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杨晨晨上下失守

王轩豪

从2010年7月16日至8月12日历经28天的川藏路，终于完成了一个心愿：全程骑行，从四川成都终点是拉萨，然后坐汽车去了一趟珠峰，为了激励后来的勇士们，将此行经过大概和大家一起分享，首先表示感谢以下七人（按帮助我的先后排序）：坚坚：谢谢你提供的一对外胎和一个内胎，并教会我补胎方法，让我能思想318线；沙子：谢谢你帮我检修了我的捷安特750，并教会我拆装链条的方法，让我的车子在这28天中，通畅无阻；水哥：谢谢你在茂名站和另三位车友相送，并把我和我的自行车一起送上了火车（第一次带自行车上火车，心里多少有点担心车车上不了火车，那就前功尽弃）；杜普：谢谢你在成都把我收进你的队伍，让我开始我的318路；Pick：在川藏路开始的第四天上午遇见你后，谢谢你让我跟着一直骑到了拉萨；杨波：谢谢你决定一起去珠峰，车子在羊湖边坏了整整八个小时，我们在羊湖边上疯狂地拍了五百多张相片，那是我有生以来最感满意的相片，从此以后，我决定存钱换单反；亮哥：谢谢你向我介绍的佛教，让我开始虔诚地信仰了佛教并有了些微体会。电梯直达（请点击）D1、（7月16日）成都----名山县黑竹乡109KMD2、（7月17日）黑竹乡----雅安45KMD3、（7月18日）雅安----新沟86KM D4、（7月19日）新沟----泸定57KMD5、（7月20日）泸定-----康定49KM D6、（7月21日）康定----新都桥78KMD7、（7月22日）新都桥休整 D8、（7月23日）新都桥----阿志玛施舍91KMD9、（7月24日）阿志玛施舍----158道班74KMD10、（7月25日）158道班----理塘49KMD11、（7月26日）理塘休整 D12、（7月27日）理塘----巴塘187KMD13、（7月28日）巴塘----温泉山庄44KM D14、（7月29日）温泉山庄----芒康61KMD15、（7月30日）芒康----登巴村86KM D16、（7月31日）登巴村----左贡县78KMD17、（8月1日）左贡县----邦达103KM D18、（8月2日）邦达----八宿95KMD19、（8月3日）八宿----然乌90KM D20、（8月4日）然乌休整寻找来古冰川55KMD21、（8月5日）然乌----米堆冰川42KM D21、（8月6日）米堆冰川----波密100KMD23、（8月7日）波密----通麦92KM D24、（8月8日）：通麦----鲁朗100KMD25、（8月9日）：鲁朗----八一76KM D26、（8月10日）：八一----工布江达130KMD27、（8月11日）工布江达----松多乡99KM D28、（8月12日）松多乡----拉萨176KMD31、（8月15日）羊湖特辑（8月15日至20日）六天游珠穆朗玛峰（含逃票攻略）7月16日十点多到了成都火车站，把我的驼包和自行车扛出站后，休息时看到一帮人，准备登山的，心里好一阵激动看到这些包包和防潮垫，心里满是憧憬，我或许很适合这样子的生活，不知道以后能否同行组装好我的自行车，到九龙鼎客栈找到了重庆土豆，正在锦里门口商量时，遇到了杜普，背篓哥说他从武汉骑车到了成都，花费了十六天，我以为他们六人队全是从武汉骑到成都，心里一阵阵的佩服后，我决定加入他们队，和他们明天一起出发，开始我的318生活。决定明天出发，可是今天才到，下午检查时发现只带来一对刹车块，还想装一对档雨板，于是骑车找捷安特专卖店，店门早就关了，只好骑车回头，顺便看了成都的夜景（以后大家在专卖店关门后，可以找波尔，他只有晚上才有空，可惜当时我不知道，pick找波尔买了大部分的物品，可好用了，最主要是比专卖店要便宜很多）成都的夜是如此的繁荣记得第一次到成都，本计划和传说去爬四姑娘山，发现了熊猫金卡，于是改计划留在成都，就是在红旗超市里领了熊猫金卡古老的庙前竟停放了这么现代的小车找了路，确定我要回去的路快回到住的地方，发现隔着湖的桥是如此的美丽，人的心情一好，看的东西都是漂亮的过桥，回去，本计划17日出发，计划跟不上变化，赶紧修整自行车，整装待发，没想到心里这么一激动，凌晨一点多才睡，听说杜普他们六人比我更晚路况总体来说是好的，只有几天的路是很差的，特别是波密到鲁朗我们队五人是扛着车车，爬了两个山头，回忆当时的行程是辛苦的，但大家的互相帮助，又是如此甜密的 16日早上七点在武侯伺集中，准备出发了看我们，每一个人对着西藏都是满怀憧憬出发了，遇到红绿灯，我过了，回看小黄、小璐和张伟正乖乖地等着绿灯过了红绿灯，背篓哥一看到肯德基，双眼一亮，向着肯德基冲过去，并说：出了成都，要一个月吃不上肯德基耶，赶紧去吃一个我们都在等着背篓哥，都在笑站路中间的警察很认真地维持秩序我们队的团队感很强，一直都是以这样的顺序行进着第一位：领队第二位：羊羊（很快就改名为：背篓哥）第三位：杜普，他的单反拍的相片比我们的都要好第四位：茉莉第五位：小黄（很坚强的一个女孩子，为了这川藏线，听说坚持每天跑五千米，跑了半年）第六位：小璐（和小黄约好后，一起每天跑五千米的可爱的女孩子）我们队的第七位，张伟，无论我们有什么事情，都不能比他慢，如果有什么问，他总是很耐心地等着我们在出成都的大件路上，有架飞机从我们头顶飞过，连机身上的型号我们都看得很清楚我们通常等齐人再一起走全到了，买水，稍为休息，准备再次出发这是一个十字路口，大家在商量着向哪个方向继续走我们冒着雨在前进着骑在我前面的队员这是我们遇到的第一个路有了正确的指向，我们继续着前进羊羊在吃汉堡，买汉堡的同时还给他孩子带了一个羊羊小挂件，真是一个好爸爸我们走在路上凡是十字路口都等等后面队员，真是一个好队伍看羊羊经过武汉到成都的锻炼，在这么好骑的路上，骑得如此轻松我们将在这里休息一会有警察护送着我们呢（其实是巧合）这是我们走过的路，回忆起来：今天的路是最好走的路遇到的分叉路，以后的318线，大部分都只一条路，不用我再做选择经过的电力站他们，可爱吧，心里一直都是这样子想：凡是走川藏路的人，都有或多或少的傻劲。一个车友说了一句经典的话：“走川藏路的人是三失人群：一是失恋，二是失意。”我心里暗想，我都没有耶。他继续说了第三个：“失常”！来一个小小的合照回忆总是美好的，看着相片，也感受着当时路上的快乐西藏的一个运输点他们在看着我们路过一个汽车站路上又是十字路，研究研究我们应该向邛崃方向川藏路上第一辆车坏了，是捷安特，当时大家都是第一次补胎，花费了不少时间，后来张伟经过锻炼，能在一分钟内把内胎补好，听说还帮一个摩托车补了胎，速度之快，把摩托车主给吓坏了大家几经研究内胎，还是张伟担起了补胎的重任他们忙着，小璐也忙着记帐，而羊羊忙着（大家看吧）中午在路边一家饭店点菜吃饭，这是饭店主人的儿子，捧着一个大西瓜就是啃，好可爱的小孩子小朋友也有害羞的时候，可能他是怕我抢他的小西瓜吧吃饱了继续走，羊羊走到了最前面，我紧跟着，他们五人还在后面很远，看看羊羊的鞋子，为了防下雨的穿着，他是一边骑车一边换的鞋子，看来无论做什么，都能达到某个境界秀秀我们的车车，这是我的捷安特750这是羊羊的捷安特离开成都比较远了，路面很是寂静小黄到了小璐也到了，还有三人，后来，我们一路训练到拉萨，都变成了超强车手第一天（7月16日）：成都----名山县黑竹乡109KM，加足劲追上背篓哥，一起回头发现陈辞在自行车修理店上补好外胎后，他骑车追赶大队去的时候，我和背篓哥被大雨困住，吃了晚饭后发现雨有继续加大的势头，最主要是身上衣服全湿了，包包也全湿了，就住在了吃饭的这家阿芳旅馆，二十元单人间，两米的大床，我用床的三分之二平铺着晾衣物，还在背篓哥那里学会把衣服直接挂在风扇上，两个小时衣服全变干了（真是一个好方法）。川藏路上住的第一个旅馆昨晚很早就睡了，听说羊羊半夜烧烤喝酒去了，七点半、八点、八点半、九点我都去叫了门，无柰懒羊羊并不是浪得虚名，真正和动画片里的懒羊羊一个样，所以我只有到旅馆门外溜达去经过昨天下午大雨的洗礼，街道干净多了，而早上人气也足很多了人们是如此休闲，像我一样公路上溜达够了，回来擦干净我的爱车，装好驼包，然后留影羊羊还是不愿起来，无柰之下选择做一次活雷锋：把羊羊的车也擦得干干净净的。他起来看了后，说武汉买车后一直都没有擦过车，现在都不认得他的车了。九点多，出发了，还有42KM到雅安，陈辞担心拖大家后腿，早上六点准时出发了，我们一出发的时候，他已经到雅安了一开始上路天气还算好到达名山县了开始下雨，一直到雅安，把照相机收好这一天都没再照相，损失一天的风景没关系，现在淋坏可不行，还有长达27天的路呢

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今年的最后一帖，索性将八月份的行程全部放在这儿吧，拖了太久了，之前写完两篇穿越帖后，脑子里好像对写帖没啥感觉了，过了这一段时间，心中也基本上有了大概的思绪，再加上最近结束了几门课程，可以腾出时间来赶在2013年结束前将图片和文字整理上来。此帖与大家分享的是今年暑假我完成贡嘎转山和亚泸线穿越之后的行程，两次穿越花的时间不到一个月，还有一个多月的时间便是这篇帖子的行程了。帖子分成两部分：一、从云南经214、318、317、219国道搭车至拉萨。二、单骑103.7元8天骑行青藏线拉萨至沱沱河（含纳木错）用布达拉宫作为这篇帖子的开始吧，它是终点，亦是起点。https//www.9ku.com/share/true_226495/singleplayer.swfps如不看回帖，可点击“只看该我，给予我精神上支持的朋友，同样要感谢，每次在路上看到你们的鼓励，心里都特感动！旅途中每一位帮助了我，包括对我微笑的人，无论你是过客，或是和我成为了朋友，我都和你们说谢谢，有了你们，我的旅途才精彩！感谢川西和西藏，不断的施予我，施予我以风景；施予我以感动；施予我以快乐；施予我以成长.... 从云南经214、318、317、109国道搭车至拉萨————终点亦是起点———— 来到拉萨前我以为这就是我的终点到了拉萨后我才发现它已经成了我的起点了我的终点已不知所踪一年前我开始接触藏地，并深深为之着迷，时隔一年，再次踏入藏地，久违了。2012年8月16日，我怎能忘记这一天，那晚我的身体第一次与拉萨有了接触，眼角夺眶欲出的泪水充满的是怎样的一种情感啊，太多太多，感动、欣喜、艰苦....这一天是要来的，我知道，我会回来的，这回到拉萨的时候，我想哭，真想啊，可是哭不出来，没有泪水，也许是在2012.8.16就已经流完了吧。因为今年川藏南线人太多，所以我改道上了川藏北线，所以才有了317、109国道的行程。可是就在我上了川藏北线的第二天，通麦大桥塌了，于是南线上的进藏者都涌上了北线，所以我又陷入了我不喜欢的“热闹”中，小小的郁闷了一下，不过北线的风景也还是很漂亮的。丽江：在宁蒗偶遇四个到泸沽湖的背包的，也是要回丽江，于是五人包车赶往丽江，每人50元，价格还是挺便宜的，到丽江的时候天已黑了，还好有个女孩在丽江住过一家很便宜的客栈，打电话过去，说是还有床位，我心想，终于马上可以洗澡洗衣服躺在床上睡觉了，亚泸线这几天天天下雨，我身上都快发霉了。客栈价钱真便宜，第一天晚上床位比较紧张，于是我睡的过道上的床位，10块钱。第二天就换到房间里去了，好像是二十还是二十五块钱，这么便宜的客栈，真舍不得走。第二天洗了澡，洗了衣服，爽得不得了，客栈老板也挺好的。第二天下午我打算到古城里去转转，在去年我在路上听王哥和我讲起丽江，虽然没什么欲望，但来了还是去古城转转，天还下着细雨，我的伞落在屋角的龙布大哥家了，不过下的不大，没啥影响。丽江古城南门古城里的店面古城垂柳在古城瞎逛，石头上的城南旧事。不算广告吧，哈哈....我也不知道里面卖啥的古城里的川菜馆，我见过最多的菜馆非川菜馆莫属，开遍全国各地。古城建筑终于见到这传说中的一米阳光，在古城，艳遇似乎成了来这里的理由我瞎逛，一不小心在古城里找到了8264的旗帜，希望这旗帜像川菜馆一样挂遍全国各地古城酒吧神话酒吧，看上去很高端的样子转山转水转经筒我进一米阳光去看了一下，听到几个人在问服务员在这儿消费要多少钱，服务员说最小的那个桌子，一桌一千六百几来着，我马上闪出来。应该是“我愿化身石桥”，他这是木桥，有点不合适，嘿嘿....北京青年的拍摄酒吧，看过几集，就没再看了。古城外的大水车说来也挺巧，我在古城瞎逛的时候，遇见了在泸沽湖碰见的三个背包客。于是我们就一起逛古城，走到这家碟店时，我说敲敲鼓吧，不一会儿，雨下大了，于是我在碟店敲了几个小时的非洲鼓，主要是因为我比较喜欢敲，后面那小姑娘切歌和我们一起敲，走时在这儿买了一张碟。谁想？排着去。逛完古城我带着三人到我住的客栈，，晚上他们在外面吹牛，我就不瞎掺合了，再说我也不是很喜欢，在房间里收拾东西，明天就准备离开丽江了。没什么留恋的，说实话，丽江古城与我而言，完全没有吸引力，我始终还是觉得这里浮躁多一些，而且古城里也没啥玩的，都是商店、酒吧。就那碟店还比较好玩。之前有朋友建议束河还不错，但天气一直不转好，想想还是走算了。就这样，在古城待的时间才半天，我就往香格里拉去了。丽江的艳遇吸引了很多人，唯独没有吸引我，在丽江，我真的没有感觉的到有任何让我爱上这个地方的理由。很多人喜欢丽江，所以我就不再说太多了，到此为止吧，爱，不需要理由，不爱，也不需要理由。搭车往香格里拉的途中是艰苦的，为什么呢？我哪儿是搭车，那天，天朗气清，我知道路上有很多人，但没想到有那么多人，还有一个什么学生组成的一个组织，好像有近百人呢，都在搭车，我遇见了几个，这么多人，不遇见都不行啊，他们告诉我，他们是到一个地方就去小学、敬老院....这些地方做好事，姑且划到公益旅行一类吧。他们要到虎跳峡，我心想这么多人，还是你们先走吧，我先走一段，结果这一走啊，就走了四十多公里，我自己都想不明白我怎么走了这么远。在路上歇的时候，都四点多钟了，我就伸手这么一拦，之前拦过很多次，不停啊。可是这次不一样，这次是停了，我心想老天还是眷顾我的，关键时刻给我以希望啊。司机师傅很爽快，我说搭车去香格里拉，立马让我上车了，上车后发现车上还搭了俩啊，司机师傅小两口在前面，人特好，途中我们停下歇的时候从车上拿吃的给藏族小朋友，和他们聊天发现两人很善良，在路上还看到了彩虹，漂亮极了，这是这一路上第三次看到彩虹了。到香格里拉的时候天还没黑，下车和司机师傅道谢后到了月光广场，让我意想不到的是，在这里竟又遇见了在泸沽湖遇见的那几个人，而且还有几个不认识的和他们一起，所以，接下来就一起在独克宗古城玩啦。在丽江前往香格里拉途中远眺被云雾遮挡的哈巴雪山这里好像是那啥长江第一弯来着，拍的角度不对，看不出来香格里拉独克宗古城的月光广场，到这里时天刚开始黑，看到广场高处有一又高又大的转经筒，我想，这就是那传说中世界上最大的转经筒了吧，传说里面有上亿卷经书，不过官方数据好像没这么多世界上最大的转经筒，金黄色的经筒是独克宗古城的地月光广场上藏民们跳起了热情洋溢的锅庄，我一直想跳锅庄来着，可惜不会跳。锅庄是非常热情的舞蹈，配合藏族歌曲，跳起来很有感觉呢。这就是那最大的转经筒，在此又遇见了在泸沽湖和丽江碰到的几人。转经筒需一二十人合力才能转动，我转经筒三圈，完了入大佛寺上香祈福。相比大研古城，我更喜欢独克宗古城，虽然两座城是不同的民族，但很明显可以感觉到独克宗古城对当地文化的保护比大研古城好太多，在大研古城已经很难感受到纳西族的文化了，而独克宗古城虽然也与大研类似有很多酒吧和商铺，但其藏族文化却保存的很好，走在古城里的感觉就不一样，让人有留下来的冲动。与那几位遇见的背包客逛商铺时看到的天珠，这颗天珠38.9万，这还不是这家商铺里最贵的一颗。和他们去吃完东西在古城闲逛，独克宗古城里有很多外国人大叔请我们喝酒，所以就来到这家酒吧啦，大叔看起来年纪不小啊，一起玩的时候特嗨，这家酒吧是左边抽烟的太溢介绍来的，他是藏族人，认识这里的老板，那颗天珠的店铺老板也认识。这是我第一次进酒吧，虽然偶尔喜欢喝酒，但那都只是和朋友一起的时候。和这些来自天南海北的朋友一起喝酒，不问出处、不问名字，没有任何芥蒂，喝起来很开心。刚才一起吃饭的时候，与他们喝了一点白的，所以这里就没多喝，喝醉就不好了，开心就好了。对了，我还上去跳舞了，跳的可嗨了，哈哈....这是一家藏式酒吧，所以里面基本都是藏族人在酒吧闹到十二点多才离去，在广场附近搭帐篷睡下了。第二天醒的时候还早，有几辆旅游大巴刚好到广场，但游客都只是下车一两分钟拍下一两张照片之后就被导游叫上车了，每个人都有自己的旅行方式，我不能改变别人的方式，我只能改变自己，选择能让自己快乐的方式。他们是要去雨崩，而我是要进藏的，第二天花了十五元搭车到了奔子栏，晚上也是在那里扎的营，在奔子栏与一个路边的卖西瓜的果摊的藏族少年聊天聊了一个下午，挺有意思的，我还给他卖瓜呢。第一次拍星星，那晚奔子栏群星闪耀，银河划过长空，这是出发以来看到星星最多的夜晚了。这次我带了脚架，因去年在新都桥时星空像童话般美丽，于是今年我带着脚架准备在新都桥拍星星，但那几天天气不好，没有星星。不过在奔子栏总算派上用场了，可惜是第一次拍星星，技术太水了，相机也不是很给力，就给拍成这样了，下次还要再带上脚架出发。([]

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吴慧发

圣诞节从阳朔回到常德后,努力工作的同时,又思索着下一步的驴行方案.有一个心结在我心中纠结了半年之久,说来自己都觉得脸红,那还是去年八月在成都宽窄巷子遇到一群去梅里雪山驴行的美国驴子,第一次听到梅里雪山的名字竟然出自老外之口,确实令闹哥汗颜.,自此,梅里雪山的日照金山-----卡瓦格博峰便时常的出现在我的脑海中,从网友各种关于云南的帖子中吸取经验,为了梦中的卡瓦格博,赶紧不惜血本从淘宝购买了哥仑比亚加厚羽绒服和佳能70---200远焦镜头并初步拟定了一条十五天左右的驴行线路.常德-----昆明------丽江------束河-----虎跳峡徒步------香格里拉---独克宗古城--葛丹松赞林寺-------梅里雪山------雨崩徒步-------丽江-------昆明------常德.线路搞定后正是春节前后,常德至昆明的特价机票是一票难求,看来只有耐着性子慢慢的等待时机了. 生活在希望中的人是幸福的,每天工作之余在自已的qq空间里听着许巍的蓝莲花,幻想着束河的小资,虎跳峡的雄伟,香格里拉那永不消逝的地平线,葛丹松赞林寺的藏族佛教文化,卡瓦格博那神奇的日照金山,雨崩那迷人的藏族风情,就在这一切的一切都在美好的期待中时,大胆邀请我和他一同驴行稻城,亚丁.虽然我知道稻城,亚丁有着非常美丽的风景并具有十分挑战性的徒步线路,但并不在我今年的驴行计划之中,他得知我的彩云之南徒步计划后马上赶来看攻略,时间,交通,景点,住宿及费用控制一应具全,立马决定要和闹哥徒步云南,随即加入的有丫头,长沙的玄色及最后成行的另外五位长沙驴友,独驴变为加强班,何乐而不为.人多力量大,大胆马上查到三月四日常德飞昆明的机票270元,三月十五日昆明飞常德的机票199元,机会难得,事不宜迟,赶紧订票. 期待着三月四日插上隐形的翅膀飞往向往中的彩云之南,尽情的放飞自己.但多次独驴的经历己使自已成熟了许多,心态平和了不少,不再有往日即将远行的亢奋.因为我深深的知道,我每次开心的旅行背后,都有妻子,母亲,儿子和朋友们默默的祝福和支持,这是鱼儿对水的依恋,这是树叶对根的情谊.不知不觉中期待的时刻终于到了,老同学徐勇盛情的为我在彪二餐馆举办送行宴,捷安特车友波菜,观潮,东东,佳佳也是在不断的玩笑声中给与我祝福,真诚的谢谢你们,有亲人及你们的支持与祝福,我将飞得更高,走得更远............. 我们的机票描述在机埸要办的第一件事就是先用身份证办理机票手续图片IMG_8832.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]出行前的大胆一直处于高度的亢奋中,在候机厅里也是精神抖擞图片IMG_8831.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]望着远处的飞机,淡定的吸根烟再走吧图片IMG_8841.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]临上机前,机场的服务员跑过来问我,是不是你的三角架忘在安检处了.看样子我被机场严格的安检弄晕了头,还没出常德就开始丢东西.不过从内心来讲真的很感谢这位服务员.[ 此帖被陈为民在11-3-19 0201重新编辑 ]图片IMG_8857.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]很多年没坐飞机出行了,记忆中上次坐飞机是九四年从长沙飞广州,最近两年也经常和捷安特的车友一起夜骑斗姆湖来看大鸟,但很少如愿.图片IMG_8867.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]在飞机上看到邻坐的美女在吃零食,才感觉我们把吃的东西全放在托运的登山包里绝对是个错误.不过大胆还是挺有办法的,美言几句,居然弄到了一袋九三鸭霸王的鸭肠子,那味道,别提有多爽了.[ 此帖被陈为民在11-3-19 0212重新编辑 ]载着梦想腾空而起从飞机上看云海绝对是一种心旷神怡的感觉.图片IMG_8901.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]因为司职摄影,所以两位小兄妹特意照顾闹哥坐在靠窗的位置,期待有好的pp献给畅游天下的朋友们.近在眼前的云海时而若隐若现,气象万千.图片IMG_8923.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]我浮在天空里自由的很无力图片IMG_8927.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]天空明净蔚蓝,白云朵朵,轻风悠悠.在这云蒸霞蔚的世界里,是怎样的一幅景象呢？这里,一样的风霜雨雪,一样的日月星辰,一样的春夏秋冬,不一样的是我们追寻梦想的心.图片IMG_8908.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]飞行不到两个小时便到了昆明图片IMG_8976.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]从飞机上看到的昆明货运编组站图片IMG_8977.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]降落在巫家坝机场图片IMG_8979.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]1922年，当时云南的“土皇帝”唐继尧要建立空军，从法国驻越南空军手中买了30架旧战斗机和15架旧教练机，就在昆明巫家坝修了个飞机场。图片IMG_8980.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]昆明机场，原是巫家村的牧场。昆明人把平地称为“坝子”，此牧场便得名巫家坝。光绪年间，清军在此建兵营，巫家坝成立练兵场。辛亥*****那一年，蔡锷率新军第十九镇七十四在巫家坝兵营发动“重九起义”，推翻了云南的清政府。1922年，巫家坝陆军操场被改建为飞机场之后，从1939～1945年间进行过两次扩建，成为我国抗战时期最繁忙的军民两用机场。图片IMG_8981.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]始建于1922年的巫家坝机场是中国的第二座飞机场，“重九起义”蔡锷部队的驻地、讨袁护国新军的大操场，抗日战争中美国陆军第十四航空队“飞虎队”的重要基地，闻名于世的驼峰航线的终点站,为我国抗日战争的最后胜利立下过汗马功劳.巫家坝机场在我国近代历史上具有重大的历史纪念意义和价值。 [ 此帖被陈为民在11-3-19 2018重新编辑 ]图片IMG_8995.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]一下飞机我们便感受到春城昆明的迷人魅力,阵阵春风拂面,令人心旷神怡.图片IMG_8996.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]出机场后我们一行三人打了个的士赶往火车站与先期到达的长沙驴友会合.图片IMG_8998.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]在火车站广场和先期到达的玄色会合后便找到一家滇菜馆先饱餐一顿.图片IMG_9003.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]玄色,长沙资深驴友,她中午飞到昆明后帮我们购买了当晚去丽江的卧铺票,另外五位成行的长沙驴友因为没买到特价机票改坐火车过来,故行程要比我们晚一天.至此,三人团变为了四人帮.图片IMG_9004.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]背上装备,徒步前往车站.图片IMG_9011.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]在候车大厅我们是一道靓丽的风景线,浙江的驴友给我们来了张合影.[ 此帖被陈为民在11-3-19 2109重新编辑 ]图片IMG_9015.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]k9606次双层全卧铺车晚十点二十四分由昆明开往丽江图片IMG_9018.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]在候车时遇到四名浙江,广西,福建,山东的驴友,他们计划用三个月的时间徒步梅里雪山大环线,在火车上我们留下了联糸方式.佩服他们的勇气并祝他们一路顺风图片IMG_9019.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]在火车上,大胆还沉浸在幸福之中.图片IMG_9026.jpg[[url=]删除[/url]]在车上的过道上,玄色给我们秀了一把瑜迦,其优雅的身姿令我们叹服不己.在火车上舒服的睡上一觉,凌晨六点到达丽江车站.([]

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王淑娟

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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