陪伴我全程，否则情况会越来越坏，我向明月说明了我伤腿的情况，他主动提出帮我减负，他替我背负800g面条，军dao提出减慢行进速度，就这样，我们今天继续在湿滑中开始行进。 今天走过碎石坡后过河转为左侧山坡横切，我想这便是所谓的天路，中途经过几次栈道，缺少止痛片的腿在屡屡作痛，湿滑的山路右侧便是深渊，危险让我暂时忘记了伤痛，咬着牙，在麻木中到了库勒阿特腾达坂半山腰的3200M营地。碎石坡栈道台河源头3200M营地 D5 8月15日 阴转晴“太阳驱散的阴霾，我们终于迎来了蓝天，今天是快乐的一天，蓝天，白云，雪山，花香，蝴蝶，还有期待已久的羊肉。”早晨醒来，在迷雾中拔营，能见度很低，只能利用GPS航点和定向指南针找到上达坂的方向，随着海拔的升高，阴霾渐渐散去，云层终于撕开了一道口子，阳光投射到山坡上，很温暖。。。登上达坂后，队员们用卫星电话向家人报平安，大家都很快乐。远处的雪山也渐渐露出真容，在欢呼与振奋中，下山第一次变得那么令人享受。中午，在山坡上沐浴阳光，吃饭，晒装备，聊天，一切都是暖洋洋的。尔特兰塔河谷是美丽的，但也是冰冷的，14次渡河令人崩溃，但是，大家都为了一个目而不知疲倦的走着，那就是-----羊肉！哈萨牧民很热情，请我们喝茶，吃油饼子，羊肉也是美味的，至今无法想象只放一把盐巴的羊肉汤为何那么美味。位于库勒阿特腾达坂旁的云雾正被强烈的阳光驱散，久违的蓝天又出现了，意味着今日的行程将不再泥泞。 尔特兰塔河支流，前方山谷汇集成汹涌的尔特兰塔河 从此以后，每天午饭时间都要例行晒装备 热情好客哈萨牧民的将自己的主要食品---油饼子拿出来一起分享，有一种淡淡的羊膻味“香香的，甜甜的”羊肉汤-----哈萨牧民说 D6 8月16日 晴转雪转晴“告别草原，登上冰川，与大雪打个照面，太阳打开天门，与乌云赛跑，今天很梦幻”今天有一块硬骨头，3900M的蒙特开曾冰川达坂，早晨睡了懒觉，吃了羊肉，养足了精力就为了它。冰川上的雪正在融化，水流在冰体上冲出一条渠道，我们小心翼翼的迈过冰河，沿着右侧艰难的翻过了这座古老的冰川。刚翻过达坂，云雾便从背后扑来，不得不赶紧下降，而后又降下冰雹和雪，好天气才持续一天又是这样，心灰意冷，麻木的走着。一小时后，雪停了，远处的山坡泛起一道金光，天开了。。。天气逐渐晴朗起来，整个山脉云气逐渐散去，太奇妙了，云雨散去仿佛只是一瞬，蓝天又回归了。翻过喀纳尕伊特达坂后，回头张望一朵乌云正扑面而来，仿佛在与我们赛跑，有着张开大口想吞噬一切一般的架势。队员们在享受这来之不易的清晨，许久没有这么闲暇过了。此时我坐在草地上，看着雪山，吃着羊肉，享受着这来自天山的馈赠。伙伴们在等待辨认路线。 蒙达坂下的营地。翻越蒙达坂冰川中 雪雨后云雨散去的速度令人惊异。彩虹隐约可见。 从达坂奔涌而下的云雾，逐渐将我们吞噬，随后被强烈的阳光驱散。 万丈光芒日落金光 D7 8月17日 晴“老天为我们的午餐准备了一条清水小河，饭后干涸了，我们踩着河床走了过去，享受着神的恩赐”今天是转入V线的第一天，山坡行走，不多的几次过河，一小段陡坡横切，很舒服，仿佛很久没这么放松过了。唯一的问就是那条充满泥浆的黄水河，此河因上游开矿充满泥沙，不见底，只能上山坡横切，有少许危险。过河后准备午餐，黄水河的水不能饮用，就向前继续走找到了一条清水小河，谁知午餐过后河竟然干涸了，没有一点水，连河床都是干干的，我们都非常吃惊。真是遇到奇怪事了。 美丽的高山牧场营地很棒，5星每天早晨在帐内烧水做饭是必不可少的事情([]
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王淑娟世界上哪有什么意义可讲，只不过是从前的经历拼凑的一个幻想罢了，选择一段未知的路，希望和彼时的自己达成和解。记忆很短，故事很长。而那些已经或是正在发生的所有，就是此行的意义：在8000米级雪山环绕的地方，拥抱70多岁的老太，感叹50年后的自己肯定做不来这种事...坐在博卡拉老城区的大马路上，和一群老太太悠闲地看车来人往...在错愕和惊叹中遭遇了拉萨城几十年最大的一场雪，依然有信徒围着大昭寺磕长头...一出贡嘎机场就搭上了加央卓玛家的便车，彼时距离上次徒搭318一年十个月...在错愕和惊叹中遭遇了拉萨城几十年最大的一场雪，依然有信徒围着大昭寺磕长头...和风哥等人，坐在隐匿于布宫附近的洞穴藏餐馆+DMMT夜聊：你为什么来拉萨...被东北大哥用电摩送到日喀则城西318国道口，在4907段搭上去往樟木的大巴...入境后，和一伙人拼车讨价还价的同时，还在拼命纠正自己的语法...在汽车站乘上加都到博卡拉的夜班车，临发车时大巴上只有自己一个乘客时的恐惧...在距离Banthanti十多分钟的河沟里光手捡石头，堆起一个新年快乐的“玛尼堆”...和所有的遇见，念叨Namaste，然后在不经意的拐弯处又再次相逢...同天遭遇两次”大雨+冰雹+雷电“的状况下赶到Chhomrong，只为越过时差打电话问过年好...和龙哥，阿文除夕夜围坐在火堆旁，边烤袜子手套，边分享同杯尼泊尔的Local Wine...在8000米级雪山环绕的地方，拥抱70多岁的老太，感叹50年后的自己肯定做不来这种事...到达ABC时的路上，仰起头肆意享受喜马拉雅的日光，于是被烤焦...坐在博卡拉老城区的大马路上，和一群老太太悠闲地看车来人往...在贾纳克普尔（尼泊尔 R31; 印度边境城市）遇上三人，被Shailendra乘上夜巴送到加都...在斯瓦扬布纳特寺终于看见心系已久的慧眼，透过围巾感受恩泽四方的神圣...经历黑白颠倒，看到藏区的第一眼桃花，安静的像全世界都开满笑颜...穿过色拉寺层层白墙，却终究驻足在一盏万人延续香火的油灯前...等辩经的间隙，和一个汉话很好的藏族大妈闲聊，临走前被赠与糖果...回程路上，用一列火车的时间反复回忆所有，最惦念某个原本的单纯...前序：有些开始，注定以，拒绝，为原点向右无限延伸。《朝圣之路》里有这样的对白：Why he was alone? (为什么他是一个人？）The way is a very perisonal journey.（这段旅程是非常自我的。）一个人？素心。直面。暂离固有的生活圈子，来到完全陌生的国度，随意支配时间，或走或停，坦然地接受一切遇见，没有计较没有迁就没有终点，只是想，在路上，和这个世界平和相处，和真实的内心赤裸相对，我就是我。再次听了，在DMMT夜聊时的录音：有人因为追随信仰，有人因为寻求改变，而自己讲了很多所谓的“意义”，时隔数天，连自己都不再认同，就像当初遥望着松赞林，却义无反顾地走上了318，时刻在变。每条路都有自己的属性，当你和他一旦产生关系，其中的感受一定是独立的。如果不是自己亲眼看到，你真的会以为，世界就只是他想给你展示的那样。是吗？不是。我的世界没有穷‧ 游，尽管我会住青旅，偶尔吃泡面，乘坐当地的交通车，也会一个人走夜路，我只是在用最适合自己的方式去到最想看的风景，在生命的夹缝中努力坚持自己想走的路，把时间给所有的经历，把真心给最重要的人，把自己给这样的世界。看到的，听到的，感受到的，都是我的。只要你敢向前踏出一步，全世界都会为你让路。如丧青春，行走依然。Hi，很想把你写进故事里，可那种逆流而上无条件的好，怎能是文字可以御驾的，很多Gentle的细节，让我从内心记住这个人。感谢你所关照的一切。虽然只知道名字，已足够。你特意买给我的红牛，最终没有带回中国，连同记忆一起丢在了通往贾纳克普尔的夜巴上。关于你，故事很短，记忆很长。因为，最原本的单纯。Day -1： Feb.11 晴？阴（记不太清）？ 西安这一次真的是毫无防备的，想走就走了，也不过是在临行前一个月确定开始准备的。最直接的导火索是东梁，费尽力气拔高上去，却发现自己已然慌乱到跟随众人的脚步，只拼命地走路，其它完全被丢在身后，下山后，其实心里很空，那种失落感，彻底打败了我。不是个功利的人，可是很多时候却在人潮中，不得已被拥挤向前，既没有达成别人的目，也迷乱了自己的方向，就好像拿着别人的地图努力地找自己的路，远远大于得不到的痛。我很喜欢现在的工作，至少很让我有燃烧感，但是，每天用不同的瓶子盛装他人的心情，久之，也会疲惫，因为花在上边的心思，只有自己知道，而不断地只输出不输进，势必会枯萎。于是，我想换个心情，决定走出去看看。这一天，还被各种事情拖挂着，公事私事，还要在夹缝中挤出时间来照顾自己，竟然会走神。这大概也算是黑暗前黎明的某部分吧，我接受。晚上，聚会，BS问了一个他认为比较私人的问：你是不是富二代？哈哈，当场被笑了：我不是，我很穷。我只是在自己能力范围内，随意地界定自己的人生，就连行程单也做的极其简略，这大概就是射手的特质吧。然后，给自己买了一份户外险，一个人，不知道前路有什么，也不知道会发生什么事，但选择行为，承担后果，如果真有万一，那自己预先支付部分也算是爱身边的人吧（以前我不会这样做）。这，是成长。Day 1： Feb.12 晴 西安→拉萨几乎是，一放假，就奔离机场，连回家的机会都没给，虽然这次是真的给家人都汇报了，自己要去远行并且得到恩准。却在前几天的一个电话里突然就难过，因为不能在家过春节，就提前打钱回去让妈给家里添个菜：不要嫌少。于是，就被喷了，她当然不会在乎钱的多少。可是，我，竟然开始用钱来平衡感情了，我知道她最想要什么，却一时给不了，谁让我是崇尚自由的射手女呢！早起，忙忙乱。赶到机场大巴停靠点时，却被无情拒载，原因是这车赶不上11点的飞机，噢，忘了今天是还是工（da)作(du)日(che)了。怎么办？怎么办？然后就被叫去拼了个的士，刚好差我一位，赶往机场的路上，看着窗外太阳初升，觉得一切美好的恰到好处，而我的运气总是好那么一丁点。因为到的实在是早，只能在航站楼外随便拍拍了。这个航空公司的服务还是OK的，不过，拜托你们能把机窗玻璃擦擦干净么。基本一飞离西北偏中地区，窗外，就是蓝天+白云+雪山的组合了，尤其是经过的甘霞地貌，自然是神奇的，不管哪个角度，它都是无可比拟的。因为要飞三个多小时，实在无聊，不觉就和邻座的藏妹-加央卓玛聊了起来，反正就是各种的话各种的不停，她很厉害，基本大学就在内地上了，然后又自己玩了很多地方，这次是来咸阳进修的。要知道其实，很多藏人是不愿意离开自己家乡的，就像雄鹰不会轻易离开蓝天，那是他们自由的归属。得知我也是去拉萨，就被恩允了搭她们家的便车，虽然曾在藏区搭车无数，而此刻却觉得很不好意思，但又欣喜无限，要知道，这里曾是从前梦想终止的地方，而今却是再次续航的新起点，而被搭车，再次把我完全推向了前路。因为她们的目的地是在拉萨城边的堆龙县，我就在离拉萨20多分钟大巴路程的公交站等车，下车后发现，身上一点零钱都没有，于是想等卓玛家车走了，会附近换零钱，看车来了，我也没走，她就问我：怎么了。我就说：我等会去换个钱。然后，然后，她就从车窗给我几个一块，我一再强调不用（搭车已足够，怎能还要车费），不过她很坚持，于是抽了一块，并再次表示感谢。我，不属于这里，但依旧是受欢迎的，谢谢首见礼，拉萨！谢谢加央卓玛！追着记忆，找着今时的路，终是不记得曾经了，七拐八绕，到达了客栈，大门紧闭，于是拨电话也不嫌麻烦，就习惯这家。卸下行李，就大昭寺了。为什么住在大昭寺附近呢？总觉得大昭寺给人的感觉相对（布宫）亲近，可以随时跟着转经的人潮淹没其中，可以随时消失在某个拐角，可以随时坐下来瞻仰佛光，就这样任性地看光影流白，像一幅古老的画。转经一圈，坐下来，很自然地就和身边的人聊起来。已经忘记了他的名字，大概记得关注他的故事：说是小时候被弃，过来寻亲，很久，未果，他的根在西藏。不多做评断，只想说：经历只是人生的一部分，如果死守，那么枯萎的就是明天。我们无法选择开始，但怎么活，就是自己的事了。不是不重要，是有人更值得珍惜。记得我走时的话吗？不放弃，也放弃。还是先安顿好自己的生存吧：别人帮你是他仁慈，不帮你是常理，你是个成人，应该学会照顾自己。喜欢大昭寺周围的场，对，就是，场。焚香的静，转经的诚，脚步的长，心情的短，一切不干净，一旦进入有效场区，就会自然从胸口溢出，化成烟，散了。习惯低眉，久了，竟然不知道，原来仰起头的瞬间，是如此的肃穆，有经文在绕。我知道，有一盏灯，一定通往这里：木如宁巴。已不复从前，其实很怕再次走进这里，因为，虔诚，静寂的让我心生恐怖。信，是这个世界，最强大的力量，即使面对黑暗，它也会轻易将夜撕开一个口子，于是，黎明便来到了。不知道，我一回头，有没有人站在我身后，而此时，我就这么静静地看着你背影，希望你早点回家，因为，有人在等你...不知道是前两晚没休息好（都是凌晨2点睡的），还是真的飞过来有丁点头疼，本想去喝甜茶，考虑太晚，直接拎了罐青稞酒，喝点当地的东西，比喝药管用。当然，真正的青稞酒一定要去家里喝，就要那种散装的，很酸甜，反正我是喜欢的。补个梗吧：在大昭寺门口坐的时候，有个小女孩跑出来跟我要钱，直接拒绝，死缠了很久，无果，终究自己离开。说说我不给的原因吧：他们原本单纯可爱，是我们的仁慈，毁了这一切，世故，心计，纠缠，小小年纪就要承受这些扭曲，也是我不想看到的。小孩是评测一方世界的尺，没有绝对的对错，但是我有权作出选择，坚持我所认为的对。我是这样的人：如果我觉得没道理，你越坚定，我就越拒绝。这是典型的射手，遇强变强。Day 2： Feb.13 大雪→晴 拉萨一定是，昨晚转经时，没祈祷今天的好天气，于是，清晨6点多，站在客栈的3楼，看到地上积了厚厚一层雪，有种已经筑建好的世界坍塌的感觉，因为我已订好车，下午直奔樟木，就连证也是提前好的。而现在，我只好先出门。打电话给订车方，对方还在熟睡，迷糊中，听到了下雪了，自己也无法确认今天行车是否正常，需要联系樟木才能给我回复，车子到底能不能走。彼时的心情，无以言说。可是当我趁着半夜色走到这里时，已然被触动。地上的雪至少80mm厚，依然有很多人来转经，甚至，还有人磕长头。雪真的很大，我已无法直接将镜头露在外边拍照，因为就一张照片的时间，它会落满雪，我会心疼，只好给它罩个羽绒服的袋子。我偏离人行的轨迹，踩雪走到边上的一个ATM机亭里（我怎么会说是怕相机进水了）。脚印有多深，雪就有多厚，我的高帮是直接陷下去的。大昭寺的另一侧，已经排了长长的队，我不知道有多早，但似乎每个人都在耐心地等着，等着朝拜，等着救赎，等着天亮。每个人对“在路上”都有不同的界定。而我认为：我在原有的生活里同样可以睡懒觉，可以吃得好，行得好，既然换了一种方式来看世界，是不是就该更珍惜：早起看看无人的街头，随便走进一家藏面馆，微笑之后说扎西德勒，手机扔掉都可以，但相机一定要保持三分电，也时常对他人说，如果你想看到不一样的，至少你要做的不一样。换一种模式，会不会比较不一样，虽然清爽，但完全感受不到雪花在落下。([]
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袁馨仁蓦然回首，从伦敦回国已经一年多的时间，12月的上海，日渐变的冷了下来。突然回想起一年前这个时候刚骑着单车去俄罗斯领事馆申请证被冻得冷兮兮的时候。努力了四个月只拿到了哈萨克，俄罗斯，和申根证，于是就踩着单车上路，由上海到伦敦。哈萨克的荒凉，俄罗斯的寒冷，拉脱维亚的刹那春光，立陶宛的童话，波兰的狂暴，德国的严谨，阿姆斯特丹的红灯区，布鲁塞尔帮我带路的印度人，巴黎街头的卖唱艺人，以及伦敦的暮霭，在脑海里一遍一遍的过滤着。索性翻出去那时的照片，贴在这里，也算是对自己那段疯狂日子的一种祭奠。2011年3月5日,我由上海理工大学毛主席像前面出发,前来送我的学弟学妹们.这个时候我已经准备了近半年的时间,手里拿着三张证,哈萨克斯坦,俄罗斯,申根.各位童鞋，因为最近新书刚出版，一些事情需要处理，所以更新的不及时，还望大家谅解。如果有着急的童鞋可以关注我的sina博客“驭风者郑盛”里面有之前我在路上每天的记录，当然如果大家能关注我的新书《我的青春在路上》就更好了，我将一路的经历，各国证以及一路的见闻及心理路程详细的记录在里面。当当，亚马逊，京东，淘宝均有销售，百度百科也有介绍，当然我也会继续在8264分享我接下来的旅程，谢谢关注了～～为什么只有三张证，其实是占了一个小便宜，申根证包括25个国家，所以，我一个申根证可以从拉脱维亚一直到法国，这也是当时有了骑车去伦敦的想法之后对着地图冥思苦想好几天才设计的路线，中国，哈萨克斯坦，俄罗斯，拉脱维亚，立陶宛，波兰，德国，荷兰，比利时，法国，英国。英国的证之所以放到法国办理，一是在国内已经没有那么多时间去申请证，第二是我也吃不准路上需要多长时间，不好吧时间限制死。为什么有这个想法？我也说不好，就是一种冲动，毕业了，总有一种回到大学里的冲动，总觉得自己的大学还没过完，总觉得还需要一点什么去做一个总结。2010年的9月，上海十分的燥热，坐在办公室里，看着9月17日日历，上海理工大学开学的日子，越想越闷，四年的汗水，四年的欢声笑语，四年的喜怒哀乐，四年的青春就这样戛然而止，似乎并没有一个完美的句号。以后就只能每天朝九晚五的上班，送货，销售，加薪，培训。回家的路上，坐在地铁的角落，我开始认真的思考起来，想起我要骑车走全国，骑车去尼泊尔的梦想，然而越想越觉得堵得慌，似乎被鱼刺卡了喉咙，吐不出来，也咽不下去，难道我的青春就这样草草结束了吗？我想起了骑车去走全国的日子，或许，我需要对自己的青春做一个总结，需要一个句号。但是去过西藏，中国基本没什么挑战了，于是就选择了欧亚大陆，上海到伦敦，作为我的毕业旅行，也是我22岁时的纪念。有了这个想法之后，我就去和捷安特上海的俱乐部取得了联系，经过了几个月的努力，上海的沈总决定，赞助我自行车和自行车相关的全部零件，满满的一个大箱子，让我更加有了在路上的信心。很多人好奇我怎么能拿到证，这个我也不懂，第一次出国，可能更多的是基于一个单纯的想法，老外比较支持个人探险，我去过西藏，应该会得到他们的支持，于是我就把自己的骑车的照片，路书，以及媒体的报道，拿到使馆，幸运的是经过了几个月的折腾，竟然也拿到了。为了让大使馆更好的了解我，我把大学获得十几张证书都一并交了上去，献血证说明我是安全的，志愿者证书说明我是一个乐于奉献的大学生，急救培训证书说明我能适应这一路的自救第一张图是我带的药品，几乎能想到的药品都带上了，感冒发烧拉肚子常见的病，还有牙痛胃痛等不常见的病，药都备齐了。第二张图是马先生和他的同事，得知我有了这个计划之后，他赞助了我不少零件。第三张则是出发前的时候，剃了一个光头，削发明志，霸气外露。2011年3月5日，我带着52KG的装备，开始我正式的欧亚大陆的行走。出发地点是上海理工大学的毛主席像，很多来送我的学弟学妹。当天下午到了南通，搭船过了此行路上的第一条江，长江。苏北的早晨，安静而又美好！走在苏北的平原上，农村的高音喇叭真是给力，一路上好汉歌听的我热血澎湃，然后就是村书记操着苏北普通话：下面有个通知...后面就不知道说啥了宿迁的烧饼真好吃！路过京杭大运河，不禁感慨，隋炀帝的暴政竟造福了后人，是非公过，如何评说呢？3月9日 1150 来自短信 徐州城东50公里处，突然车头一沉，不受控制，一看，暴胎了，难道刘邦知道我崇拜项羽？和我同行的有个胖子，他陪我走到了兰州。补胎神马是最痛苦了，重重的装备要全部卸下来。。。呼啸而过的卡车，给我们造成不小的压力过了郑州，几乎全是面食，对于来自南方的我们来说，每次吃饭就成了一次煎熬。所幸的是四川人遍布全国，偶尔路过城市，可以去吃点米饭。有一些小地方依稀残留着老的东西过了三门峡，就进入了陕西境内，偶遇黄河。明媚的阳光，让我忍不住开始拉着嗓门吼几声。陕西农村的大玉米，搞的很像香蕉树宝鸡的宝莲灯原以为3月份中国的春天会春光明媚，谁知进了秦岭开始一路暴雪。万里冰封我算是见识到什么是滴水成冰了，早晨出门带的水，不到中午就结成冰了，零下五度，变速进水冻住，水壶里全是冰疙瘩，车座子钢管收缩了活动，八公里的下坡停了两次，多几个隧道吧，隧道里暖和！从春天走到冬天，早知道山下带几个西瓜上来吃冰西瓜，哈哈过了兰州，胖子就急匆匆坐飞机回去了。他的离开对我来说是一个很大的打击，本来他至少要陪我到哈萨克斯坦，但是由于他老妈突然要做手术，所以不得不临时放弃。确实，在现实面前，梦想很脆弱，这也让我重新认识这个问。藏族聚居地天祝出来的公路，这一天发飙，一路狂奔，天祝到古浪到武威到永昌，一天235km,三个县城,一个市.黄土高原的天空和西藏的天空一样的蓝.过了张掖,在高台县受到了田翔的招待.住在他的村官宿舍里,就着辣子吃着土豆会肉,是这一生难以忘怀的美味.山丹县明长城的遗址.黄土高原也有雪山的.田翔的舍友,来自云南的村官.过了武威,就进了沙漠和盐碱地,也是传说中的丝绸之路.第一次见到盐是怎么生产出来的,沙漠中的盐碱地里,几个工人将雪花一样的盐矿扫到一起,然后送到旁边的化工厂进行提炼.远远看去,白盐上面升起袅袅烟雾,如同海市蜃楼.神奇的是,盐矿附近竟然还能生长茅草.走在酒泉的沙漠里,因为靠近卫星发射基地,所以最大的乐趣就是数飞机.天下第一雄关,嘉峪关.可惜门票太贵了,门口看了看就离开了/走丝绸之路,最重要的事情就是食物,好的是当地随处可以买到便宜的馍馍,5毛钱两个,榨菜是5毛钱一包,一次买上十几个,可以吃两天.出了嘉峪关,我就不在老老实实的走国道,将自行车扛上了G30,因为这边的国道实在是破烂的可怜.不过,过了瓜州,G30没了,还是接着走312,进入天山进入天山地界,人烟稀少,找不到住的地方,所幸路边有修路队,就进去借宿了一个晚上,也在这里过了我23岁的生日.老妈还打电话过来让我吃好点,呵呵,她还不知道我在天山脚下吹沙子呢.收留我住一晚上的修路工人.来自黑龙江的老大哥.新疆的风,不说什么了,我迎风仍了一个易拉罐,在落地之前,飞到我身后30米,在公路上骑车,活生生的将我从路上扯下来,据说当年吹翻过火车,我还是幸运的,慢慢推还可以走,没有被吹回上海.进了新疆,找睡觉的地方比在生孩子都难,至少生孩子是肚里有货,这里旅馆却是真没有,只好借宿加油站的锅炉房.维族打馕人.到了新疆最大的感触是,这里的民风不错,没有想象中的恐怖,走在乡间小道上,偶遇一个带着小花帽的维族大爷,笑眯眯的给你打个招呼,感觉很是舒服.进疆之前的忐忑也缓解不少.4月7日，克拉玛依。大学朋友白老大，特意将线路改道巴克图出境，就是想来看看他。走在沙漠里，数飞机的感觉是蛮舒服的。霍吉尔特蒙姑乡，放牧的蒙古人。新疆的地名，让我开始相思啊，哈哈戈壁滩塔城，周叔叔，大学朋友的爸爸巴克图出境时候，准备的馕，不过只够吃两天。。。第一次见到其他国家的货币来送我出国的周叔叔刚进入哈萨克的第一个路牌哈萨克的第一个县城公路边的草可以盖住一头头黄牛，让我不禁开始担心起来，这里面是否藏的有狼？哈萨克的路牌还好有一排英文和一排俄文，我可以看懂英文，找路不是问了，第一天晚上没有找到睡觉的地方，因为看不懂哈萨克语和俄语，不知道哪里是旅馆，好的是，一个在这边做生意的新疆人收留了我，睡在他们家的地毯上。新疆人的商店第二天的旅程没有想象中的那么轻松，路边都是乌鸦的窝，嘎嘎叫的心烦这是哈萨克的高速公路，我一个人，踩着单车赶路，偶尔呼啸而过的破车，荡起滚滚黄烟从新疆老乡家里出来，便开始一个人走上这条公路，传说中的哈萨克高速公路，比中国的村村通还烂。一个人，一部单车，后面几头牛在那里当路人甲。去阿拉木图和阿亚谷子的分叉路，还好路牌是英文的，基本上可以看懂。([]
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