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音乐承载记忆。在熟悉的音乐中，记忆自动回放，心中的忧郁小情怀便泛滥开来……去年今日，我也许正缩在办公室电脑前，耳机里放着随机播放的爱情买卖，屏幕上一个窗口CAD一个窗口浏览器，鼠箭头指着最小化，以防领导随时来袭……此时此刻，我眼前是前排椅背上的“XX医院专治男科”，旁边座位上是一位打瞌睡的老伯，随着车身的摇晃时不时把脑壳靠到我肩上…… 带点孩子气的离开看似的安稳，转而上路去寻找可能只是虚空的所谓理想。下一次听爱情买卖时，我会在做什么，找到自己想要的了吗？还是又重新回到电脑前画着一道道线偷着看网页…… 纠结的我，沿着纠结的我制定的纠结的路线，开始了在贵州的纠结旅行。 只是想试试。 行程：荔波县-茂兰-怎雷水族寨-高排苗寨-榕江县-车江侗寨-大利侗寨-雷山县-乌东寨-西江苗寨-雷山鼓藏节-镇远-三门塘侗寨-锦屏县-隆里古城-地扪侗寨-黎平县-肇兴-从江-岜沙苗寨-黄岗侗寨-都匀-贵阳花溪-青岩古镇-安顺-天龙屯堡-云峰八寨-紫云格凸河-中洞苗寨-望谟县-安龙县-兴义-花江峡谷-北盘江峡谷-关岭-织金洞-贵阳第一站：黔南，荔波tips：交通：公路，贵阳金阳客运站有到荔波的班车，车程约4小时；坐火车要到荔波西边的麻尾站下，从麻尾到荔波途中就可顺路去大小七孔。住：因为旅游的兴起，县城里各种档次的酒店旅馆都有，不难找。我住的是出车站左拐100米左右的茂兰宾馆，间一百，房间很大，还有一台自动麻将桌。前台可以问询前往茂兰保护区旅游的事宜。吃：车站外马路对面桥头的步行街晚上有夜排档，往里走到榕树脚周边也有几家餐馆。另外在县城点的广场边上有条餐饮街，有烤鱼，杨梅汤。玩：茂兰，车站有很多发往茂兰方向的车，从永康方向进入，车程约1小时到景区大门的尧古村。村中有住宿客栈。保护区很大，景区开发的几个景点之间距离都很远，不想走路的话可以包面包车或摩托车。走路的话一天时间足够从尧古边走边玩到五眼桥住宿，一路上都有村庄人家，主要路口有指示牌，不用担心迷路。尧古-洞塘-五眼桥一线主要景点：石上森林，布依村寨，尧所古桥，水上森林，青龙潭青龙瀑，九洞天穿洞群，原始森林……建议用两到三天慢慢感受喀斯特峰丛的魅力。回程可就近从五眼桥附近的巴克检查站搭过路车回荔波县城。小七孔，荔波车站坐车，20分钟一班，金杯面包车居多。中间回会经过大七孔景区。小七孔景区里就没什么好说的了，坐景区观光车来往于各个景点。 D12011年10月26日午后到荔波，没出车站，直接买票去茂兰保护区。趁等车的空隙在候车厅边上的粉店要了碗米粉。第一次吃这种扁宽形状的粉略感新鲜，哪想后来这种米粉伴随了我大半个旅程，吃的都要吐了。到茂兰保护区大门口的尧古村只要半个多小时车程，下车前班车师傅热心的为我指点了路边的一处农家客店。进堂屋大门，两位坐在小凳上聊天的老阿婆停下来，转头疑惑的望向我。“老人家，你们这里可以住宿的撒？”我自以为用四川话就可以走遍贵州，还能增添一些亲切感。两位老人冲我呵呵笑了，但显然没有听明白。慢慢用普通话又复述了一遍后，一位老人用方言向屋里喊了几句，另一位戴着老花镜的阿婆循声从里屋走出来，“#@%*…住宿啊#￥%……”其他没听懂，好歹听见了关键词，看样子应该是她家的店了。去楼上客房住下，这里客房很多，只是因为淡季，空荡荡的楼层里就只有我一个人住。 尧古是个布依族的小村子，沿路修的新房就跟广大中国农村的房子一样，方方正正没有表情的方盒子。远离公路的一侧，几十栋破旧的干栏式木房错落着挤在一起，两口水塘映出它们苍老的面孔。天气阴冷，飘着毛毛雨，村中的小巷里都见不着人，只有从隔音不好的木房里透出的电视声锅碗瓢盆声说明生活还在继续。 对于大部分游客观光者来说，“屋没有不破的，墙没有不斜的，人没有不老的”的景象可能是个不错的摄影材，可在世代在此居住生活的村民眼里，这些破旧意味着生活的穷困。他们很不解：“大城市这么好，这里这些破房子有什么看头？”贵州常见的阴阴天加上灰暗的老木楼，让拍出来的照片都是一片灰调子 雨下大了，索性回屋去找那三位阿婆聊天，虽然能听懂的不多。阿婆们正在做手工，用当地的土布缝被单。碰巧停电，她们搬着小板凳坐到大门前，借着天光，在布上缝出一道道褶皱来拼成各种花纹图案。“做这个很麻烦呢#￥&*@…要做大半年呢#！￥…缝完还要染色呢%￥…现在年轻人都不愿做了呢……”阿婆热情的向我介绍着，我吃力听着报以微笑。屋外，小雨淅沥沥的背景音中，除了偶尔的鸡鸣狗吠再也没有其他声音。屋里，三位老人的话因为我这个难得的倾听者变得多了起来，尽管大部分情形是：她们说话，我听不懂，呵呵笑着换下一个话；我说话，她们听不懂，笑笑，转下一个话……一个下午就这么过去，不用考虑时间不用着急行程，让光阴在谈笑间悠然划过……一阵嘈杂声及时打断了我又要泛滥的小情怀。来电了，阿婆的孙子放学回家迫不及待的打开电视，奥特曼与美少女战士混搭出来的粗劣动画片正激情上演。阿婆一边收拾东西一边招呼我过去，用手指指嘴。哈哈，这个我懂——“吃饭去！” D2 2011年10月27日下午四点半，轻装走完青龙潭，在溪边坐着休息。看着茂密的树幽蓝的水听着轰鸣的瀑流清脆的鸟鸣，人仿佛被大自然纯净的气场包裹着，普通青年瞬间就变文艺青年了，想写点什么的心情自然而然涌上来。独坐溪旁，回忆整理…… 早晨出门，雨还下着，经过茂兰保护区大门，工作人员都还没上班。看着那块着票价的牌子，一边默念“其实我不想逃票”，一边加快脚步进入景区，沿公路前行。果真是淡季么，一路上人影都难碰见一个，连那些在大地上像波浪般大起大落的喀斯特峰丛们都把头埋进云层里打瞌睡，只留个半身给我看，却也显出些灵秀的姿色。雨下的不小，撑开伞直接架到头和背包之间，心中还飘出些许雨中漫步的小情趣。随着鞋子、裤子、上衣的逐一潮湿，浪漫转化为对这鬼天气的抱怨，加快脚步，祈祷早点找到户人家避避雨。在一个叫董歹的路边小村走进一间小卖店躲雨，男老板不仅搬出凳子，还邀请我与他共进早餐。人家这么热情我也不好意思干坐着，顺手买了包一块钱的饼干还个人情。一口饼干下去，口感奇异，就像屋外潮湿的天气。雨小了，继续上路。公路沿着峰丛中的洼地低谷绕行，串起被群山隔出来的一个个山间平坝。在“平地如金”的喀斯特山区，只要是稍微平坦一点的谷地，都会被开辟成一块块田地，如彩色的拼图镶嵌在挺拔的山峰之间。有田就会有村庄，每穿过一段山林，眼前还被树枝灌木遮挡时，耳朵里就已经听的到回荡山间的鸡鸣狗吠，提醒我前方又将与一座世外桃源不期而遇。人和自然，一个耕种平地一个守护山峰，一个收获粮食一个带来苍翠和清新。清秀如黛的山水正是人与自然共生共荣的最好证明。中午，正走的双肩酸痛膝盖发软，一辆面包车停到我面前，一位广东风味的老伯从副驾驶探出头：“朋友，去哪里……”“就去前面五眼桥，搭个顺风车行不？”“欢迎欢迎……”欢迎？这是什么说法。上车落座，发现后排坐了四五位抱着长枪短炮的老伯。“呵呵，你们拍照哇？”我无话找话。前排招呼我上车的老伯转过头来：“小伙子一个人出来啊，厉害厉害。”第一句话听得我很荡漾。“小伙子我和司机商量了下，就收你二十元车费吧……”呃，看来我和他们对“搭车”这个词汇的理解有分歧，二十块的车费也是赤裸裸鄙视我狂走一上午的劳动成果。找了个“想下车拍照”的理由，果断下车，继续虐待肩膀膝盖。话说回来，在车上看风景也就是一闪而过，只有行走其中，才能慢慢品味风景的美嘛……花了两个小时到五眼桥，寻个农家乐放下包，去附近的青龙瀑走走。沿着溪谷边的石板路向下游走，一路藤蔓交错怪石嶙峋。雨后的一切很是清新，石头上附生的苔藓翠绿可人，恨不得拽一把回去炒个菜吃。空气也有一股湿润的味道，假想着漂浮的一个个大大的“O2”“O2”被吸进肺里就顿觉畅快。景点里没有一个人，我算是包场游。一路拍照一路闹走到青龙瀑布，瀑布巨大的轰鸣声马上掩盖住了我的叫声。河水在陡崖上汇聚成汹涌的激流，一头扎入十米之下的一潭碧水中，水雾四散。瀑布下这拥有迷人的天蓝色湖水的深潭就是青龙潭，要是夏天到此，想必没有多少人能抵挡住湖水的诱惑而纵身跃入吧。D3 2011年10月28日雨雨雨……早晨起床看窗外都没下雨，马上要出门上山了就又下起来了。幸好今天主打洞内项目，影响不大。今天要去的黑洞神仙洞九连天三个溶洞彼此相隔很近，都分布在半山腰上。溶洞规模都不大，也有些破坏，但对初识溶洞的我来说，第一次钻进黑乎乎的地下世界是很新鲜的体验，而且这几个未经灯光修饰，保留着一些原始和神秘的洞穴也增添了探洞的刺激，每当头灯的光线照亮那些黑暗中奇形怪状的石笋，石钟乳，石幔时，都能体会到发现的乐趣……这里的洞穴沉积物虽然比不上著名溶洞景观，却也算为我上了一堂洞穴入门课。下午，坐车回到荔波县城。雨停了，天空虽然还遍布黑云，但雨后的透彻让人能清晰的望见环绕耸立在县城四围的群山；樟江绕城而过，平静的水面倒映着这座江边小城的休闲气质。傍晚，夜市兴盛，烤鱼、火锅的香味轮番勾引着食欲。可惜独身一人吃锅火锅未免太过奢侈，只能还走进车站旁边那家粉店，抱碗米粉暗自神伤。洗洗睡吧……D42011年10月29日小七孔离荔波县城不远，但小七孔景区的票价却离这大山腹地好远。在中国要分辨一座景区是不是世界遗产地，单从票价上就基本看得出来。老天看在我这次没逃票的面子上，终于让休息了几天的太阳露面了。进大门第一个景点是小七孔古桥——经常出现在杂志媒体上的小七孔志性景观就是它了。顾名思义有七个桥孔的石桥跨在说不清是绿还是蓝的水面之上，桥头一棵老树枝繁叶茂老藤缠绕，泛出些秋天的颜色，确实很入画。这幅画面已经被拍滥了，但既然来了，还是完成任务一样的举起相机，拍下基本雷同的照片，证明到此一游。千姿百态的水是小七孔景区的主，景区的游览公路和步道就沿着山谷里的一带碧水修建，一路跌水瀑布不断。正值周末，加上小七孔名声在外，景区里游客很多，习惯了前几日“包山”“包水”的专场游，现在要面对经常窜入镜头的人头很有些不适应。水上森林，一段有点坡度的溪流中长出的树林，所谓“树在水上，水在林中”，如果用相机慢门拍摄，会出现银白色的丝缎在茂密的林中缠绕穿行的画面。因降雨涨起来的溪水淹没了林中的一些步道，需要脱鞋涉水。难得一次亲近自然地机会让人们兴奋异常，即便深秋的溪水已经冰冷刺脚也愿意在水里多站一会嬉笑拍照。卧龙潭，远远透过树林的缝隙瞥见潭水的颜色就被hold住了。尽管曾经的小水电开发在潭口留下一道人工的堤坝，但这丝毫不影响卧龙潭的惊艳。潭水漫过弧形的石堤，在石壁上摊开成一挂优雅的百褶裙，前几天的降雨让每一道“褶皱”饱满圆润，从容坠落。而百褶裙后面那潭水色更让人词穷，就像兑进去无数瓶“湖蓝”颜料，蓝的失真。鸳鸯湖，光从岸上看，湖水似乎比不过卧龙潭，只有坐船深入，才能体会出它的独特。和码头管理员磨了半天嘴皮子，才同意让我一个人划一条船。划过一片开阔的水面进入湖深处，发现这里面别有一番天地：两岸茂密的植被茂密，水道时宽时窄纵横交错，要不是时常遇见别的游船我都要担心会有迷路的可能。转过几个小岛，几棵大树在镜面一样的湖水中静立，水色随着湖底深浅和光线明暗不断幻化，颇有些魔幻世界的调调。天钟洞，愿爬到半山腰上看溶洞的游客不多，等满十个人才有个讲解员带入洞。洞中游览路线不长，洞中的沉积景观也无非被讲解员包装成大象狮子美女人脸之类。镇洞之宝是一柱浑圆粗壮的石笋，像口大钟稳稳扣在洞厅中央。远远看着石笋和旁边渺小的游客，暗暗感叹时光的力量。回程车上，迷糊中听得前排女声问司机小吃街云云，惊醒，跟着跳下车。遂于同为独自出行的游者搭上话，AA烤鱼杨梅汤，大快朵颐……原来我也是个吃货。D5 2011年10月30日在去往三都县都江镇颠簸的中巴车上，售票大姐得知我要去怎雷村，特地介绍了车上一位回怎雷村的小伙给我认识。小伙是苗族，在浙江打工好几年，普通话说得不错。已经3年没有回过家的他对于家乡的近况也不是太清楚，这次回家是为了过农历十一月里苗家十三年一次的盛大鼓藏节，杀猪，斗牛，跳芦笙……小伙描述的过节场景听的我心神向往。“结婚了吗？”小伙腼腆一笑，指了指车前排。“结了，在前面坐着呢，一个寨的。”“以后准备就呆在城市里还是回来呢……”“恩……回来吧……”他略一沉吟，“老家空气好啊……”小伙笑着转过头，望向窗外河谷里静静流淌的都柳江。 都江镇坐落在都柳江河谷半山腰上，因坡度大，公路在镇上折了好几个“之”字。帮那对小夫妻搬着行李爬上最上一层街道，强烈的民族风一下子扑面而来。正逢镇上赶集，周边村寨的村民都前来“赶场”，晃动着各种花花绿绿民族服饰的街道格外热闹。跟还要在镇上逛街访亲戚的小夫妻告了别，转身去寻找去怎雷的面包车。 我这身冲锋衣和背上的大包在人群中格外扎眼，周围的乡亲们都穿着陌生的服饰说着陌生的语言，用疑惑的目光看着我这异客。尽管我尽力保持微笑以示友好，但心里却因为忽然包围的陌生环境而无所适从，竟有想按“ESC”退出游戏的古怪念头。 不过人们的纯朴热情很快消除了这种不适感。坐上面包车，左边是一位身着水绿色布衣，包着白色头巾的水族妇女；右边挤着苗族老阿婆，黑色油布衣上绣着彩色绣片。乘客们都是怎雷村的，一路上彼此说笑着。我也没受冷落，大家用我能大概听懂的贵州当地话（他们叫“客话”）和我聊天，为我在村中的住宿行程出主意。一旁的老阿婆念叨着农村人衣服太脏，尽管我一再解释，阿婆还是刻意避免她的衣服挨上我的衣服，让我十分过意不去——我这一星期没换的衣服也没干净到哪去啊。 在都江镇的坡顶上就能远远看见怎雷村寨层层叠叠的瓦屋顶了。但望山跑死马，面包车又是下山又是上山绕了40分钟才到村口。“怎雷”水语意为岩脚下的寨子，据寨中老者说已有300多年历史，现为贵州省首批典型民族文化村寨之一。怎雷由上寨，中寨，下寨和排长组成。其中上、中、下三寨依次坐落在半山坡上，主要居住着水、苗两族。从远处看，一片青瓦覆盖的传统民居建筑与青山浑然一体，梯田、林地点缀其间，颇具特色。 沿水泥路走进上寨，经过的一座新修的寨门显露出旅游开发的痕迹。循着一阵新鲜豆腐的香气找到挂着“旅游定点接待户”的韦刚林家住宿，大嫂正在房前做着热气腾腾的豆腐。 韦大哥一家为水族人，儿女都在外地打工，家里就他们夫妇二人和一位失聪的老父亲。韦大哥带我走上吱嘎作响的木楼梯登至二楼，坐到外廊的“美人靠”上。这里视野开阔，几层梯田之后是中寨错落的屋顶和蒙蒙远山。 韦大哥说门口那块接待牌已经挂了好几年，村里也曾为了发展旅游修整了村中的道路，还搞了座博物馆。但由于怎雷位置太过偏僻，交通不便，近几年除了比较大的节日外，游客都寥寥无几。“我以后想在屋门口的坝子上盖个凉亭，这样可以吸引游客……”他的汉话说的不太流利，但从语气里能听出他对美好未来的期盼。“就是不知道这旅游什么时候搞的起来哦……”韦大哥最后叹了口气，无奈的冲我笑笑。旅游业对于地处贵州大山中的穷困山村来说似乎是快速发展经济的有效手段之一。但从乡村旅游发展的现状来看，在找到一条解决传统文化保护与村民物质生活改善矛盾的途经之前，旅游开发到底是福是祸，谁也说不清楚。 晚餐是火锅，其实就是“一锅熟”，贵州少数民族地区最常见的做菜方式——一锅酸汤，放入菜或肉煮着吃，锅上架一铁圈，放上一个小碗盛蘸料用。今天算我有口福，赶上韦大哥今天去赶场买回一条当地人叫“塘角鱼”的大鱼，肉嫩味鲜，和着现做的嫩豆腐，沾上放了一种有奇特味道香草的辣椒，真是美味的原生态酸汤鱼大餐。虽然早闻黔东南人民的酒量，但他家自酿的米酒酒味不重，微甜的味道让我放松了警惕，跟大哥大嫂你一口我一碗的喝了三碗。没想米酒后劲十足，酒劲一上来我就华丽倒下了。D6 2011年10月31日 天蒙蒙亮，怎雷村头的小学校就开始播放音乐，那些熟悉轻快的校园民谣让我在半梦半醒间仿佛穿越回曾经的童年时代。早上起来头不痛心不恶，果然是好酒不上头。怎雷的民居都是清一色的干栏建筑，木柱木墙覆歇山瓦顶（寨中新建的房子首层有开始采用砖混结构的，不仅让建筑更稳固，也起到防火的效果），大部分建筑都被岁月浸上一层深褐色，其中不乏上百年的老房子。民居多为两层，首层养牲口堆放杂物（也有临公路边的人家把首层改作店铺），二层则是起居区域，因此通常看到木楼梯直通二层。楼上一般有一外廊，或悬挑或有柱落地。虽然建筑结构都为干栏式，但寨中各家各户并不局限于统一的形式，如楼梯的位置有的放于侧面直通二层房门，有的置于正面通向外廊；外廊的利用也多样，有当外阳台使用，做栏杆“美人靠”，也有做成晾台挂满玉米，还有的人家把部分外廊围合起来扩大房间面积。穿斗抬梁式木结构的灵活性让人们可根据自家使用、资金等情况选择合适的形式。 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艾俊达Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangMr YANG Liusong, a Chinese who just finished the first solo traverse over Chang Tang by cycling from west to east in recorded human history, shared his stunning Expedition with all of us through the forum 8264 https//bbs.8264.com/thread-512349-1-1.html . In order to share his legendary journey with those who cannot read Chinese, I translate his story to English here, which has been approved by Mr YANG Liusong. Hope you guys enjoy it.为了让杨同学的传奇能让全世界的驴友分享，俺决定把杨同学的帖子翻译成英文。为了避免麻烦，俺先来个免责声明：1。杨同学不认识俺，也没有授权俺，如果他说不要翻译了那俺就随时终止；2。俺没有商业目的，译版版权归杨同学，俺啥也不要，也不承担法律责任；3。没有杨同学授权，不敢擅自发在国外网站，发在原帖处，荣誉归8264；4。俺英语水平有限，欢迎指正，欢迎转贴。 Northern Wilderness, Solo Traverse of the Great Chang TangBy Yang LiusongIt has been three months since I traversed the unpopulated region in the Great Chang Tang. There are many like-minded asking me about it. I now present this thread to briefly tell everybody about my journey.The starting point of this traverse was from the highest peak of the western part of the Tibetan plateau, Jieshan Daban, and the day was April 20, 2010.I was heading eastward passing Bungdag Co, Yanghu Co, Rola Co, and Kangzhagri Mountain, which crossed over the desolate region from west to east. The journey continued northward to enter the unpopulated area of Altun Mountains, through Hoh Xil Mountains, Kunlun Mountains, Whale lake, ..., finally met some people by the Aqqikkol Hu and then arrived in Huatugou by vehicle three days later and that day was July 5. It had been 77 days in total. I had been all alone 74 days after leaving Jieshan Daban until arriving inAqqikkol Hu, which was about 1400km and about four months.[The Great Chang Tang] In Tibetan, "Chang Tang" means northern empty wilderness while narrowly, means unpopulated region in northern part of Tibet. However, it actually indiCATes all of the no man's land in northern. The great Chang Tang includes desolate places in Northern Tibet, Hoh Xil, Alun Mountains, and Kunlun Mountains, which are interconnected to form the unique and super empty wilderness in the world. Only because Hoh Xil is the most known name, most people just think this vast land is equivalent to Hoh Xil. In reality, Hoh Xil is only a small piece of the Great Chang Tang both administratively and geologically. The Great Chang Tang, the last land to chase your freedom and dream.The route that I traversed ForeplayI arrived in Tibet in the early March, a couple of troubles bothered me. The brand new plug got its positive and negative wrongly connected; the rivets of my rucksack eASIly got broken from now and again; and a multi-functional charger got damaged and so on. Riding my bike to Ngari for warming up of this journey, lost my rucksack but later got it back; lost my camera bag and got it back later again, and finally lost a big bicycle pannier in the street of Gyangze town under the eyes of police, including clothes, solar panel and so on.Without much choice, I returned to Lhasa to adjust all the stuff I would need in the wilderness. Then I begged some luck by going to Nyingchi to enjoy the blossoms of peach trees and to take a hot spring bath. I even had the privilege to enjoy time with ten girls in the hot spring. I felt my bad luck had all gone and then returned to Lhasa again to prepare going to Ngari. I did not expect that I was cheated on by some hustler and lost some money and delayed my schedule for a week. I had to find a car myself quickly to Nagri. However, I lost the tool for fast-parting my rear wheel on my way to Nagri, where was a remote area in Tibet and nowhere to buy the tool. Even if there was one in Lhasa it would take at least ten days for a special delivery service. I was lucky that my mate Duola asked a driver to bring the tool for me from Lhasa. I thought there should be no more nightmare like this but the nozzle of my brand new multi-fuel stove was broken. The next day I tried everywhere to weld them back together. The first three shops could not do the welding for copper. The fourth one said they could do it but could not guarantee a sUCCess. The engineer said it would be ten Chinese yuans if it was a success. I agreed. Just in seconds, my nozzle became crap in a flash of lightening. I was so upset. Again, Duola helped me by bringing her own MSR oil stove and Dingding's sleeping bag to Nagri. That was already April 16 and I did not have much time to waste. The following day I found a vehicle heading to Jieshan Daban.The sand storm over Yarlung Zangbo RiverA lonely peach tree blossoming in Yarlung Zangbo Grand CanyonNatural hot spring in wild, me singing and drinking (photo by a friend of mine) Day 1(April 20), 16km, Camping 5192mIt was a truck with a full load of iron wastes, arriving in Jieshan Daban at 6'o clock in the morning. It was still night and extremely cold and dark. Driver was not bothered to pop his head out of the driving cab. I climbed up on the top of the iron wastes, taking my bicycle down. In a hurry, I punched my old water bag. Fortunately I had another MSR water bag given by a friend of mine otherwise I would definitely fail without even starting my journey. For the first time for me to set up the brand new tent in strong, cold winds. It would be impossible to do so if the tent was not a whole piece. Extremely cold outside, about -15C, might be lower than that, I put my head into the sleeping bag but was nearly suffocated to death, honestly. The smell of Dingding's sleeping bag was, lol, so extraordinary. I woke up around 11 o'clock. There were still strong winds outside so that I had to use my bodyweight to keep the tent in place. At the time when I just started to cook and eat, four patrolling soldiers approached me. To their surprise someone, in this season, camped in Jieshan Daban. I was so nervous and afraid they were the people to block my journey because I was caught and deported from the desolate land last year. Luckily the four soldiers did not know my destination and were very kind to me. After they left, I immediately packed my stuff and pushed my bike into the depths of the unpopulated area just in case anything unexpected happened.The bike was very heavy due to the provisions and hard to control. There was even a quite small hill that I had to remove my bike panniers to get over it. This really struck me because this happened even the path was still the hardship one at the moment and I could not imagine what I would do once I entered the uncertain, endless wilderness. Until now I had not met anyone, even the nomadic pastoralists. I remembered there were quite a few of them roaming at the edge of the northern Tibetan plateau last year. All of these indicated it was not the good pasture season in such low temperature and strong winds. Around 16km there was a sheep cote, where I passed it last year, east of Lungmu Co. I was exhausted at this point so that I decided to camp in here and to rest my head. After arranging tent everything I went out to look for the wetland discovered by Duola and Liumeng last year. I was determined to find it.There were many hot springs in the wetland which were underground water with a constant temperature. The wetland therefore became an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such harsh weather, which was the very unique land feature of terrain in this over 5200m highland.Perpetual snow in the valley blown to corn shape by strong windsThis wetland was discovered by Duola and Liumeng. The workers at a nearby mine did not know it and I too missed it last yearUnderground water with a constant temperature, an ideal habitat for some fishes and weeds under such icy weather 感谢大伙儿支持和加分，不一一回复了。特别感谢多啦，希望能有机会一起喝酒吃肉。 Day 2 (April 21), 0km, Camping5192mBlustering gale all night, up and down like ocean waves. The next day rather than continuing to travel, I stayed inside the sheep cote, hesitating and pondering over. Indeed, there were so many problems before this journey;I did not have sufficient physical preparation;the load had already reached its limitation; I still coughed a lot;the weather was so extreme and cold. All in all, I did not think this journey was well prepared and I did not have confidence in completing this journey mentally and physically. To do, or not to do, it was the question. Similarly I did not have confidence in my facilities, not knowing whether all of them would work functionally or not. The fact was one of the rivets got broken again and the front rack came loose. In the afternoon, I replaced all the rivets of the panniers with screws I had prepared before. This was an excellent job I had done which gave me no further troubles throughout my whole journey. I also re-adjusted the front rack. However I did not think it would definitely all right because I did not have a tool to do it. When the darkness descended,I made up my mind to continue my journey, which, of course, was not beyond any imagination. Orchid-like weedsSmall springs everywhere, clear and chillyA thin layer of ice covering the fresh spring water The sheep cote, it was the door under the sleeping bag, which was in the same place as last year, everything looked like yesterdayThe wetland at duskLungmu Co at dusk. You could hear the gigantic sound of wind if the picture had a sound Day 3 (April 22), 52.4km, Camping 5145mGot up in the morning, could not put everything into the bags. Without much choice I had to throw away three portions of tsampa, elbow pads, and crampons. Following the road of the lead-zinicmine I found the side path to enter the wilderness, which was on the riverbed and very hard to see. I missed this side path last year so that I had to take a short cut into the wilderness directly then. That was why I had taken extra care to find the side path. The following journey was to get over a big hill, which lay 5275m above sea level and was the highest point of my whole journey. Around 2 o'clock in the afternoon, I passed the side path leading to Orba Co and started a journey which was complete strange to me. I ate a piece of pilot breads, which was frozen like rocks so that I had to use my spade to crush it. At 6 o'clock in the evening, I had pushed plus rode my bicycle for about 32 km. I reckoned I should have been able to double this if I did no carry such heavy load. The wind became stronger and stronger. I opened the parasail kits and tested it. The result was far beyond what I expected. With the aid of the strong wind I was just like flying over the wilderness. After 8 o'clock in the evening, I started to observe the water Source and to get ready to camp. Map showed there were successive springs along the path and assembled to puddles. But I had overestimated the water source here in this land and in this season there were endless wilderness inside the valley, where I could not see a single drop of water. As it became darker and darker, I felt a little bit nervous which resulted in three spokes of the parasail broken and became a useless rubbish. Anyway, it helped me to move forward 20km more which benefited me a lot later on. When time approached 9.30 pm, it was almost completely dark. I had to lie my bike on the ground and went on to try to find water on the north side of the valley. This was a wide and flat sandy land, where I could not see any ditches there and further was complete darkness. I returned to get my GPS to look up the contours and found the south part of the valley was closer to a hill so I took the way. Finally I found a piece of ice in a ditch. I smashed about 20litre of ice. The ice was quite shallow scattered with sheep poo. On my way back, my eyes were hurt by strong winds, which got me a couple of days to recover. It was nearly 23 o'clock after I set up the tent. It also took about 40 mins to melt the ice. I was so tired and my appetite was completely spoiled. I then had a little bit of milk. I had never expected thing would go like this, it was so distressing. Streams along the path, ice everywhereThe river flew into Matou Hu, in whose north part there was a satellite lake, a wonderful ice-skating court It took 40mins to melt the ice in midnight Day 4 (April 23), 31km, Camping 5028mA cloudy day with gusts. From now and again, hails chased me from behind. Sunny spell. Heavy sandy land made me have to push my bike. At 3pm, I arrived at Luxing Hu, where there was a house made of clay. This was the last permanent building of my journey. Last year, Duola and Liumeng once lived in this house for three days without meeting anybody. It seemed it was the same but the truck parking in front of the house made me worry about. I went to the sheep cote first to check over, where there were only a few lambs following me everywhere I went later on. This made me feel warm in my heart. I observed farther places using my binoculars but could not see any people or sheeps. After making sure there were no people around I opened the locked door using a screwdriver. The living room was very clean. There were two boxes of beverages on the ground and a string of cured lamb legs hanging over in the interior room. A pot of water was on the top of the stove, lukewarm, which indicated the host must be not far away from his home. I filled up my water bag and left the house. I also put the screws back to the door in order not to leave any trace of my visiting. I then took a spanner from the toolbox of the truck, which gave me great help for the rest of the journey.I left the house as quickly as possible. After last year's experience, the nomadic pastoralists were the last people I wanted to meet. A few hundred meters away from the house, the vehicle traces were fading fast. Even downhill, I had to push rather than to ride because of the heavy loose sand. From the route point of view, only after Luxing Hu it was the real unpopulated land. After many days, I thought of the lamb legs from time to time. It was pity that I then had plenty of provisions and the bike was too heavy to carry anything more. Continue to melt the ice under the morning sunshine, all of the sheep poo had been removed carefullyCamping site, the little hill over there was the place where I got the ice last nightThe house by the Luxing Hu, empty, the last permanent building I saw throughout my journeyDay 5 (April 24), 19.8km, Camping 4951mSet off at 10.30 in the morning, the weather was similar to yesterday. Probably this road was the high plain or somewhere the wind passed so that it was so windy. The average wind speed was degree 6 but could reach degree 9 in the blick of an eye. The road was still full of sand and very heavy to walk on it. My eyes became worse under such harsh weather. About three o'clock in the afternoon, I saw something in my right, looked like antenna. I went closer to see what it was and found out it was an iron tower (the triangulation station). In 1970s, a joint team from Chinese three military regiments entered this area doing research. They have left a lot of triangulation stations and benchmarks, which I had the priviledge to see them today.At dusk, I approached to a spring by the Bungdag Co, which flew into the frozon lake. The sand and soil, brought by the strong wind, scattered on the surface of the ice all over the lake. There were so many cracks around the icey surface of the lake. I geussed it must be caused by the springs under the water rather than by melted ice. In the west of the Bungdag Co was the side path leading to Keriya Pass, where a SUV could reach directly. I had looked out any vehicle Tracks but failed. The cloudy sky started to snow. I set up the tent comfortably because I knew that I was safe having such a sweet spring beside me.Triangulation station erected by scientists from the joint research team on Chang Tang of three military regiments in 1971[size=+0]The gap between water and ice in Bungdag Co, I guessed there must be some springs under the lakeThe storm just above the ground, a chaotic darkness[size=+0]Icy Bungdag Co,one of the four biggest lakes in Northern Tibet, wild ducks flying over this vastness and lonenessSnowing at any time, should not happen so frequently like this in this seasonDay 6 (April 25), 4.3km, Camping 5002mWeathering landforms everywhere around this area. Spongy volcanic rocks could be found easily. I pushed my bike turning around a small hill, seeing a big river, the Yinshui He, flowing from Orba Co into Bungdag Co, which I had been to its upstream last year. It was also a passage for animal migration. The downstream of the river was extremely wide and broad. The thickess of the ice layer could reach one meter with the main stem in the middle course of the river, very deep. There were a few springs along the river, sweet and clear.I only went forward a little bit more than 4km but I had walked more than 20km for finding my way. It was not possible to cross the main stem, let alone the north bank of Bungdad Co. What I could only do was to try to find a shallow place to cross. But the southern area was a even larger piece of wetland and forced the road turn towards west. I spent a couple of hours but failed to find a good point to cross the river. In the afternoon, I decided to follow the edge of the wetland. When I reached the hill foot, the wetland finally disappeared. Around this area, there were clearly volcanic feature of terrain and I even found traces of pasturing and cairns made from volcanic rock.Here was the last pasturing trace I found throughout my journey, I guessed it was a summer pasture area. After this, there was no clear sign of human activities in this vast wilderness. I had been looking for my ways until it was dark. I made up my mind where to go TOMOrrow. The terrain here looked like Yardang landforms, as well as volcanic landforms The Yinshui He river from Orba CoSprings scattered all over the river bank, painted green by lovely algaeThe river was very deep. The mixture of green and amber colour showed the sand and mud carried by the melted iceThick layer of ice, sunken surface caused by strong gustsThe south course of the Yinshui He, countless small streams. To the right was the wetlandLooking for ways in the east, a trace of pasturing and the cairn made from spongy volcanic rocksMy camp, opposite to the hillDay 7 (April 26), 11km, Camping 5009mI moved forward to the direction I found yesterday, turning around the wetland and walking toward east. At 2pm, I was blocked by the zigzag Yinshui He again and I had no choice but to cross it. The river was about 700m wide, covered by ice which appeared very different. The hanging ice, the folding ice, the piling-up ice, the icy puddle, and the sleet were everywhere along the river bank. Having noticed all of these, I reckoned the river would be receding at dusk, which was why there were so many different shapes and forms of ice. I put my slipper on, going into the main stream of the river. I found there were at least three different courses of the river, the thickness of the surface ice varied and the river water reached above my knees. I sighed there would be no way back once I crossed this river. There are many ways in one's life too, you can only take it once and you will no long have the courage to repeat it.I pushed the bike crossing the river. Some of the ice was a bit soft, jamming the tyres so that I had to use my feet to break them first. Some of the ice was a bit thick but with half-melted underneath, sticking the the bike completely, some of the ice was half-water half-ice with a sandy riverbed, which was really hard to pass. I had to remove all of the panniers at the last stage of the crossing. I spent the whole four hours to cross the river, my legs got many bloody cuts. At 6pm, the surface ice was almost disappeared completely, the river level rapidly rising to a chaotic status. I thought if I hesitated a little bit at that time, I could not have the courage to cross this river under such circumstances. The river bank was unimaginably sandy and was quite steep. I had to unloaded the panniers again to reach the top of the bank. By the time of sunset, the weather became exceptionally good. The sunlight from the descending sun, the blue sky, the faint moon, .... I liked such a colorful and peaceful Chang Tang and very much enjoyed my camp and myself bathed in such beautiful colour.The ice like this was very thin and suspended, far away from the main stemHard surface with half-melted underneath, the soft sand at the botton was most scaryThe ice like this could easily jam the wheels, hard to get it outI had to unload the panniersChaotic water and terrible hails turned up in no timeThe Chang Tang at the moment liked it used to be,a mixture of cold and warm tones under the golden setting sun Day 8 (April 27), 14.6km, Camping 5112mLast night, I forgot to bring in the odometer, which was out of order due to the coldness in midnight. Since then I used GPS to check the mileage. The digital thermometer was no longer working. I had to use mercury thermometer to collect data. Night temperatures were basically between –15℃—–20℃ while the temperature inside my tent was about –10℃. The advantage of the integrated tent was that it limited the ventilation so to keep warm inside. However, it got clearly disadvantage of heavy condensation and dew. Every morning, there was plenty of frost inside the tent so that I had to put my hood on First Before fully getting dressed. The winds in Chang Tang finally became consistent with the pattern I had researched the other day no or very tiny wind in the morning, strong wind started after 2pm, and then at around 8pm its strength was reduced again. The accuracy of this prediction was about 80%.The road was very bad today. I walked whole afternoon in an ancient riverbed and it was so difficult that I had to use all of my strengths to move a small step forward and then to stop to breath, slower than a snail. After five hours' struggling, my eyes got wet when I saw the grassy river bank. Finally! The nightmare was over.Cold and clear morningHeavy morning condensation in the interior, a lot of frost to clearSuch dawning sunlight indicated a cloudy day ahead Day 9 (April 28), 18km, 5072mIn the morning I entered a range of sandy roads which were so terrible. The solar panel specially designed for GPS got short circuited. After checking it was found to be the diode got damaged. Luckily I got a replacement. Because the GPS was exclusively supplied by a solar panel so that it was no longer a problem for the power supplement of GPS. In a period of 70 days, I did replace the battery once, which saved me a lot of alkaline batteries. I did have another solar panel of 5.4 W which was used specifically for 7.5V Camera, DV and other digital facilities. Unlike water, I had never been short of power.At 7pm in the evening, I arrived at Pur Co. The surface of this lake was very odd the ice by the river bank rose and the river bank was broken, I reckoned that was due to the strong winds. The ice there was mingled with something yellow, could be the stain of alkali. There were many wild yaks on the other side of the lake. There could be two brown bears but I could not be for certain. On the east side of the lake, there was a peninsula leading to the centre of the lake. I camped just opposite to the peninsula. At night , I smashed the ice to get drinking water, which tasted alkali. For the first time I cooked the cereals, which was brought completely by accident. This was just because I found there was a little bit of extra space when I was in Nagri packing the stuff for this journey so that I bought two packs of cereals. It tasted disgusting, probably there was too much alkali in the water. I threw away half of it. Later I realised that probably I subconsciously felt that the provisions was so heavy. I would rather make it lighter at any cost.Dry all my stuff in the morning sun, a routine matterA faint dusk in Pur CoThe river bank pushed up by ice and opened like zipper by gustsThe pushed up surface of the iceThe place where I got my drinking water, a thin layer of ice behind the ablation corns The moment just before sun set, glittering Pur Co, nothing was the same差点儿没找到俺自己的帖子，原来变色了。多谢各位鼓励。 Day 10 (April 29), 16km, Camping 5141mIn the morning, I walked around the north bank of the Pur Co， where it were continuous ups and downs sprinkled with light yellow sprouts across the sparse grassland. The wild yaks clustered into small groups. All of a sudden, there was a group of five of them running towards me, blowing a huge cloud of dust with the power of thunderbolts,I believed that anyone who did not know the characters of the wild yaks must be frightened to death under such circumstances. The fact was the wild yaks in groups never injured people. Rushing to you just to show you its territory. When they approached people at certain distance, they would turn sharply and run away, and then stopped somewhere high to stare at you. You can not imagine that the wild yaks were very cautious animals compared with its almost one ton of weight. Their first reaction, when meeting people, was to raise their tails, the front hooves rubbing against the ground, the horns pointing forward, the eyes redden, and the long body hair shaking, all of which showed their determination to fight.This was the warning sign that you should retreat. However, you should realise that this was only a gesture that they were afraid of you and wanted to scare you away. The thing was that if you were not afraid of them and moved forward, they would run away in no time. There were only some mad yaks attacking people, which was really rare to happen. In Chang Tang, an experienced driver know that it is very dangerous to pass directly from two or three lonely wild yaks. They always tried to avoid confronting them directly. If this was not possible, they would lit a cigarette, smoking, to wait until the yaks walked away themselves. This was because the wild yaks really could attack vehicles, which was not completely rumors. I once asked them why I had not been attacked. They told me that because my bike was so small they would not be bothered to attack it. My own experience was that approaching a wild yak very slowly, do not look into its eyes, and ignored what it was doing. As long as it moved forward a little bit, just stop and give the yaks a little bit of time to think. Because if you forced the yak, it could be themost dangerous animal in the world and nothing could stop them killing. Even a gunshot could not kill it but only left a small hole in its skin. In the past, the nomads living near this land would use yaks' skin as chopping board which was very much endurable. At noon, I lost my balacLAVA, which was brand new and I had never used it once. I could not be bothered to go back tofind it. This resulted in that I had to have my fleece hat day and night in the rest of my journey, which did not provide fully protection from the sun in the plateau. But somehow I was all right, perhaps because my skin is similar to those of yaks, lol. At around half past one, I found a deserted Jeep, upside down. I felt it could be there for years and it could be the vehicle of someillegal HUNTERs. Nowadays, we have wildlife conservation reserves in Chang Tang and the animals here are well protected. However, some people kills the wild yaks to sell them as the domestic yak's meat. In general, it is worth 10,000 Chinese yuans for a single wild yak. Therefore many people take the risk to make money. They often enter the unpopulated areas to hunt and their activities can reach 200 km in diameter. This is why the wild yaks in the deep wilderness are less afraid of people than thoseat the boundaries of the Chang Tang region.There once happened that a wild yak mother revenged its baby's murder in the Altun mountains. Its horns pierced the killer's chest and held his body over its head for more than ten days, which was very touching.Around 3pm, I walked out of the Pur basin. The next point was Hong Shan Daban and then it was the Yueya Hu by the Toze Gangri. At this time I found a vehicle track from south to north. I checked over but could not find the way where they had gone. I took my map, GPS, and compass, climbing up a small hill to estimate the location of Hong Shan Daban. The mountain was very round and it was hard to find the mountain pass. After determining the location of the Daban, I moved straightforward. When I passed a messy grassland, I saw something that I was reluctant to see more than hundreds of wild yaks' head scattered all over, which was definitely the scene of the illegal hunting. After that it was a very long ancient river bed with soft sand slowly rising until the foot of the mountain.There are some spines on the surface of the tongues of wild yaks, which are used by nomads in this area as combs. They use them from their teens to the time when their hair becomes silver.The deserted Jeep, could be left by illegal hunters years agoThe slaughtered wild yaks with the wheel size heads. Some of the skulls were chopped into half. Why was that? Could be taken away for making combs?My camp at the foot of the Daban underthe lingering golden rays of the setting sun. Tomorrow's weather must be wonderful, I reckoned Day 11(April 30)， 20.4km, Camping 5120mThe surface of the road leading to Hong Shan Daban was very hard, most of them were small rocks, sort of gravels, plus a quite long downhill slope, I pushed my bike more than 20km for the first time after Luxing Hu. The mountain pass was quite flat, just like a broad ridge, it was 5256m above the sea level. Upon arriving at the pass, Toze Gangri of 6356m was in my sight clearly, very much round and there was no back bone like normal snow covered mountains. Most of the snow mountains in Chang Tang looked like this probably it was due to the geological movements. There were quite a few chirus or Tibetan antelopes in the valley but I was not interested in this kind of animals anymore after I witnessed a large scale of migration of such animals last year elsewhere.The herbivorous animals here are very quick to reach its original size of the population, such as wild yaks, chirus, Tibetan gazelle, pika, and marmot. When you go into the depths of the Chang Tang, you could hardly be surpised by the sudden appearance of the chirus because they are so common in here. At this time of year, the chirus have already male-female parted. You could see many pregnant female chirus but hardly see any males. According to recent research, Zonag Co is not the only lake for breeding. There are at least four of them in the whole Chang Tang. Zonag Co, Tuzi Hu, Heishi Beihu, and another lake I can not remember. I think there must be more than four of them and most of the populations do not migrant long way like most people used to think. They generally migrant from south to north between Central Mountains and Kunlun Mountains.The chirus looks very timid but are very curious about outside world. They are not really afraid of people, particularly in the depth of the Chang Tang. The nearest distance we can approach is about 30m. They just stare at you calmly and think who you are and why you move so slow. They would run in front of you. Look like they are afraid of you but the fact is they are playing with you. A man's own character shapes his fortune. This is of course suit for animals too. The chirus are the typical one. They have a super speed and a pair of sharp antlers. If they are crazy, three of them work together could easily kill a wolf. But as you might have known, their antlers are just for fighting to mate with females.Down the Daban there was a very steep and straight road, I tried to ride the bicycle but ended up with falling over. The front rack came loose and one of the pannier flew into valley. The foot of the mountain was the Yueya Hu covered by ice, which was alake full of heavy metal elements. Along the lake bank there were many stark rocks very much weathered, lining up just like castles or houses. This made me stop to investigate what they were from time to time, I did understand they were just rocks though but they were so real like the figures of real people. On of them even made me hide in a ditch, observing them again and again using my binoculars. There were also many black volcanic rocks. All in all, the features of this area were really unusual.Passed over the Yueya Hu, it was an endless ancient lake bed. What my GPS showed was this area was a big lake like tentacles. I looked around, it was endless wilderness without a piece of ice and a drop of water. Roughly, I estimated this lake bed was about 1200 square meters. I had to tell you that Chang Tang was a place where there was no high-resolution map. The marks in the map often were some kind of memory. Just like this ancient lake bed under my feet, may be it was full of water a few years ago. Who knows. Pushing the bike in such an endless lake bed was very easy to get lost. My mind was in a chaotic status too.The migration of the animals, photo taken last year The road rising up to the Daban, full of gravels, very hard, ideal for pushing your bikeThe Yueya Hu gazed at by the round and smooth Toze Gangri. At a glimpse, could you tell which was mountain, which was cloud?Ancient lake bed. The white stains were the alkali, look like ice. About wildlife (part 1)Declaration Personal experience for reference onlyDangerous wild animals and their threats to human beings are a ever-LASTING subject for those backpackers travelling in the wild.In Chang Tang, for example, there are two kinds of deadly animals, one is wolves and the other is brawn bears. As substitutes, wild yaks and crows might be dangerous to you in some circumstances that I will come back to this a little bit later on. As for how to protect yourself against these dangerous animals, I think the primary point is you do not try to hurt them because the emotions of human and animals are same instinctively. [Wolves]Throughout my journey, I met wolves a total of seven times, in which I confronted them five times. As you might have known that wolves have become more and more solitary animals, it is very rare they live in a large group nowadays. Please allow me off the point a little bit and talk about the ecological problems in Chang Tang. The problem is now not the decrease of the number of the chirus but the imbalance of the whole food chain, more specifically, the number of the animals on the higher trophic levels of the food chain has not yet reached its ideal level which results in this kind of imbalance. Particularly, the pikas and the marmots who have lost their predators rapidly expanse which results in the desertification of Chang Tang. As early as the middle of last century, wolves were the dominant predators in the vast wilderness. They became a threat not only to other preys but also nomads pasturing in this land. Therefore, the then government called on people to cull back the population of the wolves in Chang Tang, which resulted in the current situation directly. The last official record about wolves attacking humans was around 1970s, which happened in Bamaoqiongzong. A team of secientists was surrounded by a group of wolves and they had to shoot them using guns. Of course, at present in Chang Tang, wolves are absolutely lonely.In this traverse, the first time I encountered a pair of wolves, one of them staying in front of me pretending to attack me while the other staying behind me. This is the standard attacking strategy of wolves. First, you should not be nervous which can be easily detected by the predators. Second, you should not retreat even an inch because this means you are the prey rather than the predator. Do not make any large movement, of course you could take a picture if you feel safe to do so. You must look into its eyes for a few minutes or even half an hour. When the wolves can not work out who you are and consider you are not posing any danger to them, then they will leave. You should remember that wolves in this land do not lack of food and it is much easy for them to catch a pika than a human. Even if being hungry, they would evaluate how easy to get you done, What you need to do is to show them that you are not interested in them and you are not afraid of them at all, let alone to show your ID card to them. As for the wolves family, really, I have not heard for ages. If you really have an encounter with them and they have no other choice, then it definitely depends on your forture. In fact, for so many year, it has been very rare to happen that wolves kill human. But the rumours are still there, in particular, the road connecting Xinjiang and Tibet.The nearest encounter with a wolf throughout my journey, no conflict at all[Brown Bears]Brown bears are real dangerous animals to human. Every year there are some accidents happened in some regions of Xinjiang on the north side of Kunkun Mountains and steppes in Northern Tibet. More than that the bears could attack your house, smash your windows, and eat your sheep. Therefore, in Northern Tibet some local councils give subsidies to the pastorarists for compensating the losses due to the bears because they are not allow to fight back and kill the bears except their lives are in great danger. Once there was a nomad taught me a method to protect yourself from bears. He told me to pick up a stick to feed the bear and the bear thinks the stick is your hand which tastes disgusting. So the bear would leave. It was so funny but the reality is to find a stick in this vast wilderness is just like you win the lottery.Bears are omonivorous animal who are generally not interested in human flesh. You can find that in most of accidents, the bears did not eat any of the human flesh rather they just smashed them for kind of fun that we could not understand. For the reason why bears kill human, one explanation is the conflict between human and wildlife in this extreme ecological environment. The nomads invade the habitats of the bears, which results in these conflicts. On the other hand, it might be because bears have quite high IQ so that they think it is much easy to kill a sheep in the cote rather than to kill a pika in the wild.I have met bears five times in my traverse, in two cases we were very close to each other. I had even walked with one of them for quite a while, just like we had a date for a walk. The fact is it is not that terrible like you might imagine. The same rules for dealing with wolves apply to bears. Never provoke dangerous animals. A bear can run at a speed of 40km/h, do you think you can compete this in a highland 5,000m above sea level?However, there is a situation where it is really dangerous, that is the encounter. It is not easy to control your instinctive reaction to the external dangers. Last year once I turned around a hill, there was a bear just in front of me. The bear of course was frightened by me with its front legs holding up, waving in the air and roaring. At that time I sat on the ground, ignoring it. The bear then left in a few minutes. Chang Tang is a vast land so that this is not that easy to happen. But if it does happen, really only God can bless you.The nearest encounter with a bear throughout my journey. This bear disappeared in a herd of wild yaks, which I had tried hard to spot, really weird About wildlife (part 2)Declaration personal experience for reference only.[Wild Yaks]I have talked about quite a few, like in the post of Day10. I will no longer talk about it.This was the funniest encounter with a solitary wild yak, who did not warn me. If I sat down, it sat down too. If I moved forward, it stopped. Could not imagine what it was thinking about.[Crows]Crows are dangerous only when you fall unconscious in the wilderness. Of course they will be the first to taste your flesh in that case. Unlike their cousinsliving in urban areas, the crows in Chang Tang have a larger body like eagles. When they fly over your head, you could feel like it is a piece of cloud. They are scavengers but like fresh meat too. It once happened that a baby was killed by crows relentlessly, let alone the lambs got killed by them. Once a nomad asked me for fireworks to scare the crows away. (They are sacred birds not to be killed by human)It is easy to defend yourself against crows, that is to keep fighting, never fall in the wilderness.A short break attracted the crows. Of course, they were miscalculating this time, photo taken last year[Strategies Adopted]At the time when I met the four soldiers in Jieshan Daban, they said there were many dangerous animals in the Northern Tibet and asked me if I had brought a shotgun. I think if they knew that I would enter Chang Tang they would definitely check if I really have a shotgun. The so-called defence facilities I brought with me were the fireworks and pepper spray. I had never used them. The fireworks were ruined and thrown away when I crossed a river and I had never opened the pepper spray. I even had never thought about this when camping in the night. The reason was I did not feel the needs. During the day time whenever I met any animals I had never touched the knife I had brought. I did not have anything to defend myself when I walked out to investigate the route. The Chang Tang is really a vast area so as to be very easy to detect anything strange.By the way, you'd better to avoid mating season's animals because even tamed rabbits could be aggressive in mating season.The thing is even if you have a gun, it is not very much helpful when bears attack you. Therefore, your attitude is most important.I can tell you something. Dogs are more dangerous than these wild animals. I had been chased by Tibetan dogs, pounced on by dogs in mating season, also besieged by a group of dogs. I really feel it is more useful to know how to defend a dog.Declaration again The above experience is from Chang Tang only. Of course, the more you prepared, the better. Day 12 (May 1), 23.8km, Camping 5117mToday was May 1 -- the Labour Day, I had been walking in some lake area marked in the map but clearly dried up. The lake basin was flat and hard so that I even pushed my bike more than 20km. Let it be the special treat for my May Day. After midday it became cloudy with growing winds. Since the Yueya Hu that I passed yesterday, there were no big lakes until Yanghu Co (My route would be between Jianshui Hu and Bairab Co), there was even no light alkaline water to drink so I had to pay extra attention not to miss any possible drinking water supply to fill up my water bag. There were a few very small lakes but all were alkaline puddles which was very shallow, whose depth was no more than the length of a half-finger. These puddles were covered with a hard shell of the mixture of salt and ice which smelled stinking and decaying when getting closer, must be toxic water I supposed. On the shore of this type of small lakes it was muddy soil and very hard to get closer.There was no sign of tundra at all.It was almost half past six when I found some snow corns in a ditch, which was the only drinking water supply of the day. There was a thin layer of melted ice on the surface of the ground near the snow corn, which was very hard to collect and was contaminated by the alkali. The snow corn was the yet melted thick snow, which was shaped like a corn by wind. The snow was quite hard and dry,porous like ice. I crushed a few snow corns, putting them into the water bag.They would be my drinking water tonight. These snow corns were the only one in today's wilderness, I reckoned the reason why they were not melted like others was the soil underneath contained large amount of ice blocks which acted as a freezer.Very strong gale in the night, it was hard to bear the sound of the vibration of the tent. Small single tent was good in the sense that it would not be blown away as long as you stayed inside. But you had to be very careful to set up the tent. I once did not pay much attention when doing so, the tent was blown away by winds, and rolling over like a Giant lantern ... I ran after it, got it back, and was exhausted. In general, it is not possible to fix the tent completely using tent pegs because they were not very much effective like large tents. It was snowing around 23 o'clock, the winds were howling from north,then the falling snow flakes landed on my tent quietly, I finally felt at peace and fell asleep. The flat ancient lake basin, assisting me walking more than 20kmSmall lake en route, toxic waterSnow corns, the only drinking water supply today Day 13 (May 2), 0km, Camping 5117mWaking up in the morning and opening the tent, the heavy snow outside must be sent by the God to force me have a break for the May Day. After lying in for a while, getting up and walking on the snowy ground out I went to have a look around. As first sight there were a herd of chirus. They were plainly to be spotted because they looked like a clear black straight line in the while snow. I returned to get my camera and then followed them to take some pictures. But they were very much alert and kept a quite long distance from me. I felt they were a group of pregnant females, instinctively protecting themselves from any potential harm. I was no longer short of water, the snow gave me a precious supply of drinking water. The problem was that they were very petrol consuming. I tool 8.6 litre of petrol and the oil stove was Duola's MSR. The pot was of 1.5 litre, mainly for boiling water. After several days' experiments, I found that the liquid water needed 16mins and 14-15mins to boil in the morning and evening, respectively. For ice, it would take 35-40mins while for snow it took 45-50mins. Melting snow was a very time and petrol consuming process so if I had a choice between snow and light alkaline water, most of time I would go with the latter. Lying inside the tent, listening to musics,I smoked a cigarette while gazing at the more and more chirus around me. Because it was very cold I had been wearing my shoes all the time. Now I just put my bare feet under the warm sun for some fresh air. I found three cuts in my hands and one in my sole. The cuts were about 4cm in length, looked terrible but it was actually all right really. Half of my toes were injured by to much walking, quite painful. I fetched my medicine bag and found I only got four patches of plasters, a serious mistake. One of the cuts in my hand had never been cured until I was out of this desolate land so as to feel like this finger would drop from my hand at any time. The others quickly recovered in a few days then new cuts appeared elsewhere. This process occurred periodically. I felt that it was somewhat related to the cold, dry weather and the lack of vitamins. The snow rapidly disappeared, which is unique phenomenon in Chang Tang. Because of the low air humidity and the high radiation from the sun, the snow was evaporating very fast, much quicker than the melting speed. Owing to this, the ground was generally still dry after the snow disappeared. In most cases, it would be only 2/5 left in the afternoon around 2 to 3 o'clock and small patches of ground could be seen. It would be completely all right for walking the next day. On the third day there could be some snow left in somewhere the sunlight hard to reach. So generally it could give you three days of water supply after a heavy snow like this. One of the pannier was broken, the most expensive one from deuter series, supposed to be waterproof. I will come back to it at some point later. Everything was covered by snow, no way out Lying in the middle of Chang Tang, listening to Tian Zhen's songs, and smoking Baisha cigarettes, what else can you ask for? The pregnant female chirus in migration, probably heading to Heishi Beihu to give birth([]
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林丽维出发前写下的话：去西藏，而且还是去阿里，世界屋脊的屋脊，不是去郊区郊游，要面对的困难以及要准备的东西真的很多，也不知道是不是真的是好事多磨，正文之前就先写写我出发前遇到的主要困难、解决办法及最后的结局遇到的困难：1.今年是毕业年，和每一个毕业生一样，要面临找工作和答辩两大问，但是工作何时能定，答辩及时能完，一切都不是我能掌握和确定的，所以我不知道自己有多长的假期，或者说有没有假期，从年后一直烦闷，直到4月底知道答辩时间这种烦闷才略有好转。2.不知道有多少人会与我同行，因为我去西藏是打算包车的，而一辆越野车除司机外是坐3~4个人，最好是4个，这样费用是最划算的，人少了就贵，人多了就得再加一辆车，4或8个人当然最好，3个，6个，7个也行，万一是5个，那就真是呜呼哀哉了。3.行程的确定，到底是走A计划还是B计划，一直在纠结，最主要的原因是考虑到妈妈的身体情况。4.钱的问，小金毛的寄养问，旗子的问，师傅6月初开大会不知道哪一天结束的问，到底我是从北京还是从广州出发的问，中间还夹杂了去长岛的旅行问。。。。。。反正就是有一堆的问等待自己去发现及解决。解决的方法及最后的结果：1.（1）答辩的时间为5月21号，不会对出行造成影响。 （2）原计划6月6号广州飞拉萨，但我4号就得离开北京，回来安置好我家的小金毛，和妈妈一起出发，但不知道师傅的会几号结束，最后会议定在1~3号，4号踏实地离开。 （3）工作方面，陆总在5月24,25号两天进行了面试和体检，再有消息是6月中下旬，对我的计划几乎不造成影响，庆幸一下，但还是尽快回来为好。 （4）省医一开始说体检时7月中下旬的事，也不会对我的计划造成影响，但是在4号晚上，北京回广州的火车上，我接到了6号一早体检的通知，顿时傻了，是不去体检呢？还是改机票呢？南航一天就一个航班，我是退南航票，买别家的呢，还是改晚一天呢？N个电话后得到的结果是，如果退南航的票，买别家的票贵就不说，而且我之前买的是来回程的票，去程不坐南航，回程就没了，所以只能改后一天，但是改后一天，我就只能晚一天办边境证，也就是6月8号，但原计划是8号出发走阿里，8号办证能来得及么？一天的适应时间我妈妈受得了么？又是N个电话加深思熟虑，最后决定所有行程顺延一天，8号是周五，还能办边境证，要是周末就又得等两天，当机立断，赶紧改机票，又是N个电话，还是火车过山洞时信号不好的时候不断拨打，最终结果就是事情安排妥当后，几十块钱电话费又没了。不幸中的大幸是6号体检，万一是7号和8号，麻烦只会更大的。2.好兄弟脖子鱼一开始就退出了西藏之行，原因是多方面的，让我深感遗憾，就和去年贡嘎一样。小悠和张扬又没时间，色狼家里不放人，小肠没经费，老婆要考试，就算不考试家里也不同意，所以身边能和我同行的还是只有康娜。3.（1）行程的确定，一开始我想过两种进藏方案，一种是成都包车走318国道到拉萨，然后再去看珠峰，二是先到拉萨，再包车到处走，后来因为年后去云南，走梅里线的时候，一天坐12小时汽车，实在是烦了，所以改成了直奔拉萨。还有就是到拉萨的交通工具，开始时想坐火车的，但是票不好买，而且火车时间太长，我们的时间也有限，所以就改成飞机直飞，到拉萨再适应吧。至于到拉萨以后再怎么走，最后我选的是A计划，去阿里，因为实在是太喜欢看雪山了，心中太执着了，而且妈妈再不去，以后的身体条件更不适合了，这次不能说没有危险，我只能做好充分的准备，高原安，红景天，氧气，甲强龙，一个都不能少，而且先去看珠峰，万一不行，可以方便下撤。 （2）包车的问，找了很多家旅行社，报价从20000到24000不等，最后选择了一个最便宜的，也是给我感觉最好的一家。由于我们只有3人，一直还想再找到第4人，尝试了现实里拉人，网络上找人，最后未果，只能盯着高昂的车费出发，但愿风景能值回票价。 （3）第一次定机票时也出现了小插曲，导致原本十几分钟的事情愣是弄了一个半小时，最后的结果还不错，票都买下来，而且我也和那个客服代表熟悉了，以后订票又多了条私人关系。 （4）其他方面的问也一一解决，钱筹够了，小金毛放小舅家寄养了，摄影攻略找到了合适的了，装备也整齐了，药业买了。总的来说就是麻烦和困难很多，但都一一排除以及克服了。去西藏我一开始以为是需要三样东西，时间、金钱、身体，但后来我又发现需要魄力，但到了4号晚上接到体检通知的时候我有发现，还需要第5样，就是运气，如果我这次无法成行，无法圆梦，只能说明我暂时还与西藏无缘，但无论成行与否，所有的艰难困苦都将是对我的磨练，而我也从中学到很多东西，希望这次的圆梦之旅能顺利完成！出发前，先展示一下朋友们对我们的祝福，这是刚拿到旗子的时候拍的，到出发的时候，整面旗子都已经是名字了，可以和后面的照片对比 DAY1广州——拉萨444AM 睁眼，等待5点的到来，在等待的过程中赶到了淡淡的哀伤，是为什么呢？是这趟旅行的花费太高了，舍不得了？很多好友无法同行，亲爱的老婆也无法同行的缘故么？头天睡觉前看了一篇别人的游记，一路的风霜雨雪，没有美景，只有痛苦，我是在担心风景不给力么？500AM 起床，HR：53次/分。老妈起床时说昨晚吃了高原安后头疼，晨起还好点，这TMD是啥情况？不是假药吧！700AM办完登机，选择了安全通道那排座位，其中一个靠窗，航拍雪山是肯定不可少的，机场测得海拔27米，113°17′51″E，23°23′28″N。 飞机从广州至重庆一路的行程都是厚厚的云层，我的心也如云层一样厚重，我不希望蓝天，白云和阳光被乌云遮蔽。我们的飞机在重庆经停，再起飞前广播说起飞时间延后50分钟，但最终只晚了30分钟，在等待起飞的过程中，测得重庆的数据：海拔252米，106°38′12″E，29°43′4″N。飞机从重庆到拉萨的过程中，云层越来越薄，最后都已经变成小块状的了，地面已经能看见了，雪山也能看见了，我的心情终于也多云转晴了。快降落时我发现了，在西藏，天云地是如此的接近，这是以前从来没有体会过的感觉，在广州长大的我，从来都觉得云彩是高不可攀的1500 到达拉萨贡嘎机场，海拔3623米，91°7′57″E，29°39′52″N。我们住在天树花园酒店，下午算好日落的时间到布宫拍照，一开始夕阳被云朵挡住了，但是后来还是出现了，由于布宫不是非常准的坐北朝南，所以夕阳只把金顶和我们照亮了这就是在药王山的角度拍摄布宫，算是拍摄布宫的准照的机位吧，票价2元/人。今天从海平面直飞拉萨，轻微头疼（主要是同时拎着60来斤的行李），在药王山拍布宫时抽烟，头疼加重，但过会就好。说到在药王山拍摄布达拉宫，这里确实是个不错的机位，但是，来的人实在太多了，基本上拍出来的照片只要不是跑焦的，基本上都差不多，除非有很好的阳光和云彩作为衬托，不然我觉得，以我的摄影技术，想在这个位置拍出出彩的照片，难度恐怕很高。DAY2：拉萨晨起HR：70次/分，一晚上头疼，醒了多次，不过很快能再次入睡。上午去百益超市买干粮，罐头，零食等东西，以备大北线上没有吃饭的地方不至于饿死。我有一本摄影攻略，作者叫老鱼，下午我去布宫东侧拍摄布宫时，来到一个叫做老鱼饭局的餐馆，结果一聊才知道这个餐馆就是攻略那个老鱼开的，而且他本人就在餐馆内，于是和老鱼交流摄影经验，留了他的电话，然后就走去大昭寺，准备拍磕长头了。先用长焦拍，效果一般由于这个地方环境狭小，而且光线明暗差异很大，加上人多，动作杂乱，所以感觉用长焦拍摄不方便，就换上了24-70这个镜头，下面这张照片是一位藏民在给一个不知名的炉子里添加酥油。这是我很喜欢的一张照片，经幡与藏民，不能说每一个经过这个经幡的藏民都会虔诚的用额头来触碰这些经幡，但大多数都会停下脚步，用身体某个部分去与之接触换个角度看这个经幡，其实是某个东西的基座，远处是大昭寺的金顶，双鹿法轮就在我拍摄这个经幡的时候，一位藏族的大妈来向我化缘来了，可不要以为藏族同胞都是好吃懒做喜欢行乞的，而是他们为了心中的信仰，在朝拜途中实在没有经济来源时才向同胞求助的，我当然要慷慨解囊了，而且正好和老大妈说让她别动，当我的模特，说起来搞笑，这是我第一次付费拍摄，代价是5元，可惜当时没带外闪，阳光从头顶直射下来，加上大妈的帽子有宽大的帽檐，导致了他面部完全在阴影里，只有下巴有点亮光，没法把她脸上的神态和纹理拍摄清楚总觉得刚才在大昭寺门口没有拍到自己满意的照片，尤其是捕捉不到人们磕长头时的景象，非常的不甘心，于是我再次换上70-200焦距的爱死小白，蹲在大昭寺门口边上，换个角度，不从侧后方，二是从正侧方尝试抓拍，结果拍到了一张我很满意的照片，照片中的老大妈的虔诚一度让我忘记了按下快门，因为在那一瞬间，我的脑子不是在思考怎么拍照，而是在思考这大昭寺里面究竟有什么东西那么大魔力，让这位大妈这么身亡，这么诚心的跪拜没多久老妈和康娜来了，我们就到大昭寺广场外的藏餐馆吃饭，然后再度折回大昭寺，我妈每次看到这些小东西，都会忍不住停下来看看，有时候不得不说这些小玩意是挺吸引人的大昭寺广场永远都有转经的人流，这一天，我们并没有随人流转大昭寺，但是当我们从大北线回来以后，我们在此转了一圈本想在经幡边上打旗子的，但是保安不让，我只好站在经幡边上让康娜给我留影了，恰好有转经的人经过，我的相机也记录下一个游客与一个信徒之间的差异，我是用手随意地触摸着经幡，她是用额头虔诚的靠近经幡，其实当时我不是故意这么做出对比的，只是当时我是在思考问的时候，康娜给抓拍的，不知道这样一个不经意的动作，算不算是内心的自然流露呢前面说错了，原来我们这天也是转了大昭寺的，这张照片是我妈在选购小玩意时，我等她的时候抓拍的，其实在这一路上，磕长头的人有很多，但是要抓到一张自己满意的，并不是那么容易的，因为你既不能走得太近去打扰他们，又不能离得太远被人流遮挡镜头，所以想要拍一张好的，真要花点心思转经筒在八角街随处可见，大到要双手才能抱起来的，小到可以当手机挂饰的，款式太多，眼都花了，用店家的话说，总有一款适合你我们汉族人过年帖对联，藏族人是在屋顶插经幡，过年的时候把去年的旧经幡取下，但不是随意丢弃，而是统一集中到某个特定的地方，让其慢慢风化，回归自然。给我的感觉就是，他们很重视这些经幡，即使他们旧了，也不随意丢弃，而是给他们找个好归宿最后，夕阳西下，天公作美，送了我一张这样的照片。从大昭寺出来以后给老婆买了唐卡，然后坐人力三轮车回宾馆。在回程时和蹬车的人聊天发现他是个伟大的父亲，蹬了16的车，今年42岁，也就是说在和我一样年纪的时候就开始蹬车了，而且就是靠着蹬车养活了4个孩子，最大的孩子马上就要大学毕业了，突然觉得他很伟大，我在26岁的时候还在四处乱花钱，人家却已经靠着卖苦力养家糊口了。没有给这个伟大的爸爸照相，因为我不知道怎么用照片来表达我当时的感受，所以只能以文字表述了。DAY3 拉萨——日喀则630起床，700出门去拍布宫日出，地点已经选好，就是昨天去过的老鱼饭局，因为早上的缘故，选择了在布达拉宫的东面，顺光的方向拍摄的，这也是为什么在下午的时候要在药王山拍摄的原因，就是不想逆光。当第一缕阳光照到布宫时，我得到了这么张照片在思考光圈，快门，色温以及构图的时候，我无意间发现天上的云彩似乎呈问号状，于是拍了一张布宫在思考的照片太阳越升越高，布宫呈现明暗相间，可以和第一缕阳光刚照上布宫那张比较一下 1000 陆地巡洋舰正式起航，开始我们阿里大北线之旅，出发前公里数：315917KM1200 到达岗巴拉山口，这是第一个能看到羊卓雍错的地方，也是拍摄羊卓雍错准照的地方，天气好的话，还能看见远处7000+的宁金岗桑峰，这天虽然云比较多，但雪山还是为我露出了笑脸和藏獒合影完后，我们第一次打旗，现在的旗子已经是慢慢的祝福了顺公路下行一小段，来到一个不知道算不算是观景台的地方，换个角度继续拍摄羊湖，在这里我先用牦牛当前景照相，感觉不错，可我照完以后居然有个藏民过来和我说要收5元，我不乐意了，我说我拍之前你不说，现在说什么意思，要不我把照片删了行了吧，那老哥说删了也收钱，我听了就来气，直接无视他继续拍照再来一张羊湖的准照，因为这个地方基本上是人人都会选择拍照的地方，所以拍出来的也都差不多，要真想找不同的角度，除非到对面的山头上吧，这张照片很好的说明了，在晴天来到羊湖的重要性，因为天上的云彩会严重影响湖面的颜色左边是我，中间是同学康娜，右边是我妈虽然一干朋友没能同行，但打个旗，让朋友们看到这张照片的时候，也算是心里好过点吧，至少我在看到美景的同时，是想着和你们一起分享的最后当然少不了接片了，因为羊湖很大，而且形状极其不规则，湖水分布在山脉之间，所以是不可能照全的，除非从上往下航拍。这天多云，湖面不是纯蓝色的，而是蓝黑相间，虽没看见最美的羊湖，但此景对付我这种凡夫俗子的审美，那是绰绰有余了，借用一哥们的话说，湖面如同磨砂玻璃一样，呵呵
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