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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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蒋湘梦

我是一个中国援外医疗队的普通医生，爱好旅行，现在在西非几内亚工作。我把自己的所见所闻和生活体验记录了下来，希望告诉大家真实的非洲风土人情和中国医生在海外的生存状态。 所有的文字和照片都发在www.12walkers.com 的《淫在非洲》专版里了，现在写了20万字，有1600多张照片，现在已经有超过10万人次的浏览，欢迎爱好生活的朋友加入我们的行列。“照片太少了......建议楼主多发PP ” cola，你是不是看错帖子了？1800张照片不应该算少呀。 诸位，在这里只是一个宣传，我在非洲的网速实在太慢了，不能在每个网站里都发图片，只要你们自己登陆www.12walkers.com 这个户外网站的《淫在非洲》专版，就可以看到所有的文字和1800张照片。 我现在还在非洲，还有一年多回国，我会把随笔和照片一直发下去的。非洲是一片神秘、美丽、充满苦难的地方。。。。。。。。谢谢龙井！！<;br />;端午节我去参观了非洲现代艺术展。其他的展品照片和艺术家的介绍都发在《淫在非洲》的第六部分里了，赶兴趣的朋友可以去www.12walkers.com 里的专版去看看。为了打发时间，也是丰富自己的历史知识，我在淫在非洲里增加了历史上的今天这个项目，每天学习一点，内容已经从第六部分开始了。6月20日是世界难民日，今年的难民日的主是：勇气。 “面对砍刀的攻击，逃离，光脚穿过乱石的戈壁，靠着昆虫和树根生存，直到找到帮助、饮水和保护。现在，家就是一顶帐篷，每天一点干粮，和无法遏制的希望。”——难民的生存与家园的重建，需要非凡的勇气！ 我也很喜欢那幅画，是一位在西非很活跃的白人女画家创作的，非洲的传统文化和现代艺术都非常吸引我。非洲的雨季开始了，我们这里接连几天都是大雨不断，院子里快变成游泳池了。今天是医疗队离开祖国整11个月的日子，有4位同志今天起程回国探亲。这就是让我们所有男同事嫉妒得大口吐血的照片！内幕消息在www.12walkers.com 《淫在非洲》第7部分里。 自己对着镜子理了一个秃瓢，清爽！第一次留胡子，咱也装一回老男人。跳得过瘾，哥儿几个在旁边敲得也十分卖力。鼓边钉的铁片上挂着很多小铁环，随着鼓的震动发出清脆的响声。黑人妇女的头发又短又硬，枝枝杈杈象乱草一样，必须仔细地和假发缠在一起才能编出漂亮的辫子来。 编辫子的时候必须使劲拉紧每一根头发，再和假发缠紧，这样编出的发型才会结实有型，可以维持一个月以上。但是据说头皮会非常疼，甚至疼得睡不着觉，而且一个多月不能拆开洗头，头皮还会很瘙痒难忍。看来想要漂亮点儿还真不容易！ 还是先前收过我钱的那位司仪比较好心，她看见我着急，就拨开跳舞的妇人们，把新娘子拉了出来......我当时就觉得眼前一亮！真是个美人呀！ 。。。。。。。具体文字和照片请看www.12walkers.com 《淫在非洲》连载第八部分。新的照片和文字一直在不断更新，都在www.12walkers.com的《淫在非洲》专版里呢，这里只是一点点节选。几内亚人晒衣服的传统，就是趁出太阳的时候把衣服、床单洗完后都摆在地上晒，在他们的想法中认为地面是干净的，其实土地中有很多寄生虫的虫卵，一些虫卵可以通过衣服钻入人体皮肤里，这或许也是这里皮肤病流行的一个原因。奔忙在城市与乡村的小公共，车后面挂上三、五个人是稀松平常的事情。医疗队已经在非洲生活了一年零两个月，我也已经写了30完字的随笔，拍摄了1万多张照片，并且挑选了3000多张在网站发表。 ; 全部的文字和照片都在www.12walkers.com 《淫在非洲》专版，欢迎对非洲感兴趣的朋友来看看。从首都通往杜布里卡的公路修得很不错，有的路段两边居然还有护栏。这在几内亚已经是最高档次的公路了。哈哈，感谢众位斑竹和兄弟们的抬爱，不是我抠门，只是我这边上网的条件太烂了，照片已经改的很小了，还是发得很慢，经常要熬到深夜，实在无力在各个网站上都发表全部照片，呵呵，只能委屈大家去www.12walkers.com 的《淫在非洲》专版里看全部的照片了，不过我会尽量挑一些照片发过来，和更多的朋友分享。 其实除了照片之外，我更多的心情和感受是通过文字表达的，这些只有在《淫在非洲》的专版中才能看到了，呵呵，卖个关子。 感谢所有新老朋友的支持和鼓励！ 路边有几个孩子提着不知名的水果在叫卖，我们的司机向他们问路，从这个路口向里拐，就是瀑布了。终于来到了瀑布近前，首先看到了两位美女！奔腾咆哮的瀑布更加衬托出美女的娇柔，正所谓：天人合一！这两漂亮姑娘穿着比基尼在瀑布下戏水，顿时吸引了所有兄弟们的眼球，他们纷纷举起长枪短炮向姑娘们致敬，我在50米开外，顾不得擦流出来的鼻血，赶紧掏出200mm的长焦头狂摄了几张。 这一对儿柔情蜜意的，做什么亲昵动作都不避讳大家，也知不道他俩是啥关系，不过我很喜欢这种肤色的对比组合：牛奶+巧克力。<;br /><;br />;估计小胖看见他俩那天的亲昵举动，就不光是流口水了，肯定要喷鼻血了！这是在餐厅鱼缸里养的，看着象小鳄鱼，但比鳄鱼小多了，可能也是爬行动物，谁知道它的名字？肯定不是鳄鱼，比它小多了，也就20厘米长，我不知道它的名字。哈哈，这禽流感确实搞得人不安宁，据说非洲就是下一个重灾区呢，所以要先抓紧吃！黎巴嫩小帅哥，在炎热的非洲，有个地方能经常来戏水，太爽了。([

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刘淑娟

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15.2.海拔5000米，徒步6公里，只为亲近那藏野驴！. 16.1.目击：藏羚羊种群大战. 16.2.色林措：笑傲江湖之最后的集体高潮. 17.回到拉萨，回到布达拉. 18.藏餐：洛旦的告别晚宴. 19.拉萨：最后的36小时..六、后记篇.七、攻略篇【阿里·缘】一千山万壑云和月，神措圣湖一轮回；陪君醉笑八千里，不负如来不负卿。阿里，每一座山都有他的名字，每一条河流都有她的故事。阿里，天地有大美而不言。山后面还是山，旷野后面还是旷野；风后面还是风，云后面还是云；海子后面还是海子；经幡的后面是无尽的蓝天。。。如果说西藏的林芝是柔情似水的卓玛，那么，阿里，就是粗犷的扎西；如果说冈仁波齐是刚毅的藏族汉子，那么玛旁雍措就是依偎在他身边的美丽佳人。阿里，即使路上没有鲜花，我仍然可以欣赏它的荒芜；即使是没有掌声的行程，我仍然坚定地选择前行。。。【阿里·缘】二“ 7月阿里大环线穿越洛旦。。。”---这几个字眼必定成为我2010年的关键词。“7月10日，珠峰。夜宿5200大本营，二位娇柔的兄弟高反，头疼欲裂。。。”“7月12日，漏夜狂奔，一天18小时，巅波得我们没心没肺。。。” “7月14日，午夜12时，二辆越野车迷失在扎达死人沟转不出去。。。” “7月17日，仁多，夜宿藏民家，深夜的集体狗叫和屋内脏兮兮的被子发出的难闻的气味交织在一起，彻夜未眠。。。”“7月18日，文布，夜宿藏民家，刺骨的寒风从窗缝里钻进来，淅沥的雨滴和冰冷的雪花整夜打在脸上，牛粪羊粪在炉火的烘烤下散发出异样的味道，这哪里是文布天堂，简直就是地狱。。。”“7月19日，几天不能洗澡，我们已和藏民无异，身上散发着和着牛羊粪的气味。。。”现在，当旅行已经结束，所有的痛苦都已过去，留下的只是阿里的美好。【阿里·缘】三今年是我藏地五年计划的第四年了，但凡热爱西藏的人在第一次去过拉萨之后，心里就会像我一样想着下一趟的旅行应该是阿里。阿里的缘起还得从去年说起。。。2009年11月15日，川藏线回来之后，当我在电脑上为游记《200年稻草人手记之西藏：理想、信仰和一地鸡毛》敲下最后一段文字的时候，我的阿里梦开始了。 2010年7月，阿里，我来了！---是为序，作为我游记的开始。【英雄人物篇】话说2010年7月，江湖上流传阿里王将带一支8 人的小分队奔向茫茫阿里，去寻找那传说中的古格王朝。这8 个小厮是何许人也？传说中的阿里王为何将他们招入旗下？据坊间的说法，8 人中，有国内著名网站的斑主、著名的自由摄影家、某媒体著名的摄影记者、著名服装品牌的赞助商，还有，还有。。。。还有一个著名的忽悠大王。呵呵，对号入座吧。当然，有了阿里王带队，想不成英雄也难了。召集的故事【花絮一】昨天下班路上接到一个无锡驴友的电话，才听说我要走阿里，她跟我说她妹妹10日也走阿里大北线，是阿里王的车队。我笑着说我也是阿里王的车队，并且是阿里王亲自带队，她惊呼：原来你们就是阿里王说的摄影队啊！她说她妹妹的队伍3车，曾经强烈要求洛旦能亲自带队，被洛旦拒绝，因为洛但说了要带一个国内著名的摄影队。（来自队友茗禅）【旁白】后来，我们在拉萨见到了这支比我们晚一天走的队伍的领队，一个叫秦雨巷的小姑娘，第一次去西藏第一次组队就去了阿里，佩服！【花絮二】前几天有个陌生人加我MSN，问从哪里得到我的ID，回答说搜索“阿里七月”百度到我的博客，知道我7月初走阿里（感叹网络的强大），聊了没几句他似乎意识到什么，突然问：“你们老大是稻草人吗？”原来这个人是被草队拒绝过的一个驴子，草队拒绝的人太多，估计也不知道是哪个了吧哈哈。（再感一下江湖真小）。后来他们自己拉竿子组队，也曾要求阿里王带队，同样因为洛旦要带一个强大的摄影队而遭拒绝。（来自队友茗禅）【旁白】哈哈，阿里真大，江湖真小。草人最成功的也许就是让传说中的阿里王带一个强大的摄影队了。自我表扬一下。耶！其实，这次的召集，我们婉拒了很多激情勃发的驴友。【花絮三】一深圳驴子，洋洋洒洒在我QQ上留下了万言书，那豪情壮志就像战争年代战士血书请战上战场一样。让心软的草人蒙生同情。那万言书的结尾让人唏嘘不已：如果我到时去不成，我让我老婆去！一定不会耽误你们的！唉，阿里是不是把人都搞成高反了？不过还是挺感动的。【花絮四】一香港的雌性小驴，游遍了祖国的山山水水，爱国热情可不一般，对西藏也是如数家珍，她的终极目就是阿里，无奈时间不对，自我放弃。呵呵，兄弟们，下次一起去香港，我请客，她出钱。【花絮五】还有一位南京雄性驴子跟我套近乎了半年，有一天却突发奇想跟我说他要开着沙滩车去阿里了，遂自我遁去。有听过把阿里当草原的，从没听过把阿里当海滨沙滩的。草人听此，当场高反！【花絮六】更有一位广东的肌肉男，身高1米8多，满身块状肌。刚刚骑车走了川藏线，从此，自以为天下就唯我独尊了。看他空间里的满身块状肌，真害怕路上一不投机抓起我们就往珠峰顶扔，惹不起，躲得起，婉拒。【旁白】半年的召集，结识了很多喜欢行走的朋友。阿里，我们也许擦肩而过，但我相信，我们会在下一个驿站相遇。截止2010年5月24日，七月阿里行的最终确认8名队员为：西湖、茗禅、飞檐走璧、海拔3000、本色、稻草人、苏幕遮、达华。洛旦：一个叫阿里王的西藏传奇阿里王洛旦，绝对是一个西藏传奇。年轻时的洛旦曾经是个军师，他的手足个个骁勇善战。然而洛旦却从不打架，尽管从堆龙到拉萨，从阿里到新疆到处曾闪耀过他们的刀光剑影。现在的洛旦一点也不炫耀他的过去，到是见到曾经断足的过去的手下时，唏嘘不已。洛旦说，他现在非常内疚，自觉罪孽深重，这也许是他现在虔诚于佛教的主要原因。后来的洛旦成为一位僧人，先是色拉寺学法，后又到直贡梯寺修行。据说，就是在直贡梯寺著名的天葬台，洛旦认清了生死的真谛，感谢佛祖又超度了一人。还俗后，洛旦曾经在政府部门工作，又因故离开公职岗位。之后的洛旦成了一名职业司机，开始了他云游天下的生涯。洛旦的侠骨柔情和风流倜傥多半是在这个时期展现出来。现在的洛旦是个网络红人，网上追捧他的驴子特别多。洛旦说，阿里的地图就装在他的脑子里。洛旦有着鹰一样的眼睛，能像美式巡航导弹一样准确地发现行程中的目。洛旦有着藏獒一样的嗅觉，他能在我们肉眼还看不见的时候告诉我们前方有一只驴，并且是母驴。洛旦很少走阿里小环线，那是因为他惦念着大北线上的牧民。每次走阿里，洛旦总是会给他们带去衣服和药品，我们行程结束离开拉萨的时候，洛旦还说，别忘了阿里大北线的那些藏民。洛旦还自己出钱在珠峰脚下不远的村庄建了一个小学，他自称为世界上海拔最高的小学。是否是海拔最高的小学无从考证，但起码洛旦的境界和珠峰一样高。（洛旦在分发衣物）洛旦还在南迦巴瓦峰脚下捐资造了一座寺庙，他还建有许多白塔。洛旦还领养和资助过许多孤儿。洛旦也是个诙谐的人，他说，阿里王来了，白帐篷的姑娘出来了。果真，后来的行程印证了他自己所说的话。（洛旦每到一处都很受牧民们的欢迎）每次过垭口，洛旦总会大声喊：拉索索，拉索索。以祈求山神的保佑，那高吭的高原之音成了我现在的手机铃声。同样，每次过垭口，他都会下车挂上经幡，那种对宗教的虔诚让我们很是敬佩。洛旦的镜头感很强，每每当镜头对准他，他的POSE绝对是一流的。洛旦也绝对是个热爱家乡的环保人士，当连年的干旱使海子干涸，草原枯萎，他唏嘘不已：我的家乡怎么变成这样了呢？黯然神伤的表情让我们肃然起敬。当我们用过路餐时，他会和他的同伴把垃圾深埋于他热爱着的大地中。洛旦也是憨厚的，在漂亮的老婆面前，他的笑容可掬。（行程结束后，洛旦在宫廷藏餐馆请我们吃藏餐）洛旦的家庭是幸福的。他有个美丽的老婆，在家中为他打点着生意，据说英文还是六级的水平，让我们汗颜！他有个女儿在北京上大学，据说即将成为一个维和警察；他的一个儿子在大昭寺做喇嘛，有着很高的地位；另外还有一个女儿是教师，一个儿子是医生。这就是他漂亮的老婆，英文讲得比普通话还流利。洛旦无疑是我们这次行程中最伟大的英雄，不仅仅在于他历经千险化险为夷，更在于他的人格魅力和对西藏的深沉的爱。二车失去联系时，洛旦高高地站在越野车上，他说，我站得高，另外的车就容易看得见。此时的他，就像是在指挥千军万马的将军。洛旦：一个叫阿里王的西藏传奇。也许，他是现代西藏的一个文化符号。我们很幸运，在阿里王洛旦即将退休的时候有幸成为他的队员完成了阿里大环线的穿越。虽然，我们夸大了自己，我们的队伍没有国内著名的*****噱头，我们只是一个小斑竹、一个小摄影爱好者、一个小报记者，只有那个忽悠大王是真实的，但我们是善意的，因为我们敬仰你，因为我们爱西藏、爱阿里。在佛祖面前，我再也不敢忽悠您了，忏悔中~~~洛旦，我们想念你，就像我的二个兄弟想念西藏的白帐篷一样。阿里因为有了洛旦是变得如此生动！祝福你，洛旦；祝福你，阿里王！你是我们心中真正的英雄！队友苏幕遮描述阿里王洛旦：洛旦，阿里王，也是一个故事大王，一路上，给俺们讲了不少的故事，碍于本人娇气的高反，记得不多，只能想到哪儿，说到哪儿，至于故事真伪，大家自己明鉴，拒绝牵强附会，拒绝对号入座。第一个故事：洛旦的第一位客人话说，Lond long ago，洛旦，一位年青的藏族小伙子，刚从一个端着铁饭碗的人进化成一个没饭碗的人，（迟到早退，还是风流过头，原因不祥。）心潮澎湃，思绪万千，乍办？还有一大家子的人等着他拿米回家，古语说得好，有手艺就有饭吃，此时的洛旦，就有也只有一手开车的好本领。好不容易借钱买了一辆二手车，洛旦就和其它司机一样，整天窝在停车场等游客。一天，终于来了一位客人，男的。他的要求很奇怪，单人单车，一个月的时间走完西藏车能走的路。有司机报价，15000，他摇头，有司机报价，12000，他又摇头，有司机报价，10000，他还是摇头。问到洛旦了，洛旦内心不想去，家里有老有小，一个月时间太长了，张口就说，30000。“好，就你了”没想到，这位客人二话不说就答应了，还很爽快地付了10000元定金。这下，洛旦没法推了。在当时，这10000元钱，在西藏逛一个月也差不多够了。第二天，洛旦就带着这位奇怪的客人上路了。请问，先走藏北，还是藏南？随便。这里的风景挺美的，要不要停车？随便。一路上，这客人一不爱看景，二不爱拍照，三不爱说话，就好象一个空气人，一个隐形人坐在车上。就这样，一天又一天，一日复一日，从日出到日落，除了开车还是开车。洛旦简直快疯了。如果说这客人还有一点象正常人的行为，那就是，每到一个地方，只要有邮局，他就会拿出一块脏脏的白布，在上面盖一个邮戳。一个月很快就到了，白布上也盖满了各地的邮戳，那10000元钱用得也差不多了，终于回到了拉萨，洛旦揪着的心也放了下来。我的任务完成了，请把余下的20000元给我吧。没钱，我全部的钱在出发前都给你了，要骂要打，随你。洛旦当时怀疑自己的耳朵是不是有毛病，如果不是幻听的话，那肯定是自己疯了。更好笑的是，这客人不仅没有付那20000元钱，还一直跟在洛旦后面，死皮赖脸地来到洛旦的家。我是一个逃债的人，别人欠了我很多钱，我也欠了别人很多钱，家里逼债的人太多，我没办法，本来不想活了，到西藏把仅有10000元用完后，就准备随便找个湖跳下去，可现在，我又不想死了，我哪儿也不去，就住在你家。洛旦和老婆大眼瞪小眼，傻了，乍办？杀了他还是煮了他。这客人的心理素质真是***一流，（这欠钱的都是大爷，真理啊）他把洛旦的家当成了自己的家，到点吃饭，到点睡觉，骂不还口，打不还手。请神容易送神难，这20000元我也不要了，您请走吧，爱上哪儿去哪儿。那行，好人做到底，我也正想回家看看，给我买张机票吧。为了把这尊神请走，洛旦还向哥哥借了2000元，买了机票，送走了他。在这之后的一个月里，洛旦一家人总是把门关得紧紧的，一有人敲门，就心惊胆跳的，生怕那厮杀个回马枪又回来了。光阴似箭，岁月如梭，5年后，那人真的回来了，带了老婆孩子，当然，那欠下的20000元及各种杂费，也一并带来。洛旦一家盛情款待，游拉萨，逛纳木措，想必此时的心境与彼时的心境大不相同。那人如此，洛旦也如此。相逢一笑，尽泯恩怨。洛旦的第二个故事：一个人和一只羊洛旦走阿里，一年复一年，可这一年却遇到了一件奇事。出普兰不远，发现路边有一位徙步的男青年，身上背着一个大包，包上挂着一支水瓶，身后却牵着一只羊，羊很小，以人来算的话，最多上小学，人很瘦，不到90斤，一只羊，一个人，在荒凉的土路上，孤独地前行。洛旦深知在这样人迹罕见的地方，实在不适合独行，停车相问，到哪儿？答：不知道。走了多久了？答：三个月了。从哪儿来？香港。那人怕洛旦他们不信，还拿出护照，果然是HK人。又问：为什么来这里？答：走着走着就到这里了。再问：羊从哪儿来的？答：自己跟来的，可能它也寂寞吧。洛旦好心，带你一程吧，那香港人也实在，就缩在行李包中，一路不哼声，带到了札达。那香港人浑身臭哄哄的，洛旦让他洗了个澡，用了整整一块肥皂，又请他吃了三碗拉面，问：究竟怎么回事？答：我在香港把自己给丢了，不知道自己是什么人。独子，父母皆是成功人士，我却是平凡小子，事业无成，未能聚妻，内心自闭，父母相轻。走到哪儿算哪儿，对我来说，处处都是人生的归宿。洛旦见此人神情恍惚，说话颠三倒四，便好言相劝，你若没有地方可去，我有一处，极适合现在的你，色拉寺，去不去？香港人答：有何不去。洛旦随即向色拉寺的师傅汇报，希望大师能救救这位年轻人，师傅说，来吧。半年后，这位香港人的父母特地来到洛旦家，向洛旦致谢，在路上拣回了他们儿子的心。后来，这年轻人子承父业，还真成就了一番事业，现在也算是名人了。江湖上有句传言，来西藏的人，不是失恋的，就是失意的，或是已辞职的和准备辞职的，如果都不是，那一定是精神病。如果还不是的话，那一定是自己还不知道自己是精神病的精神病。仔细想想，这句话有一定的道理。【英雄团】（左起：本色、海拔3000、苏暮遮、飞檐走壁、茗禅、稻草人、西湖美、达华）英雄莫问出处威振江湖、人见人威、骑最快的马、亮最快的剑、喝最大碗的酒、高原上蹦得最高此乃我们天地英雄是也。英雄总有个主角，在没经大家同意之下，达华轻易地充当了一回主角。（三个配角和一个没经导演潜规则的主角）我们的队伍向太阳，太阳就是那伟大的党。呀拉索！扎达土林沟苦练猴功。猴哥，猴哥！你真了不得！ “没经苏导演的潜规则，岂能当主角？”草人大喝一声！达华当场被草人踢出镜头之外。画外音：那天之后，达华对苏毕恭毕敬，后经苏导演的对达华的潜规则时的实地考察发现：达华虽然年纪最小，头上毛发却掉得最多，可是，腰部以上颈部以下却是郁郁葱葱。从此，苏导演赐给达华一个艺名：小青龙。男儿厮杀正闹，美女拉拉队也不甘落后，她们齐声大喊：“草人，加油！草人，加油！！草人草人我爱你，就像老鼠爱大米！” 潜规则后的达华迅速蹿红成了导演。他正指导着女主角们为艺术献身。英雄团集体亮相谢幕！洛旦的第三个故事：死人沟札达土林，长50里，横20里，或长20里，横50里。总之方圆千里。在这千里之内，有着13条沟，都是同一走向，南北还是东西（忘了）其中有一条沟，就叫作死人沟。洛旦讲这个故事的时候，是在凌晨12点，我们正在札达土林里迷路着。黑色的天空里有个弯月，提醒我们，还是在地球上，且我们还活着。有一年，洛旦带着一个摄影团游土林，到土林时，快傍晚了，摄影大师们是最讲究光影的，对洛旦说，我们徒步进去，你在沟外等着，3个小时就回来。过了3个小时，大师们还没回来，洛旦想，光线太美了。4个小时还没回来，洛旦想，这些人真的没时间概念。5个小时还没回来，洛旦就是用膝盖想也知道，大师们迷路了。天黑了，洛旦也慌了，对人来说，这土林里没吃没喝的，可万一有只狼，对它来说，进去了三个人，这狼倒变成有吃有喝的了。洛旦跑到附近的一个村子，恳求村里的人都来找人，找到一个人给500，没找到人，也给100。全村的人打着火把，分批进沟。找了一宿，活的没找到，死的也没见过一个。第二天一大清早，村民们继续找，洛旦跑到札达去报警，有关部门说，不到24小时，不算失踪，说不准，自己就溜达出来了。中午，终于找到了一个，还活着。村民们不愿再找了，能去的地方我们都找了，土林太大了，我们尽力了。村民们可以撤，可洛旦不能撤，洛旦通过关系，求爷爷告奶奶，请军营里的大部队帮忙。不惜一切代价，不管多少钱，不管死的活的，只要能把人找回来就行。关键时刻还是要靠部队，到了第三天，终于把人都找齐了，佛祖保佑，人都活着，也没少个零件什么的。世界上没有无缘无故的爱，一般的爱都要用金钱来计算，这般折腾化了2万5，世界上也没有无缘无故的恨，化了这么多钱，这三个人不愿了。我们只不过在里面呆了一天两夜，也没有给狼吃了，凭什么要化我们这么多钱。只能看在洛旦你也算是尽心尽责的份上，再说，我们也不是没钱的主，这钱我们出了，可你们得帮我们把那机子找回来，那可都是十几二十几万的哈苏啊。洛旦年轻时，也不是善良的主，也见过各种各样的人，经过各种各样的事，到了这时候，才发现，原来自己还真是一个没见过什么世面的人。隔天，到了狮泉河，三位大师们说再多的话也没用了，分道扬骠，算帐走人。故事听到这里，我们不仅流着口水问，那些哈苏们是不是还真的躺在土林的哪一个角落里，等着我们去拣，洛旦白了我们一眼，贼贼地笑道，机子都在，就看你有没有那个命了。【英雄之二】西湖美

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是脱离大众生活太久了）再熬一小时，等看看哪家早餐店的老板最勤劳，能够像我一样有着睡得比妓晚起得比鸡早的苦逼的命。早安，楚雄！又是阴霾的天，逐渐恢复的体能带来轻松的心情。离开楚雄没多远的路上遇到了三位背包徒步前往香格里拉的广东妹纸，同是苦逼，拍照留念，互勉！看到了一只老的不成样子的宠物狗，瞎了一只眼，四肢蹒跚的走在路上，没来得及拍它的正面，心想咱家的狗狗到老的时候也会成这个样子。唉，岁月就是把***杀猪刀。平静孤独，快乐幸福，在这条没有行人的路上，永远年轻，永远热泪盈眶。一路音乐相伴，李逼万总周云蓬还有FLY哥哥的卡奇社，听到“达摩流浪者”这首歌时，恰好无意中看到320国道3000米的路牌。总是不停地在路牌上涂鸦的人们啊，您们到底想炫耀些神马**？！上午遭遇的大量上下坡路况还不算太难。坐在路边喝一口水，想起那天在公车上，我盯着一个在打盹的长腿姑娘看，向他们使了个眼神，老驼背缓缓地从口中吐出两个字：“so so”，不一会，雄哥一脸贱笑地跟着说：“just so so”想到明天就要到大理了，在微博上发了个言让喜欢明信片的兄弟姐妹们把地址私信或留言给我。在路边一家司机餐馆就餐，点了个辣椒炒肉要了罐啤酒，老板听说我要去拉萨，送了碗菜汤给我。坐在餐馆外闲扯的村民们对我这个怪异的外乡人显得很感兴趣，问长问短，我这不靠谱的旅行念头成了他们饭后最好的谈资。一路上都在想着米饭，连吃了三天米线，怕怕。我对老板说别把饭装得太满怕吃不完浪费，结果却一口气来了个底朝天。途经一段铁路，看到铁轨旁的栏杆上披着很多旧裤子，颇为纳闷（这都是过铁路时不慎遇难者的遗物吗）。一辆火车刚呼啸而过，就看见有个牧羊人赶着羊群急匆匆地越过铁路，有两只小黑羊估计看对方不爽已经很久了，刚爬上路面就吵了起来，当场角斗，真逗！好路终于走完，准备爬坡之际，看到有个骑友靠在路旁休息，他来自青海，走完青藏线现在倒骑滇藏线，接下来还打算上北京进内蒙然后绕回家，他在色季拉山捡了个装备不佳的兄弟，那苦逼的辐条断了几根，现在后面推车。过了会儿，坡上又下来了位兄弟，从北京骑到拉萨现在还要再骑回去。唉，这年头，像我这样脑袋有病的人还真是不少。正当我们拍完照依依惜别之际，坡下骑上来了三位老外，跟我今天的目的地一样，普棚，还有34公里。众人因老外的出现显得格外激动，争相和那位大方妩媚的姑娘拍照。青海哥让我和老外一起走，并叮嘱说今天接下来的路全是以上坡为主的烂路，路上小心。（事实证明@truthfree兄弟前面说的七里坡应该就是这里，而不在昨天的路程，今天绝对是极度苦逼的一天）如果没有经历连续上坡令人崩溃的沮丧，是无法体会到在下坡路上御风而驰的快感。如果没有在暴晒下挥汗如雨最后体渴至极致，是无法想象左手拎着山寨冰棒右手握着正宗可乐再完全不顾吃相把头埋进西瓜里狼吞虎咽时的激动。老外们来自瑞士，大卫（哥 30岁）、雷迪霞（哥马子 30岁）、卢卡（弟 28岁），大卫和雷迪霞是单车环游世界者，在路上已经走了3年，来到中国7个月，去过广西、湖南等地。卢卡刚办了旅游证来中国，也跟着骑了1个月了。大卫和雷迪霞会说几句简单的汉语，卢卡基本上完全不会。我问大卫要骑往何方，他说老外无法获得西藏的证，只能去到丽江或者香格里拉。我说可知道丽江是中国的艳遇之城，他没听懂，我想了想，解释说是best one night stand city of china，雷迪霞在前面骑着听到这句话时回头看了我一眼，大卫遗憾地耸了耸肩，指着雷迪霞说：“她是我的美女”，我点了点头，大声地对雷迪霞说：“don`t care,just kidding”路上休息的时候，大卫说卢卡的膝盖受伤了，上坡路很痛苦，卢卡点点头，我说前两天也有类似的经历，后来通过调整好多了，卢卡说是因为以前踢足球时候的旧伤。卢卡卷起裤管的时候，我看到他的膝盖上贴着块膏药，我示意他把那杂牌坑爹的膏药撕下扔了，试一下我那神奇的magic spray，雷迪霞听到这个词语的时候，做了个要晕倒的姿势，难道她也听说过西门大官人曾经使用过的七步迷魂散。喷上药后，大卫感激地对我点头示意，继续上路。坑爹的上坡烂路使得骑行的时速只能保持6~7公里左右，雷迪霞开路，卢卡紧随其后，我和大卫收尾。由于他们的骑行速度明显略快过我，我很快就觉得累了，开始想念自己一个人骑行时的轻松惬意，于是，在他们停下拍照时，我不再等候迅速前行想甩掉他们，没一会，卢卡又追了上来，问我要不要吃一点甜品，我说随便，接着在一处有着开阔视野的悬崖边上，分享了他们行李里的面包。我主意已定，还是一个人走舒坦些，终于找了个机会不告而别，骑上一个逆光的坡时，在一颗大树下突然看见一个盘腿席地而坐的年轻人，身边放着一个大背包以及一本地图，我问他要去哪儿，他说要徒步前往大理，我说普棚离这不远，今晚可以考虑在那儿下榻，他摇了摇头说，能走到哪儿算哪儿，露宿是他的旅行方式。下了最后一个很长的坡后，进入普棚镇，这个镇子安静得异乎寻常，仿佛刚被鬼子洗劫过一般，几乎看不到什么年轻人，小镇上的居民好奇地打量着我后窃窃私语，我快速地把镇子骑了个遍确定了这儿只有两家简陋的旅社，在我决定去投宿村口的那家店时，在下坡拐弯处又遇见了这三个老外。唉，阴魂不散，就勉强凑合吧。我跟这三人走进了扬帆宾馆，老板说双人间每晚30元，三人间每晚40元，我说就要这两间吧（反正我喜欢自己一个人睡的踏实点）。老外们用瑞士语交头接耳了一番后，雷迪霞跑过来跟我说，如果要两个双人间，让卢卡跟我住，这样可以帮我省一点费用，我说也行。我用我的身份证登记了住宿并付清了所有房费，雷迪霞把他们的那份给我时我没有零钱找便少收了5块，她感激地说路上吃了我请客的西瓜和饮料已经很不好意思了，并问我要去吃晚餐吗，我说当然，她说那晚餐必须由他们来请客，我扬了扬眉头。我和大卫、卢卡走在前往觅食的路上，我说雷迪霞怎么还没跟上来，卢卡说她吃了一些糖果后就不吃晚饭了，大卫插了句她要减肥，卢卡不屑地说：“stupid think”我这劳累了一天，一心想喝点酒，又担心习惯了穷游的老外预算有限，我先问他们想吃什么，他们说由我来决定，我说这样子晚上我来请客，我们吃火锅喝啤酒，他们连连摇手说喝酒绝对是个好主意但是我请客是不对的。傍晚七点，普棚大部分的商店都在准备关门，吃了好几次闭门羹，最后在一家牛羊肉店找到吃的，老板娘说的话我听得不是很懂，我指手画脚地点了几道菜，让老外帮忙把桌椅搬到门外，再抱了一箱啤酒出来。镇上的小孩对我们很是好奇，摆出各种姿势让我们拍照后再过来围观相机的屏幕，开朗乐观的大卫跟他们玩得不亦乐乎，时而鬼脸时而怪异动作，腼腆斯文的卢卡则安静地坐在一旁。开喝之后，我们的话就开始多了起来，跟老外对话确实能迅速提高英语的口语水平，为了更好地进行交流，我带了平板电脑出来，一些无法表达的词汇要借助里面安装的翻译软件。他们学会了nice to meet u叫做幸会，还有cheers不能乱说有些中国人会理解为去死。我们干杯了more and more我问说德国的啤酒好喝那瑞士的啤酒如何，卢卡说一般般，但是欧洲啤酒度数普遍会高很多，他有时候喝一两升就要醉了，除了啤酒外他喝不了别的酒，墨西哥的塔基拉三杯倒，我笑着说可以试一下中国的二锅头，大卫插嘴说有52度，卢卡听了快晕过去。我们聊到了杰克凯鲁亚克的在路上，蝎子乐队的wind of change，他们很喜欢bob marley，他们欢快地唱的时候我也似懂非懂地跟着摇头晃脑地哼着。大卫说他和雷迪霞弄了个英法双语的网站），来记录他们的环球之旅，接下来会把和我在一起的经历写篇文章上传，他认真地在我的平板电脑里写下了那个网址。大卫会说好几国的语言，最擅长的是法语和意大利语。卢卡之前瑞士同时打四份工作，还是个私人健身教练，爱好广泛，滑雪、攀岩、网球样样精通。大卫说卢卡有个孩子得了类似crazy的躁狂症，他很痛苦，所以辞了工作来中国找他，卢卡点了点头。我说我对人生也充满疑惑，希望通过骑行能够想通一些事情。大卫指着面前的一碗炒饭问老板娘说要多少钱，答案是4块，大卫对我说其实人不需要过多的物质就可以过得很好了，他不想成为金钱的奴隶，这样的人生没有意思，我点头表示认同。有个酒鬼拎着酒杯在我们身边晃荡了一会后，突然搬了张凳子一屁股就坐在我的身旁，又拿起桌上的筷子欲伸向卢卡面前的食物，我急忙夺过他的筷子，直视他的眼神问他想干嘛，他说的方言我听不懂，我大声喊叫老板娘过来赶人，老板娘在远处畏缩地看着我们，我明白了这就是当地的一个地痞流氓。硬的不行就来软的，我迅速满脸堆笑地搭着他的肩膀说：“哥，我们今天刚骑行到这里在路边吃饭，来，抽支烟”，那酒徒没有接过我递出的烟，说了一句：“你在玩我是吧”（这句我倒是听懂了），我急忙继续媚笑地说：“哥，我今天在路上遇到这两个老外，他们环游世界来到中国，我英语不好急死我了，刚才多有得罪不要见怪”。接下来我用三寸不烂之舌终于让哥消了气，请哥抽烟陪哥喝酒让哥吃菜，酒徒其实倒也不是坏人，他也是因为好奇才接近我们，他说如果他那位上大学的儿子在家的话也可以像我一样和老外这么交流着。大卫和卢卡目瞪口呆地看着这一幕。末了，我跟他们解释了我和酒徒交手的过程，我说其实每个人都可能是坏人，也可能是好人，你自己眼中看到是什么人，他就会是什么人，一念成佛一念成魔。二人纷纷点头竖起拇指表示高见。这是个典型的只有留守老人和儿童的村镇。典型的中国特色下的社会现象。我提议玩些游戏，大卫立即兴奋了起来，怪声怪气地说起“剪刀石头布”，卢卡立即会意，他们演示了各个国家的“剪刀石头布”的说法（我还以为这是中国人自创的酒令，汗颜），我们接着又玩了猜左右手瓶盖有没有，轮到大卫做庄的时候，他身后围观的小孩想尽办法偷看他的双手，他一会钻到桌下一会把双手藏到衣服内，乐不可支。3个人，15瓶650ml大理啤酒，连同3盘牛肉3碗炒饭几个蔬菜一共126元。我悄悄地买了单。大卫和卢卡既激动又惭愧，问我打算在大理呆几天，如果有机会他们希望能在大理做东。卢卡把大卫的手机号码给了我，叫我无论如何要call他。人生有时候适可而止，我没想过还要再和他们聚首。满天星斗下，我们微醺着走回扬帆客栈，轮流洗澡。我感觉膝盖的伤已好得差不多了，就将剩余的云南白药喷雾给了卢卡。卢卡戴着头灯拿着本书说他有夜读的习惯，让我把灯关了好睡。我问他看的是不是lonely planet（这是老外来中国人手一本的圣经），他摇摇头说是一本关于信仰的小说。过了一会，我又说do you believe god，他犹豫了一会说从前信，现在不知道，他又补充了一句其实他是个基督徒。他反问我相信神吗，我说以前不信，现在开始有点信了。酒没喝透，似醉非醉，口干舌燥。并且整晚为了和老外对话，用脑过度，一闭上眼想的全是英语词汇。没睡好，悲催。二师兄的西游记（day 5）好不容易熬到天亮，卢卡还在熟睡。我蹑手蹑脚地把行李和单车搬到门外，开始洗漱、写笔记和整理行囊。还是阴霾的天。山里早晨的温度很低，我换上长袖速干衣骑车出门 0830，小镇的餐馆还没开门迎客，我在一家饼店里买了一个类似光饼的干粮，啃了几口，很干。一只趴在地上打盹的大黄狗很讨巧的走到我面前，可怜兮兮地看着我，我撕下几块碎饼扔得远远的，它高兴地跑过去叼着饼又跑回来蹲坐在我的车前。再经过一家蛋糕店时，我又买了半斤蛋糕挂在车把上。今天的目是大理。上关风，下关花，苍山雪，洱海月，一个传说中风花雪月的世界。遥想：大理城内夜幕低垂，慕容府中华灯初上，王姑娘刚被表哥训斥完回到房中闷闷不乐，正欲轻解罗衫上炕歇息，忽闻窗外一阵嚷嚷语嫣姐姐，在下乃来自福州之矮穷挫朱小弟，自幼爱慕姐姐，今来贵地求见一面，望留宿一宿，明早即走。王姑娘从门缝往外窥视，看见一衣裳不整胡子邋遢的汉子牵着一只破驴立于门外，心中不禁……途径祥云县时，先是走错路，懊恼不已，接着看到路边有家酸笋鸡餐馆，那个口水啊，进店后老板说最小一只三斤多你吃得完吗？出门后连找的三家饭店都是只做火锅，不接散客，气死我也！昨夜酗酒且失眠的缘故，今天感觉明显体虚。在野外做大完毕，通体舒爽，起身提起裤子时被山风一吹，冷汗直冒。感觉体渴得厉害，喝运动饮料也不顶用，看到路边有个卖梨的小摊，慌不迭把车子一丢，径直跑去买了一斤（6个小梨子），几乎是一口气全吃光，临走前我把车把上挂着剩余的3块小蛋糕给了那位卖梨的老伯，他非常意外，拿起几个梨子往我包里塞，我婉拒后飞车离去翻过最后几座山头，筋疲力竭。右膝后侧的韧带拉的很疼。我几乎是哭丧着脸进入大理市区，向人打听古城的方向，结果吓了我一跳，居然还有十几公里。远眺苍山，山顶上神奇地披着一层流动着的厚厚的白云。这就是传说中的苍山雪吗？美！一路上不停地问路、喝水、休息，这十几公里路骑了足足有一个多小时。洱海明显受到污染，岸边漂浮着大量藻类污染物。灰色的天，灰色的湖，我那疲惫的心情也是灰色的。过了洱海大桥，终于看到古城的指示牌，而且一出现就是相邻的两个，前面一个写着距离古城8公里，后面那个写着10公里，这坑爹的路牌，是不是有那个部门需要出来承担一下如此乌龙的责任？！驻足于古城南门外，原计划入住yha的三友客栈，结果接电话的姑娘没有给我带来好感。无意中看见路边有家驴窝驿栈，大堂里面人头攒动，进去一问单人间每晚90元，并且处于一楼单车可以放入房中，就这吧。一进入房间，还没来得及卸下行囊就四仰八叉地躺在床上，点了支烟。放松地感觉真是爽歪了！今天算是彻底把大爷我给骑垮了，浑身上下哪都痛。新增的烦恼包含但不局限：眼睛因进入大量混合着防晒乳的汗水而开始发炎、右膝后侧的韧带拉伤、菊蛋线彻底失守（菊花和蛋蛋之间的部位被磨破）老板，快把风花雪月四大美女都给我叫上来瞅瞅~躺了一会，心想还有很多事待办，还是挣扎着起来吧。洗漱完毕，带着相机轻装进城。久违7年的大理古城，没有感觉到明显变化，依旧是丽江的翻版。在德克士吃了份汉堡套餐，在邮局门口的报刊亭买了20张明信片，顺便打听了次日邮局开门的时间，接着去酒吧街溜达了一圈，临回去前又在烧烤摊吃了些东西。极度的疲累加上前几天的透支，美美地睡了一觉。二师兄的西游记（day 6 ）二师兄的西游记（day 6 ）看来昨晚睡前费尽周折地把屋内所能看见的七只蚊子给灭了是非常重要的，并且因为实在太累了而无法坚持走到古城内入住已预定好的处于酒吧街的青旅是对的，我只想好好地睡个觉，睡得死死的，任凭有劫匪入室来将我先奸后杀都浑然不顾。早上醒来完全放松地躺在床上，真特么的爽！我坐在驴窝客栈的院子里，像抄作业似的草草写了20封明信片，太久没写这么字了，歪歪扭扭像小学生的手笔。整理行囊时，拿出包里的ABC日用绵柔，一阵纠结今天到底要不要用上。出门没多久就碰到了一行4人的骑行队，两个来自北京目拉萨，两位来自珠海目德钦。都是大一的学生，不过已经找不到青涩的感觉了。和这几个九零后的小清新一起骑行，感觉话还行，他们对我这位大叔也颇为尊重。我觉得我好像成了那个不慎跌落悬崖的倒霉鬼川哥。阿德据说没骑多远就摔倒了，浑身伤痕累累。大理到丽江之间还没开通高速公路，简称为大丽线的国道上车流如织，各种污染物吸入肺中，狭窄的山道上险象环生。听他们说今天的目是120公里外的鹤庆，而不是我所了解的松桂。死猪反正不怕开水烫，爱哪儿哪儿。一整天上下坡，强度很大。这几位刚第一天上路的小伙子明显感到亚历山大。好在最后以连续下坡七公里作为行程的结束曲，令已经苦逼了一整天的大伙儿都非常满意！并且几乎所有人都刷新了自己的骑行最高速度，我的瞬间时速是59.92。下榻松桂某超值客栈，有着洁白的床单和无限量的热水，每位仅收十元！晚餐AA制解决，点了一份羊肉火锅，尽享口舌之欲。喝了几瓶啤酒，话涉及风月，众人乐不可支，一天之疲乏消失殆尽。二师兄的西游记（day 7）国道边的旅馆日后真是不能住的，轮胎声、喇叭声、甚至是吵架声，彻夜不绝于耳，又是一夜无眠，苦！这一路至今，只有一晚的睡眠是正常的。不过，体能逐渐适应倒是个不争的事实。菊蛋线经过伤口清道夫的修复已有明显好转，膝盖或韧带也基本没太大问，我是不是已经成功晋级了？！五人行一路嘻嘻哈哈，独乐乐和众乐乐都别有乐趣。今天将要抵达丽江。艳遇之城，妹纸们，你们都准备好迎接帅哥了吗！？本以为很轻松的路程，结果还是不停地翻山越岭，下午四点左右终于抵达丽江古城。一阵突如其来的短时暴雨使我们的队伍小慌乱了一番。雨后的彩虹悬挂在古城上空。在雄哥的远程连线帮助下，以每人100元的价格入住位于四方街半山观景台的胡思年月客栈，老板阿鬼来自福州（同福州胡思年月酒吧），和蔼可亲接待到位，末了还亲自带我们前往美味可口的黄焖鸡餐厅。六人正式出发前的会师宴，自然少不了一番豪饮，北京的帅小伙阿彭还没等到上菜就喝挂了，同是北京来的小酒窝喝了4瓶左右也挂了，珠海小伙子倒是酒量不错，最后还要求我必须要带他们去酒吧寻找艳遇。顺道在四方街的樱花屋要了一个靠窗的卡座，猜枚跳舞。没有美女，没有收获。深夜，微醺的我们踩着古城的青石板一路发着牢骚回到客栈。酒精的作用下，我连衣服都没脱倒头就睡。据说还可耻地打了呼噜。二师兄的西游记（day 8）依然是7点钟准时醒来，阿德和小廖在另一张大床上熟睡着。看看浴室镜中的自己，皮肤松弛胡子拉渣，尤其是眼袋部分被晒伤后变得十分松弛，终于彻底暴露了岁月在我身上施暴过的痕迹。已经完全是个大叔形象了。看来养尊处优和餐风露宿的面容确实是完全不一样的，即使这才经历了几天而已，心里暗叹了一声。今天要在丽江好好休整一天。要做的事情还很多：洗衣服；给单车保养上油；买支抗皱紧实的眼霜、晒后修复面贴膜和芦荟凝胶，然后在风景绝佳的客栈里做做肌肤护理。顺便再给亲们寄出来自艳遇之城的明信片。先在庭院里泡了会茶，看了看微博，结果居然收到一位姑娘同游虎跳峡的同城邀请，我回复她说今天很忙。将脏衣服放入洗衣机后，拿着相机四处觅景，信步走上雄哥口中有着绝佳视觉效果的二楼观景屋，整个古城尽收眼底。真是美啊！似乎始终与我无缘的艳遇之城。观景屋有两台电脑可以上网，我嬉皮笑脸地把两位正在不知疲倦地打着游戏的其中一位小女孩给哄骗走（我说只借用一会），结果我赖在那儿两三个小时都还没走，她百无聊赖地趴在弟弟身旁的木桌上打盹。终于，她那可爱的弟弟对着我说：叔叔，你可以让她玩一会电脑吗？抱歉，小朋友，大叔我也想下了，你们家的网络太卡，我要去网吧呆上一会。顺便邀上阿德一同去吃午餐。大雨中，在邮局买了要由丽江寄出的明信片，在银行ATM取了些钱，经过那家有着难忘回忆的361度专卖店（6年前的美好回忆），在川菜店吃了酸菜鱼，在某家大型超市买了上述的保养品和一些补给品。二师兄的西游记（day 8 补充）五一街的小酒吧文艺气息浓厚，初哥的扯淡屋也开在其中，无数次听到雄哥提及，今晚抽空请客栈老板鬼哥带路前往。扯淡屋没有店招，隐匿于五一街末段，面积20平米不到，一楼以歌手表演为主，二楼可以泡茶和观影。这儿的酒水没有价，随善功德。初哥去了拉萨没有见着，店里只有一位来自广西的替班歌手阿峰和另一位阳光可爱的大学生姑娘。顾客进进出出，三三两两，看不出有谁是真心喜欢这地方或是在认真地听歌，大部分都是过来拍照发微博装个逼。阿峰整晚几乎都唱着许巍的歌，很投入，唱得很有味道。我点了一首阿或姑娘喜欢听的我思念的城市，也映衬出自己的心情。我思念的城市已是黄昏为何我总对你一往情深曾经给我快乐也给我创伤曾经给我希望也给我绝望我在遥远的城市陌生的人群感觉着你遥远的忧伤我的幻想我在遥远的城市陌生的人群感觉着你遥远的忧伤我的幻想风路过的时候没能吹走这个城市太厚的灰尘多少次的雨水从来没有冲掉你那沉重的忧伤你的忧伤像我的绝望那样漫长风路过的时候没能吹走这个城市太厚的灰尘多少次的雨水从来没有冲掉你那沉重的忧伤你的忧伤像我的绝望那样漫长二师兄的西游记（day 9）离开丽江，一样阴霾的天。从北门坡往拉市海的方向骑行，路上遇到来自贵州的阿陈，顺手把他给捡了。原计划一天的行程结果半天左右就快跑完了，人多也有好处啊，你追我赶的，平路都飚到了48km/h（瞬间速度而已，别误会）。刚进入虎跳峡的这段路正在修路，塞车绵延长达几公里，我们在拥堵的车流里上窜下跳，呼啸而过，十昏拉轰！阿陈、我和阿德三人先行杀出重围，在大桥上等候还困在里头的其他骑友。途中休息，偶遇玉龙雪山，海拔5000多米的顶峰在云中若隐若现。下午沿着虎跳峡而上，眼看着浑浊湍急的金沙江水咆哮而下，为了减少明天的强度（要上到海拔3000多），今天多爬了二十几公里的上坡路，绝对令人崩溃的最后五公里，众人蹲坐在路旁的小卖部，一边喝着一瓶三块钱的山寨百事可乐，一边欣赏着阿德哥那肿胀的旧伤口和今日新添加的晒伤后的水泡，猥琐的小酒窝躲在一旁用他手中的相机记录下幸灾乐祸的我们。夜宿宝山客栈，小廖哥言中有着村长风范的老板长着与我颇有几分相似，晚饭时他身着民族服装端着泸沽湖特产的白酒为我们献上歌曲。客栈的浴室在国道另一边的房子里，我被漏电的门把电了一下后摸黑走出那个充满灵异幻想的院子，再冒着生命危险穿越暗黑的国道走回客栈房间，哎哟刚才似乎没穿外裤，万一发生车祸横死街头那死相可真是不雅。今天路上又捡了一个来自贵州的精壮小伙子阿陈，这家伙有着足够强壮的身体和愿意担当的精神，很快就被公推为新一任领导人，不知道这位新上任的老板对我这位满口脏话不思进取的落后分子有神马看法。但是自从他来后，我又恢复了抽烟的不良习惯。明天一早出发，预计傍晚之前会到达那个消失的地平线。再次勾起我六年前的美好回忆，你好！香格里拉。屋外下着大雨，不愿冒雨前往客栈的公用厕所，就站在阳台对着花圃随便解决了一下。重新回到屋内，趁睡意还未完全来临之前细细观察了一下这个每位仅收费十元的房间，洁白的床单，四个屋角都非常对称的落满了蜘蛛网，我睡的床位旁的窗帘后至少有数百只形状各异的昆虫尸体，窗外虎跳峡的金沙江水涛声依旧。依旧迟迟无法入眠。操！赞赞赞赞转载(2)二师兄的西游记（day 10）刚走出客栈大门，就看见山间雾气弥漫，路旁野花盛开，林里晨鸟低语，谷底江水咆哮，宛如仙境一般的通往香格里拉之路。出了虎跳峡镇后，连续上坡40几公里，海拔上升到3400米。满视野的高山草甸风光，云雾，野花，森林，流水，村庄，迷失在这诗画般的香格里拉大峡谷。17：00左右，抵达香格里拉县，直奔独克宗古城，yha的庭院里坐着很多貌似情趣高雅的姑娘，不过可惜已经没有房间了。改投这家有着超级无敌阳光房大庭院的亚那青波客栈，双人间每晚100元，在当下旅游旺季，这种价格令我颇为意外。莽撞的阿德哥无知者无畏，一路抛下我们绝尘而去，结果走丢了。我和小廖哥在放置好行李后只好又拖着疲惫不堪的身子骑车出来找他。阔别六年，独克宗古城还是老样子，没啥变化。坐在旅馆对面新开张的火锅店里，吃着六年前同样点的那道菜，松茸炖土鸡。物是人非，六年来太多变化。众人酒足饭饱之后各自离场。([]

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