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美国佛蒙特州440公里的"长小道"， The Long Trail, 是美国最老的长距离贯通徒步小道。它于1910年至1930年期间修筑完成。其南端起点为与麻萨诸塞州的州界，北部终点是与加拿大接壤的边境线。"长小道";穿越佛蒙特州境内的整个绿山山脉，Green Mountains的大部分顶峰。同时它又与美国东部地区的另一个3500公里的长距离小道，阿帕拉契亚小道， Appalachian Trail，在其南部公享170公里左右的线路。美国佛蒙特州"长小道"的英文简介。美国佛蒙特州"长小道"的位置图。";长小道"以地形复杂，险峻，困难而著称。佛蒙特州东部临近大西洋，西部紧接香槟湖，所以雨量很充沛，加上沿途的土质为细泥，遇水后，小道积水不散，十分泥泞，极易导致身体行走部位的疾病。退却的冰川在佛蒙特州留下了明显的痕迹，小道经常使用，在陡峭地区水土流失严重，遇水后，光滑裸露的石头给行走者带来非常不确定的安全保障系数。美国佛蒙特州"长小道"的小比例尺地形图。";长小道";， The Long Trail由佛蒙特州的GREEN MOUNTAIN Club的工作人员负责养护，维修，和提供各种便利的设施，象避难所，或简易木屋等。他们在有些地点向徒步露营者收取一定的费用，以补贴开销。小道依然用白色油漆的长方形记号，在树上，表示小道的方向。外加最多木质的文字指示牌，来提供给使用者简洁明了的信息。这种运作模式在很多美国当地的户外俱乐部都采纳，特别是沿由各州俱乐部分段负责的阿帕拉契亚小道， Appalachian Trail。"长小道";历史的英文简介。我在2009年做3500公里阿帕拉契亚小道， Appalachian Trail背包贯通时，完成了在其南端的170公里，在2010年又从加拿大边境向南走了约80公里。我今年从与阿帕拉契亚小道， Appalachian Trail分岔的地方重新开始，向北190公里，与去年停止的地方相接，从而完成了全长440公里的的";长小道";。限于时间与水平，我大部采用纪实性的描述，并按时间推移的顺序来完成这个记录。2009年8月21日当日起点 Wilbur Clearing Tent Site, MA, AT M. P. 1,579.4当日终点 Congdon Shelter, VT LT M.P. 10.0里程数 10.0 英哩 (16.1 公里)天气阴天到暴雨我今天的路程。红色的小屋，外加说明，为示意性的夜晚露营地点。我进到镇上的时间尚早，按预定计划补充食品，便沿2号公路往Williamstown的超市走去。我给自己买了四个甜面包圈，和一大杯咖啡，很快消灭完了。购物完毕后，我感到天气十分的闷热，沿着来时的公路返回小道。麻萨诸塞州与佛蒙特州的交界还在照片大山的后面，要有一阵子爬了。由于天热，上坡消耗了不少的体力。到了山顶我发现天开始飘下雨滴来，但没有任何立刻的威胁。麻萨诸塞州在"长小道"南端起点与州界交会处设置的牌。这里同时又与阿帕拉契亚小道， Appalachian Trail共用。佛蒙特州在";长小道"南端起点与州界交会处设置的牌。沿着它走440公里，就可以到加拿大的边境了，但最好不要越过，万一被美国边境巡逻发现，法律问就来了。我重新上路几个小时后遇到了一场雷暴雨，被迫穿着雨衣，坐在地上半个小时。在到达Congdon Shelter之前，我走过湖边，泥潭，沼泽地等，两脚全部湿透，给今后几天的行程带来了极大的痛苦。我走了好半天终于到了Congdon Shelter，一个老旧，黑暗的双层木屋。一个来自澳大利亚的阿帕拉契亚小道南行直通背包客已经在里面了。我们聊了好半天，并想法晾干潮湿的衣服，但作用不大。我刚睡下不久，也快要到晚上九点钟，两个年轻人，Tully和Jungli 姗姗来迟。我心里有点意见，但想来他们为年轻人，正在学习阶段，不要过分责备他们。由于我从麻萨诸塞过来一直在病中恢复，体力非常疲乏，人情绪很低落，加上天气不好，脚病严重，小道西周无风景，所以连续好多天，拍片的欲望几乎没有。 2009年8月22日当日起点 Congdon Shelter, VT LT M.P. 10.0当日终点Goddard Shelter, VT LT M.P. 24.4里程数 14.4 英哩 (23.2 公里)天气阴天到小雨我依旧想往常一样，早早起来，与那位来自澳大利亚的朋友互相道别，便走在茂密，潮湿，和泥泞的树林里。那两个年轻人还在睡觉，就象其他年轻人一样，起来的都较晚。但他们体力好，白天能做出长距离，而且傍晚结束得也迟，所以在行程上并不落后。佛蒙特州的"长小道"，处于一种特殊的地质构造上，地表有很丰厚的土壤覆盖，且多为细状，或腐质的泥土。由於小道长期使用，表面形成低洼的槽型，下雨后容易积水，而且非常不易排出。昨天的大雨使得小道非常的难走，我很多时候无法越过大一点的泥潭，必须要绕道行走。更可恶的是这小道经过好几个湿地，和湖泊。那里面的水积蓄太多，都溢满出来了。原来不错的，木板条铺设的小道全部被沉浸在好几英寸的水里，我不得不穿着鞋走过去，反正也已经湿透了。长时间的将脚浸泡在水里，使得皮肤变得软。鞋子和袜子受水后，体积变大，加上我仍穿着两层的袜子，一个缺智的决定。因为以上几个原因，我脚皮肤被磨破的机率大大地增加，而自己却没能及时地预见到。一路上几乎没有任何的观景点，一直都在茂密的林子里行走。经过一个大爬坡，我最终来到了Goddard Shelter，一个海拔高度3,540英尺的山坡上。这是我从美国南部地区过来露宿的最高的一座山峰，已经好几个月了。里面有许多往南行走的人，包括一些加拿大来的徒步者。我与他们聊了半天，并在那里吃了晚饭。。因感到今晚在棚里宿营太拥挤了些，我就在附近的林子了找了一片空地，搭起帐篷。一个父女的搭伴也来到此地，在林子里象我一样。我犯了大错误，将我的帐篷设置在一个小浅沟上，一厢情愿地晚上不要下雨，人太累又不去反复思考一下，但结果恰恰相反。第二天早上发现帐篷里面的脚一端全是积水，衣服，睡袋，睡垫全部潮了。幸亏我带的是化纤的睡袋，问还不太严重。当天的路程及宿营地点。 2009年8月23日当日起点 Goddard Shelter, VT LT M.P. 24.4当日终点 Story Spring Shelter, VT LT M.P. 33.3里程数 8.9 英哩 (14.3 公里)天气阴天到大雨爬上Glastenbury Mountain并不困难，但我脚上开始觉得很疼痛。山顶的一个旧的森林火灾了望塔已经没有观察员了。我去过不少有了望塔的山顶，只有一次遇见个了望员，并与他聊了一会儿，知道当代的无线电话通讯与卫星观测技术发展很快，靠人工来报警即慢又不准确，又费人工，所以大部分已经废除了。Glastenbury Mountain山顶的火灾了望塔。下Glastenbury Mountain给我一身中第一次这样的感觉，我是象走在一个完全绿色的世界里。树叶，树皮，地表，石头都被绿色所包围与覆盖。小道的表面高低不平，很粗糙，我要用脚掌来掌握好平衡。这样就造成前脚掌的应力过分集中，给已经感染的破损伤口，主要在脚趾之间和底下，带来了巨大的疼痛。我在临近中午十分，实在无法忍受，似乎意识到一个原因所在，将里面的一层袜子脱掉，好减轻一下挤压的感觉。此时天从阴天转为零星小雨，并逐渐加大。我穿上雨衣，在雨里走了一刻钟，到了Story Spring Shelter。我估计雨还要再下，不愿拖着带伤的脚，让其继续恶化，决定今天到此为止。我在棚子里见到了一个阿帕拉契亚小道北行贯通背包徒步者，Beam Man, 正在休整。他说他在康乃迪克州Salisbury的一家客栈里见过我。我当时正发烧严重，没有留意过往的客人。另外我昨晚见到那两个父女搭档，不久又出现了。我原本不知道他们为父女，有点岁数差，觉得有点奇怪，羡慕那男的有桃花运气，但经那男的一说才明白。他们是从Grafton, Maine来的。他跟我将说了在缅因州州徒步的经历和所花的时间，给了我一些思想准备。北边的记为我今天的营地。下面的是昨天的，因为我北行。下午又陆续来了些背包徒步者，一个阿帕拉契亚小道南行贯通背包徒步者今晚与我共用这个避难所。另外一帮哈佛大学的新生也来凑热闹，但觉得人多棚子里会太挤，就到附近露营去了。他们是参加一个新生辅导适应项目，用集体背包徒步的方式来完成，对我来说挺新鲜的，估计益处不少。下午一直在下大雨，到傍晚才停。我也睡了一个长的午觉。又是临近晚上九点时分，那两个阿帕拉契亚小道北行贯通背包徒步，青年男女搭档出现在棚子里，我此时已经睡了好久了。但一般不成文的规矩是，晚上九点钟后到了营地，就不应该去棚子打扰了，而是睡在外面。理论上讲他们遵守规则，但也太靠近时限，一般人在棚子里七，八点钟就入睡了。他们与我说话，吃饭，弄了我好半天没能睡着。我在麻萨诸塞州的一个营地第一次碰见Tully，那个男生，可能大学才毕业，人挺随和的。当时我被千军万马的蚊子说包围，痛苦不堪，自己在外搭起帐篷。他又因为食物不够第二天要早点下山。看来年轻人不愿被琐事烦恼，计划不周是他们的特点之一。但同时这也体现出他们无忧无虑，尽情放松的生活态度。反正他们有身体的资本和足够的勇气，出来玩，何必象我操那么多心呢? 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GO 摩托伪少年从乌市回来已经有段时间了，一直忙于生计或无为的工作，反倒是热衷的旅行却有些淡忘了，其实也不是淡忘，只是无可奈何的耽搁罢了。现下总算有些闲情了，就把这次的摩托环旅发上来，顺便给后来者做一点点参考。本次摩托旅行共计14000公里，全程走完丹东起始至抚远东边境，抚远至额济纳北边境，额济纳至乌鲁木齐全程国道。期间伏暴雨，过草原，滚沙漠无境不有，当然，各种危险与乐趣也是并存的，恶犬，车祸，绝水之类更是常伴左右，此间不多说，待兄弟下文慢慢道来。出发前言小屁，是我的一辆机车。其实，我也无法分辨它的性别，按理说男人都喜欢自己的摩托是位凶猛的钢铁侠，能够无坚不摧，霸气十足。但我宁愿它是位可人的女子，因为我实在不愿意骑在一个男人身上太久了。小屁是前不久刚从一位兄弟那里接手的，自己从网上淘了点东西，把它稍微化了个妆，但却无法改动它的心脏，所以125cc的机车，拉到高速总有力有不逮的顿感，排气管还不时发出嘭嘭嘭的声音，我大怒之下就为它取名叫做小屁。因而我也不再想象它是个似水美女了，毕竟此名不雅。说到小屁，我不由想起刚被我低价卖掉的上一任机车。就是那一辆不起眼的本田摩托陪着我征战了09年的西藏之旅，不论是波密的泥石山洪还是五道梁的冰风雪雨，它都把我安全地带出了困境。我的勇敢是赐于你的坚强，再见了浙D·RM483 再次纪念我的朋友，你的离去代表了我新的征程。我一直认为自己是一个男人，喜欢所有男人喜欢的纵情与不羁，并且我愿意为之付出巨大的牺牲和承难，我是这样爱着自由的大地。| 她躯体的任意一个角落都是值得让人抚慰的，所以我总喜欢骑着一辆斑驳的机车，驰骋在她的躯体上，不辞辛劳地来回奔波。有些人就把这种叫做摩旅，我不置可否。因为我只是坐在同一个位置上，领略它的风情。虽然我从此有了日行千里的本事。其实，我也都快老了，不论是青春还是苦涩都将离我而去，取而代之的不过是碌碌的生活，还有甚微的躁动，可这又将于我的回忆何意呢？那么，我就再走走吧。我，对，就是自己。GO吧，摩托，还有，伪少年！夜宿洑东小镇那一年，我说，当我跨上机车的时候，我知道，红旗飘起来了。不知为何，当事过境迁，我的血液里不知觉地少了那份激动。取而代之的竟然是深深的迷茫和无措。我逐渐驶离了绍兴，身后的一切好像都像流质的液体一样，我能感受到它从我心头点点滴滴的消失，这使我沉重！原来，我也会想家。 7月7日是自己出发的日子，这是我一早就想好了的。可我却没来由地乏味，直到7日凌晨才算把行装收拾妥贴。把特意从金华赶来为我践行的老哥也累的够呛。离开家已经快十一点了，没有人告别，女人也没有说话，临走前，我拎着帽子细细地看了她一眼，她似乎有些无动于衷，好像就跟往常一样，她对面的男人只是骑着摩托去附近的小球场转一圈就回来了。我的心也就这样安静下来了。天还是燥热不安，一直到出了杭州城，空气才变得好受些。其实，在出发前的两天，我还认为会从福建一直南下再往西，这也算完成了我穿越湎越边界的梦想。但日头一天比一天猛烈，我只好选择北上内蒙再转战新藏了。出了浙江界，宜兴地段的太湖公路显然更适宜骑行，不仅路面平整，晚落的太湖风也别有清新。此时，太湖面上已是雾如丝缕了。我择了一条小道，刚容一车通过，颤颤巍巍地往湖边上走。小道边上是一条小渠，大略是附近的村民开凿起来引水的。骑了没多久，我隐隐看到渠道的入口处有个东西在水里翻腾，再一看，居然是个人！我吓了一大跳，手头一哆嗦，死命地按了两声喇叭。水里的人听见动静，呼噜扎进了水里，我正迷惑着，这边小渠的边上就爬上了一个光着上身的小老头手里还拖着一蛇皮袋鼓鼓囊囊的东西。我好奇之极，便问他在做甚。小老头从爬上岸就一直在拖那袋东西，听我问话也不搭理我，背着东西就走了。我心想，这太湖人家也的确与众不同啊。我骑车往前刚走几步，看到坝上描着一行红漆：严禁挖掘芦笋。看来那小老头怕是被我抓了个现行啊。到了洑东，天气已经微微暗下来了。宜兴也遥遥在望。于是准备找店家住下，在整个小镇悠转了一圈，只发现一家小超市上开了一个小旅馆。跟店家说了价格，便上楼去试看情况。人还没走进去就闻到一股浓重的异味，于是赶紧下楼撤退。这时，我有些后悔没在太湖边搭帐篷了，虽然湖水藻类横生，无法洗漱，但至少落得空气清新，还省却了费用。我正犹豫着，边上一位大妈就过来主动招呼我，说她家可以住人。我打量了一番，觉得大妈面慈目祥，理应不是坏人。再说，我也无财色可劫，就心安理得跟着大妈走了。到了大妈家才发现是一家非常小的副食品小店，斑驳的外墙，不起眼的小字，如果不是附近熟人，断定不会有外来的客人光顾。大妈告诉我说，早几年，洑东还是相当繁荣的，自从镇上的琉璃瓦厂倒闭了，人口也逐渐稀少了，现在连大集市也搬到另一个小镇上去了。大妈似乎很愤懑自己所住的地方成了这副光景，我心下也黯然，一城一池，繁芜终无定数啊。5631KG，离开绍兴中午累了，骑到路边的林子里休息了一会（遥控器就是好用，即使一个人，也照样拍的卡卡的）洑东小镇里的小店夜营映山此刻我拘居在这顶窄小的破帐篷里，一边打字一边问候着送我帐篷的兄弟。这该死的帐篷居然每一节帐杆的橡皮绳都是断的。这让我彻底丧失了修复它的决心，只好将就着把帐杆扣起来了事。昨夜有些乏了，许久没有出门，身体和自己都有些忘记旅行的疲惫了。早晨醒来，不论是肩膀还是腰椎都酸疼的厉害，连左手也有些不得劲。勉强地从三楼把行包拎下来，再捆绑干净，已经是9点过了。临出发，大妈再三叮嘱我要注意安全，我感激地挥别离了我旅行中的第一个驿站。一路上的风景乏善可陈，除了一层不变的火热，就是扬着一屁股灰尘的大货车。对于它们，我厌烦而恐惧，所以我想尽快地离开这一段有城市的旅程。这也是促使我放弃走东海岸线的原因之一。出了洑东，一路往北疾行，路上遇到几位摩托爱好者，狂飙着大排量的机车轰鸣而过，期间居然还有一位女的，我有些郁闷，骑着追了一段，最终还是放弃了。毕竟我只是骑着一辆125的小屁，上了80迈还不停地打盹放炮，着实令人恼火。过了宜兴，日头越发猛烈了，40几度的地表把车垫烤的火热，我甚至能感觉到背上的汗液顺着股沟一直流到了内裤上，黏抓在皮肤上湿漉漉的让人愤怒。总算熬到了一家加油站，刚把车子停下，超市里冲出来一人，是个小胖妞。我以为她要来加油，连忙示意她说不用。但她还是径直冲到了我面前，一脸兴奋的。“骑车旅游的？”“嗯。”“一个人？”“啊。”于是小胖妞就露出一脸的羡慕。说。“你去哪呢？”“环游”“啥？”我一时不知该怎么解释，于是想用一个地名来答复她。想了想，就说去西藏。小胖妞果然兴起，瞅着我一个傻乐。我看着胖妞有趣，也来了话唠。就说。“怎么，想去？”小胖妞不假思索道，“那是”“那就去呗”我故作怂恿。“咋去，我又不会像你这样骑车。”“跟我走呗，我带你。”我有些不怀好意。“那怎么成，你一个男的，我……”小胖妞有些难为情。“那有什么关系，大家都是成年人，你说是吧？”我有些乐了。小胖妞听我这么一说，闹了个红脸，怏怏地回超市去了。没过多久，她又走出来，让我跟她回超市，说里面有空调，凉快。我自然求之不得，于是又在超市坐着跟几位大姐侃了会。不过小胖妞不知跑哪去了，待我走了也没再见到她。离开了宜兴地界，一直走过南京、滁州，除了在滁州寻买了一个读卡器，便再无停留。那样的城市和温度，对我早已没有了吸引力。临近傍晚，西边晚霞映染，道路却也变得多姿多彩了一些，只是路向偏西，太阳刚照在脸上，总觉得有些晃眼，一路慢走慢行倒也安全无虞。天色渐渐暗了。前方小城还相去甚远，于是我想着在路边按个帐篷，但由于上午下了雨，所以草地上到处都是坑坑洼洼的水汪子。正没辙，突然发现离马路不远的树林子里似乎有一个小庙宇。我大喜过望，急忙骑着车过去。到了近处才发现是一座废弃小砖房。门前已经长起半人高的杂草了，看来此处是久无人居了。我下车去查看，发现两扇铁门被铅丝箍的严严实实，除非用老虎钳否则根本没办法打开。我透过门缝向里一望，目之所及，到处都是散乱的袋子和垃圾，还有一个木椅子正端端正正地摆在房子的里屋门口。我突然感觉有些阴冷，脑中闪过一丝怪异的想法。于是急急忙忙退了出来。走到车边，又好好打量了一番这间房子。原来，刚才走的急，没发现此处附近没有一家民居，周围还特意的环绕了一圈柏树。我不知这是何意，不过，我也彻底打消了要破门而入，堂而居之的想法。太阳一落山，天就黑的特别快。我又骑着车行进了十几里地，前方就是明光城区了。可我被刚才的遭遇一折腾，心里还认准了今夜非露营不可。泥地、草坪肯定行不通，不仅潮湿，还寻不好一个取水的地方。我毫无目的地骑着车瞎转悠，经过一个叫映山的小村时，路边一盏昏暗的小灯吸引了我的注意。赶近处一看，果不其然，还真是一个学校。听见摩托车的突突声，门口的小房子里钻出来一对中年男女。他们见我拖着一车行李，插着个小旗，觉得非常惊讶。当我告诉他们说想在学校的操场上打个铺时，男女便爽快的同意了。学校并不大，甚至有些破落。搭好了帐篷，我去问门卫大哥，询问有无可以洗澡的地方。门卫大哥热情带我到教学楼后面的林子里。到了那里我才发现，所谓的洗澡居然就是拎着井水冲个凉而已。大哥说这里没有自来水，平时他们都是这样洗澡的。我倒也无所谓，反正打小也是这么过来的，乘着四下无人，痛痛快快脱光了衣服洗了澡。我只是好奇平时孩子们是怎么洗手的呢？洗完澡刚回帐篷，大姐就过来问我吃饭没，要是不嫌弃就吃点，他们也刚吃完。出于礼貌，我就婉拒了她的好意。在帐篷里啃了中午留下的半块压缩饼干，觉得应该跟大哥大姐聊会天才对，于是拎着水瓶顺带着去装点水来。大姐很是热情，捧出半个大西瓜，三人就围坐在校门口的木头桌子上边吃边聊。大哥告诉我，前几年他们一家子都在永康打工，也是最近才回了老家。现在干看门的活一个月能赚个千把块，家里又种了点地，日子也算能过得下去。只是小女儿学习不太好，刚中考完，分数还进不了最差的普高，还得花上一笔钱才行。说到这，大哥脸上有了些忧虑。大姐倒是一副乐天的模样，一直笑呵呵的问东问西，我也说些旅途的趣事给他们听。我向他们打听明日该去的行程，他们也都不知道。其实这些地方离此地都很相近，只是他们除了生活的老家，还有曾经打过工的陌地，就从未出过远门了。出了宜兴，日头愈发猛烈了骑的乏了，就在路边小憩一会儿映山小学校的操场杂乱的操场几乎没有一块平整的地方，篮球架下算是有一小块水泥地可以扎营学校没有浴室，甚至连个可以遮掩的地方都没有，只好在树林子里打水冲了个凉开学时，大哥卖些小文具和零食以贴补家用。门卫室里只有一台没有有线电的电视。第三天不懂自己心一早，我还睡得迷迷糊糊，门卫大哥就过来喊我起床，说给我准备了早餐，吃完了好乘着凉快赶路。我虽然还想再赖一会，但肚子的确饿了，昨晚的半包压缩饼干早已消化的无影无踪。于是赶紧收帐、叠包、打捆、装车，连洗刷也比平时快了不少。只可惜，待我赶到门卫室时，大哥刚好外出，大姐也不在，只有他们的小女儿在收拾锅碗。我瞅了一眼桌子，上头还放着两份菜，显然是留着给我的。一盘是番茄炒蛋，鲜嫩的西红柿裹挟着几块金黄的鸡蛋片儿。还有一盘是咸菜炒肉丝，咸菜油亮油亮的，几条历历可数的肉丝也显得特别诱人。我暗暗吞了口唾沫，也不知该怎么开口说起这回事。小姑娘只管低着头捣鼓被挖的干干净净的电饭锅，既没说话，也没啥示意。我局促地站了会，只好在门口灌了两瓶热水，又问她要了张便条，给门卫大哥留了我的地址和联系方式，便骑车走了。一直出了江苏界，沿着微山湖往北就进入山东地界了。山东，是个颇有分量的省份，无论在哪方面都是行道的翘楚，就如一只蓄势待发的东北虎，虎视眈眈地紧盯沪江，直观近年来的趋势，大有你干不了老大那就我来的感觉。山东不像别的省份，很多的大镇小城或许你都没有听说过，但它的每一个城市每一个地方似乎都能让人有零星半点的记忆，更难能可贵的是它值得称道的肯定是景观或者文化，而并非别的。只是山东不是我现在要走的，它已经够热闹的了，并不需要现在的我再去画蛇添足，该我去的，是那够寂寥的荒芜之地。到了晌午，因为睡眠不足，人开始恍惚起来。我在路边找了片林子，停好车后便在树上挂了吊床。这是出发前特意买的，是午睡防蛇的利器。不过，因为我太害怕蛇了，所以把吊床绑的高了一些。导致我爬上去的时候连摔了两次。一次摔得四脚朝天，一次摔了嘴啃泥。幸亏附近没蛇，要不然估计连蛇也要笑话我了。吊床晃晃悠悠的，树叶子还不时扇点凉风，再加上知了啊青蛙啊什么蜈蚣蚂蚁的大合唱，很快我就睡着了。没想到这一睡就是一个多小时。醒来一看，时间已经是下午三点了。照路程计算，今天是过不了泰安了。急急忙忙上了路，一路风驰电掣，眨眼间就早已几十公里之外了。都说山东汉子是爷们，大男子主义不可一世。原先，我倒不信。不过一路上的计划生育语，倒是让我对自己产生了怀疑。“关爱女孩，就是关爱民族的未来”，光是这条语，一路上就见了不下十次。我不知山东政府是不是因为要纠正重男轻女的思想，不过，在我看来，这条语倒是别有内涵。“未来”是什么，未来就是将来，就是将来的人。将来的人怎么来的，那就是女人生下来的。所以女孩长大了就是生未来的人的人。所以要保护和关爱会生孩子的人。那么到头来，女人好像真成了繁衍工具了？当然，这只是消遣而已。甭管他在生物系统上是雄性更具有主导地位还是雌性更具有决定权，反正在下一世，谁也不知道自己会不会变成另一个人。到泰安已经晚上八点了。泰安城早已灯火万家。找到青旅，把行装收拾干净，准备到外头吃点东西，却发现附近街上的小吃店都关了门。回到旅舍，大厅里有一帮男男女女在安排行程，又有几人在吹牛，说是这一遭走过了多少个城市，哪一个城市的美女最多，又吃了饕餮了多少美食。安排行程的，都在计划着怎么从南天门登顶，夜宿泰山之巅。大伙儿都很兴奋，似乎正要去完成一件伟大的壮举。我听听看看，忽然发现自己好像早已远离了这个群体，我依稀看到了五六年前的自己也曾这么憧憬每一次旅程。是我开始自闭了，还是我的旅途没人会懂？虽说只是小小的五河县城，但依我看来却并不比江南的任何一座小城差。况且人家那还是蓝天碧水不说。睡吊床也是一门艺术啊，真是下床容易，上床难第四天——淋雨早早的我收拾了行囊，逃也似的离开了青旅。我不知道怕什么，总感觉待在这里，它将会消磨了我的意志。而我往后的行程却需要足够的坚强与无畏。早上醒来，身上的包又多了几个。可能是昨天午休时忘记了在背包上喷药水，使得不少虫子钻了进去。于是，它们便搭着我的车一路的咬，一路的笑，跟我一起来到了泰安。期间，还有不少个被我不断晃动的背包给压死了，到晚上脱衣服时，我才发现它们小小的黑瘦的尸体。在泰安城的铃木专卖店换了机油，听我说起要环游大边境，老板一个劲地表示佩服。我心下有些不以为然，既然都佩服我了，干啥子还不送壶机油哩，还收了我几十块钞票……在出城的路上，遇到了几位赶着驴车的老农。看见驴，我就远远的躲开了。我怕驴，这是有历史原因的。几年前，我与一重庆的哥们从日喀则回拉萨，路上遇到一头小驴子萌态可掬，便凑上去给它照相。可不知它是被激怒了还是被刺激了，一下就兴奋了起来。我一瞧，这动向不明啊。连忙给那兄弟打招呼，他还不知所以，正乐呵呵呵逗它玩。我就说，哎，哎，你瞧它那玩意儿。那兄弟一瞧，嘿，锤子！小驴子那东西嗖嗖嗖的涨了起来。我靠，两人心里一哆嗦，撒腿就跑。那小驴子见我俩窜开去，还得意地追了过来。幸亏这畜生被桩子给拴着，要不然我那跑不动的胖子兄弟准被那驴子给糟蹋了。驴这畜生，还真摸不透它是怎么想的，它是把那玩意当生殖器呢还是当武器？要是当生殖器，它是否把我俩给看错了对象。要是当武器呢，我看这驴准是被自己给踢了，普天下用这个当武器的我可是第一次见到啊。所以我有些害怕驴这动物，当它看上了你的时候，不管是要攻击你还是糟蹋你，都会举起它那威武的工具，让你颜面扫地。刚过济南黄河大桥，天就开始下雨。我在桥头的小店里坐了半晌。小店没有店家，只在门口放了把长椅子供路人歇息。我坐下没多久，一对弟兄也骑着摩托过来躲雨了。他们两个就自顾着玩手机，我闲着没事就抓苍蝇玩儿。耽搁了半来个小时，雨就停了。我又出发上路。没想到才到陵县，雨又开始大起来。我干脆找了家小店，准备吃点东西再走，这时已经是下午末时光景了。小店不大，店家卖的是羊杂汤还有一些鸡蛋饼和孜然饼之类。不过门口贴着一语，口气不小，曰：陵县第一家。不知道是陵县第一家口味呢，还是陵县路口第一家？我一时有些内急，想借店里的厕所一用，刚跨进门，差点就熏昏过去。厕所内脏乱不堪，阵阵异味扑面而来，更让人大倒胃口的是蹲坑旁边居然还排满了密密麻麻的啤酒瓶子。我没细看空瓶还是满瓶，胡乱洗了个手就急忙退出来。走到餐厅，店家的小孩已经把一碗羊杂和两块鸡蛋饼搁桌上了。我心想，都已经点了单了，不吃也浪费。俗话说不干不净吃了没病，出门在外能喂饱已经不错了。于是也不想其他，三下五去二，把粮食全部干完了事。只是雨一直不停地下着，从陵县之后的两百多公里，我就一直浸泡在裹满雨水的雨衣里。除了一只防水的鞋子没有进水，其他的，包括内裤都成哭泣的海洋。那个时候，我好像又回到了09年的波密。那时的318国道波密段被山洪冲垮了一个百来米长的缺口，路上堆满了泥石流留下的大小石头，上面又有山洪不停地泄下来。我骑着摩托车在东头望了半天，最终还是决定涉水而过。不然必须要等到武警把国道抢通，那时不知是多少天以后的事了，而318是波密进藏唯一的通道。当我骑着摩托到了水路中央的时候，不幸发生了，车轮子被地下的石头卡住，车身失去了平衡，连着人一起栽在了水里面。我一下子惊慌失措，扑腾着站起来，水刚好没过了腰际，而摩托车和背包却全部浸在了水里。我顾不得浑身冻得发冷，想要把车扶起来，可背包灌满了水压着后座，就像是把车子死死地钉在了水里面。我绝望的放弃了。我抬头看了看河对面的那个武警，他从开始就站在自己的那辆大卡车前看着我，既没有在我涉水之前喊停，也没有告诉我那个地方水会更浅一些。或者他的任务仅仅掌握动态向上级报告吗？我抬头看着他，他也望着我，那一脸漠然的模样至今也使我记得。于是，我放弃了向他求助。重新蹲下，把整个手臂环抱在摩托车的架子上，狠狠的把它立了起来。至此，我也明白了，有些时候，我只能靠自己，哪怕再绝望再无助，坚强才是最好的动力！泡了一天的雨，到了晚上手开始胀痛晚间找了家旅馆住下。衣裤都是泥水，累的两腿发软也没劲儿再搓洗，只好胡乱挂在房间里。下楼，看到路边有家面馆，一时间，馋虫狂号！第六天从北京到山海关昨天从泊头到北京时，已经下午6时多了，一直过了廊坊雨才开始逐渐停下来，我被淋得狼狈不堪，只好把雨衣脱了，顺着廊坊到北京百十来地的风才勉强把衣服吹个半干。一晚上都在朋友的陪同下度过，期间热情暂且不表。到北京最主要的目的是更添一部分装备，除了重新置换一顶帐篷之外，还让朋友代购了一些当时没买到的蛇药、手术刀片、绷带之类，最重要的是借用了一台手持GPS，希望这能让我的旅程多一份保障。到山海关的路并没有想象中的好走。因为卢龙段102大翻修，一路上到处都是运载的货车，整个下午基本上都是在大货车中艰难的穿行。中间，还发生了一个小小的意外。离开玉田城不久，我就遇上了延绵几公里的堵车长龙，不用说漫天的灰尘弄的我灰头土脸，光是那些尾气也足以把人烤的外焦里嫩了。我越骑越心烦，于是就顺着大货车右侧的空隙，慢慢地开始超车。没想到，前方路边铺满了一层厚厚的沙土，我一时没注意，车轮子在沙地上一打滑，车子便晃晃悠悠地拐倒在地上。而此时离我几米开外的后方正好停着一辆运泥沙的大货车。我心下骇然，如果不是前面排起了队，还真不好说后果会怎么样了。有了这个教训，我特意的放慢了速度，毕竟，任何时候安全才是最重要的。山海关古城游客不多，甚至整条街上也见不到一个背包客。北大街上的几家客栈更是门可罗雀。我骑着车子转了一圈，看到有一家写着“学生公寓”的客栈，心想该是个实惠的去处。我问坐在门口逗狗的老板，家里有铺没，老板满口应承。很是热心地帮我把车推进了院子。院子还挺大，上下两层小楼，一溜的仿古装饰。待我拎着包进了房门，才发现里头其实就是个简易的小旅馆，这倒也罢，只是老板张口就要了100，说是只卖房不卖铺。我拎着包进退不是，想着车子都已经推到院子里来了，装备也拆了，再掉头走人就不合情理了。所以也便答应了。不过，不靠谱的是老板居然要了500块的押金。这小小的家庭旅馆，堪比五星啊。快十一点了，瞌睡虫慢慢开始侵蚀我的意识。该睡了……没玩没了的伪少年。明天，明天就要出关了。出了山海关，过了丹东，我的旅行才是真正的开始！整个古城都在卖这种花生糕，我嘴馋切了一小块，你大爷的，重量堪比切糕啊，而且硬的牙都快崩了。啃了两口，实在吃不了，扔了。第七天营口旅途中，最有意思的莫过于遇见形形色色的人了，不论他是否使你感动、忧伤、悲愤、快乐。只有不同的人的存在和交错，你才会觉得自己的存在。我们都在一个城市生活的太久了，很多时候都忘记了世界不只有这么大，能看到的也不只有身边的生命，闻到的也不只有眼前的空气。羁绊太多，在我的意识里父辈的人们几乎都没有为自己活过，我不愿意像他们，虽然我也会有无穷的牵挂。我愿意自己就像一只葫芦岛苇丛里的海鸟，出海的时候一个人，回来的时候满屋子的温暖。这也是旅行的另一种意义。东北人很爽朗，不论男女都是一种天性。如果你找人问路，对方的神态动作有千百种，但语言态度只有一种，那就是逗得你乐。问这大爷。嗨，大爷，山海关咋走啊？大爷锄头在地上一杵，裂开嘴就喊道，你看，顺着这道，别拐弯，使劲儿砸就到了。问那大姐，嗨，大姐，东郭咋去呢？大姐把饺子皮面一捏把，拍拍手站在门口为我指路，看见没？照着这道一直往前走，第一道口往北一转，就往上干，一路别停歇。“砸”“干”“冲”，一个个毫不相干的词到了东北老乡的嘴里，却这般模样，实在令人莞尔。早晨醒的并不早，院子里没有什么声音，况且我也睡得沉。小院老板帮我把车子抬出门，递给我一支烟，两人就有一搭没一搭聊起天来。其实老板并不是当初想的那么财势，听他的说法也颇让人郁闷的。老板青岛人，刚好三十，也算是漂泊过来。在山海关租了个小院子，开了这家不大不小的客栈，平时也没什么生意，主要靠附近的高中学生在此借宿。老板告诉我，山海关这地儿生意不好做，当地政府政策不扶持也便罢了，最要不来的是各级部门三天两头来检查，一检查就得罚款，所以想要在此地做生意得先把这帮公仆喂饱了才成。难怪，昨晚上我在古城里转了一大圈，除了偶有几家本地人在卖那啃不动的花生糕，基本上都是关门大吉，没想到竟然是这种原因。听到这里，我心里不由对当地政府产生了鄙夷。所谓窥一斑而见全豹，一家小小客栈的老被尚且被折腾至此，更不用说其他了。老板唉声叹气，反倒羡慕起我来了，说是如能像我如此这般那倒当真不错。原来，老板为了能在本地安身立命，找了个当地姑娘，以便借用姑娘家的关系打点各种门道。我不由唏嘘，这货，为了挣俩钱，把身子都给搭进去了。出了绥中，我正停在路边照相，迎面骑过来两位自行车友。到了近前一看，带头的居然还是位大爷。一问才知道原来是网上颇有名气的大庆油人李兴德老人，李爷今年68了，从世纪初就开始接触自行车游行，目前总行程已超过三十万公里，可谓真真切切的老当益壮啊。李爷甚是热情，听说我要环游国境线，忍不住感叹，说骑着摩托车周游中国一直是他的梦想，希望有一天能与我一起同游。三人相谈甚欢，留了影，记了电话才挥手致别，我往北，他们往西。沿着海岸线，一路向东北进发，路边都是繁茂的芦苇田。虽然还看不见海，但那股子清新的味道早已扑面而来，我的心也随之清爽了。我见路边的芦苇荡子长得好看，就顺着小道一直往深处骑去，两边苇叶飒飒作响，不时还有咕噜咕噜的水鸟发出打盹儿的声音。我干脆弃了车，沿着小路徒步了一阵，看那无边无际的芦苇一直延伸开去，成片，翠绿，飘扬着，欢乐着，不知还要多久才能有个尽头……路上遇到许多载芦苇杆的车子，就像个背负着如山压力的老人路上遇见两位骑友了无尽头的芦苇荡子营口河大桥营口小城第八天丹东海滨公路营口是座新城，如果只是从大街上走过，你会恍惚它是个大城。楼房虽然不高，但胜在道路宽敞。一入城，我就觉得这地儿比绍兴好，比绍兴亮堂。而到了第二天，我又觉得这地儿还是比不上绍兴，没绍兴实诚。其实，很多北方的小城，包括中西部的城镇，看似不错，基建也搞得像模像样，但毕竟城市基础放在哪儿，深入走一走，就发现那不过是白须儿的西瓜，它里头还没熟。因为在绍兴带的地图册是老版的，内容不是很详尽，所以第二天在图书城重新买了一本。又在肯德基买了个汉堡，一屁股坐在商场的大门口，就着凉水三下五去二把东西吃光，便又匆匆上路了。在计划中，我会在日落前，经过丹东然后到一个叫古楼子的小镇，可由于路上贪玩，便错过了时辰。到了晚间，沿海公路起了大雾，我穿着一件风衣还是被冻得发抖，到丹东城区已经是晚过九点了。丹东没有青年旅舍，在网络上却有一家小有名气的客栈。我吊着肚子按网上留下的地址，一路找寻，到了目的地一问，这兄弟早就卷铺盖不干了。我一肚子窝囊，只好随意在路边找了一家旅店住下。丹东最多的就是烤肉店了，无论在城市的哪条街都可以见到各种杂色的烤肉店名，那家叫王大胖子烤店，这家叫李小矮子烤店，你能想到的名它有，你想不到的名儿它也有，但家家都卖一种东西，那就是烤肉串。一整天了，我就在营口啃了一汉堡，早已饿的昏天暗地，也不及精挑细选，找了一家最近的，让老板各整俩牛羊串，再烧一鸡架子，最后下一碗粉。这就是我在丹东最好的食物了。不过，粉太辣，我挑了俩筷子就咽不下去了，只好浪费。这一天虽然对不起肚子，但精神上的确非常愉悦。不用说出了盖州走盘山公路那种拉马式的快感，单是庄河至丹东那一段滨海公路，也够让我废寝忘食的了。海滨路上几乎没有什么行车，我摆足了架势把马力往上飙，可惜小屁这东西不争气，过了八十码就给掉链子，一顿一顿的活像被人卡着脖子赶路。我知道它性情，于是便不催促它，干脆慢下车来好好欣赏沿海美景，不时还窜上一码头，驻车远眺，当真是一份惬意无限啊。出了营口开始连续的盘山公路路边的瓜田里，几位妇人正在顶日劳作滨海公路附近的湖泊通往海滨公路的大道，笔直停泊在码头整整齐齐的小船临近东海，视野变得宽阔起来天快黑了，我还在路上徘徊。是景太美，还是人太醉？海滨公路两侧矗着不少的风车，平添了几多韵味。太阳下的很快，没一会儿，天边余晖散尽，留下一片乏绿的天空，让人着迷到了丹东肚子饿得不行，在街边一排当要了一份米线和几个大串，没想到米线辣的不行，只好强忍着舔两口了事。串嘛味道还成，实在太饿了，再来十窜也不成问，就是有点小贵。第九天丹东备战丹东，今天下雨，淅淅沥沥的，不是很大，却容易打湿路过的人。我这个远方的客人，没有特别的感觉，就如同闲逛家乡的某个小城一样，走过了它的每一条小街。因为雨，也因为丹东是我整个东北边境线的最后一站城市，所以尽量在今天把需要的装备补充完整。在附近的超市买了些米和冰糖，又在街边的劳保店添了一个提包。只是找不到一个合适的油箱罐子，只能在路上再想办法了，如果实在不行，就只好拿饮料瓶子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工兵铲强光手电能量装备：糖类牛肉干肉松咖啡维c求生装备、炊具：汽油炉头锅子驱虫剂辣椒水冷光棒主食装备：压缩饼干米肉肠大蒜头榨菜萝卜头第十天雨中的丹东边境从昨天开始，雨就没有停过。早晨起床，雨还是飘洒着。查看了天气预报，雨还得持续到明日才会停下。我已经在丹东城消耗了一天，思量不能再耽搁下去了，于是收拾了行装，出了城往东北方向赶去。沿着鸭绿江一路骑行，很容易就可以望见河对岸的朝鲜民居。扫地的老大爷告诉我，丹东对岸就是朝鲜第二大城市新义州了，你也可以乘着船去江里转一圈，对岸的朝鲜人民也可以开着小船来这边转一圈，但都不允许上岸。如果你有兴趣，大可以花上点小钱，在满大街的旅行社里随便找一家，帮忙办个证，就可以名正言顺的随他们去平壤了。我对此倒有些意兴阑珊，最好是纯粹来旅游，口袋再揣上多点儿的钱，那到无妨一去。丹东是繁华的，对于对岸的新义州百姓来说，甚至是富丽堂皇，虽然他们大部分人此生都没有机会见到这样的景象。要是晚间走在沿江大道上，左手是丹东的灯红酒绿，右手是新义州的冷色萧条，无怪人们都说朝鲜就是解放初期的中国。于此，我想身为中国人还是值得骄傲的。如果是晴天，那顺着江岸走就更妙了。不用说青山绿水兰黛瓦，不用说碧波浩渺渔船家，光是那纯天然无污染的江风，它直入心扉，除尘驱污，由鼻入肺再贯三鼎，保管你元气大增。可惜今天是个雨天，我穿戴繁琐，头上又压着几斤重的头盔，的确无法感受。虽如此，但所谓山色空蒙雨亦奇，鸭绿江浮游的重重雾气也为单调的江水平添了几分魅惑。到了一乡村，谓河口村，这里也有一座断桥，游客可以买票走到断桥头。整座桥被人为地卸走了几个墩子，也阻断了朝鲜与中国的通道。我想，会不会，对岸正有一位老人守望着这头的亲人呢？我离开河口村，沿着边境小道继续往东北骑行。没走多远，路边竖着一广告牌，上曰：南有千岛湖，北有长丰库。敢情是在夸赞这里头的长丰水库呢。我站在岔道口，思忖再三，还是决定去看一看，既然都大老远跑这儿了，也不难为这几十公里的来回。于是便驱车往山里头赶去。路上有不少地方都泡着山洪，又有不少泥石路，我小心翼翼的走着，生怕又像上次那样栽在了水里头。往山里走了大约十几公里，我远远地望见了一座大坝，心想这就是长丰水库了吧，于是加足马力往山上冲。待车子冲上了山坡，我才发现这是水库的西边，除了一些泥沟沟，就剩下一小坛子水库的角落。我有些不甘心，便弃了车往边上的一座院子走去，可能到了院子的那头就可以看见水库的真面目了。没走几步，从里头窜出一解放军，喝道：站住！上哪儿去？我一见来了个兵，就说上前头看看水库。解放军说这是军事禁区，不让进。我没有办法只好怏怏地按着原路返回了。顺着丹集公路往前走，离长甸还有几公里的时候，雨开始昏天暗地的往下泼，我心疼后座上的几个驮包。日用品虽然有防水袋包着，但一些没防水袋裹着的东西难免要被淋湿了。果然，到了长甸一加油站，我进去躲雨，才发现油箱包里的地图早已被浸了个透心凉。在加油站添了点汽油，又跟加油的大姐聊了会天，雨还是没停下来的意思，反而下的更加拼命了，似乎是存心跟赶路的人过不去。大姐见我淋得够呛，就劝我在长甸找家小旅店住下，待明日开晴再走不迟。我想了想，也觉得只好如此。我骑着车绕着长甸转了一圈，只发现路边有三两家家庭旅店，一家叫随缘，一家叫平安，另一家我记不清了。我考虑了一下，认为出门在外平安是最重要的，于是就选择了这一家叫做平安的旅店。单间的房费倒也不贵，二十块钱还捎了个电视机，还挂着一小电扇。面积虽然小了点儿，但能在彷徨的时候找到个温温暖暖的落脚地儿，就相当满足了…… 第十天雨中的丹东边境从昨天开始，雨就没有停过。早晨起床，雨还是飘洒着。查看了天气预报，雨还得持续到明日才会停下。我已经在丹东城消耗了一天，思量不能再耽搁下去了，于是收拾了行装，出了城往东北方向赶去。沿着鸭绿江一路骑行，很容易就可以望见河对岸的朝鲜民居。扫地的老大爷告诉我，丹东对岸就是朝鲜第二大城市新义州了，你也可以乘着船去江里转一圈，对岸的朝鲜人民也可以开着小船来这边转一圈，但都不允许上岸。如果你有兴趣，大可以花上点小钱，在满大街的旅行社里随便找一家，帮忙办个证，就可以名正言顺的随他们去平壤了。我对此倒有些意兴阑珊，最好是纯粹来旅游，口袋再揣上多点儿的钱，那到无妨一去。这里有两座桥一座是通往朝鲜中朝友谊大桥，另一座是断桥丹东是繁华的，对于对岸的新义州百姓来说，甚至是富丽堂皇，虽然他们大部分人此生都没有机会见到这样的景象。要是晚间走在沿江大道上，左手是丹东的灯红酒绿，右手是新义州的冷色萧条，无怪人们都说朝鲜就是解放初期的中国。于此，我想身为中国人还是值得骄傲的。如果是晴天，那顺着江岸走就更妙了。不用说青山绿水兰黛瓦，不用说碧波浩渺渔船家，光是那纯天然无污染的江风，它直入心扉，除尘驱污，由鼻入肺再贯三鼎，保管你元气大增。可惜今天是个雨天，我穿戴繁琐，头上又压着几斤重的头盔，的确无法感受。虽如此，但所谓山色空蒙雨亦奇，鸭绿江浮游的重重雾气也为单调的江水平添了几分魅惑。 ([]

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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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混在尼泊尔（第一天）2012年10月11日晴和3000只羊一起过关各位看官，上回书说到，俺和天南海北的8个驴友拼车到了樟木，在希夏邦马峰下和北京来的林妹妹跳了一曲激情探戈。但是，这只队伍整体上显得有点沉闷，不符合哥哥我“融洽、快乐、有戏”的旅行宗旨，我计划到了樟木就独行，天马行空地干活。从定日到樟木，沿途5个军警检查站，看起来形势有点小紧张。但哥哥是有身份（证）的人啊（不仅有身份证，还有护照、边防证），哥面带微笑，神色自如，一般情况下穿制服的看一眼就放咱过去了。当然，有个小小的例外：过最后一道防线的时候，那个武警战士把别人都放过去了，唯独把俺的护照拿给他的长官看，长官又到里间去验证。不过，10分钟之后，他就微笑着把护照还给俺、放俺走了。后来俺想，可能是哥哥俺仪表堂堂、器宇轩昂，他把俺当成领导干部了。按规定，领导干部不能随便因私出境的，所以他要去验证一下哈。在樟木海关前下车，跟司机结了帐，正好中午12点。其他人往右走去兑换尼泊尔卢比，我打枪滴不要，悄悄滴溜掉，往左找饭馆吃饭。要了一份蛋炒饭，一个蔬菜汤，打发饥肠辘辘的“魏（胃）长官”。吃了一半，哗，门口呼啦啦来了一群山羊。不是一小群，是一大群哎，3000只的山羊大阵。大家都不吃饭了，纷纷出门看羊。饭店老板说，过几天就是尼泊尔的宰牲节了，几个尼泊尔人从中国贩了一批羊过境去卖个好价钱。后来我过友谊桥就是跟在这群羊后面进去的。哥认为，那是一种暗示。我在尼泊尔的13天，有4天跟羊打交道，就是布恩山徒步的四天，每天和羊争道。羊是一种温顺的动物，这是不是预示着我尼泊尔之行没有风险、一路平顺？闲言少叙，书归正传。我正在饭店门口看羊，那边厢山东小情侣过来了。他们说，大哥，我们正在找您呢。得，溜是溜不掉了，那几个人已经走过来了，我赶紧笑着说：来来来，先吃饭，吃完饭咱们一起过关。樟木人民币兑换尼币的汇率一天一变，昨天还是1比14.2呢，今天只有13.8了。不知加德满都汇率是多少，我先在这儿兑换1000块钱再说（后来到加都就后悔了，加都的汇率最高只有13.2）。过了友谊桥，早有人等着我们并领我们到尼泊尔公安局办理入境手续，后来才知道这是吉普车主，想让我们打他的吉普到加都。填了入境证，顺利上车，木有传说中的索要小费现象。书上的攻略都坑爹啊，我在尼泊尔13天，一个索要小费的公务人员都木有，你以为人家像你中国公务员呢，切。8个人租了一辆吉普，副驾坐一人（俺码子大，坐副驾），二排4人，三排3人。司机是个尼泊尔帅哥，长得像宝莱坞明星似的，一路跟女大学生小凌聊天。咱外语不行，咬紧牙关不讲话，任由小凌打点。说实话，樟木到加都的风景没什么特别的，和咱这山区农村一样。只是中途下车看了一会蹦极。偶麦噶的，这个咱不敢玩，看一会闪人。5个小时后，到达加都特米尔街区中国人开的凤凰宾馆。这下哥真要闪了。我跟他们说，我在这等朋友，你们别管我了。他们怏怏滴走了。那一刻，我还真的有点不忍心。山羊大阵过海关加都杜巴广场夜景嗐，尼泊尔人保护古迹的方式是在古迹上边卖菜加都街头一瞥更多精彩游记见QQ空间：391583130 混在尼泊尔（第二天） 2012年10月12日晴一个人出门去猴庙喝不到热水找不到厕所今天睡了进藏以来第一个懒觉，8点才懒洋洋滴起床。尼泊尔时间8点可是北京时间10点15哦。起床后，去餐厅吃免费早餐，稀饭、馒头、咸菜，挺对胃口。自己冲了一杯从国内带过去的牛奶。又泡了一杯六安瓜片（无论到哪儿，我都带茶叶，这是我旅行中唯一的腐败，吃的倒不讲究），消消停停滴享受休闲时光。凤凰宾馆是加都中国人开的宾馆中名气最大的，老板姓江，老板娘姓龚，四川人。在加都几天，我没见到老板，都是老板娘龚姐在打理。我人品好，龚姐对我关照有加。那天傍晚，我们一行人到达之后，他们到前台问询，被告知木有房间了。我找了个凳子，低头记旅行日记。待他们走远，我上前询问，服务员看一眼龚姐，龚姐说：“有。给他安排东楼206”。哗，东楼206是个带阳台的大房间，同样700卢比，比其他房间好得多。谢谢龚姐。我决心在未来的几天里都在中餐厅消费，给您老人家架相。后来我要办尼泊尔CM卡，龚姐给我复印护照；我要加都地图，龚姐给我拿。都是免费的。今天我要去猴庙。猴庙就在加都边上，打车200卢比。下车就有小盆友过来主动兜揽生意，当小导游。我知道这是要小费的，不过看那小盆友聪明伶俐，乐得让他挽着我上山。那小盆友的名字很长，我也记不住，我就叫他“机灵”。机灵一路用英语给我讲解，我90%都听不懂。不过他给我照相，镜头感出奇的好，比后来我遇到的那些驴友好多了。售票处在半山腰，票价200卢比。买门票的时候，我给他300卢比，对他说：“One hundred, give you .”他不要，最后要了我5块钱人民币，加40卢比，合110卢比。这家伙挺会算计的哈。回程我是自己走回来的，但走着走着迷路了。我一路问路。“Ilostmyway ,pleasetellmethedirection to Thamel .” 加都街边的小贩，有的会几句英语，有的不会，好不容易遇到一个三轮车夫，英语讲得叽哩嘎啦的，可是俺听不懂。我估计，我听力差占30%，他口语不行占70%。我想给泡了茶叶的户外保温壶灌一点热水，跟一个咖啡店的姑娘比划了半天，她似乎听懂了，跑到自来水龙头前给我满满灌了一壶自来水。尼泊尔的生水不能喝，喝了要拉肚，我走到街角就倒掉了。可惜了我的好茶叶。我走走停停，忽然一阵内急，就去问一个卖羊毛披肩的小老板：“Wherearethetoilet ? ”他说：“Walk ,walk , up , second, left.”我照他说的：走，走，上去，二楼，左拐…擦，二楼封死了，根本上不去。回头跟他说，他不信，带我去，果然上不去。我那个急啊。后来他跟对面一个商店的老板说了，那老板让我在他店里的厕所解了燃眉之急。尼泊尔人真好啊，我连说几遍thankyouverymuch 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house (客栈)，中古的氛围浓厚。而我的行程是看完巴德岗就去纳加阔特，住在纳加阔特山顶客栈，早上一边在床上吃早餐，一边推开窗户看连绵起伏的雪山。玩到下午3点，大李小雷给我打电话，说受到我的蛊惑，要和我一起去纳加阔特，于是我又跟他们混到了纳加阔特（打的，700卢比，三人AA）。纳加阔特我们住的“新大象头旅馆”混在尼泊尔（第四天）2012年10月14日晴 Local bus 的拉风之旅从巴德岗到纳加阔特山顶，必须打的。因为巴士只到山腰，走上去还挺费劲。打的到山顶最高的那家宾馆，我刚把摄影包放到沙发上歇口气，大李就挥手叫我们outside。原来是没房间了，看来这里房间还怪紧俏的。到了另一家，叫新大象头宾馆，有房间，两个间要50美金。大李跟boy叽哩嘎啦一通神侃，boy同意降到45美金。得，能住下就幸运，赶紧进房。后来我问小雷：你的英语也不怎么样吧，不然我怎么光看到大李在说话？他们俩相视一笑。大李说：“哥哥你有所不知，小雷这是锻炼我呢。她是电视台英语频道的记者，比我英语强得多。”原来这样啊。放下行李，洗把脸，出门到另一家宾馆的楼顶平台上拍晚霞。说实话，晚霞很一般，但山谷里的景色很美，拍摄的过程很有意思。我后来在布恩山徒步时看到的雪山远比在纳加阔特看到的大，但是在这儿我和大李小雷相处的过程是愉快的。我们萍水相逢，却亲切友善，互无芥蒂，很能谈得来。我还邀请小雷到淮南采访非遗火老虎呢。小雷爽快地答应了。晚饭是在二楼平台吃的，微风习习，令人神清气爽，我要了一个鸡肉炒面，一杯黑咖啡，和二人边吃边聊。我们谈了对尼泊尔和加都的观感。大李说，加都就像我们内地上个世纪70年代的小县城，又脏又乱，但是比县城大得多。小雷说，虽然城市不咋地，但是尼泊尔人民很友善，很温和，从来没有看到谁朝游客瞪眼睛，这样好的人民打着灯笼都难找。我说，为什么好多中国人把尼泊尔旅游作为出国旅行的first？一是因为尼泊尔从来不拒；二是因为尼泊尔消费低，来一趟不需要多少银子，你到美国旅行，每天花大把大把的美元，心里那个疼啊，快乐的感觉就被腰斩了；三是尼泊尔有最好、最成熟的徒步路线；四是尼泊尔人民温善友好，这是保证一路好心情的必要条件之一。大李问：“哥哥，如果有两个国家，一个是现代化的，比如美国，一个是落后但淳朴的，比如尼泊尔，你会选择在哪儿居住？”我说，富裕文明永远比落后蛮荒要好，尽管后者看起来返璞归真。原始社会最生态、最淳朴，有几个人想回到那样的生活呢？这顿饭，我学到了米饭叫rice，面条叫noodles，炒面叫fry noodles 。我很笨，可是我不拒绝学习，我利用各种机会不断丰富我的英语词汇，期待单飞的那一天。晚上，上不去wifi。我很寂寞。盆友们，我好想念你们。怀念被儿子拿走的那个屁股手机，那东西就是好，随时能抢到wifi。洗洗睡。一梦到早晨5点半，大李来喊我去拍日出。站在观景台上，面前是连绵起伏的雪山，安纳普纳，郎当，希夏邦马。但是离得很远，不是很清楚。吃早餐的时候，大李小雷说他们要徒步去昌古拉扬神庙，不急着回加都。我得一个人下山了。我说我去坐local bus （当地巴士），我要坐车顶。这时旁边位子上一群中国人中的一个小美女冒出了一句：“我也想坐local bus，我也想坐车顶。”瞧瞧，瞧瞧，我又被捡了。美女叫小林，北京人（呵呵，又是姓林的，又是北京人）。吃过饭，我们下山到巴士站，大李小雷因为要乘车到teikot，从teikot开始徒步，就陪我们坐一程。到了车站，小林跟驾驶员说我们要坐车顶，驾驶员说这段路太险，不行。我怏怏上车。到了teikot，大李小雷要下去徒步，小林说她也去徒步，我突然感到很无助，在开车的那个瞬间，一个箭步窜下去，加入到他们的徒步行列。后来我跟大李说，咱们还是有缘啊，你想甩都没甩掉我。大李说，你看到美女就想甩我们，结果还是被我们黏上了。我们捶胸揽肩，开怀大笑。徒步到昌古拉扬，2小时，强度极小，一路观尽加德满都山谷美景，在此不表。从昌古拉扬神庙回加都，我终于如愿以偿坐上了车顶。看到我兴高采烈攀上车顶了，大李心里痒痒得难受，在征得夫人同意后，和我一起猴攀到车顶拉风。哈哈！车顶上风好大，电线和树枝从头皮飕飕掠过，一不留神就会被“斩首”。车子歪歪倒倒，晃里晃荡，把我们紧张得手心出汗。北京小林，一路唧唧歪歪这疼那疼的小女子，关键时刻掉链子了，说感冒了，不能坐车顶。说实话，她也不适合坐车顶，太危险了。没有人提醒你注意电线什么的，安全全靠自己掌控。看当地人上下自如，如履平地，我们自叹弗如。一直到加都郊区，快见到警察岗亭了，我们才下来。纳加阔特日出晨曦中的纳加阔特山顶第一次坐local bus,我和尼泊尔小女孩站在一起徒步途中昌古拉扬神庙大殿，据说大门是镶金的巴士上，我和邻座的日本姐姐，她说她刚从珠峰东北坡徒步归来终于坐了回车顶，有点小紧张哎混在尼泊尔（第五、六天） 2012年10月15、16日晴在费瓦湖上空飞翔：walk, walk…run ! 来博卡拉之前，我就打算留一点时间在费瓦湖发呆。我得思考一些问。不然就这样乐呵呵地傻玩，有点太浮躁了。思考于我，就像呼吸，停滞意味着死亡。那天清晨，我真的在费瓦湖边上坐了2个小时。湖水静静的，蓝的像是上帝留在人间的一块蓝宝石。谁也不认识我，没人来打搅我。在湖边的草地上，露水打湿了我的肩头和屁屁，我想了很多很多。我为什么出来旅行？就是来寻找快乐的吗？是，好像又不完全是。静下心来分析，在深沉的意识里，我其实是出来寻找两个坐：我在这个世界的坐，中华文化在这个世界的坐。出门旅行，我习惯带着地图——我得弄清我所在的位置，我未来要走向哪里。人生也是一次旅行，我也要清楚自己身在何处，意向何方？上帝派我来，让我受了这么多磨难，到底是要我干什么的？为了弄清楚这些，我得作一些比较——我要看看别的人是怎样生活的，看看落后国家的人怎样生活，也看看发达国家的人怎样生活。以此反照自己：我这样子生活是对的吗，我是否在浪费生命，我该在人生观、世界观、价值观上作哪些调整？我也在观察别国的文化，先进的，落后的，生机勃勃的，死水一潭的……我拿他们和中华文化相比较，明确中华文化的地位，预测中华文化的走向，并按照自己的意志对她的走向进行干预。尽管这种干预微不足道，但我心里要保持清醒，决不能活得含含糊糊，不明不白。我不是一个极限运动的挑战者，也不是一个探险家，我只是在寻找。因此我不做在死亡边缘走钢丝的游戏。我出来时，老娘交代又交代：我支持你旅行，但你不要冒险。你要知道，对于这个世界来说，你个人微不足道，但是对于我们家来说，你就是一切。我有过在死亡边缘挣扎的体验，那是一种“活着就好，其它神马都是浮云”的彻悟，那种感受我没有忘记，毋需再次体味。我谨记着老娘的叮咛，时时注意安全。从西藏开始，我不断遇到旅行牛人，有的从4月份就出来了，一直在印度、尼泊尔、西藏地区游荡。我好生羡慕。照我现在的节奏，一年才走2个国家，何年何月才能把这个世界走完？我好想一年有11.5个月在外面旅行啊。但我知道，我做不到这样。我有家，有爱，有欧派，不是无根的浮萍，随风飘荡。真正的流浪者，其实是不幸的，因为没有人牵挂，因为总会有倦鸟思归的时候，归来却空空的行囊。我还是做一个边工作边旅行的人吧，儿子、丈夫、父亲，领导、朋友、下属，这些角色我都要演好，“一个都不能少”。书归正传。15日离开加都，我坐了9个小时的tourest bus(观光巴士)到博卡拉。车票是在凤凰宾馆前台订的，550卢比。那天清晨，boy带我们走了8分钟街路来到巴士车站，走在我旁边的是个一声不吭的精壮汉子，他就是一句外语不会也敢闯天下的辽宁老李。从这天起，哥哥我开始捡人了。在车上，老李坐在我旁边，和我叙了一路。据他说，他是辽宁一个市的公务员，单位二把手。过去，因为天天接送女儿上学，在家宅了好多年。去年，女儿上大学走了，他才抽出时间出去玩儿，先是学摄影，后来又爱上了登山徒步。他的梦想，是今年走ABC,明年走EBC，后年再走一个比EBC更大的环线。呵呵，老李跟尼泊尔雪山较上劲了。搞笑的老李，把QQ说成“球球”，把奥迪Q5说成是“四环求5”。更让人大跌眼镜的是，他居然一句外语不会讲就闯荡到尼泊尔来了。不过老李的攻略做得很细，第一天到哪儿，第二天到哪儿，背夫在哪儿找，小费一般给多少，他都门儿清。来之前，他就在“球球”上和博卡拉中国旅馆的女老板燕子联系好了，来了就住“燕巢”，我还是他推荐到燕巢的呢。不过，不会外语，一路上吃饭、上厕所确实不方便。该哥哥我大显身手了。经过几天的磨练，我已经有了不小的进步，这一路，老李点菜、入厕、买饮料、抽烟借火，都是我罩着。车到山前必有路，平时记不清的单词、句式什么的，真到用的时候，自然而然就从嘴里迸出来，我自己都觉得惊奇。我慢慢有了信心。要知道，在尼泊尔，外语为王。那些外语好的小米女、小蟀锅，你不知道有多牛气，我这个教授级人物，在他们面前哪里还有师道尊严？现在，我渐渐找到了感觉，原来大大的舌头，现在赶了个时髦，变得卷卷的了；原来磕磕巴巴，欲说还休，现在变连贯了；原来是说单词，现在可以说短句了。我在进步。在“燕巢”入住之后，老李陪我上街找滑翔公司问价。沿着费瓦湖岸，一排溜有很多家旅行社，有的可以办理徒步，有的经营滑翔、漂流。我俩问了几家，用简单外语跟人家交流，居然把什么都弄得清清楚楚。从滑翔公司出门，我俩不禁哈哈大笑。成，咱打通了任督二脉，到了可以自由行的境界了。晚上，我和老李到中国人开的兰花饭店喝酒。老李第二天要上雪山，吃了很多肉。吃过饭，老李在宾馆阳台遇到一个叫娟子的浙江女驴，听说她也上布恩山徒步，带来见我。这个娟子，不是个凡角，她每年有6个月在外面旅行。人家旅行，从来不花钱买车票，一路搭车，军车、警车、拖拉机，什么都搭过。在西藏当雄，她搭了一辆藏族人的拖拉机去纳木错，一下子深入到藏区原始村落腹地，走不出来了，在人家家里白吃白住耗了4天，而且没有被侵犯。她在国际交友网上交了一个德国男友，那德国人要“嫁”到中国，而她想去德国，两人正僵持着。论英语单词，她记得比我多，论句子，我稍强一筹。我就把她捡了。我的滑翔安排在16日的中午12点。滑翔的价格是5000卢比，照片、录像光盘是1700卢比，可要可不要，我选择了要。一辆大吉普拉了5个人到萨朗科山上，那坡上已经有好多人在准备滑翔了。我的教练是捷克布拉格人，他给我们讲解注意事项，我基本听懂了：贵重物品放在屁股底下的滑翔袋里，不要蹲，不要跳，walk ,walk ,run ……fly !(走，走，跑……飞！)第一次起飞失败，第二次起飞成功。捷克教练带着我在空中飞了26分钟。我们盘旋上升，又盘旋下降，看尽费瓦湖和博卡拉风光。这是我首次这么深切地体味飞翔的滋味，那是一种脱离红尘看红尘的感觉。那一刻，我身上散尽了厨房的油烟味，不再凡俗，不再庸碌，而是像一个浪漫的王子，正在经历童话。这个过程虽然短暂，仅仅26分钟，但我已满足。原来，生活还有另一种感觉，值得我们去追求，去期待。为此而付出努力是值得的。飞翔仅仅26分钟，但感觉终身难忘捷克教练在讲解起飞要领有人起飞了降落后，教练在收伞早上，我送别辽宁老李，他要去ABC（安纳普纳环线）徒步宁静的费瓦湖费瓦湖上湖边的尼泊尔美少女湖心岛上，我和僧人祈福的少女来博卡拉的路上，我们就吃这样的食物混在尼泊尔（第七到第十天）2012年10月17日—20日那谁，你娘喊你参加全球美女帅哥大Party!——布恩山徒步琐记尼泊尔拥有全世界最好的徒步线路，路上风景美，设施完备，毋需重装穿越。到尼泊尔不去徒步，真的是一种遗憾。因为时间限制，我不能去ABC(安纳普纳环线，9天),更不能去EBC（珠峰大本营环线，18天），我只能选择时间稍短的poon hill环线（布恩山，4天）。不管是哪一种徒步，都要办进山证和劳务证。进山证是国家公园保护区的门票，劳务证是使用背夫的许可。如果你不使用背夫，也要办理劳务证（20美金），使用背夫则只需要10美金，尼泊尔政府以此鼓励你雇用背夫。在博卡拉，自己去保护区办公室办理两证，需要2900卢比（在使用背夫的情况下），宾馆帮你办理，需要3100卢比。我懒得费事，就让宾馆办理了。多出200卢比，也就是10来块钱的事。宾馆给我找的背夫叫“谷卖得”，是个24岁的当地青年，会说简单的英语，也会几句汉语，如：哥哥，累不累？冷不冷？好吃吗？等等。我自己背着摄影包，把三脚架、衣服、纯净水、从国内带的一点食品让他背，一天给1000卢比工钱。政府规定，走小环线的背夫，背包不能重于20公斤，我的只有11公斤，比我自己身上的摄影包重不了多少。早上，我在燕巢慢悠悠地吃了早餐：两片烤的焦焦的吐司，两个煎蛋，一根香蕉，一杯牛奶咖啡，才160卢比，很好。boy给我叫了一辆的士，说好1500卢比到徒步的起点南崖瀑（nayapul）。娟子和我一起走，但她说自己钱包瘪，只搭车，不出钱，我也不好意思说你不出钱就别坐。有个香港男孩丁丁，昨晚说好要跟我一起去徒步，后来看到一个小美女，就把我pass了。说到丁丁，我得多说两句。这家伙已经31岁了，还跟个小孩儿一样，走哪儿都抱着一个布娃娃小驴，说是他的吉祥物。可笑的是，见到漂亮姑娘，他就要上去搭讪，屁颠屁颠地给人家买啤酒、买牛奶，要求跟人家一起玩。这两天，滑翔、划船我都带着他，但他一搭上美女，立马不理我了。我看他不是来旅行的，就是来追女仔的。这也是旅途中的一类人吧。第一天，徒步6个小时，强度不大，途中景色一般，晚上住在乌勒瑞（Ulleri）。这一天，我和一对韩国情侣，哥伦比亚“微笑姐”琳达，还有娟子，结伴行走。尼泊尔徒步，每过1个小时，甚至半个小时，就有一个休息站，可以吃饭、买水、住宿。那建筑五颜六色的，在绿色的山谷里格外醒目，看起来很美。住宿一般很便宜，150到200卢比一间，合人民币十几块钱。床很小，没有电视，也没有wifi。一路上，背夫的住宿、伙食由客栈免费提供，但客人必须消费。客人不消费，背夫就没得饭吃。琳达中午不吃饭，但考虑背夫要吃，只好要了一份尼餐，自己喝蔬菜汤，主食给背夫吃。琳达是个可爱的姑娘，苗条的身材，长长的腿，永远都是一副笑模样。在乌勒瑞住下，我先去洗澡，再去吃饭。那里有简易的公共洗澡间，可免费洗澡。水不太热，勉强可洗。但是喝的开水是收费的，一玻璃杯20卢比， 1升60卢比。我喝水厉害，一早一晚消费了180卢比。几个老外带着气罐上来，自己煮开水，省了开水钱。到达休息点。每个休息点都是一个景点。我问她：昨天在费瓦湖划船的是你吗？她说：不是，我哪儿都没去，我家就住在后面。左起：“微笑姐”琳达、琳达的背夫、娟子、我早上，坐在乌勒瑞旅馆的阳台上用膳，山谷里布满阳光徒步路上第二天，徒步5个小时，景色一般，不如川西。中午1点就到了计划中的住宿点格拉帕尼（Ghorepani）。这是布恩山最高峰下的小村庄，住在这里是为了早晨冲顶看雪山日出。这一路，我跟法国老帅哥帕瑞一起走，那老兄体力真好，中途很少休息。他说他自己有一个养牛场，我估计他牛肉吃得多。我的背夫谷卖得不像昨天那样紧紧跟着我，而是粘在娟子屁股后面，跟她套瓷。到达格拉帕尼之后，我睡了一觉，醒来推开旅馆的窗户就看到了雪山。我和帕瑞、一个德国帅哥、娟子在旅馆门口的观景平台上度过了黄昏时光，喝茶聊天。看得出，那个扎着马尾巴的高大的德国人很喜欢娟子，约好明天跟他一起走。娟子是中国人认为长相一般而老外特别喜欢的那种人，外国人和中国人审美观就是不同。晚上吃饭时，谷卖得凑过来说话。在一本尼泊尔杂志上，谷卖得画了一个一箭穿心的图案，旁边写了一行英文：Ilove you，然后给娟子看。这家伙，想找娟子一夜情呢。燕巢的女老板燕子，就是在尼泊尔徒步时遇到他现在的丈夫的，当时他是她的背夫兼向导。两人产生了感情，燕子就嫁到尼泊尔来了。谷卖得难道想照单复制？娟子笑笑，把杂志推给我看，我在下面写了一行字：You can take her to your home,but please give me money first（你可以带她回屋，但请先给我钱），给谷卖得看。那家伙看完就讪讪地走了。一个背夫，太花心了。我本来在徒步结束的时候想给他1000块钱小费的，但因为这件事，我只给他200块钱。太不敬业鸟。日照雪山。所有美的要素——云彩、雪山、晨曦、人群，很难凑到一张照片上，很遗憾。徒步路上看到的鱼尾峰即将起跳的盟态。我说过的：你要快乐你就跳。布恩山顶征途塔嗒帕尼，一个很美的住宿点，我越过了神秘的安纳普纳峰我和法国老帅哥帕瑞第三天，是强度最大的一天，徒步10个小时；也是风景最美的一天，看到了雪山日出和世外桃源。早上4点15就起床了，爬了40分钟的山，上到布恩山顶看日出。天很冷，我穿上了羽绒衣。谷卖得在前面带路，空着两只手。走了差不多有20分钟，我一想，不对呀，凭神马我背着沉重的摄影包而他空着手呢，谁是谁的背夫呀？我说：“谷卖得.”他说“嗯”。我说“Please help me ,”他这才把摄影包接过去。日出很壮观，日照金山很美，这些有照片为证，我就不赘言了。山顶人很多，世界各国的都有，简直就是全球米女蟀锅的大Party。在山顶，我遇到了一个也在燕巢住宿的姑娘。我问：“跟你一起的丁丁呢？他不是要和你徒步的吗？”姑娘说：“那小孩儿太不靠谱了，见到更漂亮的美女就把我放单了。”呵呵，搞笑。第三天的徒步开始下行了，但中间也有几次上坡。网上有人说，布恩山徒步很轻松，老头老太太穿着人字拖就上去了，纯属谎言。那路根本就是原始的砍柴小道，拖鞋在这儿是没有办法行走的。感谢淮南三毛户外运动俱乐部，我在那儿团购的高帮防水登山鞋在布恩山发挥了大作用，我如履平地，视石如灰，走得很科学、很舒服。（在这儿，我也得批评一下南京自由兵户外，我在那儿网购的2升登山水袋，在前往西藏纳木错的路上漏水了，导致我一路屁屁坐在潮垫子上。幸亏我人品好，相机没被水淹）。话说没走几步，娟子说她胃痛。我说我这里有热水，你喝点吧，不过你得找个杯子。但是这荒山野岭，哪里有杯子呢？无奈，娟子就着我的水壶喝了。但是……但是我看见她把喝到嘴里的茶叶又吐了回去。我狠狠地皱了一下眉头。后来…..后来我磨磨蹭蹭在后面拍片子，渐渐和她拉远了距离，以后再没有见到她。下午6点，我到达世外桃源甘杜克（Ghandruk），住进了甘杜克的安纳普纳旅馆。这是我四天中住的最好、最贵的旅馆，500卢比一晚，有卫生间和淋浴。但洗澡水基本不热，我洗了个冷水浴。到达时天就黑了，没来及观景。早晨一起床，哗，窗外就是鲜花和雪山，赶紧的，提着相机去拍照。这是一个建在山坡上的小村庄，原汁原味的尼泊尔风情，石头房子，碎石路，房前屋后种满了鲜花，村民纯朴而友好。我冒昧地到人家家里家访，没有受到拒绝，拍了好多有意思的照片。甘杜克，我住的旅馆在旅馆里吃早餐尼泊尔美少妇 “孩子们，咱们玩个老鹰捉小鸡好吗？”在人家炕头上拍滴第四天，徒步4小时回到南崖瀑，坐local bus 回博卡拉。不表。混在尼泊尔（第十一、十二天）2012年10月21、22日捡个美女去漂流回到博卡拉，我馋了，想吃中餐想吃肉。布恩山徒步四天，吃了四天尼餐，顿顿土豆咖喱米饭，把我吃腻了。最后一天中午，实在不想吃尼餐，就点了一个意大利面，一个巧克力布丁，但是貌似木有吃饱。所以回来那天晚上，我在兰花餐厅，点了三个菜：一个铁板牛肉，一个炒蔬杂，一个蒜蓉拌黄瓜，还有一个西红柿鸡蛋汤，一小瓶虎跑泉白酒，全部扫光见底。吃饭前，我在宾馆前台交了2200卢比，订了漂流回加都的联程票。吃完饭，我在庭院里上wifi，听到几个人叽哩嘎啦讲着英语进来了，坐在我邻桌。在中国人的旅店里讲英语，我猜这些是日本人，因为这个旅店还是有一小部分非中国住客。我没抬头，继续在微博上发消息。过了一会，一个女的用中文说：“对面那个淡定哥，看手机看得好专心哦，不搭理我们哦。”啊？原来是中国人啊。既然是中国人，咱不能不理啊，于是就聊了一会。说话的女的有三十三、四岁，蒙古人，在中国外交部下属的一个分支机构工作。坐在她对面的是大连姑娘李曼，两人也是在博卡拉认识的，一起玩了几天。那个李曼，她不去徒步，也不去探洞，就每天坐在费瓦湖边晒太阳，发呆。谁谁去劝她去徒步，她都微笑摇头。她“不羡鸳鸯不羡仙，只羡山茶开湖边”，人称“淡定姐”。听说我明儿漂流回加都，“淡定姐”高兴地拍起手来：“哈哈，我运气怎么这么好啊，一路遇到大哥大姐照顾。明儿漂流我不怕啦，我不会游泳啊。”蒙古姐姐郑重地交代：“这是我路上遇到的好妹妹，她娇气，您一定照顾好她。”我说您放心吧，照顾美女我会用心的。21号早上7点半，我们出发，乘坐一辆tourest bus往加都方向走。10点40到达一个小镇，在路边的漂流公司换装备。正在这时，来了两个骑自行车的中国人，老姜和小卢。他们一个从西藏骑过来，一个从缅甸金三角骑过来，都晒得黢黑。我们四个和两个塞尔维亚胖大姐及他们的导游一起漂流。尼泊尔漂流，不似我们中国漂流平和，那真的是一个险滩接一个险滩。浪高时把我们送上云天，峰低时把我们摔入谷底，全身没一处干纱。教练指挥着我们，时而急流重桨，时而借势轻漂。滩平处，我们四个和两个塞尔维亚胖姐姐赛歌，一首接一首。两个胖姐姐高兴极了，时不时开怀大笑，笑得山谷朗朗回响。我们的情绪也受到感染，扑扑腾腾跟着教练翻到水里去游泳。三位女士不想下水，都被教练强拉入水，全部湿身……。可惜相机不允许带到橡皮舟上，没有留下惊险刺激而又快乐的镜头。李曼得瑟一下整装待发漂流3个半小时（中间上岸在树林子里吃了一顿尼泊尔午餐），我们和老姜、小卢告别，上车继续往加都进发。天渐暗，风凉了，我们全身潮透透，坐在靠车门的位置，好冷。我把摄影包的防雨罩拿给李曼盖上，她还是冷。衣服都放在车尾的行李箱里了。“淡定姐”这时候不淡定了，抖抖索索地让售票员停车，售票员光答应就是不跟司机说。看李曼冷得不行，酱紫下去会生病的，我走到司机边上说话了：“Driver,please stay a little time ,my friend fill cold,very cold .We need to take the closh .”(司机，请停一小下，我的朋友冷了，很冷。我们需要拿衣服。)司机听了，赶紧停车。我们穿上厚衣服，气定神闲到了加都。我仍然住在凤凰宾馆东楼206，这是事先打电话给龚姐订的。早上起来，我知道，这是我在尼泊尔的最后一天了，我还有一个烧尸庙没看，决定上午去看烧尸庙。神佑我，在出行的这么多天里，我木有感冒，木有拉肚，木有高反。每天晚上倒头就睡，一夜不做梦，不上厕所，早上6点准时醒，睁开眼就感到神清气爽、精力充沛。我觉得自己还行，还能走很多地方。但愿最后一天功德圆满。烧尸庙在加都边上，和猴庙正好反方向。我决定坐“卢谷乐”去。“卢谷乐”就是我们所说的“拐的”，带蓬的载人机动三轮，很便宜。出了旅馆门，我就问哪里有卢谷乐，一路问一路走。拐进特米尔区的一个小巷子里，一个司机让我上他的小面包。我说：“From here to Pashupatinath temple,how much ?(从这里到烧尸庙，多少钱？)”他伸出了3个指头：“Three hundred ”（三百）。我说：“It seems a little higher .One hundred,ok?”（看起来有点高了。一百，可以吗？）“No,no.”我这边正在跟司机砍价，对面来了两个中国姑娘，说：大哥你要去哪里？我说我去烧尸庙，我想坐卢谷乐去。她们问，坐卢谷乐多少钱？我说，20卢比吧。一个带牙套的姑娘说，那我也去。就这样，我把小聪捡了。走了几步，迎面遇到小聪认识的两个男青年，他们听了我们的计划，也要跟我们走。这样，我又把小孙、小马捡了。四个人乘卢谷乐到了烧尸庙。攻略上说，烧尸庙是印度教神庙，非印度教徒是不给进的，只能隔河相望。但是现在开始卖门票了，买了门票好多地方就能进了。门票500卢比。我和胖小孙买票进去了，小聪和瘦小马不愿意花钱，在门外跟保安套瓷，后来没要票也进来了。据说，小聪是用一个飞吻打倒了保安，小马跟着沾光了。看完烧尸庙，我们四个又去了附近的博纳佛塔，又是我和小孙买票，他们俩逃票。一上午就这样过去了。烧尸庙死者的长子点燃火种我和胖小孙、瘦小马、女小聪同游烧尸庙庙里，吹笛子的修行者下午，李曼陪我上街买伴手礼。进入尼泊尔之后，我换了2500块钱，加上在樟木换的1000块钱，我已经花了近3500块钱（人民币）。兜里的卢比不多了，我从前台又换了500块钱。这样子够我买礼品和明儿打的到机场了。13天，4000块钱，这样的消费太便宜啦。李曼是个可爱的姑娘。其实她是沈阳人，东北大学毕业后，在大连开了一家自己的公司，做高校后勤部门的生意。我在写这篇游记的时候，她正从网上给我传照片。我说我要把你写在游记里。她说你不如给我介绍个优秀的男孩吧，我29了，到了找男盆友的时候了。你那边有优秀的男孩，我不介意到淮南安家。我说我记下了，会给你上心。（弟弟们，谁有意就跟我联系啊。）晚上，和李曼、小孙、小马一起吃饭。吃完饭，上街溜达一圈，回来上楼睡觉。进了门，我打了一个大大的哈欠，这才发现，我累了，想家了——想念夫人温存的目光，想念儿子干净的微笑。我在思念中入梦。（全文完）李曼说我给她发的照片有点小了，又发来几张照片。我现在贴上去。优秀而强壮的尚在单身的弟弟们，睁开你的慧眼吧，看看清楚哦，一点不掺假的有文化、有事业而又温柔可爱的美女。后记：应筒子们的要求，我晒一下尼泊尔之行的账单—— 总共花费3500元（不含回程机票）。其中吃800元，住600元，在尼泊尔交通400元，其余为门票、进山证、滑翔、漂流等费用。（更多精彩游记请进我空间https//user.qzone.qq.com/391583130/infocenter#!app=2&via=QZ.HashRefresh&pos=CATalog_list）李曼从川西回来，我才发现，最壮美的风光还数川西。尼泊尔、澳大利亚、菲律宾什么的都是小景。([]

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