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林孟茜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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牛静怡〖前言〗2013年8月7日上午，肯尼亚首都内罗毕乔默-肯雅塔国际机场爆发大火，烧毁国际到达大厅，机场关闭。听闻这个消息时，我们正在从安博塞利返回内罗比的路上。“既然机场关闭，我们是不是可以晚回几天？正好可以再去一次马赛马拉！”得知这条坏消息，我们的第一反应不是叹气，反倒有点幸灾乐祸。我们在马赛马拉只呆了三天，三天的时间，对于辽阔无边的马赛马拉草原来说哪里足够，只觉意犹未尽，诸多遗憾。8月8日，按原计划下午我们就将搭乘阿联酋航空返国。但一大早便得知消息，国际机场当天依旧关闭。清静和飞翔开始与旅行社及保险公司联系，75忙着联系更便宜的酒店，因为十有八九我们这天是无法离开了。走不了，但也去不了马赛马拉，因为正值马赛马拉的旺季，如果没有提前几个月预订住宿，根本是一房难求。午饭后，我们兵分两路：大部队去机场确认航班消息，我和蟋蟀头及75去希尔顿酒店预订当晚的住宿。因美亚保险认为机场火灾不在我们的保险范围之内，保险公司拒不承担我们滞留的任何费用，所以我们得找便宜一点的住宿。对于我们这类出行常住青旅或家庭旅馆的驴友来说，希尔顿这样的五星级酒店向来不在考虑之内。但，这是在内罗毕，我们必须为自己选择一个安全的酒店。而安全，往往则意味着昂贵。在希尔顿订好住宿后，我们三人赶到机场与大部队汇合。机场区的空气里依旧弥漫着一股浓烈的焦味，国际航班抵达区的建筑被浓烟熏黑，且部分坍塌。此情此景，惨不忍睹。对于我们这些滞留的客人将如何处置，机场与阿联酋航空没有任何表态。我们一无所获地离开机场，回到希尔顿。200美元/晚的住宿费，除了安全，我们并没得到更多。房间又小又旧，似乎连如家也不如，晚餐的费用又高得离谱，大家再也没有玩的心情，只一门心思想着回去。8月9日，一大早check out后赶到机场，机场早已是人潮汹涌，混乱不堪。我们挤在一个小通道处，在长不到十米的通道排了两三个小时，才总算安检完进入check-in大厅。原以为进去后便诸事大吉，谁知那只是等待的开始。check-in大厅里早已挤得人满为患，但离开的人少，进来的人却在源源不断地增加。在阿联酋团队check-in的柜台前又排队两小时后，方得知阿联酋当天并没增加一个航班，这意味着7号8号未离开的旅客将继续滞留。满怀希望的人群一片哗然，开始躁动不安。阿联酋航空的工作人员站在柜台上讲话，让非当天机票的乘客离开，“NO！NO！”滞留的旅客，而且大多是中国游客，喊着统一的口号，表示抗议。这样的劝退与躁动发生几个回合后，驻内罗毕的中国大使馆人员赶到，人群爆发出一阵掌声，集体喊着“我们要回家！我们要回家！”这样的场面我从未经历，有点震惊，也有点感动。大使馆参赞与各团队的领队交流后，又与阿联酋的工作人员沟通。但那晚，我们的等待并没有一个好的结束。八月的内罗毕，晚上凉风习习。机场上已搭了两天的帐篷，依然还在搭建中，黑人兄弟的工作效率，实在不能令人恭维。我们一群人站在机场的一块空地上，讨论我们的何去何从。讨论没有结果，唯一确定的是，先回酒店休息。在机场耗了一整天，大家都累了，身心俱疲。所幸的是，8月10日一大早，阿联酋航空便来电，要我们赶紧去机场。这一天，机场的秩序明显比前一天好很多，我们顺利地办完值机、通关、安检，直至坐到帐篷搭成的临时候机大厅时，心里才安定许多。心安之余，回想肯尼亚的这十多天旅程，只觉内心五味杂陈。原以为可以在肯尼亚无污染的大草原上畅快呼吸，享受天然氧吧，谁知灰尘铺天盖地，大家都用口罩或头巾捂着脸，每天回到房间都是蓬头垢面。原以为可以在内罗毕穿街走巷，享受逛街乐趣，谁知内罗毕安全堪忧，因抢劫时常发生，我们所停留的地方，除了餐厅，就是酒店。原以为只要在对的时节到了马赛马拉，每天都可以欣赏到角马过河的壮观场景，谁知这其实非常靠运气。但不得不承认，近距离看动物是多么美好的一件事。优雅的长颈鹿、温顺的斑马、性感的猎豹、稳重的大象、猥琐的鬣狗、霸气十足的狮子。。。当曾在动物园里才能看到的动物，忽然在我周围自由行走、奔跑，那感觉真是无以伦比的美妙。特别是当狮子情侣含情脉脉地对望时，那一刻，我的心瞬间被打动，化得如水一般温柔。当然，更多的故事，更多的细节，还是请与我一起，走进肯尼亚。 D1（7-29）上海——迪拜——内罗毕4点钟，天未亮，整个城市还在沉睡中，我俩便拎着行李从家里出发了，去浦东机场与朋友们汇合。我们将搭乘715的航班，经迪拜转机前往肯尼亚的首都内罗毕。在这之前，我只睡了3个小时。待飞机准时起飞时，我已进入沉沉的睡梦中。在梦中，我似乎进入了时光隧道，去往另一个不同维度的空间。但的确，那是另一个不同的国度，位于赤道上的东非国家——肯尼亚。抵达时，我们的时针将往回拨5个小时。时光倒流，在抵达肯尼亚的那一刻，梦想成真。 内罗毕国际机场，号称是东非最大、也最繁忙的机场，但在我们看来，小，且陈旧。繁忙却是真，当地时间傍晚19点过时，依然人流如潮，通关时，三四个关口处排着冗长的队伍。机场让人失望，但入住的酒店Crowne plaza却是当晚最大的惊喜了。出发之前，领队清静就说，肯尼亚的条件不太好， 即使五星级酒店，也不一定有wifi，也不保证有热水淋浴，千万不要用国内五星级酒店的准来衡量。所以，当我们走进酒店，便有人递上热毛巾和芒果汁，有人主动帮忙搬送行李，再到走进房间，眼前一亮，打开手机，免费联上wifi时，激动之情便难以言喻了。只是，酒店禁止吸烟，不仅只是酒店大堂等公共区域，所有房间都禁止抽烟。烟瘾难耐的蟋蟀头不甘心，让我打电话到前台，询问何处可以抽烟。话筒那边的声音，礼貌且明确：请下楼，走出酒店大门。如此严格的禁烟，是我们意想不到的，更意想不到的是，酒店居然在门口设有安检，所有的行李都必须通过安检。当时虽觉奇怪，却并不太为意，只是在后来的行程中，才渐渐明了其中的原因所在。 D2（7-30）内罗毕——马赛马拉 早餐后，我们便径直驱车离开酒店，没有在内罗毕作任何停留，直接驶向马赛马拉。座落在使馆区的Crowne plaza，似乎位于市区之外，仅几分钟而已，我们便已远离内罗毕，行驶在两边是乡村或镇子的公路上。而内罗毕的真实面貌，尚未见识。 我们团队20人，共租了六辆面包车，每辆车3-4人。我和蟋蟀头、龙之杰三人一辆。刚上车坐稳，蟋蟀头便要我和司机说，带我们去买打火机。司机约瑟夫Joseph一口答应。一边开车，一边回过头说道：“no problem.” 刹车没踩，车速没减，还回过头来说话，他这个举动吓坏了我，赶紧说道：“别转头，别转头！”我的话音刚落，约瑟夫又把头转了回来，举着手里的香烟告诉我们，“车里可以吸烟”。他这句话让蟋蟀头和龙之杰高兴不已，赶紧给约瑟夫递过去一支烟。因为，在这之前，我们的导游再三告诫，肯尼亚很多地方不能随便吸烟，比如公共场所、草原、车上。但刚出发，就有这样的破例，两个烟鬼当然兴奋不已。他俩兴奋，我却有另外的担忧。约瑟夫开车时只要说话，必定回头，这习惯令我最初非常担心行驶的安全问。但实际上，我当然是多虑了。黑人司机的脑袋后面似乎还长了另一双眼睛似的，他们即使回头说话，也能灵活地与对面的车辆擦肩而过。 9点过，我们途中的第一次停车，杜导说，东非大裂谷到了。东非大裂谷，这条长度相当于地球周长1/6的大裂谷，是大陆上最大的断裂带。深陷的地沟，犹如地球的一道巨大伤疤。位于肯尼亚的裂谷，只是东非大裂谷的一部分。在裂谷地带，发现了距今已经有350万年的“能人”（从猿到人过渡阶段的人）遗骨，诸多考古发现证明东非大裂谷是人类文明最古老的发源地之一。在人类起源问上，很多科学家支持“非洲起源说”，即目前生活在世界各地的现代人类的祖先在大约20万年前起源于非洲，然后在距今10万年以内离开非洲，向亚洲和欧洲扩散。我们其实都是非洲后裔，你相信吗？maybe。但眼前的大裂谷，因为角度问，并不能让我们感受到视觉上的震撼。眼见不一定为实，便是这个道理。在大裂谷观景点，蟋蟀头的最大收获，可能便是买到的两盒火柴。观景点旁边一个木雕礼品店，我问售货员是否有打火机出售？他摇头，然后从袋中掏出1盒火柴。我点点头，“这个也行。” 售价1美元，没有讨价还价。想再问他多买一盒，他跑去另一个房间，对另一个人叽叽咕咕一阵后，那个人不知从什么角落里又翻出一盒火柴。火柴难道是这里的稀缺货？我有点不明白。后来问约瑟夫，为何他们不卖打火机，只有火柴？他回答，因为打火机的气有伤身体，所以人们不爱用。真是这样吗？我半信半疑。 再一次停车时，正值中午时分，我们停在一家酒店午餐。下了车，男人们除了抽烟，便是纷纷抢着与黑人兄弟合影。他们的心思谁都明白，无非是想彰显一下自己的皮肤有多白。蟋蟀头之前一直说自己晒得太黑，现在他终于心理平衡了。不仅不黑，而且看起来似乎太白了。 我们的司机约瑟夫，英语说得比我溜。在曾经是英国殖民地的肯尼亚，英语是官方语言，课本全部是英语写成。所以，只要上过学读过书的肯尼亚人，都会说一口流利英语，而且还是英式口语。非洲是一夫多妻制，所以我很好奇，约瑟夫娶了几个妻子。当他回答我，没有结婚时，我大为诧异。再问他年龄，他告诉我，他43了。听闻他已43岁还没有结婚，我表示不相信。他淡淡地笑着，“结过婚，但现在离了。”后来聊起他的生意时，他才说，7～10月是肯尼亚的旺季，他几乎天天开车在外；即使淡季的时候，也是隔一周外出一周，聚少离多，所以就离婚了，而且没有儿女。现在正和一个中国女孩交往中。约瑟夫的坦诚相告，让我了解到现在的肯尼亚，城市中的男人们迫于经济上的压力，一夫多妻在减少，这种现象也许在农村会更为普遍。 午餐是自助餐。实际上，我们在肯尼亚这一路上，在酒店都是自助餐，如果在草原上，就是酒店准备的餐盒。非洲的饮食比想像中好。午餐后，继续上路。路边的植物，开始变得奇奇怪怪。 初来乍到，沿途的所有风景都令我们感觉新鲜，即使车没有停留片刻，我们手中的相机快门也没停歇过。在通往马赛马拉的前半段路程时，约瑟夫并不干涉我们拍照，但后半段路经一些小镇时，他便严禁我们拍照，“NO photo!”他说归说，我们拍归拍，并不太理会他的干涉。但没想到，他神情更加严肃地阻止道：“这里不要拍照！如果你们再拍，街上的人会拿石子扔我们的。”一边说，他一边晃着右臂，做出扔石子的举动。我看着路边的人们，他们中的有些人在我们经过时还会向我们挥挥手。我很难想像，如果我拍他们，下一刻，他就会捡起石头攻击我们。但约瑟夫的严肃劲告诉我们，他不是在瞎编故事，他一定亲身经历过，他的车可能就被那些石子砸坏过。 越接近马赛马拉，灰尘越大。当车从公路转入土路时，灰尘已是铺天盖地，迎着车袭来。即使车窗全部摇紧，也丝毫无用，在剧烈的颠簸中，车窗很容易就被颠开一条缝，然后缝隙越来越大。车中，一股干燥而呛人的土味，弥散开来。我和蟋蟀头都戴上了口罩，但过不了太久，蟋蟀头还是把口罩摘到了一边，“太闷了，气也喘不过来的感觉”。约瑟夫果然不愧有15年的车龄，驾驶经验丰富，即使路烂到极点，车七摇八颠，他也几乎不减速。别小看他这辆破面包车，可是改装过的拥有四驱的面包车。真正是面包车的外型，越野车的本领。车虽然颠得厉害，但我们还是睡着了。待再醒来时，蟋蟀头抹了下嘴巴，伸手向我要水喝，“我得喝口水把嘴里的土给咽下去。”他这话，把我刚喝进嘴里的水，差点喷出来。待我们六辆车终于全部停下来，我们可以下车透下风喘口气时，周围已是一片清新。“快看，那边的一群羚羊！”不知谁叫了一声，所有人的相机都对准了不远处草地上的一小群羚羊 。这是我们在草原上第一次看到动物，难免兴奋。但在后面的几天，这样的羚羊随处可见时，大家也就习以为常了。毕竟，这是非洲大草原上最最常见的一种动物。 上车，继续向前。刚刚进入马赛马拉的我们，新鲜、好奇、兴奋。显然，斑马比我们淡定许多。七八月是马赛马拉的冬季，枯黄的草色，一片片地蔓延开来，羚羊开始随处可见。我们的车停在了马赛村的门口。这些身披红布，手执一根木棒的男人，便是传说中连野兽也怕的骁勇善战的马赛人。我拿着一袋给小朋友们准备的棒棒糖跳下车，谁知，刚下车，这袋棒棒糖就几乎被这些男人们瓜分干净。去非洲之前，在书中了解到，马赛人不爱拍照，因为他们担心拍照会带走他们的灵魂。所以，我对去马赛村拍照心有顾忌。但是，这已不是一般的马赛村了，它已经商业化。早已见惯了各类游客，再加上我的棒棒糖，这些马赛男人都很乐意与我合影一张，即使把他们人手不离的木棒借我一用也是无所谓。 要识别马赛男人很容易，因为他们的装束很醒目：两块红底黑条或红底黑格的布，一块扎在腰上遮羞，一块披在肩上。马赛男人之所以喜欢身披红布，其实是为了吓跑狮子等野兽，保护他们赖以生存的牛群。随着时代的变迁，这块传统的红布不再是单一的红底黑条，也变换出多种样式，出现了黑条、黄条、蓝条或者黄格、蓝格，唯一不变的就是大红的底色。蟋蟀头提出要披一下他们身上的那块红布，那个马赛人立马答应，把自己身上的披风解下来，给蟋蟀头围上，再系个结，就OK了，穿戴十分容易。 这个说一口流利英语的马赛男人叫Peter，我注意到，甚至于他的装束都与其他马赛男人不一样。Peter指着距离我们不远的一个小门说道：“请大家抓紧时间，赶紧过来吧，我们为你们准备了节目。”那个用树枝扎起来的拱形小门便是马赛村的入口，低矮的入口与他们修长的身材完全不符。我们猜想是为防大型野兽进入才设计成这样的。参观马赛村并非免费，每人要收取35美元。这样一个自费项目让团队中的部分人有点犹豫不决，踌躇着是否要花200多人民币的门票去参观一个商业化的小村落。他们的犹而不决让Peter有点不耐烦了，大声地说道，“如果不参观村子，请不要再拍任何照片。”不能拍人，即使拍风景照也不行。最终，我们的团队一分为二，一部分去参观马赛村，另一部分则直接去酒店。关于值得不值得，每个人的心里都有把秤，且准不一，难以评判。我只是认为，既然已到了别人家门口了，人都站门口欢迎我们了，那就去吧，就算是一种礼仪。门票，就算是我们登门拜访的一点礼金而已。去亲朋好友家串门做客，我们还得拎点东西了，去别人村里作客送点礼品更是无可厚非。最重要的是，即使这已是一个对游客开放的马赛村，它也还是马赛村，是马赛人自己的家，而非一个临时搭建起来供游客参观的人工景点。跟着Peter进了马赛村。过那道拱门时，身材矮小如我，也得弯腰才能进入。村不大，零落地散着一些土坯砌成的房屋。低矮的土屋，与马赛人的身高同样不匹配。待我们一一进入，十几个马赛男人已经排成一排，准备为我们跳“勇士之舞”。“勇士之舞”是马赛男人的传统舞蹈，在他们的哼唱中，一个接一个的马赛人开始立定跳高，跳完一轮，再来一轮。除了绷紧小腿，笔直地往上跳，勇士之舞没有更多动作，手上也不需要多余的比划，只要尽可能地跳得高些就行。这真是我所见过的最简单的舞蹈。但其实，跳得高，跑得快，历来就是马赛人对勇士的认定准，这其实也与他们的游牧习性相关。（拍摄者：蟋蟀头） 跳完舞，Peter开始为我们介绍他们的村庄。Peter说，收来的门票钱是为六个村子的100多个孩子筹建学校而用。得知我们每人交的35美元将用来建学校时，我心里顿时宽慰了许多。我问Peter，他为何会说英语？因为在我的想法里，以游牧为生的马赛部落，遵循传统生活方式的马赛人，一口流利的英语，似乎与他们完全沾不上边。Peter告诉我，他上过学。他竟然上过学？我有点吃惊。再问，村里有多少人上过学时，他平静地说道：“两个人。”另一个人，便是他的弟弟。“你是村长吗？”我问。能有这样特殊待遇的人，在我看来，必定是特权阶层。“NO。my father is chief.” 原来，他是酋长的儿子。Peter很得意地告诉我，他有10个老婆？十个老婆？！太让人吃惊了，他怎么顾得过来？“你结婚了吗？”这次轮到他向我提问了。“结婚了。”我指了指正在拍照的蟋蟀头。“不过，他只有我一个老婆。”我补充道。“你老婆向我提了这么多问，看来她爱上我了。要不，你把她让给我吧！”Peter开玩笑地和蟋蟀头说道。“NO。”蟋蟀头摇着头答道。但后来，他后悔了，和我说，“我应该假装答应他，再看他打算用多少头牛来换你，你就知道你值多少头牛了！”他刚一说完，便被我狠狠地掐了一下。不过，以畜牧为生的马赛人，的确是用牲畜作为娶亲的聘礼，据说十头牛就可以娶一个老婆。 接下来，Peter就要带我们进屋去参观了。马赛人的房屋用泥土和牛龚搭建而成，屋顶则用茅草盖上。在马赛娶老婆，男人不用担心房子问，因为房屋都由老婆搭建，一个老婆一个屋子。门很小，依然只能弯腰进去。进去后是厅，除了一股难闻的骚味，小小的厅里什么也没有。如果要坐下来，对着门，靠墙的一侧有一条砌高的土堆，可以当沙发一用。而这难闻的味道，则来自牲畜。因为牲畜是马赛人的财产，有时晚上会让牛羊进屋，以防被野兽偷袭。所以，马赛人的房屋实际上是人畜共用，有股怪味也就在所难免了。侧面有个更小的门洞，钻进去，再向左转个弯，便是卧室了。这样的内部构造，其实是防止野兽或者敌人的贸然闯入。卧室小得可怜。靠右的地上用土稍微砌高点，再铺一些布，就是他们的床了。我有一个疑问，马赛人这么高的个子，这么短的床，岂不是从来都不能伸直腿睡觉？距离床边不到一米远的土灶，便是他们煮饭的地方。而墙上那个透着光亮的小洞，则是窗户。在我看来，说是窗户实在太不贴切，怎么看也只能说是个窗洞。在屋里生火煮东西，却只有这么小的两个窗孔换气，人住里面岂不要闷死？灯呢？屋里黑漆漆的一片，他们晚上用什么照明呢？杜导的解释是，马赛人的生活是日出而作，日落而息，天黑就睡觉了，根本用不着点灯。家徒四壁，马赛人的房屋真是把这个词解释得再透彻不过。（拍摄者：蟋蟀头）几个人挤在屋里，没呆多久，已觉缺氧，再加上屋内气味奇怪，我必须得出去透口气了。一出来，迎面便撞上一气质不凡的老者，他便是Peter的父亲——酋长大人。蟋蟀头按中国人的见面规矩，赶紧递上一支烟。老酋长把烟接过来，微笑不语。虽然他不会英语，我们无法更多交流，但老酋长的确是给人一种大家长的感觉。 令人惊讶的是，马赛人至今沿袭万年前钻木取火的传统。两个人搭手。把一束枯草杆垫在地上，草杆上再放一个带孔的木块，一人用手按紧这个木块，不让它移动。另一人则用一根木棍穿过木块的孔眼，并两手合掌转动木棍。18秒的时候，开始有烟冒出，不到30秒，那束枯草杆已有些许火星。马赛人便把木棍和木块拿开，用手捧着枯草杆，用嘴对着火星开始吹。烟雾越来越大，直至那束枯草杆燃起了红色的火苗。钻木取火成功，全过程仅1分钟15秒。但我永远是那个“为什么小姐”，从小到大都是如此。我从蟋蟀头那里拿来一盒火柴，问Peter，“你们为何不用火柴呢？这个更方便快捷。”说完，我掏出一根火柴，准备示范给他看，让他知道现代文明的厉害。哪知，第一根火柴竟然没划燃；换一根火柴，不行；再换一根。连换几根火柴后，Peter笑了，我却万分沮丧，并且无从解释。也许，是神不想破坏马赛人对钻木取火的执着吧，想借马赛人将这古老的传统保持下去，以告诉后人，我们人类曾经用这样的方式取火。令人啼笑皆非的是，随后Peter拿了一个带孔的木块问我，要不要买？而且开价不菲。 接着，女人们终于登场，为我们表演唱歌。与马赛男人相比，女人的穿着就色彩丰富许多，而且身形相对肥胖，不知这是否与生育有关。 一夫多妻，全世界男人的梦想。不能一夫多妻，但至少可以与老婆们合个影。男队友们都纷纷跑过去与马赛女人合影，领队清静跑得最快，顺利拔得头筹，75次之，飞翔第三。只是，老婆们却越来越少。可怜的蟋蟀头，轮到他时，只剩三个马赛女人了。但他还是很开心，跟着马赛女人一起边唱边扭。她们唱的是马赛语，可蟋蟀头，你唱的又是什么呢？虽然是第四个上场，但明显他很受马赛女人的欢迎，一起唱歌，还一边有所交流。只是，你们在说什么呢？ 唱完几曲后，马赛女人们散去，Peter要继续带我们去参观。他指着房屋后面草地上围成半圆形的货摊说，“This is our market.”货摊上的东西无非是一些手链、项链和木制工艺品。Peter指着手链和项链告诉我说：“这些都是我们村里的女人做的。”然后指着木雕说，“这些都是我们男人做的。”“卖这些东西的收入也将用来建我们的学校。”看着这些做工粗糙，且大同小异的商品，这一次，我却有点怀疑了。真的是自己做的？真的会把钱用来建学校？无论如何，读过书的Peter已经不再是一个原始的马赛人了，也许，在他的意识里，早已植入了市场经济。不过后来再想想，即使这些收入不是用来建学校，而是用来改善他们的生活，也未尝不可。毕竟，他们的生活环境，真的不咋样。而事实上，随着时代的发展，旅游业的兴起，放牧早已不再是他们唯一的谋生手段。旅游收入，已经成为这些村庄重要的收入来源。([]
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音乐承载记忆。在熟悉的音乐中，记忆自动回放，心中的忧郁小情怀便泛滥开来……去年今日，我也许正缩在办公室电脑前，耳机里放着随机播放的爱情买卖，屏幕上一个窗口CAD一个窗口浏览器，鼠箭头指着最小化，以防领导随时来袭……此时此刻，我眼前是前排椅背上的“XX医院专治男科”，旁边座位上是一位打瞌睡的老伯，随着车身的摇晃时不时把脑壳靠到我肩上…… 带点孩子气的离开看似的安稳，转而上路去寻找可能只是虚空的所谓理想。下一次听爱情买卖时，我会在做什么，找到自己想要的了吗？还是又重新回到电脑前画着一道道线偷着看网页…… 纠结的我，沿着纠结的我制定的纠结的路线，开始了在贵州的纠结旅行。 只是想试试。 行程：荔波县-茂兰-怎雷水族寨-高排苗寨-榕江县-车江侗寨-大利侗寨-雷山县-乌东寨-西江苗寨-雷山鼓藏节-镇远-三门塘侗寨-锦屏县-隆里古城-地扪侗寨-黎平县-肇兴-从江-岜沙苗寨-黄岗侗寨-都匀-贵阳花溪-青岩古镇-安顺-天龙屯堡-云峰八寨-紫云格凸河-中洞苗寨-望谟县-安龙县-兴义-花江峡谷-北盘江峡谷-关岭-织金洞-贵阳第一站：黔南，荔波tips：交通：公路，贵阳金阳客运站有到荔波的班车，车程约4小时；坐火车要到荔波西边的麻尾站下，从麻尾到荔波途中就可顺路去大小七孔。住：因为旅游的兴起，县城里各种档次的酒店旅馆都有，不难找。我住的是出车站左拐100米左右的茂兰宾馆，间一百，房间很大，还有一台自动麻将桌。前台可以问询前往茂兰保护区旅游的事宜。吃：车站外马路对面桥头的步行街晚上有夜排档，往里走到榕树脚周边也有几家餐馆。另外在县城点的广场边上有条餐饮街，有烤鱼，杨梅汤。玩：茂兰，车站有很多发往茂兰方向的车，从永康方向进入，车程约1小时到景区大门的尧古村。村中有住宿客栈。保护区很大，景区开发的几个景点之间距离都很远，不想走路的话可以包面包车或摩托车。走路的话一天时间足够从尧古边走边玩到五眼桥住宿，一路上都有村庄人家，主要路口有指示牌，不用担心迷路。尧古-洞塘-五眼桥一线主要景点：石上森林，布依村寨，尧所古桥，水上森林，青龙潭青龙瀑，九洞天穿洞群，原始森林……建议用两到三天慢慢感受喀斯特峰丛的魅力。回程可就近从五眼桥附近的巴克检查站搭过路车回荔波县城。小七孔，荔波车站坐车，20分钟一班，金杯面包车居多。中间回会经过大七孔景区。小七孔景区里就没什么好说的了，坐景区观光车来往于各个景点。 D12011年10月26日午后到荔波，没出车站，直接买票去茂兰保护区。趁等车的空隙在候车厅边上的粉店要了碗米粉。第一次吃这种扁宽形状的粉略感新鲜，哪想后来这种米粉伴随了我大半个旅程，吃的都要吐了。到茂兰保护区大门口的尧古村只要半个多小时车程，下车前班车师傅热心的为我指点了路边的一处农家客店。进堂屋大门，两位坐在小凳上聊天的老阿婆停下来，转头疑惑的望向我。“老人家，你们这里可以住宿的撒？”我自以为用四川话就可以走遍贵州，还能增添一些亲切感。两位老人冲我呵呵笑了，但显然没有听明白。慢慢用普通话又复述了一遍后，一位老人用方言向屋里喊了几句，另一位戴着老花镜的阿婆循声从里屋走出来，“#@%*…住宿啊#￥%……”其他没听懂，好歹听见了关键词，看样子应该是她家的店了。去楼上客房住下，这里客房很多，只是因为淡季，空荡荡的楼层里就只有我一个人住。 尧古是个布依族的小村子，沿路修的新房就跟广大中国农村的房子一样，方方正正没有表情的方盒子。远离公路的一侧，几十栋破旧的干栏式木房错落着挤在一起，两口水塘映出它们苍老的面孔。天气阴冷，飘着毛毛雨，村中的小巷里都见不着人，只有从隔音不好的木房里透出的电视声锅碗瓢盆声说明生活还在继续。 对于大部分游客观光者来说，“屋没有不破的，墙没有不斜的，人没有不老的”的景象可能是个不错的摄影材，可在世代在此居住生活的村民眼里，这些破旧意味着生活的穷困。他们很不解：“大城市这么好，这里这些破房子有什么看头？”贵州常见的阴阴天加上灰暗的老木楼，让拍出来的照片都是一片灰调子 雨下大了，索性回屋去找那三位阿婆聊天，虽然能听懂的不多。阿婆们正在做手工，用当地的土布缝被单。碰巧停电，她们搬着小板凳坐到大门前，借着天光，在布上缝出一道道褶皱来拼成各种花纹图案。“做这个很麻烦呢#￥&;*@…要做大半年呢#！￥…缝完还要染色呢%￥…现在年轻人都不愿做了呢……”阿婆热情的向我介绍着，我吃力听着报以微笑。屋外，小雨淅沥沥的背景音中，除了偶尔的鸡鸣狗吠再也没有其他声音。屋里，三位老人的话因为我这个难得的倾听者变得多了起来，尽管大部分情形是：她们说话，我听不懂，呵呵笑着换下一个话；我说话，她们听不懂，笑笑，转下一个话……一个下午就这么过去，不用考虑时间不用着急行程，让光阴在谈笑间悠然划过……一阵嘈杂声及时打断了我又要泛滥的小情怀。来电了，阿婆的孙子放学回家迫不及待的打开电视，奥特曼与美少女战士混搭出来的粗劣动画片正激情上演。阿婆一边收拾东西一边招呼我过去，用手指指嘴。哈哈，这个我懂——“吃饭去！” D2 2011年10月27日下午四点半，轻装走完青龙潭，在溪边坐着休息。看着茂密的树幽蓝的水听着轰鸣的瀑流清脆的鸟鸣，人仿佛被大自然纯净的气场包裹着，普通青年瞬间就变文艺青年了，想写点什么的心情自然而然涌上来。独坐溪旁，回忆整理…… 早晨出门，雨还下着，经过茂兰保护区大门，工作人员都还没上班。看着那块着票价的牌子，一边默念“其实我不想逃票”，一边加快脚步进入景区，沿公路前行。果真是淡季么，一路上人影都难碰见一个，连那些在大地上像波浪般大起大落的喀斯特峰丛们都把头埋进云层里打瞌睡，只留个半身给我看，却也显出些灵秀的姿色。雨下的不小，撑开伞直接架到头和背包之间，心中还飘出些许雨中漫步的小情趣。随着鞋子、裤子、上衣的逐一潮湿，浪漫转化为对这鬼天气的抱怨，加快脚步，祈祷早点找到户人家避避雨。在一个叫董歹的路边小村走进一间小卖店躲雨，男老板不仅搬出凳子，还邀请我与他共进早餐。人家这么热情我也不好意思干坐着，顺手买了包一块钱的饼干还个人情。一口饼干下去，口感奇异，就像屋外潮湿的天气。雨小了，继续上路。公路沿着峰丛中的洼地低谷绕行，串起被群山隔出来的一个个山间平坝。在“平地如金”的喀斯特山区，只要是稍微平坦一点的谷地，都会被开辟成一块块田地，如彩色的拼图镶嵌在挺拔的山峰之间。有田就会有村庄，每穿过一段山林，眼前还被树枝灌木遮挡时，耳朵里就已经听的到回荡山间的鸡鸣狗吠，提醒我前方又将与一座世外桃源不期而遇。人和自然，一个耕种平地一个守护山峰，一个收获粮食一个带来苍翠和清新。清秀如黛的山水正是人与自然共生共荣的最好证明。中午，正走的双肩酸痛膝盖发软，一辆面包车停到我面前，一位广东风味的老伯从副驾驶探出头：“朋友，去哪里……”“就去前面五眼桥，搭个顺风车行不？”“欢迎欢迎……”欢迎？这是什么说法。上车落座，发现后排坐了四五位抱着长枪短炮的老伯。“呵呵，你们拍照哇？”我无话找话。前排招呼我上车的老伯转过头来：“小伙子一个人出来啊，厉害厉害。”第一句话听得我很荡漾。“小伙子我和司机商量了下，就收你二十元车费吧……”呃，看来我和他们对“搭车”这个词汇的理解有分歧，二十块的车费也是赤裸裸鄙视我狂走一上午的劳动成果。找了个“想下车拍照”的理由，果断下车，继续虐待肩膀膝盖。话说回来，在车上看风景也就是一闪而过，只有行走其中，才能慢慢品味风景的美嘛……花了两个小时到五眼桥，寻个农家乐放下包，去附近的青龙瀑走走。沿着溪谷边的石板路向下游走，一路藤蔓交错怪石嶙峋。雨后的一切很是清新，石头上附生的苔藓翠绿可人，恨不得拽一把回去炒个菜吃。空气也有一股湿润的味道，假想着漂浮的一个个大大的“O2”“O2”被吸进肺里就顿觉畅快。景点里没有一个人，我算是包场游。一路拍照一路闹走到青龙瀑布，瀑布巨大的轰鸣声马上掩盖住了我的叫声。河水在陡崖上汇聚成汹涌的激流，一头扎入十米之下的一潭碧水中，水雾四散。瀑布下这拥有迷人的天蓝色湖水的深潭就是青龙潭，要是夏天到此，想必没有多少人能抵挡住湖水的诱惑而纵身跃入吧。D3 2011年10月28日雨雨雨……早晨起床看窗外都没下雨，马上要出门上山了就又下起来了。幸好今天主打洞内项目，影响不大。今天要去的黑洞神仙洞九连天三个溶洞彼此相隔很近，都分布在半山腰上。溶洞规模都不大，也有些破坏，但对初识溶洞的我来说，第一次钻进黑乎乎的地下世界是很新鲜的体验，而且这几个未经灯光修饰，保留着一些原始和神秘的洞穴也增添了探洞的刺激，每当头灯的光线照亮那些黑暗中奇形怪状的石笋，石钟乳，石幔时，都能体会到发现的乐趣……这里的洞穴沉积物虽然比不上著名溶洞景观，却也算为我上了一堂洞穴入门课。下午，坐车回到荔波县城。雨停了，天空虽然还遍布黑云，但雨后的透彻让人能清晰的望见环绕耸立在县城四围的群山；樟江绕城而过，平静的水面倒映着这座江边小城的休闲气质。傍晚，夜市兴盛，烤鱼、火锅的香味轮番勾引着食欲。可惜独身一人吃锅火锅未免太过奢侈，只能还走进车站旁边那家粉店，抱碗米粉暗自神伤。洗洗睡吧……D42011年10月29日小七孔离荔波县城不远，但小七孔景区的票价却离这大山腹地好远。在中国要分辨一座景区是不是世界遗产地，单从票价上就基本看得出来。老天看在我这次没逃票的面子上，终于让休息了几天的太阳露面了。进大门第一个景点是小七孔古桥——经常出现在杂志媒体上的小七孔志性景观就是它了。顾名思义有七个桥孔的石桥跨在说不清是绿还是蓝的水面之上，桥头一棵老树枝繁叶茂老藤缠绕，泛出些秋天的颜色，确实很入画。这幅画面已经被拍滥了，但既然来了，还是完成任务一样的举起相机，拍下基本雷同的照片，证明到此一游。千姿百态的水是小七孔景区的主，景区的游览公路和步道就沿着山谷里的一带碧水修建，一路跌水瀑布不断。正值周末，加上小七孔名声在外，景区里游客很多，习惯了前几日“包山”“包水”的专场游，现在要面对经常窜入镜头的人头很有些不适应。水上森林，一段有点坡度的溪流中长出的树林，所谓“树在水上，水在林中”，如果用相机慢门拍摄，会出现银白色的丝缎在茂密的林中缠绕穿行的画面。因降雨涨起来的溪水淹没了林中的一些步道，需要脱鞋涉水。难得一次亲近自然地机会让人们兴奋异常，即便深秋的溪水已经冰冷刺脚也愿意在水里多站一会嬉笑拍照。卧龙潭，远远透过树林的缝隙瞥见潭水的颜色就被hold住了。尽管曾经的小水电开发在潭口留下一道人工的堤坝，但这丝毫不影响卧龙潭的惊艳。潭水漫过弧形的石堤，在石壁上摊开成一挂优雅的百褶裙，前几天的降雨让每一道“褶皱”饱满圆润，从容坠落。而百褶裙后面那潭水色更让人词穷，就像兑进去无数瓶“湖蓝”颜料，蓝的失真。鸳鸯湖，光从岸上看，湖水似乎比不过卧龙潭，只有坐船深入，才能体会出它的独特。和码头管理员磨了半天嘴皮子，才同意让我一个人划一条船。划过一片开阔的水面进入湖深处，发现这里面别有一番天地：两岸茂密的植被茂密，水道时宽时窄纵横交错，要不是时常遇见别的游船我都要担心会有迷路的可能。转过几个小岛，几棵大树在镜面一样的湖水中静立，水色随着湖底深浅和光线明暗不断幻化，颇有些魔幻世界的调调。天钟洞，愿爬到半山腰上看溶洞的游客不多，等满十个人才有个讲解员带入洞。洞中游览路线不长，洞中的沉积景观也无非被讲解员包装成大象狮子美女人脸之类。镇洞之宝是一柱浑圆粗壮的石笋，像口大钟稳稳扣在洞厅中央。远远看着石笋和旁边渺小的游客，暗暗感叹时光的力量。回程车上，迷糊中听得前排女声问司机小吃街云云，惊醒，跟着跳下车。遂于同为独自出行的游者搭上话，AA烤鱼杨梅汤，大快朵颐……原来我也是个吃货。D5 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杨菁学四川康定贡嘎山各种形式的穿越无可置疑的是国内徒步爱好者最喜爱的路线之一。它以沿线众多气势雄伟的山脉，连续不断的各种高山景色而著称。我早就为之所动，几年前曾花了近一年的时间在8264收集资料和作线路的准备，并在2011年的6月初作了我第一次的穿越尝试。但最后因高反等原因而未能成功。我为之非常的后悔和懊恼。这个情结一直在我的心上。今年的早些时候，我又萌发了去四川西部背包徒步的念头，实际上是个更大徒步计划中的一个阶段。我因此从国外带回几乎所有的背包徒步行装，并花费了相当的时间作线路上的准备。我于2014年6月25日至7月3日完成了四川康定贡嘎山的单人背包徒步穿越，没有借助向导人员和马匹。这条步行的线路为康定县城>榆林村>日乌且沟>上日乌且垭口>莫溪沟>下次梅村>草科村。全程距离大约为100公里。除了一整天在下次梅村的村民忠一家的休整外，其间共用时七天半的时间。徒步期间天气的基本特征为每天都有降雨，没有固定的时间，时早时晚；而且我感觉在白天里比几年前的那次徒步更频繁。从老榆林村至下次梅村，加上巴望海以东几公里均为人畜小道，令我有点吃惊，尽管每天有不少的降雨，但路面却相当的硬实；偶尔出现的泥潭稍微绕道就能解决。至于沿途的水源和涉水过溪的细节，我将在每天的纪实里更详细地说明。我的背包徒步线路和每天的营地或住地。我在2014年6月23日下午5点多钟搭乘去四川成都的火车。我从南京站出发，第二天中午就到了成都站。我出了成都站后，赶紧往附近不远处的成都城北汽车中心走去，想购买12点钟去康定的班车。幸运的很，车站仍然有余票。国道G318与往常一样，因修筑隧道，在这些地方车辆只能单向行驶，堵车耗时很利害，确又无能为力。这样我又花上了10个小时，在下着大雨的夜里来到了康定县城。我随即在康定县城的哈达客栈住下。在去康定县城途中的路旁。第一天 2014年6月25日起点 康定城哈达客栈，海拔高度2554m (手表读数8380')启程时间 945 AM终点 格西草原，海拔高度3572m (手表读数11720')扎营时间 445 PM当日行程 20公里(+/-)天气 白天多云到晴，夜里小雨~中雨。我的背包徒步线路和每天的营地或住地。我昨晚在康定县城的哈达客栈住下，12点钟以后才休息。我早上6点多钟起来，明显休息得不够。我有意再在康定呆上一天，以消除旅途的疲劳和适应高原的海拔高度，但一早起来看见天空出现的蓝天，不禁改变了念头，决定慢慢地走，去更高的海拔进行调整。既然决定今天上路，就赶紧去超市买一些食品，后来证明是多余的，不过最后都送给见到的藏族同胞了。雨季里的河流水位暴涨，急冲而下，势不可挡。不得不承认，现代的工业能力使得其附近的人类文明得以长期地保存。康定县城依旧很漂亮。虽然有很多现代化的建筑，和外来文化的展露影响，但它在很多方面都非常体现出藏族文化的特色和风格。这个城市的格局，气候，海拔，四周的群山及人文等，一直都是我的喜爱。康定市区中心的街道，广场是我每次必去的地方。对我来说，两次来去匆匆，这里的一切都尚未仔细地探索，觉得很新奇，不知何时才能消除这样的感觉。简短的购物完毕后，在回客栈的路上，抓紧留下一些更多对康定的记忆。我以前没有注意到桥上的一组雕塑。它们具有历史上汉藏民族交流的主思想。此时相对于我夏季每天开始徒步的时间已经很晚了。我知道今天的路还很长，不敢多久留，赶紧回到了哈达客栈，吃了早饭，打点好行装，踏上了去贡嘎山的经典穿越。与我在8264所了解许多徒步朋友的做法不同，我从县城里开始步行，而不是从老榆林村的水电站开始。所以这增添了大概15公里的路途。但从缓慢地适应高海拔的意义上讲，我认为是还有益处的，同时又能省下单人包车的费用。国道G318公路进出康定城的这座桥梁是乎是城郊的分界点。看着天空的乌云，心里开始有点疑惑，毕竟是在雨季里。在刚才走过的右手路边上，碰见了一位昨天一起从成都搭车来这里的藏族同胞。在我打招呼后，他也认出了我来，显得非常的友善。我们彼此相互寒喧，握手道别。 离开了国道G318后，转上了去康定新城的岔道。我实在被路边正在修建的大型建筑所震惊，到处都是建筑工地。这一带可能是最后一片开发地区。我不是专家，但一直在思考在这多地震的川西地区，从安全角度来讲，修建高层建筑是否恰当。可能我的顾虑为多余的。与上次来这里一样，人们依然在路边放养马匹，但牦牛已经看不见了。显然动物数量上的减少意味着它们的生活环境的减小，和人类的开发活动的加大。此时道路坡度增加，我能感觉到我的行走速度开始有些缓慢，心里明白我的高反已经开始。不过从康定出来的行走是个慢慢的适应高海拔的过程。我的时间还算比较充裕，即使旅途的劳累还没有消除，只要不下大雨，今天走到预订的营地，格西草原应该没有问。虽然四周的景色依然不错，但这一带的土地开发规模却十分的惊人。康定的确是个居住生活的好地方。希望开发者在完成其项目后，尽量地将环境还原其本色。道路两旁的景色很漂亮，不过在天气晴朗的大道上行走的确有些乏味，尤其是日晒皮肤的感觉也来了。我的腿部和手部的晒伤就是从此时开始的。我十分缺智地假设川西雨季的白天以乌云天气为主，即使是出太阳，也为短时间的，紫外线对皮肤的伤害影响不大。所以在启程前的一两天，我决定不携带手套，和通常在这种情况下穿的帖身长内裤。幸好带着条两节速干裤，等到明天扎营时发现自己的双腿晒伤后，便赶紧穿上了。康定新城里的非常具有藏族特色的建筑。 回望康定县城。很多东西现在都在脚下了。环绕它四周的群山此时看得更加清楚。对生活在丘陵地带的我来说，这样的市镇座落是个很大的惊奇。而左手的山腰上的G318的交通清晰可见。我试着去辨认昨晚在哈达客栈结识的几个骑车去拉萨的年轻人，但根本做不到，只希望他们平安走运。康定新城的生活区旁一组反映当年汉藏贸易交往的历史人物的塑像，应该是茶马古道上的各种生活细节。 这俩兄弟的形像挺逼真的，很有色彩。 不小的队伍。好象比实物都大不少，蛮生动的。那石头上刻的字，"西出炉关" 不知意味着是否当年的茶马古道在此结束，再往西就纯粹是藏区了。康定新城的生活区。我在这分岔路口向几个过路人确认了去老榆林村的路。天热，口真渴，但带出来的两升水每时还必须谨慎地控制，不敢多喝。人的皮肤感到太阳的火辣，平时不太注意的我，尽找阴凉的地方走，但我还没有意识到皮肤实际上已经开始受伤了。 在回头朝康定县城方向看去。它已在山粱的背后了。可能是最后能国道G318的地方。还是想说，特喜欢这个被群山环抱的新城。高山前的康巴大酒店，很有异域的风格和特色。其色彩与背景天空调和得那么粉彩绚丽。想不到来自远方的宗教在这里偏僻的地方居然能够出现。这也充分体现了现在国家对宗教存在的容忍和民众信仰的多样化。又是一个密集的居民区和商业点。其附近还有一些政府的机构。这里是康定新城的边缘。我估量着该是午饭的时间，便坐在图片最左边楼前的路旁用餐。好奇的人过来问我的情况。我如实回答他们。我知道今天的饮水很多，便向一家作街门销售的老板们讨水。他们爽快的答应了我，确实给我补充了很多的水。要不然再往前走几十米就出康定新城，以后向藏族老乡讨水就更难了。所以以后若再重复这里过程的话，考虑到天气，气温，和防止高反用水，我至少要带3升水。从国道G318分岔到去新城的路上后大部分为国家机构，店几乎没有。只有新城生活区里沿途才有几家便利店。我非常感谢给我水的老板夫妇。当然出城后也可以去沿途村里的小卖部买水或向老乡讨水。虽然不如上次见到的人多，我一路还是碰见了好几位老乡，非常的好，肯定会帮助解决水的问的。沿途的乡村景色。沿途的乡村景色。 可喜地看到当地的居民也种植一些农作物，以补充食物的来源。嗨，居然还有车站。我想可能是连接榆林村与康定市区的班车。当然还有小卖部，但我没有上前探询，不知是否营业。路边景色第一次提醒我今后的几天里我所大概要见到的。 路上遇见一位才从山里干完活回家的藏族妇女。她很健谈，汉语也说得很好。我们一路聊了好一会儿，直到她到图片里的这个家，还邀请我有空去";耍耍";，用的词汇居然与中原地区的方言一样! 非常朴实真诚的藏族村民!背景为日乌且沟东侧的一座大山。去海螺沟的公路就在它前面的山脚下。我有遇见了一群在地里干活的村民，很多是妇女。在他们朝我看来的时候，我首先高喊"扎西德勒"! 他们也相对地回应了我，随后一阵笑声。他们对外人很是友好。我心里感到若遇上什么困难，他们一定会尽力帮助我的，事实上以后的经历也证明了这点。([]
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黄盈如2013年春节，准备去越南柬埔寨看看。 原计划是从南宁陆路进越南，由北往南穿越越南到柬埔寨吴哥窟后回国。 做好计划开始买飞机票时发现，从柬埔寨暹粒回国的机票比较贵，从国内去胡志明的机票倒是比较便宜。 这次去柬埔寨主要就是去看那世界七大奇迹的吴哥窟，去寻找高棉的微笑，这是不能略去的。 于是就有了直飞胡志明市，由胡志明市去柬埔寨暹粒，再回到胡志明市，再一路北下，经过美奈，大叻，牙庄，惠安，顺化，河内，下龙湾回国的路线。 虽然去柬埔寨走了个回头路，但从节约自己并不充分的资金上来看，还是个不错的选择。 废话不多说，直接看图说话，虽然照片质量不好，但以量取胜吧。 一千多张照片记录了全程，并附有路线攻略。 春节前，赶上越南证涨价，我们是两次入境越南，需要一月两次入境，两本证花了1140元。 福州飞上海再飞胡志明市两人机票包括税费2850元。 因为我们的飞机是凌晨到达胡志明市，在国内预定了宾馆，2晚总计30刀，加接机14刀。 带了1300刀，剩余290刀。两个人总花费约10566元。 飞机正点到达胡志明市已经是凌晨1点了。 出关很顺利。 走出机场就看到有人举着我们名字的大牌子。 如果不是这么晚到达，根本不需要订酒店和接机，机场有大巴去市内。 在BOOKING订的房间总是不能让人满意，（但又能去哪里订纳？）， 只有一个优点是提供早餐。 住在范五老街的小胡同里，走出胡同口就看见The SinhTourist的招牌。这个小帅哥是店里唯一会汉语的人。要不然，真不知道只会几个英语单词的半大老人怎么搞定买很多班次的汽车票。在The SinhTourist买了明天由胡志明市去柬埔寨暹粒的车票。本想买好回来时由胡志明市去河内的OPENBUS全程票。由于赶上了越南的春运。虽然现在是提前了一星期买票，但只有胡志明--美奈--大叻这一段路程有车票。而且只剩余4张票，赶紧掏钱把这一段的票先买了。其实在范五老街有很多家公司经营OPENBUS。我们从The SinhTourist出来，走了不到50米，看到一家公司卖OPENBUS票。可是售票员不会汉语，我们又不懂英语。正在对牛弹琴时，一位新加坡人也来买票，帮助我们买好了后半程的车票，而且还是全程卧铺车票。显然，这段路程的车票已经涨价。现在想想，The SinhTourist不是没有票，他是在等涨价再卖。涨点钱能买到票就好。我们后来遇到很多人买不到车票，从而打乱了整个旅游计划。我们避开了国内的春运，来到越南却赶上了越南的春运。看来，春节期间也要避开越南旅游了。这家公司的马路对面有换汇的，汇率比市中心区的金店低点。换了点越南盾去吃午饭，就在大街边上的小店。价格一点也不比国内便宜，越南人做生意是一致对外，内外有别。范五老街志性建筑。旅店有简易地图。范五老街距胡志明市的景点并不是很远，我们也想走路沿线看看。来前就听说越南的水果鲜榨汁很好喝，路边看到一家，结果是大失所望。晚上回来在小胡同的另一出口处，有一家现做现卖，有很多人坐在小板凳上等待，那个才是好喝。街边小公园街景在繁华的大街中央广场，有一尊骑马铜像，是越南的民族英雄陈元汉。他昭示世人，越南人民是不会忘记历史的。说到越南的历史，是离不开中国的。秦朝时，秦始皇派军队征服了越南北部，中国的版图扩大到越南。公元10世纪，五代十国时，交趾叛乱。爱州（今越南清化）牙将吴权在海门镇打败汉军，次年称王。968年越南丁朝建立，安南最终建立了国家，但一千多年来一直作为中国的属国或藩属国。19世纪后期，法国对越南进行殖民侵略，清朝派兵抵抗，冯子材和刘永福、黑旗军等参战。1885年，清政府与法国订《中法新约》，被迫承认越南独立。从此，越南彻底从中国版图独立，并沦为法国殖民地。1945年第二次世界大战结束前后，胡志明在越南北方的河内宣布独立。而南方还处在受法国殖民保护的保大皇帝管辖之下。1954年7月21，署《日内瓦协议》。《日内瓦协议》规定，越南以北纬17度为界，南北分治，北方由胡志明领导，南方由保大皇帝统治。1955年7月17日，美国撕毁了《日内瓦协议》，取代法国在越南南方的地位，设定了所谓的越南共和国。吴庭艳发动政变，废黜保大皇帝，自己当了总统，建立南越南共和国，首都为西贡。自此，越南南方沦为美国新殖民主义的殖民地。1961年，越南战争爆发，美国与韩国、菲律宾、泰国、澳大利亚、新西兰等国组成联军，介入了这场战争。中国出动军方和大量民力、免费物质，支持越南，援越抗美。1973年1月27日《巴黎协定》订，美国承认越南民主共和国在国际上的法律地位，退出越南战争。同年3月从越南南方撤出全部军队及其同盟者军队和军事人员。1975年5月，胡志明领导的越盟（即后来的越南劳动党）击败了吴庭艳政府。1976年7月，越南南北实现统一，定国名为越南社会主义共和国，首都为河内。为了纪念胡志明的伟业，将前南方首府西贡改名为胡志明市。陈元汉铜像前方是滨城市场，是胡志明市最大的市场。里面各类生活旅游纪念用品齐全。还有各类越南小吃。越南曾经沦为法殖民地，法式烙印无处不在，从早点的法棍到街边的咖啡店让人以为身处欧洲某小镇。中国元素也无处不在，从门面上的汉字到理发小作坊。刮胡子捏背与国内一样舒坦。无论大街小巷，摩托都是绝对的主力。原来以为越南是个穷国。现在已经颠覆了以前的认识。越南国家是不富，但人民却不穷。不像天国，国家富人民穷。到总统府已经快4点了，拍了张照片没进去。门前有妹妹执勤，很乐意与我合影。合影后还到没有路灯的马路上将往来车辆叫停，让我们轻松过马路。胡志明市路边有很多这样大的公园，供市民在公园里休闲歇息。从总统府走到红教堂只有几分钟的路程。圣母大教堂是法国人于1883年建成，据说建造教堂的红砖全部是从法国运来，是仿照巴黎圣母院钟楼的设计建造的。教堂不收门票，但只对游客开放前面一小部分。站在教堂的入口处，看那高大的穹顶和花窗，配上庄严肃穆的神像，显得庄重又有气势。从教堂前方看，两座40米高的白色钟塔直冲云霄。门前伫立着一座重达4吨的圣母玛丽亚雕像，红色基座白色雕像与身后的红教堂相配的极为融洽。红教堂的旁边是百年邮政局。从外表看是一幢普通的欧式建筑。但里面穹顶设计源自伦敦水晶宫的大玻璃屋顶。漂亮的地砖，红色电话亭，手绘的西贡地图和墙上巨幅胡志明画像勾勒出一幅豪华又安详的画面。我也不能免俗，在这豪华又古老的邮局里寄出一张写给自己的明信片。走出邮局，四周景色。红教堂正对着的路是胡志明市最繁华的一条路。路口街头的宣传画，好像又回到40年前的中国。中国统治了越南上千年，越南的很多民俗与中国一样。传统节日主要有春节、清明、端午、中秋、重阳等。现在春节快到了，路上张灯结彩，很有过年的气氛。也不乏高档商场，大牌云集。进百盛商场看看，世界各地的大牌都能在这里看到。二楼还有吃饭的地方。PHO24米粉连锁店在越南很有名气，但我不喜欢吃米粉，没尝试。走过百盛就是歌剧院，歌剧院的建筑风格是最具法属时期的建筑。([]
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