是的，我回来了，从我热爱的西藏，遥远的拉萨回来了……记得那天，同行的队友在信息里说：我现在醉氧呢，你呐，到家后怎么样？记得那天，户外的老友问我：你西藏行的图片和文字呢？我们期待你的帖子呢！记得那天，那天，那天……我一直在回忆中不停的整理那些已经变成“昨天”的相片，突然觉得无论相片拍得有多烂，我都舍不得删掉…… ——记附加队友“橄榄”的游记帖子：且撤且珍惜——记我的2014西藏珠峰东坡、希夏邦马峰南坡之旅(全文完 )https//bbs.8264.com/thread-2177860-1-1.html —— 前序 —— 今天，我开始在断断续续的回忆中写那段还未曾远去的日子。写我在西藏的步履，便会不由自主的想起一路上看到的那些双手合十、高举头顶、一步三叩的虔诚和执着；写我在西藏的步履，还会有一种感觉让我情不自禁的想起那些清澈的眼眸，总想再抱一抱他们，那些淳朴的孩子，是他们让我的身心，还有那曾经途中的坚强，没来由的在今夜再一次，再一次败给了记忆中的这一份“柔软”……是的，今夜我还是想你，想你之际会令所有的“思念”肆意地顺脸淌下，流进嘴角，咸咸的，涩涩的……这种感觉像极了一场绵长而无果的爱恋，在每一个夜深人静的夜晚从未远离。 ——记藏传佛教文化…… 藏区的孩子…… 去西藏，去雪域高原，终点不是目的，路上的每一天，每一个恰到好处的瞬间，才是生命中难得一见的美景。转山、转水、转佛塔，还有那佛前的磕长头、酥油灯前的许愿，这些所有的修心、修性和修行，即使不能融入和参与，我想，今生若能有缘就这样默默地注视着，也很好…… ——记（橄榄摄）美丽而神圣的“布达拉宫”……（橄榄摄）在布达拉宫，在大昭寺，在八廓街，在甜茶馆，在每一处神山圣水的脚下，都会让你受到那一份份微笑着的美好祝福：扎西德勒！在山顶撒一把“隆达”祈祷平安，在飞扬的“风马旗”下敬祝神山，在碧蓝色的湖边，在洁白的雪山之间，撑一顶帐篷，去感受清晨或是傍晚那一缕阳光的洗礼……活在当下，珍惜每一天——让我们在行走的途中“修行”——哪怕只是对身边的人露出微笑…… ——记我在西藏…… 我在西藏……（橄榄摄）海拔5000米的跳跃……（橄榄摄）我在“珠峰东坡” 我在“希夏邦马南坡” 在这里，所有的一切就如同落在白纸上，变得简单而直白…… 我并不是特热衷写游记，只是每次远行归来，我总会在想，怎样才能留住这些渐行渐远的时光？对我而言，也许把途中点点滴滴的记录汇集在一起才算是一次有意义的出行的结束吧。也许，如果有一天我真的老了，在人生末路的渡口徜徉，在青丝白发，铅华褪尽的沧海桑田，那些让人感动的东西再也感动不了我，令人悲伤的事情再也不能让我流泪，那时，如若可以，我愿在等待岁月苍老的回忆中再一次邂逅这一路的“温暖”；那时，如若可以，我希望还能在这里看到，或是听到我的孩子们为我读这些文字，在似曾相识的画面里，在密密麻麻满是“昨天”的字里行间，想起昔日繁华的风景和风景里的我们，然后，然后让“思念如花”……——记感谢记忆里有你——首先感谢为我践行和接风的队友和家人…… 感谢拉萨的朋友们和两位偶遇拼车的香港美眉， ——谢谢你们的相约与相伴…… 感谢一路有你——与家乡环华骑行的“朱世岱”老师相逢拉萨，感谢您带给我他乡遇故人的激动和感动……感谢一路有你——曾经“狼塔C+V”路上的队友，感谢你们在回程途中对我的热情款待…… 感谢记忆里有你——谢谢你们带给我雪域高原旷野中的真诚…… 今天，敞开心扉，要感谢生命，更要感谢你们——感谢有缘与你们同行在AA相约的路上，感谢途中不离不弃的情谊，因为你们的自信与阳光，让我由衷的敬佩与信任，因为你们的加入，让我的西藏之行更精彩……风中，雨中，暴雪中，我们一起走过，你们让我看到了户外领域的风采和户外人的素质。当时光匆匆，别去经年，我们终将会在漫长的岁月中明白最美好的也许不是那一路的风景，而是我们曾经并肩走过的那些个转身的等待和惜惜问候的细节……一缕清风，一丝细雨，一片飞雪，在生命中变成永远难忘的初心，温暖了曾经所有的过往，别后，一声念安，一句祝福，足矣…… ——记“珠峰东坡”徒步的全体队友（从左至右）：轻装队员：辽宁的“走来走去”和“随心”、广西的“明成”重装队员：贵州的“橄榄”、云南的“时光”、本人合影于“优帕村”——徒步“珠峰东坡”的起点……合影于“希夏邦马”南坡徒步的途中……合影于“希夏邦马”南坡的营地…… 贵州的队友“橄榄”，是我去年“贡嘎”之行的队长，一路上很会搭讪和沟通（号称“雨神”，这点是我所不能及的）…… 云南的队友“时光”，或骑行或徒步曾多次进藏，是一名我所信赖的骚大夫，（也是大名鼎鼎的“雨神”，据说拉萨一别后的日子他可是到哪儿哪下雨）…… （一）启程拉萨又是一场雨，让闷热的午后变得清凉，在这样一个下过雨的傍晚，约三五知己小聚在这空濛的夜色里，谈人生，谈生命，谈令人向往的外面的世界。他们说，你又在路上！走的如此匆忙，让我们再一次追寻着你的足迹；他们说，你怎么能放得下？离得开？舍得去远方看风光无限？是的，生活就是这样，有些事看起来很难，其实做起来很容易——例如“远行”；有些事做起来很难，看起来很却很容易——例如“行走”……——记启程相送，归来相迎，所有的感激之情都在心中…… 从这一刻起，愿途中所有的收获“入眼成景，入心成禅”…… 幸亏提前了一天，飞机经停银川时因拉萨贡嘎机场沙尘暴而被迫停飞，当晚航空公司安排食宿，调整起飞时间…… 第二天到达“贡嘎机场”已经是正午，25元坐机场大巴不到两个小时到市内，还好，下午办理日喀则地区的边防证比较顺利…… 入住预定的位于拉萨市北京中路亚宾馆旁边的“风马飞扬旅舍”，这里住着是很多骑行爱好者，不愧是“车友之家…… 环境优雅的“风马飞扬旅舍”…… 这里住宿方便、整洁，环境温馨、安静，还有温文尔雅、端庄漂亮的老板娘…… 充分利用短暂的午后时光——我想，逛街和吃应该是所有初来拉萨的朋友们别无选择的节奏…… 大昭寺一景…… 相识是缘——感谢拉萨热情的朋友们…… ([]

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以后再也不虐了！ 2010年国庆节期间，在泸沽湖稻城亚丁徒步的路上，当我一次次离开队伍溜进路边的小树林痛苦地拉肚子的时候，当我一次次地抚摸我那疼痛的左腿膝盖的时候，当我浑身酸软无力迈着沉重的双腿疲惫地一步步地向前蹭的时候，我恨恨地一遍遍地对自己说：以后再也不虐了！是的，以后再也不虐了！我要好好地爱护好我的膝盖，以使自己还能多玩几年户外。我要好好地爱护我的身体，以使自己能尽情地享受这日益美好的物质文化生活。我要多走些休闲性的线路甚至是些旅游景点，多一些闲适，少一些风吹日晒…… 可是，当我翻过邛引村后的垭口突然发现那将山坡染得彤红一片的楸树的时候，当我到达当天的营地晒着太阳喝着咖啡看漫天云卷云舒的时候，当我在亚丁的草海留连忘返找个安静的小山坡眯上眼睛打盹的时候，当我在稻城前往香格里拉的路上眼前突然出现那红得像簇簇火焰的狼毒花的时候，当我在电脑前一遍遍翻看此行拍的所有照片的时候，我禁不住又怯怯地想：以后…以后…再也不虐了？第一章双流机场：有缘的人会再相见 “老史！” 9月21日晚，成都双流机场人来人往。我身后背个大包，胸前背个小包，再挂个单反，全副武装地走向机场出站口。出站通道很像是一个T型台，三面挤满了来接站的人。场面那是相当滴隆重和火爆。当然，他们不是来接我的…… 就在我昂首挺胸地向前进时，那个细细的很清脆的女声突然在我耳畔响起。扭头一看，有点不敢相信，指点着她的鼻子说：“怎么是你啊？！” 这个女子是土豆。今年端午节，我们刚刚一起走了莲花湖-伍须海的徒步穿越。和土豆的相识很有戏剧性。那一天，我像个巡海的夜叉一般在论坛闲逛的时候，土豆加了我的QQ，问我她明明发了一个AA约伴的帖子，怎么居然给她转到商业版块了。我连忙申明这事不是我干的（坏事一般都不是我干的），因为我只有转出帖子的权限，但没有转进帖子的权限。后来经过了解，我也专门进了她的QQ群了解情况，她确实发的是AA制活动。于是，就向AA版块的版主说明了一下，将帖子重新给她转到了AA版。只是我这一加进她的群，就上了贼船。土豆的征伴帖，目的地是莲花湖-伍须海徒步。他们在群里聊线路，聊攻略，我看着看着，就上钩了，决定报名。但结果，土豆和我，一个领队，一个副领队，皆因为某些原因没有成行。冬去春来。某一日我偶然打开了早就屏蔽的那个群时，发现他们又在讨论那条线路。原来土豆和一帮朋友又决定今年端午节再相约走这条线路。土豆说，老史，你也一块吧，正好五缺一呢。我说好！ 2010年的端午节，我们驴友6人，在莲花湖-伍须海徒步穿越中，走过了一条难忘的线路，度过了难忘的几天。特别是在黑漆漆的塔公草原上，在风中雨中，在泥泞中，我们并肩战斗，一路连推带拉带拽，终于和那辆苦命的面包车一起在凌晨时分顺利回到了康定县城。 “你怎么在这里啊？”我对突然出现在双流机场欢迎人群中的土豆感到非常惊讶。我知道她肯定不是因为欢迎我才出现在这里。在此之前的MSN上交流中，土豆说要去尼泊尔。而她的男友ROFFEE，我们莲花湖-伍须海穿越的队友，则要独自骑行川藏线。而就在我这次出行前，土豆听说我要去徒步泸沽湖稻城亚丁，还专门把在亚丁一重要岗位工作的朋友的电话告诉了我，告诉我如果在亚丁有什么事情处理，她朋友肯定会帮忙摆平。土豆刚从上海飞到成都，在双流机场都没来得及出机场大厅。她提前赶到，然后在此接ROFFEE。遗憾的是，ROFFEE明明从2号通道出来，她却误跑到了1号通道。于是，该接的人没接到，不该接的人却接上了…… 于是一起等ROFFEE。在此期间，经数次通话，终于和前来接我的本次泸沽湖稻城亚丁徒步队友老铁棍接上了头——他跑到2号通道去了。几个月没见，和土豆、ROFFEE在双流机场的不期而遇，让我们都又惊又喜。要知道，我们三人初次见面，就是在双流机场。因为老铁棍开车来机场接我，要直接拉我去郫县，而ROFFEE的自行车不方便携带，我们只好遗憾话别。在去郫县的路上，我给同走莲花湖-伍须海的老相发了条手机短信，说我在双流机场居然遇到土豆和ROFFEE了。老相回复道：缘份呐第二章关于老铁棍这个人老铁棍，土生土长的四川人。包工头。此次泸沽湖稻城亚丁徒步，我们给老铁棍起了个绰号：万人迷。另外，徒步过程中我们给老铁棍一个集体的评价：包工头不可怕，就怕包工头有文化。老铁棍“万人迷”的绰号是我们到达亚丁景区后封给他的。经过8天的风吹日晒，我们个个灰头土脸，脸色黝黑。老铁棍更是8天没洗过脸，满脸的晒伤。但他喜欢笑，一笑就露出两个小酒窝和一嘴大牙。河北的猫就说：老铁棍，我现在发现你的牙真白啊！饶是如此，当我们背着大包穿行在亚丁景区的人流中时，老铁棍还是被一个美女给拦了下来。“帅哥，你背的包好大哦，我好佩服你哦。明天能带偶去卡斯地狱谷不？” 老铁棍连忙把墨镜一推推到了额头上，两眼放光、满脸堆笑地说：“好哦好哦，我们明天就去哦！”我敢打赌，当时他连卡斯地狱谷在哪都不知道！在荒草野岭里走了8天，那形象说实话不太上镜。但在这样的情况下还能被美女给盯上，我等一干人等既忌妒又羡慕。老铁棍很牛逼地低头微微一笑对我们说：“哥这叫沧桑，知道不？” 于是，大家集体授予老铁棍一个绰号：万人迷。不仅美女喜欢万人迷，男人也喜欢他，当然也喜欢他的一手好厨艺。如果我们这次要评选什么什么最佳人气奖的话，那最佳得主肯定非老铁棍莫属。和社会上传说的包工头不一样，老铁棍是个很豪爽仗义的人。本来老铁棍决定在家过完中秋节再出发和大家集合，因为我们原计划订的是26号从泸沽湖出发。但我想在泸沽湖环湖徒步，决定提前到达泸沽湖等待大部队，而不是和别的队友一样全部在丽江集合。老铁棍是成都人，有他同行我肯定会方便很多。所以我忽悠老铁棍22号晚上和我一起从成都火车出发去西昌，然后再转汽车去泸沽湖。老铁棍立马答应了。后来我才意识到22号是中秋节感觉不好意思。我俩确定好行程后，老铁棍提前买下了从成都出发去西昌的卧铺车票。但很惭愧地向我道歉，说没买到软卧，只有硬卧车票了。我差点被雷翻。问：你是新驴吧？老铁棍鄂然说：你怎么知道？我说你居然还要坐软卧！老铁棍确实是个不折不扣的新驴，泸沽湖稻城亚丁，这条我梦寐多年的徒步线路，居然是他的入门线路。唉，这世道，变化太快了…… 我曾经问老铁棍为什么会对户外感兴趣。老铁棍说经过多年的打拼，他忽然失去了对生活应有的热情。“我和一个朋友在茶馆聊天聊了整整一个上午，聊理想，聊人生，越聊越感觉生活没什么意思，感觉对生活没啥激情了。一次上天涯，偶然发现了这个出行约伴的帖子，感觉这样的活动不错，就报名了。”老铁棍告诉我。虽然老铁棍对户外的事情不太懂，但丝毫没影响他对团队的热情。他专门买了两本类似《户外圣经》一类的书装在了背包里，打包时就拿出书来比对着看，一边看一边问我对不对。他不仅把我在成都的行程包括吃住玩安排得滴水不漏，而且以自己的热情、体力还有风趣幽默，得到了大家的普遍赞同。以致于团队按原计划在稻城解散后，大部分队友都跟他一起包车回成都了。所以大家在路上感慨地说：包工头不可怕，就怕包工头有文化！这个包工头虽然有文化，但他的四川话讲得和唱歌一样好听，普通话可就不敢恭维了。我俩在泸沽湖一块呆了三天，他担心我听不懂四川话，就努力讲普通话。记得一次租自行车时，他一遍遍地对我说：“走，先去办手术（续），办手术（续）。”我没听明白，旁边一个美女笑喷了：“帅哥，求您了，您还是讲四川话吧！” 泸沽湖稻城亚丁徒步结束后，老铁棍的感受是：无论天堂地狱，如果只是吃饱睡好到达终点，目少了，人生就会很简单。第三章格桑花：怜取眼前人一向年光有限身，等闲离别易销魂。酒筵歌席莫辞频。满目山河空念远，落花风雨更伤春。不如怜取眼前人。千年之前，北宋太平宰相晏殊端着酒杯，赏着歌舞，摇头晃脑地赋下这首词的时候，这位著名的神童不知可曾想到，他的这首词除了被世人传诵之外，精华部分还和一种美丽的花联系了起来。这个花，便是西部高原美丽神奇的花—格桑花。“怜取眼前人”，成为格桑花的花语。从西昌到泸沽湖，山路崎岖难行。人在车中，被颠来颠去，宛如坐轿一般。头昏脑胀之际，不经意间，路边一丛丛连片的白的、粉的、红的花跃入眼帘，自然排列组合的颜色五彩缤纷，分外绚丽。心情顿时兴奋起来。一片片的花儿沿着公路铺陈排比，让人感叹。格桑花，美丽而不娇艳，纤细而不柔弱。当时让我又想起了小五台上的金莲花。西昌到泸沽湖路上的格桑花泸沽湖畔的格桑花格桑花，将泸沽湖畔的公路装饰成了一条彩带格桑花，将泸沽湖畔的公路装饰成了一条彩带第四章格桑花一般美丽的女子格桑花，在藏语中是“幸福”的意思，现在常被喻为女子。话说9月22日晚10点，我和老铁棍一起乘火车奔西昌，早晨6点到西昌。从西昌火车站去长途汽车站，打出租要价15-20元不等。火车站广场上就是个公交车站，乘12路，一元钱，约10来分钟就到了汽车站。老铁棍先去买上了去泸沽湖的汽车票。好玄，只有不多的几张票了。西昌到泸沽湖每天只有一班汽车，上午8：40发车，8点就可以进站上车了，这样能提前放上大包。西昌火车站广场上公交的时候有扒手，需要注意。买上车票，就去对车站对面吃早饭。在这里，居然遇到了另一支从木里穿越去亚丁的驴友。巧合的是，原来我计划跟他们的队伍，但后来因为时间不合适，退出了。居然在这巧遇。在西昌汽车站吃早餐时，遇到了去泸沽湖旅游渡假的小周，顺手捡了，虽然是个男的。上了汽车，老铁棍拿出地图和一本攻略之类的书，我们一起研究在泸沽湖期间的安排。确定大致行程正准备将地图收起来时，一个很动听的女声从后排传来：“帅哥，能借地图一观否？” 老铁棍回头一看，口水立马哗啦啦流了一地……美不美？美不美？这次出行，为防止晒伤，我专门带了副墨镜。没想到，墨镜还有另一个功能，不仅能防止晒伤，还能让人脸皮变厚。戴上墨镜，再戴上有檐帽，一张脸，基本上就遮住一大半了。反正别人看不清我是谁，所以这次出行，我是逢美女便拍！到点了，哈酒去了。想看美女的，请帮俺顶到10页以后。。。。。。谢谢昂~~~ 友情提示：我已和上面的“红妹妹”约，正式成为其经纪人。如有户外品牌商请“红妹妹”做代言人，请和我联系。联系QQ：77586668 联系电话：~~~~~~感谢想看美女的兄弟们顶帖，美女的照片也发了。现在，感谢想看帅哥的姐妹们顶帖。开始发衰哥的照片~~~ 传说中的老铁棍~~~ 保镖兼收队老马，我的好兄弟，下次再一块走个线路，我陪你！傻欧，我们都叫他傻鹅~~~活动召集人：绝地反击，NND，怎么追都追不上！沉稳内敛的阿甘。希望有机会真能同行西沙~~~来自内蒙古的骑士很佩服清泉的耐力和坚韧这些年，走过一些线路，也结识过一些驴友。无论是哪条线路，总有一些风景值得我们驻足，总有一些朋友值得我们感动。在这次泸沽湖稻城亚丁徒步的线路上，子默穿着单薄的冲锋衣怀揣着一包达利圆蛋黄派在风雨中走出营地那么远迎接我们的镜头，总是定格在我的脑海中。子默，如果有下次，如果下次再同行，我一定再给你带烧饼！佳佳猫，在邛引村的垭口，你担心队友在垭口冻感冒，抱着一大抱冲锋衣在风中等了20分钟。虽然你抱的冲锋衣中没有我的那件，但当时还是特别感动。傻丫头啊，你担心别人经过垭口时感冒，怎么你在垭口等了20分钟就不担心你自己呢？第五章泸沽湖：难忘那一夜的《爱情》到达泸沽湖镇以后，我们包车到了大嘴村的一家客栈。安排好住宿，我们在周边走了走。客栈的饭菜比较简单，本来想吃条泸沽湖打的鲜鱼，可店老板趴在地上，撅着腚用个网兜在一个小得不能再小的水坑里捞了半天后，摇了摇头：“那条鱼哪去了呢？”晕。。。。。于是我们包车赶到相对比较繁华的洛洼村去吃晚饭。洛洼村商业气息比较浓，恍若闹市。饭后，租了辆自行车去看演出，但到达时已近尾声。随后，我们决定骑自行车回大嘴村。 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MM吵着要去雨崩，还查好了便宜的机票，整天在我耳边游说。说得天花烂醉。哥还能说什么呢？哥就出过两次省，两次都是去云南，这次又是云南，哥有点崩溃了！而且下次有可能还是云南！情何以堪？大致安排了下行程，晚上开始收拾行李。附上具体行程和时间：3.21 成都-昆明-大理古城。 3.22 大理古城。 3.23 大理古城骑行-洱海双廊（西线）。 3.24双廊骑行-大理古城（东线）-丽江。 3.25丽江休整，准备第2天的雨崩6日行。 3.26丽江-飞来寺（领队扎史次里）。 3.27飞来寺（日照金山)-西当-雨崩上村（徒步）。 3.28雨崩-大本营-雨崩（徒步）。 3.29雨崩-西当-飞来寺。 3.30 飞来寺-香格里拉。 3.31香格里拉-虎跳峡-丽江。 4.1 丽江-成都。打包行李。晚上打包好行李。据说雨崩只能徒步进去，哥没有徒步过啊，有点小激动。睡不着觉，第2天凌晨5点就要起来去机场，便宜机票伤不起。 3月21号凌晨5点（不好意思，3月份去玩的现在才发帖）就起来去机场坐7点的飞机，在电梯里吃了碗泡面。成都飞昆明。见一下在昆明的老朋友，顺便在昆明逛一下。然后去大理。原计划在昆明呆一晚，后来发现没什么意义。于是决定直接赶去大理。到大理的时候天已经黑了。在大理古城住的春夏秋冬青旅。听前台小妹说这几天骑行侠也住这里，不知道能不能碰见。骑行侠的车。第2天只见其车，未见其人。多么熟悉的车牌：武功再高也怕菜刀今天生病了，刚输了液回来，要早点休息了。先放两张梅里雪山照片。争取明天更新。不好意思了，各位！晚上在青旅约了几个朋友第2天一起骑车环洱海。无赖第2天睡懒觉了。我们落单了，只好自己去。青旅旁边有很多租车的，先去租车。3.23 开始骑行环洱海。今天只需骑到双廊，在双廊玩一天。对于经常骑车的我们来说，几乎没有难度的。骑行的感觉很好。洱海西线要骑很久才到海边。西线几乎不环海。路况不错。天气变化比较快。我居然租到了挑战者。不错啊，呵呵。60一天。终于在路上请人拍了张合影。双廊靠海的房价高的离谱，尤其是岛上某名人开的酒店，动辄上千。当我们最终确定忍痛花几百元住个靠海的房时，居然所有客栈都满房了。最后住了个60的不靠海的房间，条件居然还不错。双廊。这个被炒作起来的地方或许注定只是昙花一现吧！杂字原来藏在这里啊，呵呵！MM还买过几本杂字的哦。。双廊洱海边。回复灯泡100瓦的帖子双廊以前就是洱海边的一个小渔村啊。现在被很多名人炒起来了。几乎要发展为一个景点了，靠海的一边现在新建了很多客栈，酒吧等等，正在向着商业化一步步迈进。。。以前是很多隐士，艺术家栖息之地，现在估计真正的艺术家要逃离了。。。 3.24由于昨天西线骑行很顺利，今天的东线我们大意了。在双廊睡到自然醒才出发。后面的骑行让我们有点崩溃，差点没赶上下午去丽江的车。天气也很给力。有蓝天，阳光，海水。骑行的时候一直想着骑行侠，这小子把车丢在青旅，就是真人不现身啊。由于订了26号的雨崩行，所以下午准备直接去丽江。没见到那小子，遗憾呢。东线实际上骑了差不多6个小时，早饭都没吃就出来了。肠子都悔青了。已经在青旅订了下午去丽江的大巴车。只能拼命骑啊骑。。（后面两小时真有些崩溃了）差不多骑到下午两点过，终于看到了古城，拼命骑回青旅。看见门口有个大叔在车子旁打包行李。仔细一看，那不是骑行侠的车吗？人没认到车子不会错撒。再仔细一看，咦！果然是那小子，长了胡子哥差点认不出来了。这下总跑不脱了撒，遂合影之。。。。来得早不如来的巧啊。哈哈哈哈。。。去年开始在网上就偶尔有关注骑行侠的帖子和微博，还看过他的书，没想到网络和现实其实也挺近的，最终还是在这里遇到了这小子。感觉好像他就在故意等我们一样，呵呵！他正准备出发继续他的环华梦想。骑行丙察察线，已经基本打包好，我们再晚到5分钟他就见不到他了，呵呵。看看他的装备，太阳能，炒锅。睡袋，帐篷。伤不起啊。。（后来微博上得知他当晚露营双廊，还和张小研台一起喝酒？MYGOD,早知道我在双廊等你呗，哈哈）到青旅半小时后去丽江的大巴车就到了，似乎一切都很完美。。快到丽江的时候天已经黑了，车上拍的夕阳下的日落。然后一觉睡到丽江。丽江，我又来了！不过，这次。你注定只是个配角！回复 yx1976 的帖子呵呵。各有所长吧。大理更纯粹。丽江“看似”更完美。。。到丽江天已经完全黑了，老板开车到车站把我们接到客栈。 3.25 继续在丽江闲逛。 3.25号晚上和领队次里联系好。我们队伍本来有7人，后来有三人推后了一天出发。不过还是在雨崩和我们相遇。约好26号早上次里的舅舅把我们送到香格里拉和次里汇合，然后接下来6天都由次里全程带我们。26号一大早，在大水车与我们另外两个队友汇合，来自贵州的老土（左一），和东北大哥迟大哥（右一）中间是藏族小伙扎史次里。第一天的行程很痛苦，坐车就得12个小时。几乎是坐一天车。晚上要赶到飞来寺。到香格里拉后，感觉温度低了好多，冷的不行，临时买了条抓绒裤。([]

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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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