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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，就只好拿饮料瓶子将就了。 下面是我的一部分装备，闲来无事就收拾收拾。求生装备：手持gps 步话机 钓鱼线 鞭炮 ** 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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何敬念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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吴怡萱前言 从西藏回来已经是第六天了，每晚我静静地守在电脑前，阿里的美景一遍遍从我脑海闪过，我确信自己无法敲出来一个字，我不是作家，不知道该如何来描述这西藏大北线。资料认真查过，相关美文仔细看过，都迥异于我对西藏的理解，该怎样去描述······? 一闭上眼，就仿佛置身于大北线上那种无法形容的辽阔，无法名状的孤寂，那种大美······他们溶进我的血液里，我象喝了酒一样-----醉了！ 就像当年一夜之间爱上户外一样，没有什么理由，爱上西藏，是在走过大北线之后，同样也没什么理由，我想那应该是一种心灵的呼唤吧！我属于盲从一族，只有在“从”了之后，才慢慢品出一点点的味道，回味他的香醇。 大北线的路上，我经常受到龙老大的教导，不知天文，不熟地理，中国地图上除了知道山西的图形像个蚕蛹不会搞错外，其他省份一概迷茫的一塌糊涂。每每龙老大给我恶补地理知识的时候就像老道的厨子报菜名一样如数家珍：这是什么什么川，那是什么什么河，终了，我还是一头雾水，他就会恨铁不成钢地戳着我的笨脑壳叹息：你呀你~~！学那点东西，全还给老师了！我也恨不得把龙老大脑子里那些个上知天文下知地理的脑组织抠出来塞进自己的笨脑壳里。我想，我脑子里总不会都是浆糊吧！ 几天前，我到过天堂，这一点，我是肯定的······ 7月23日，进藏前综合症 一晚上似睡非睡。530，地球人全在睡觉，我却摸到卫生间里刷完牙，又爬回床上,女儿睡的正酣，丝毫不觉。600，又爬起来，洗脸，再把出行用的东西照单查一遍，确定没有遗漏，回到床上躺着，刚闭上眼，又想起一件事，再溜下床，到阳台上把家里所有的花挨个浇了一遍，这才折回卧室躺倒，一抬眼，老公倚在房门口，满脸疑惑的看着我：你这一大早跟只耗子一样窜来窜去，还让不让别人睡了？不就是去个西藏麽，至于吗？！我懒得和他辩解，翻个身，睁着眼睛，思考着我的西藏之行，毫无睡意。 一上午的时间，我把背包里的东西翻腾了一十八遍，弄得满客厅都是，反反复复问歪躺在沙发上看电视的老公，这个东东用不用带，那个东东能不能派上用场?他有一声没一声，毫无诚意地随意哼着。问也是白问！我恨得牙根痒痒，哪天非休了你不可！1100老公出门买了几袋饺子，正要下锅，我问他啥牌子的，他说是“滚蛋”牌的，吃完滚蛋！我笑喷！滚蛋牌的？明明是“思念”牌的吗! 吃完饺子，时间还早，说好了中午120火车站集合，这时间咋就和停住了一样呢？我在一秒一秒的数着，不过，一想到马上就可以肆意享受十五天的自由生活，我就禁不住心花怒放！好不容易挨到110,开拔！我迫不及待的上包，老公说，快走吧！快走吧！你再不走，我就神经了！！ 到了车站，卸下我和我的大背包，老公便迫不及待的毫无留恋的快乐的扬长而去！去享受他十几天没我存在的自由生活-----撂下一句：彻底给点自由，没什么事别打电话啊，贵巴巴的! -------我崩溃！ 尽管我的背包减了又减，还是大的惊人，一看到堆在火车站前亲亲儿的兄弟姐妹们，我就知足了，他们都是重装备双包！还长枪短炮挂了满肩。专员来相送，提了个二十斤重的大西瓜，让我们路上解渴，真是万分感谢！ 龙老大，上校，大夫，智老师（游侠百合），呆宝宝，郭队，采风，还有送行的阿呆，我，不丁姗姗来迟，屁股后面还跟着送行的胖子，一个都不能少！全到齐了。 呆呆送宝宝，胖子送不丁，送的人儿脸上也见不到一点点恋恋不舍，反而挂着急不可待的笑容，天哪！又是两个重获自由的家伙！ 候车室，由于激动过度，在龙老大的英明决定下亲自指挥失误，一干人马还没出太原就侯错了车，差点上了相反方向的车次。下午220太原到北京的D2010次动车开始检票，最怕出门把我丢了，紧紧跟上前面两头驴，跟着跟着，不对呀！咋嘴里叽里咕噜冒出来的是英语呀！抬眼一看，跟错了，是两头美国背包驴！一回头，龙老大和亲亲儿的兄弟姐妹都泰然自若地坐在原地没动窝呢！我这是怎么了？出师不利呀！我觉得还是肾上腺素惹得祸。 在家，愁坏了老公 侯车室里，愁坏了龙老大 动车上，愁坏了不丁！ “换坐位！换坐位!上校咱俩换换坐儿行不行？越野反了！还没到西藏就高反了”不丁恳切的求着前排的上校，上校笑笑没搭理她，龙队悠悠的看看腕上的海拔表“现在海拔是-80，是低反。 我兴奋的笑神经不可名状发挥着巨大作用，有一句没一句的说着毫不着调的话，折磨着自己，也折磨着身边每一个人哭笑不得。下午四点多，我终于安静下来迷迷糊糊的睡着了，一睁眼，北京到了。 二丫接站，把我们幸福了个稀里哗啦，嘻嘻！有人给拎包，有人给安排饭饭，此时大夫和智老师像两只蜗牛背着重重的壳赶来汇合，一个目的，为了蹭饭呗！嗯，不错丫！丫不错！-----我们很受用哦，一点也不内疚，我们已经习惯了劫富济贫，习惯了，二丫也习惯被黑色会的老老小小打劫，这是一件很幸福的事业呦。北京西旁不远处的李先生牛肉面吃了个舒坦，吃完幸福坐着聊，店家捧出好茶泡上，喝着!坐等晚上九点，拥别可爱的丫！------坐上火车去拉萨！ 北京到拉萨，九张硬卧，三上，三中，三下。不在同一车厢，经过近一个小时的折腾换铺，最终才尘埃落定，六人换到了同一包厢，布丁，郭队，上校在隔过去的包箱。一行九人，我最瘦小，这可是吃了天大的亏！大夫一上车不由分说把我扔上了三楼，还有年龄最小不占优势的不丁，宝宝。我撅着嘴抗议，无效！没想到，在这个无比狭小的空间，我一下就被囚禁了三天••̶6;•••; 兴奋了一整天，当晚，在对面三层铺上呆宝宝悉悉索索的鼓捣声中我睡着了，半夜又迷迷糊糊的醒来，发现车停了，已经习惯了列车晃荡荡的摇着睡，真是郁闷！低头问老大，说到了河北高邑了，不管它，接着睡。7月24日，无可奈何的铁路线 大早醒来，窗外一瞄，吓了一跳！硕大的站牌赫然写着----河北高邑，敢情这火车自打停了一步没挪！！问大夫，我们泥石流了！我们还没出河北。车厢里很闷，我的心也很闷••••226;•;一整天的时间，走走停停，外面风景很烂，懒得去看。吃饭，睡觉，憋的厉害了就像猴子一样荡下一楼走走，车厢里挪到哪都是挨肩擦背的人。到了晚上，车又哼哼唧唧停在宝鸡，跑去问列车员，是山洪冲垮了铁路桥，正在抢修，这一停就是十几个小时。在滞留的共一十八个小时里，人类绝对不会像低智商的猴子那样上窜下跳，而是自得其乐，扎堆闲聊，打扑克，听教授级的人物讲人生，讲社会学，串门听邻家母女讲成长的故事，反正人们是一刻也没有浪费时间，我们的车厢里也聊的不亦乐乎，爆笑声不断！而且座位特别紧张，你不刻意占座位，就只有把在门口听的份了。7月25日福祸相依，大美就在眼前 龙老大总是戳我的脑门儿时有原因的，说我对山西那块蚕蛹比较熟悉，我还真有点惭愧，准确点说，我是一个方向感差到极点的人，曾经好几次在家门口方圆一公里之内迷路过N回，有一次还电话叫了救援，后被传为笑谈。其实，火车是穿过什么省什么市，什么地区，到达我知道的地名，我是真的一概不知。 上午850，火车到达天水，离兰州不远了，窗外的景色瑞丽悦目起来，渐渐呈现出藏区前的高原地貌，人们纷纷去取相机，大夫从行李架上取了相机下来，踩了下面布丁的脚趾，大夫没道歉，还文绉绉的告诉布丁，你的脚太大了，我帮你修理成三寸金莲。简直没天理了！布丁气的哇哇大叫，让智老师管管她丈夫。 火车两旁大片大片金黄的油菜花，大片大片浪漫紫的薰衣草，大片大片绿色的麦田，大片大片湛蓝的天空，星星点点的马群，偶而红顶白墙的矮屋，在眼前闪过，远处海天一色的青海湖上白白的云朵，形成美丽无比的调色板，激起车厢里这群光影美景的痴迷者一声声惊呼，还有那光线！阳光透过纯净的空气，穿过白云的缝隙流泻在这明快的土地上，影一片，晴一片，景色十分旖旎！随着火车的行进，聚集的内地村落渐渐地消失，到处是散居的红房顶和帐篷，金黄和绿色多起来，牦牛多起来，经幡多起来，第一次亲眼看到经幡，我们和西藏的距离在逐渐缩短，西藏的气息越来越浓，我眼里竟有一点点湿润！别人在忙着咔咔嚓嚓的记录美景，我却望着车窗外发呆。火车上拍的麦田 7月26日 淡定，淡定 早上六点，到达安多，望望窗外，叫起其他人，一下全惊呆了，云和山巅正在瞬息万变着，人们大呼小叫的抢着自己的单反，长焦，广角，一阵骚乱，我们这节车厢全沸腾了，惊得我不知道该干什么了，人们从我身旁挤来撞去，宝宝，智老师，采风，大夫，老大撞得我站不住脚，我只有迅速攀上三楼躲起来，真不知道该怎么形容这群疯子！两个钟头后我才溜下来，一低头看见智老师一只脚趿拉着一只宝宝的拖鞋，另一只光着脚。再看宝宝的脚上，更可笑！一只脚上穿着我的凉鞋，另一只穿的是自己的凉鞋，我左脚上穿的是智老师的另一只拖鞋，右脚根本就找不到鞋穿！哎！全疯了！此时，已到达西藏那曲地区，海拔达到了4500米以上，晚点使我们错过了可可西里，确意外捕捉到了那曲藏北草原大美的晨光和念钦唐古拉雪山，格拉丹东雪峰那雄美身姿！这群疯子一边没命的按着快门儿，老大兴奋的喋喋不休，采风和智老师嘴里还不停地念叨着：淡定！淡定！我真是佩服。我们的这个包厢简直乱得没办法下脚了，布丁和郭队不是过来瞅瞅，然后蹙着眉头抛下一句：这包厢里的女人都是邋遢婆姨！天哪，碍我什么事？!车厢里其余旅客此时正在和高原反应坐着殊死的斗争，我们的人，哈哈！没事••••226;•如梦如幻 初见拉萨 7月26日 初见拉萨，神秘的情人 经轮每转一圈，就离天堂更近一些，车轮每转一圈，就离拉萨更近一些。在这趟西藏旅游专列运行多年首次晚点达十八个小时之后，我们终于在26日中午1245分踏上了拉萨的土地，揭开了他她神秘的面纱。 走出拉萨车站，天气很好，真正呼吸到了西藏第一口清新稀薄的空气，有点甜甜的，怪怪的，该是酥油的味道，这里离太阳很近，应该还有太阳的味道！ 像我们这样的背包客在拉萨人看来不足为奇，拉萨现在是个以旅游为主的城市，各地的游客都在这个季节涌向这里，包括户外爱好者和摄影爱好者，就像后来阿里大北线上的司机小李说的那样，西藏是多数人的梦想，少数人的天堂。站在这块土地上不是每个人都可以看到人间天堂，除了机遇，运气之外，你还需要用你纯净的心灵去打开天堂之门，他才会给你丰厚的回馈！ 来藏之前，西藏这个地方对我而言只是个神秘的名词，我向往，但似乎遥不可及，此时此刻，我却幸福的站在了这里，有点云里雾里，感谢大夫和此次相伴出行的兄弟姐妹，大家的坚持才有了我坚定地假期，没有大家的推波助澜，我此刻应该还囚在我的办公室里凭空向往。 在火车站留了影，九个人分到三辆出租直奔市区，此次的义务领队大夫在半个月前已经联系好住处----暮野青年旅社，这是拉萨唯一坐落在拉萨八廓古城核心保护区内的青年旅舍，也就是8264驴友大本营，价格便宜，这是个藏式四合院，房顶挂满了风马旗，这里没有星级服务，但他可以为你提供自已动手，丰衣足食的设施，如自己洗洗衣服，做做饭，自己亲手在人家白白的墙上涂涂鸦，让每一位来到拉萨的驴友有一个可以释放自己的第三空间。几百面来自全国各地户外俱乐部赠送的旗，上面满了一个个主人好朋友们的名字，每一位来到这里的驴友都可以找到自己熟悉的志、熟悉的名字，倍感亲切，暖到心里的阳光、五颜六色的风马旗、满院飘香的菜香和酒香……暮野驴舍是主人喜力独具匠心的杰作， 一个用理想堆积的精神家园；一个绝对理想主义者的家、驴友的家…… 进门一楼拐角处，我看到了山西霞客行户外俱乐部的会旗，出身霞客行户外的我们，倍感亲切。 十一张床的“珠峰大本营”温馨干净的大屋，承揽了我们一路的疲惫， 褪去一身的尘埃，在舒适中小憩一会儿。中午就在暮野顶层的天台餐厅解决了午饭，敞开式的布局，简单、粗放、民族化的装饰，让人心情放松。布丁点的随意，饭菜非常可口，秀色可餐的是居然抬眼看到不远处巍峨伫立的布达拉，这是一种幸福，还是一种感动？ 下午休整，不做具体安排，原则：尽量少活动，多睡，预防高反。一连坐了三天的火车，都疲惫了，大家不约而同的选择了睡午觉。出门三天了，我都没上过厕所，不知道是不是属于高反范畴，趁大家睡的香，我溜出驴友之家，到街上逛逛，顺便买药。高反，没有想象中那么严重吗，我轻轻松松逛了江苏路，找到一家药店买了药，返回暮野，整个家园都静悄悄的，我到一楼服务吧拿了一只字笔，在二楼楼梯拐弯处，信手涂鸦了一番，回屋睡觉！ 晚上，仍足不出户解决了晚饭，喝着啤酒，遥看着神秘的布达拉，那种惬意！原本打算和传说中的布达拉又一次非常正式的会见，却没想到在这里和他不期而遇。暮野餐厅遥望布达拉晒晒装备 7月27日 走近布达拉 暮野提供免费早餐，馒头、咸菜、稀饭。义务财务总监（还未正式任命）布丁今天犒赏三军，特嘱咐大厨给每人加一份煎蛋，她自己却吃了人家三个馒头、四碗稀饭、五碟咸菜、外加一听拉丁鱼罐头、一个煎蛋！愁得人家暮野餐厅的小伙只掉眼泪，咋跟人家店主喜力交待呀！ 9：30兵分两路，曾经来过拉萨到过布宫的龙队、上校、郭队去参观西藏博物馆，大夫，智老师、布丁、采风、宝宝、还有我六个人去参观布宫。 布达拉一直存在着，从小到大一直听说着，却没怎么做过功课。没有理性的认识，只有感性的理解，我是个靠感觉大于靠理性分析事物的人，绝大多数的时候，我的感性判断非常靠谱。身边的人经常说我是先知，也就是先感再知，等我触摸到他，领悟到他的神韵，我想我会更深的理解布达拉。在这里，我不想对这座宏大建筑的历史沿革、建筑特色、宗教渊源，文化遗产做过多的描述，那大多是网上功课的摘录袭抄，而是以我的感觉为主线，做一次情感随想。 遥看过布达拉，如今站在他的面前，仰望这座存在了一千三百年多年的“白色宫殿”，我还是感到无比震撼和由衷的惊叹！人在他面前显得如此渺小，他不仅神秘，他还有种巍然气势使你对他顶礼膜拜，宗教的信仰在这里非常浓郁，这座依山而建的建筑是公元7世纪松赞干布为迎娶文成公主而兴建的规模宏大的宫堡，他到底具有怎样的魔力，诱使人们如此着迷？ 入口处十分严格的安全检查之后。我们拾级而上，还没等我抬眼望个全貌，只听见“噗通---哐！”的一声，布丁首先一个扎扎实实的响头磕了下去，不是吧！这可不是五台山，这可是藏传佛教，再说了，这头不是这个磕法！布丁揉着自己的膝盖满脸委屈：奶奶的！摔死我了，看来前世是造孽了，一进门就让我磕这麽大一个头，我的相机！！！旁的游客认真的说：磕的好！磕的好！磕了就解了。没想到武功高强的不丁也有失蹄儿的时候，哈哈！ 我们是经过特批的一群人，省了提前一天的预约，进门特殊的顺利，不跟团，当然也没有导游，送我们的人告诉我们只能混导游了.这儿的导游不像内地，白听讲解会不高兴，会想方设法的甩你，还是这儿的导游明理，一个人也是讲，十个人也是讲，不多我们几只耳朵！再说了，在布宫这麽人多地窄的地方，你防的过来麽?!挑长的一明快、顺眼的导游小伙儿，混！还不错，普通话过关，没口音，而且有问必答，只是有点给不上步伐，这里对他们带团导游有考核（天哪，这地方也有考核这个字眼，这让我想起单位的指考核，郁闷！）----一个小时之内，必须将团带出布宫，否则取消下次带团进宫的资格。我们这群没组织的闲散人等，只能多混几任导游了。进入白宫，视线一下变得昏暗，酥油的味道浓烈到窒息，仿佛进了不见天日的迷宫，宫外阳光明媚，光和热气被西域特有的牦牛毛制成的挂帘隔开，人很多，中国游客，外国游客，藏人。我被这第三种人深深感动着，他们着传统藏装，神情专注，头脑里装着不可亵渎的神灵，虔诚而忘我。他们携儿带女，大多千里迢迢远道徒步而来，手里捧着纯纯的酥油，向他们心中至高无上的神灵奉上自己执着的信仰，这种虔诚的气氛相互感染着，没有民族之分，没有国界之分！布宫又通过建筑艺术体积的无限夸张和极度渲染，布局的强烈对比和互相陪衬，尽情表现了佛法神威，告诫人们，惟有超脱尘世，皈依佛门，才是通向天国的境地。不同角度看布宫 进入殿堂，南壁玻璃罩内的那枚代表权势的神秘手印让我印象颇深，据史料记载：1682年五世达赖喇嘛圆寂后，摄政第巴•桑结嘉措为了让工程顺利进行，将五世达赖喇嘛圆寂的消息秘不发丧长达13年之久。因此，公元1693年布宫重建工程结束后，落成纪念碑只得以无字碑的形式出现。而今天人们到布宫朝拜、参观，大多会从这块地处红山脚下的无字碑开始他们游历的步伐。还有至今未设灵塔的六世达赖喇嘛：红宫主体为达赖喇嘛的灵塔殿和佛殿。一世至四世达赖喇嘛的灵塔分别安放在日喀则和拉萨，五世至十三世达赖喇嘛等八位的灵塔则全部安放在布达拉宫的红宫里。布达拉宫里唯一保留有六世达赖喇嘛遗迹的地方，是他曾经的寝宫——德丹吉殿。缘何如此，据称是这位被誉为“情歌圣手”的活佛其时争议颇多。 六世达赖喇嘛14岁时入主布达拉宫，传闻他始终未能忘情于世俗生活，并以亲身感受创作了大量诗歌。相传八阔街的玛吉阿米，就是他当年与情人幽会的地方。康熙三十二年，仓央嘉措殃及于西藏的政教斗争，被清廷废除，解送北上，传说道经今青海湖时，夜中遁去，不知所终。 当然，我不用费心布宫的历史由来，但这座用金子和珍宝筑成的宫殿确实让我惊诧不已。布宫，宫宇叠砌，迂回曲折，与山体有机地融合，昭示周而复始的规律，这是布达拉宫给人最为直接的感受。 从布宫出来，沐浴着炽烈的阳光，身上有着从未有过的轻松，仿佛将所有的罪孽在神灵面前涤荡一清，混混沌沌的进去，清清爽爽的出来，烦恼统统的不见，心轻松到可以放飞！绕着宫墙汇入街上的人流，藏人，汉人，宗教派人士，无神论者，，车水马龙在这片圣土上依旧川流不息着，我不禁心生慨叹：人如蝼蚁，却是万物之灵，改造着这个世界，也筑造着心灵的家园。到底是人创造了神，还是神创造了人？答案无从知晓。僧侣 偶是越野偶们的首领----龙老大我们的上校，是真的上校哦！这是武功高强的布丁 驱车到西郊和第二小分队汇合，在罗布林卡附近的一家川菜馆解决了午饭，下午接着逛历代达赖喇嘛的夏宫---罗布林卡公园，不过60元的门票价格不菲，这是一座宫廷式园林，绿树成荫，是历来传统藏戏及民间歌舞表演的重要场所。进园不久，就发现这是个很好的去处，环境幽静，绿树成荫，氧气充足，青青的草地诱惑着酒足饭饱的我们小憩一番，没等龙老大的号令，就卧倒了一片。这个美丽的季节，美丽的地方，不仅仅吸引着外地人，本地藏人也会携朋招友来此踏青，草地上摆上香醇的青稞酒及各种美食，就着糌粑，喝着上好的酥油茶。相互高声说一句：“扎西德勒”！如有客人到访，家庭的主妇就会端出清香可口的酥油茶，恭恭敬敬地捧到客人面前。客人不能轻意拒绝，至少要喝上三碗，喝得越多，就会被认为懂得礼貌。龙队和上校就是这个时候过去讨了人家三杯青稞酒，喝完美滋滋的砸吧着嘴坐在草地上回味！ 做驴的时候，什么苦都能吃，等做回猪了，想着法儿的享受！偌大个园林，没走了多少路，没进了几座园中寺院，就想着地儿歇了，索性尽情享受一番，园中觅一清净茶社，来几壶价格便宜又味道纯正的藏式酥油茶和甜茶，坐在树下的阴凉地儿美美地品着，布丁幸福的感慨：不要太幸福呦！老大幸福地总结：喝了酥油茶，从此山不再高，路不再遥远！-----真是幸福的一天。 由于高反，食欲下降，我决定晚饭免了，早点休息，却被布丁不由分说赶上了天台，并亲自给调了一碗香喷喷的汤面，意外地勾起了我的食欲，干掉了满满一大碗！ 这里的时间和内地相差近两个小时，布达拉的夜景十分壮观，晚9：30----10：30布宫整个灯火通明，在夜空的映衬下批上了一层神密的外衣，魅力十足。这群疯狂的人们，体力超乎想象，九点多，在内地已经快洗洗睡了，龙老大居然带着一支队伍，全副武装，长枪短炮，如同一群夜行军，要夜探布达拉。房间里留下了头痛的上校，胸闷的大夫，感冒的采风，浑身没劲的越野。十一点多，迷迷乎乎听见部队回来了，一个个脸上没有眉飞色舞，全都面无表情，象霜打了的茄子，我起身问：被抓了？布丁：非！老大今儿是打上鸡血了，把我们楞生生从布达拉给遛回来了，腿筋都抽了三回！我窃喜,倒头接着睡…… 大夫花絮（1）到拉萨的第一天，因大家混住一间房，大夫有点心猿意马，不肯入睡，第二天就高反 了，第二天晚上，借此契机，要求换床到美眉布丁旁边那张床上睡。 布丁：你吃了豹子胆了！？ 大夫：我没吃豹子胆，但我吃了安定了！ 布丁：那我就放心了！看你也是有贼心没贼胆! 大夫碍于智老师在场不好吭气，自言自语：贼要睡了！老大有没有鸡血，给我打点。 老大朝我嚷嚷：护士！咱还有鸡血吗？给大夫打点！ 我嚷：别开玩笑了，睡吧！！！ 大家从被窝里笑醒，上校一跃而起：我们没开玩笑！我们说正经的呢！还有没有鸡血，给我也来点！！！ 全体笑喷…….全体卧倒！喝着酥油茶，幸福的像花儿一样！ 7月28日 继续在暮野休整，规定早5点起床，睁眼就8点了，今天游览大昭寺，说实话，大昭寺的香火很盛，人多到拥挤，还要排队，如果在平时，我不会去凑这个热闹，但这是西藏的大昭寺，不去不合适，只有硬着头皮一头扎进如海的善男信女当中，扎进那片烟雾缭绕的酥油味里，拜了神灵，观了佛面，敬献了格桑花，速速出寺，再逗留半个时辰，准晕在里面。 大昭寺在藏人眼里，是神圣的庙宇，他们会倾其所有，尽一生的积蓄用来拜谒，不管千里迢迢，还是山穷水恶，钱用尽了，一路乞讨而来，路人大多乐善好施，助其成业，也求己福。所以信徒众多，衣衫褴褛，手摇转经筒，磕着长头，梭巴仁波切开释：“转动经纶，使一切有情（不只是人，也包括昆虫等）均不会堕落三恶趣，他们会获得天人身，或往生净土。 这就是他们信仰的世界，我对藏传佛教没有研究，不懂但很尊重，有信仰应该是件好事。布施远道而来同样也是远道而来 宗教的力量 宗教的力量宗教的力量这里超人如云，沉贴的最高纪录，刚发了贴几秒钟不到，沉到下一版了，郁闷！{5_151} 下午，自由活动，龙队去丹杰林路上的户外店购置了气罐，为明天的阿里之行----大北线做准备。我陪采风逛街购物，来西藏之前她理了个红军发型，戴上她那顶帽子，有人说她像地质工珠峰是必然的，我觉得我这辈子登珠峰是不可能了，能够亲眼看到珠峰我也觉的是一件可望不可及的事情，后天居然要去珠峰，住在大本营，我是真真儿的有点懵。虔诚的藏人在转寺大昭寺前合个影路过的哥哥姐姐们，请顶顶贴，否则好文美图大家都看不到喽！ 7月29日 魂牵梦绕的阿里----我们来了 约好八点启程，利利索索打好包，等到太阳晒到屁股了，司机小李才开着他那辆18号丰田4500出现在我们面前，一个高大、憨厚、热情的甘肃小伙儿，还有另一位司机小朱和他的16号丰田4500姗姗来迟，接上我们出发。 一辆车四个坐儿，两辆车八个人，偏偏就多我一个，小李说，坐后面吧，查的紧。这样我被塞进了后面行李堆儿，似乎这种情况就是为我专门准备的。最可气的是坐在前面的大夫和布丁总是象看猴子一样回过头来看我，后备厢是和前面相通的，靠窗多了一个竖的座位，在上校的帮助下摞在后面的徒步大背包规整的还可以，出了市区几下颠波我就被埋在了行李堆里，咂得我眼冒金星！更可气的是后门不能开，要想放风还得光着脚提着鞋从后座上爬出来，非常辛苦！就像上车没买票的待遇！ 快到羊湖（羊卓雍错）的时候，苦难终于结束了，我被获释坐到了副驾旁边的加坐上，视野无比开阔。 沿着拉贡公路往机场方向走，过一条隧道，道路出现分岔，一条是通往机场的，另一条是通往日喀则的，去江孜要走去机场的路，我们4500盘绕在山间，弯路比较多，但路况还好。过了甘多拉山口就可以看到美丽的羊卓雍错了，只见蓝天下群山环抱着碧蓝的湖水，远处天边矗立着雪山，静如处子的羊湖让我们惊叹不已，后来得知羊卓雍错和玛旁雍错、纳木错同为西藏三大圣湖。我们的司机也特别配合，他会寻找合适的拍摄角度为我们停车，狂热的拍摄人尽情挥洒热情。公路沿着湖畔到卡浪子，这时候，天暗下来，我们的车一会儿冲进雨里，一会儿冲进阳光里，很有意思，司机说，这就是所谓的“十里不同天”都是头顶上的那片云彩在翻云覆雨。冲出那片有意思的云彩约两个多小时后，壮观的卡诺拉冰川就呈现在眼前了。我的一生中虽没经历过大富大贵，却经历了如此大美，我认为这也是老天赐予的一份意外收获。 相传，羊湖是天上的仙女下凡变成的。由于湖水的深浅不同和光照的变化，湖水从里到外颜色逐层变幻，据说，如果俯首凝视羊湖，就能在水中看到自己的前生和来世，传说归传说，我相信每个人都不会愿意真的去探索自己的前世来生，活着的美好在于明天的不可预测，未知才使生活变的有意义，今天活着就能看到明天要做什麽，生命会在哪个季节消逝，那将是一件多么可怕、生不如死的事情啊。 看着美丽的羊湖，上校立刻表示有裸游的迫切需要，特别想让羊湖这个美丽的仙女拥抱一下他嫩滑的身体，他渴望一头扎进湖里，出来就返老还童变成一妙龄少女或英俊少男，上校说话的态度一本正经，口气十分的恳切，应该能够感动上苍。 此时此刻卡诺拉冰川就矗立在我们眼前，长长的冰舌由山间而下，冰川下五彩的经幡随风飒飒作响，闭上眼，感受着拂面而过的高原之风，我感到自己的心境无限的扩展开来，空旷而辽远……. 下午七点，路过宗山古堡，是电影《红河谷》的外景拍摄地，当时没反应过来，所以印象不是十分深刻，拍了几张照片匆匆而去。过了江孜县，已是西藏的黄昏时刻，一片大光从山边投射下来，光线不强不弱，落在公路两边的青稞田里，山暗田明，远暗近明，正是我们想要的大光！我们跳下车以迅雷不及掩耳盗铃之势钻进田边抢拍，十分钟的时间，大光移走，相信大家都有了几张大作，就连用松下LX2拍的这几张大片都非常满意！ 日喀则距离拉萨250公里，海拔3800米，比拉萨略高，是臧南的重镇，日喀则臧语称“喜葛次”意为“如意庄园”是西藏第二大城市和宗教中心，称后臧地区。这一带气候温和，日照充足，是西藏的粮仓。今晚就住在日喀则，司机帮我们联系了一家经济、干净的小店----金兰卓玛住吧，名字很有意思，里面的设施也别有风味，一进门就能看到舒服的秋千藤椅和摇椅，让你一解疲劳，我们就住在后院的二楼，放了行李，集合吃饭。西藏有名的怪现象：四川的饭馆，河南的出租。真是不假，就是没有山西的东东！ 饭吃的舒服又热闹，布丁这个大总管还算不错！跑里跑外，像李连英一样辛苦，凑合用吧！饭桌上就“人工呼吸”方面诸多问展开激烈讨论，我有点饿，没听清楚由来，不细述了，好象是以布丁为人工呼吸的模特，鼓励大家勤于练习户外急救知识，要知详情请致电布丁同志为你细细道来！ 卡诺拉冰川 光影大片 翻云覆雨 风起云涌([]
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