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驴行费用：各地至乌鲁木齐往返机票+9天活动团费2800元（俱乐部领队租车、住宿、景点门票等费用）+个人开销【18天费用约为7500元/人】 驴行的毒酒，一杯接一杯，不愿意松开手，就这样沉醉其中。 2012年在网上结识摄手座摄影户外俱乐部的领队游牧，随报名参加了他组织的7月藏地深度游活动。神秘而又艰难的川藏公路，我们在游牧的带领下一路平安。川藏公路，世界上最美、最令人向往的景观大道，我们在雨季一一走过，经历的是一路阳光。 从最初彼此的不了解、不理解，到最后游牧与我之间的相互敬服。21天，让我们收获了除美景之外的感动，那就是共同的对大自然的狂热激情。 在那以前我一直不敢启程走西藏318线，不是因为担心路途险恶，而是一种十分的害怕。我怕最美丽的藏地行游梦不能如我所愿，所以不敢，才一年一年地拖了下来。当我第一次在四川旅游网上看到游牧藏地行游的行程表的时候，我的心怦然跳动，那是多么合我心意的驴行啊！徙步稻城亚丁4900米的五色海、夜宿4780米的神湖纳木措、看望玉带般的羊卓雍措、到达5200米的珠穆朗玛峰大本营、川藏线进青藏线出，这行程简单太完美了，于是在我搜索到游牧网站10分钟的时间内就打电话确定了报名，速度快得连我自己都觉得夸张。 藏地深度行游21天走下来，我的内心满满荡荡，一切都那么美满地划上句号，除了对游牧这个领队小有言语外，内心非常地欣赏他：我跟着他转湖亚丁五色海、看到亚丁三神山、走过川藏线上最美的草原毛垭草原、在纳木措寒冷的旁晚守晚霞、还有珠穆朗玛为我们露出整个山峰的激动、走过人生高点5230米的唐古拉山口的壮美、青藏线一路飞腾的豪情...... 每一个我们想多停留的地方，游牧都会给足我们时间玩，这是最令我满意的。早已经厌倦跟团旅行，而遥远的西藏，选择游牧的费用相对较少而又行程完美的户外俱乐部，终于让我的朝圣之旅心想事成。 2013年新年的某一天，游牧在看到我写的《徙步天堂.亚丁》游记后激动地邀请我参加他5月18日的大美新疆之行。对于新疆，其实我的内心还没有准备好，因为新疆太大了。我怕他安排的9天时间太短太短，怕我踏上疆土的脚没有能力及时抽回来，因为我总是想往前跑几步，跑几步，再跑几步。 游牧真诚地说：“色色，来吧，你的西藏游记感动了我，新疆之行活动团费我为你赞助，带你去看赛里木湖最美的金莲，看五星级大草原最美的花。” 我决定一个人启航，去赴那一场与花海的约会。一个女人，再一次独自远行...... 2013年，在我独身180天后的3月9日，驴友朗郎走进了我的生命。他握着我的手说：“色色，我不会再让你一个人走，以后的每一段旅程，有我陪你同行。”这个驴行路上认识1年半、一直走在我身后的男人，终于上前一步，走在我的左手边...... 幸福来得太快。能际遇跟自己做着同样梦的爱人并肩而行，需要多么好的人品才可以？我望着朗郎坚定的目光，感恩！ 因为有你，我想，我已经准备好了。新疆，带着爱启程！ 这是色色和朗郎成为爱人后的第一趟驴行，也是我们的蜜月之旅。 敞开心扉，期待吧！ 早上7点半，在给了小瑞一个深情的拥抱过后，我和朗郎背上背包，牵着手出了门。步行到离家10分钟路程的中心车站坐公共汽车到成都双流机场。这一次没有选择坐火车到乌鲁木齐，是因为乐山离乌鲁木齐隔着3000公里，我们想留着时间和体力在接下来的旅程中。 人一旦出发就来不及想下一秒钟。从乐山到机场，从飞机起飞到地窝堡，像是思绪万千，又像是心潮平静。喀什爆乱和新疆前路的未知，我和朗郎一向从容。我们相信爱，相信自己，相信上帝的厚待。 在双流机场肯德基餐厅简单用餐 12：55分，在双流机场147#登机口，我和朗郎登上了双流直飞乌鲁木齐的CZ6942航班。南方航空飞机给我很舒服的感觉，3.5小时的飞行在不知不觉中度过。直到飞机升在5445米的博格达上空，身旁的伊梨州小妹妹激动地喊：雪山，雪山，乌鲁木齐快到了。我和朗郎都以为看到的是云海，细细一看，弦窗外皑皑的天山，脚下无边无际的疆土，激情终于燃起来：哇！博格达，你太美了！ 乌鲁木齐，我来了！我们来了！我们都来了！从四面八方、从中国的11个省市，27位驴友，将演绎一场怎样难忘的疆土情缘？ 介绍一下这次驴行的全部驴友 乐山色影驴途（色色） 乐山朗郎 深圳游牧（本次活动领队-摄手座摄影户外俱乐部） 继续介绍驴友 广东本山大叔 广西刘浪 福建沉默 继续介绍 苏州属鼠的猫猫【据说是偶然在网上看到我写的游记让她动了心，才鼓起了勇气参加这趟伊犁赏花之行的。要知道新驴们在出家门之前总是心不踏实的。】 西安赤脚仙 广东天台夜雨 继续介绍 广西倚清风 广西娟儿 广西HAPPY 还有几位驴友，继续介绍 山东漫步随影 北京高富帅 广东李姐 广东COCO 杭州无心 广东寻思人生的足迹 深圳快乐天使（母女） 深圳琛琛 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引子2010年上半年是我生命中一段类似黎明前的黑暗的日子，毕业3年多了，仍旧做着低预算的MV和企业宣传片。出国前抱着一腔热血设想的名导演和好莱坞巨片的远大前程在每天的柴米油盐酱醋茶中变得越来越渺茫。熬到春暖花开的3月初，我做完手里最后一个项目而下一张支票还没有着落的时候，一个自称是沈阳老乡的男人找到我。我一般不喜欢中国人非得喜欢被人叫英文名儿。尤其是这种英文都不会说的中国人，而且他介绍自己时不是大大方方地跟你握手说，‘我是Eric’，而是像个小姑娘一样扭扭捏捏地跟你先笑一下，然后才含蓄地说，‘你就叫我Eric吧’。我心里想咱们沈阳怎么出了这么个娘娘腔。但不管是不是娘娘腔，东北人都是活雷锋的传统还是要继续的。英文都不会讲的Eric在湖边的西区盘下了一个老外的酒吧，经营了1个月后才发现原来自己根本不是这块料，于是绕七绕八地转了好几个华人圈子，终于找到我的头上。从电影学院毕业后我已经几年不做调酒师了，总觉得自己具备陶渊明不为五斗米折腰的气派，可是在银行账户里那么几个可怜的数字面前，我终于发现现实并未赋予我那种勇气。Eric的酒吧是在西区和市中心交界处，那是个五花八门什么人都有的地盘。上班一个月后没少赶走那些醉酒的吸毒的和闹事的。为了节省开支，Eric找来的几个女孩子都没什么经验，也没有酒牌，只能靠着我一个人撑着场子。每个周末的晚上坐在吧台里看着舞台上的DJ翻唱着别人的歌曲，舞台下一群靠酒精和大麻而醉生梦死的各色人群，真有种恍如隔世的感觉，生活怎么这么喜欢折腾人呢？据说天将降大任于斯人也，必先苦其心志，劳其筋骨，饿其体肤，空乏其身，行拂乱其所为，所以动心忍性，曾益其所不能。我都混到这个地步了，也不要求什么拯救天下苍生之重任，就让我做点自己喜欢的事儿还不行吗？但是看来我的生活还没有跌到最低谷。4月13号，星期六，趁着那天晚上难得安静，我把前台交给几个跑堂的女孩子后便去酒库里查库存。这种旧式的老楼颇有恐怖片的感觉，通向地下室的楼梯又窄又黑，一脚踩上去就咯吱咯吱地响。头上的地板也不知道多少年头了，能听到楼上传来的音乐声，女人高跟鞋走过的声音，还有隐隐约约地对话，只是顺着地板缝传过来的声音好像另外一个世界的感觉。我坐在酒桶上一排排地数过红酒，白酒，啤酒，烈酒。。。数着数着就数不清楚了，刚才是数到五十还是六十了? 得了，从头开数吧，走回第一排红酒，1，2，3，4，5。。。数着数着一抬头，发现又数不清楚了。。。再走回第一排红酒，抬头看着那个叫Santa Monica的牌子，突然间连我在这儿干嘛都想不起来了，然后莫名其妙的忧伤就带着排山倒海的气势向我涌来，我站在原地措手无策，茫然中只有种放声大哭地冲动。记得小时候老妈是个异常坚强的女人，面对我的哭泣从来没有所谓慈母的关怀，而是一本正经地教训我，谁又没欺负你，动不动地哭什么！就算被人欺负了，哭又不解决问。赶紧洗把脸该干嘛干嘛去！其实我也想问自己，是啊，谁也没欺负我，为什么我就觉得这么委屈呢？胸口好像积蓄着一股力量，呼吸困难，大脑一片空白，只想大哭一场，痛哭一场，找个没有人烟的地方放声喊叫！这究竟是种什么感觉啊！就在我酝酿感情打算发泄一下的时候，楼上突然‘砰’的一声，好像桌子被掀翻了，连我正上方的地板都跟着震动，接着是几秒钟的空白，然后就听到一连串的杯子破碎，椅子倒地，女人尖叫的声音。我心一沉，出事了！我三步并两步跑回楼上，只看到酒吧靠近DJ的位置都是打翻的桌椅，杯子，酒水满地一片狼藉，酒吧里一群客人都围在门口的玻璃前面好像看热闹一样，两个跑堂的女孩子被吓得躲到吧台后面，看到我上来像看到救命草一样一把抓住我，然后比较娇小的那个女孩就哗哗开哭。我暗自想，你姐姐我还想哭呢，怎么这哭还带抢的。。。不管怎么说，这两个女孩子哭哭啼啼地总算把事情说清楚了，但其实说清楚也不清楚，我下楼没多久，就有3个凶神恶煞满身刺青的男人冲进来，没要酒也不说话，一进来就冲到舞台上把鼓手给按住了，据说那个鼓手看着挺单薄的，居然也挺有体面地挣扎了一番，加上乐队其他人在旁边拉扯，舞台周围的桌椅酒水全没能幸免。估计那3个人是专业打架的，没多久就把鼓手扯出酒吧，在转角的马路上开始拳打脚踢。等我赶上来时那群客人就是围在玻璃前面看热闹呢。听到这里我心里有了点地，这不是酒吧客人闹事，听起来像是鼓手自己惹着谁了。而且人被拉到酒吧外面打，最起码这不会影响到酒吧的执照和酒牌。当然了，至于鼓手被打得怎么样我就顾不上了。想到这里我赶紧打电话报警，叫救护车，然后指挥这两个女孩子收拾残局。10分钟后警车和救护车呼啸而来，看来这种事儿警察也见多了，没把责任波及到旁人，录了口供后就去医院找受害人了。据说那个鼓手挺禁打，除了皮外伤到没什么要紧的。我松了口气，然后打电话给Eric报告酒吧的损失和善后，没想到Eric根本没把这当回事，人已经跑去赌场了，在充满噪音的电话告诉我他现在运气好正忙着赢钱，干脆直接把酒吧处理权全权交给了我。我放下电话，心想我怎么摊到这么个老板，然后转过身正要安慰安慰那两个女孩子，想说咱们打扫卫生提前关门。没想到这两个人配合得太默契了，已经拎着各自的提包，畏畏缩缩地站在门口看着我。稍微高大一点的女孩小心翼翼地对我说，那个。。。依非姐姐，我们俩想好了，觉得还是不太适合在这里上班。这么说走就走的太对不起你了，那你看。。。今天的薪水就不用给我们开了。我们俩都是来读书的，不想因为在这里上班影响到学校的成绩。。。我叹了口气，这两个孩子还是不禁事啊。。。不过想想人家也不容易，万里迢迢地来到这儿读书，想赚点外快还遇到这种事儿。而且不管怎么说还算有良心（或者真的是被吓到了），连今天的薪水都不要了。我想起6年前刚出国后第一次打工的自己，将心比心，那时的我估计也会和这两个女孩子做出同样的决定。想到这儿，我把两个人的薪水开了出来，又把今天小费塞给她们俩，既然Eric让我全权负责，我也犯不着替他心疼银子。送走这两位大小姐，酒吧里就剩下我一个人。我这才发现楼上吧台的酒还没补，地没拖，桌子也没擦，这两位今天还真是我的大小姐了。。。凌晨2点，老公开车来接我。锁门前看着空荡荡酒吧，好像和什么事儿也没发生一样。我这才发现自己有种被抽空的感觉，一个月来超速的生活节奏好像在这一刻都静止了下来。我突然想不明白自己究竟是在干什么，当初那么艰难地办出国，从地球一面飞到另外一面，在一个陌生的国度里一切从头开始，难道就是为了每天的生计而奔波，被这些杂七杂八的琐事纠缠，数着手里的现金和一天天没有未来的日子？想当初我也是有理想有志气的上进青年啊。。。看到上了车就发呆的我，老公莫名其妙地说，你这是怎么了？对了，刚才从玻璃里看到你在酒吧扫地拖地搬椅子，堂堂的大导演拖起地来也挺有范的啊。‘堂堂大导演’。。。我是堂堂大导演吗。。。我轻轻念着这句带着玩笑意味的话，眼泪一下子就喷了出来，怎么都止不住。面对这个天打雷劈都能够冷静平和的男人，我撑了一个晚上的神经终于松弛了下来。有的时候怎么都想不明白这个大我9岁的俄罗斯男人的思维，让我觉得泄气无聊的项目他也能一心一意地做好，让我觉得厌恶愤慨的挑剔客户他也能心平气和地对待，即使面对着委屈大哭的老婆，他也只是递过来一盒纸巾，安静地等我眼泪哭干，发泄完毕，然后启动发动机，转过头对我说，我们今天钓鱼去。钓鱼？！ 钓鱼？！4月初，多伦多还是早春的天气。凌晨2点半，老公在24小时的麦当劳给我买了咖啡和苹果派，然后回家取了钓具和户外的行头，去湖边的路有200公里，老公难得没有飞车，而是稳稳当当地开了2个多小时。我在大哭一场后开始犯困，但是消灭掉咖啡和苹果派后又睡不着了，只是梦游一样，一路看着高速上零星的灯火飞驰而过，这个时间都是从club回来的夜生活一族，一辆辆宝马奔驰在车辆稀少的高速上飞过，难以想象仅仅5年前的我也曾是其中一员，心里说不清是感慨还是酸涩，乱七八糟的心情和困意搅在一起冲击着有些麻木的大脑。渐渐地高速变成辅路，辅路变成乡村小路。一路的风景仿佛生活里那些或起或浮的片断一样在眼前闪过。我们在黎明前到达Belwood湖边，这是在一条河流上截段后人工围起的水库。河的源头在北边的山脉上，整条河经过400公里渐缓的地势，在南边流入安大略湖。据说20世纪初这条河经常在春天洪水泛滥，于是被命名为Grand River，名为气势宏大之意。20世纪中后期加拿大工业崛起，在这条河上开发了4个人工水库，春季蓄水秋季放水，从此断绝了水患。Belwood在4个水库里水量排第二名，水坝落差有10几米，哗哗的落水声在这样黎明前的黑暗里显得额外震撼。到了湖边的停车场，我像木偶一样和老公一起换上户外的行头，一脚深一脚浅地摸着黑走到湖边。我呼了一口气，看到呼出的热气和冰冷的空气接触，变成一团白雾，上升后渐渐扩散到空中。此时的湖面一丝风也没有，平静的湖水反射着点点星光，反倒显得更深不可测。我支开座椅，靠在椅背上开始有点昏昏欲睡的感觉。老公支起钓竿，挂上鱼饵，钓线咻的一声带着鱼饵在空中划出一道弧线，然后啪地在湖面上激起一道道水纹。我靠在折叠椅上，看着钓竿一次次地甩出，收回，甩出，收回，如此重复的声音让我在这黎明前的黑暗中开始有种恍然如梦的感觉。就在我快要分不清楚梦境和现实的时候，这个循回愕然而止，随之而来的是一片稀里哗啦的水声，然后就听到鱼线轮嗡嗡松线的声音。‘上钩了！’老公兴奋地喊道。我腾地从椅子上坐起来，在一片漆黑中用目光勉强搜索着那条细细的鱼线。老公挣扎着拔起手中的钓竿，猛地向空中拽起。然后收钓线，再拽起，再收钓线，突然间我看到一条一尺多长的鱼身从水中跳出，在空中翻了个身后重重地落回水面。老公兴奋地转向我喊道，‘Shit!!!这是个大个儿的！’看着鱼线越来越近，我觉得全身的神经都绷紧了，直到鱼线拖近岸边，老公兴奋地戴上手套，然后小心翼翼地提起鱼线，在鱼饵上赫然挂着一条一尺多长的鲈鱼。这是我第一次如此近距离地接近钓鱼，我不相信地伸手碰了碰鱼身，惹得这条鲈鱼在半空中剧烈地挣扎了一下。老公哈哈大笑道，人的体温碰到鱼，就像火碰到人一样，这是烧伤啊！不知道是老公的激动感染了我，还是这个所谓烧伤的逻辑让我觉得滑稽，我也抑制不住地大笑起来。就在这不知不觉中，天边开始发白，还没等我反应过来，一轮新鲜的红日从水面上跳了出来。橙红的颜色霎时间洒满了整个湖面，我看着鱼身上滴下的水珠映着朝阳鲜艳的色彩，听到自己的笑声在湖面上荡起回音，一个月来积压在心中的郁闷和迷茫，都在这一刻变得烟消云散。难以想象一个人的心境可以在如此短暂的一天里有这么大的起伏。未来如此漫长，我这么点无足重轻的磨难估计时间里连个萤火般的痕迹都没留下吧。 第一季事实证明，生活是一面镜子，每天摆着个苦脸得到的就还是苦脸。当我把心态摆正后发现日子原来并没有那么糟糕。和大多数留学生，移民相比我应该算是幸运的。绿卡在毕业后2年就拿到了，打工虽然操心点儿，但是总的来说工资还是比较丰裕的，暂时没有买房子，但是租的也算是中高级公寓了，中央空调游泳池网球场健身房一应俱全，18楼正对着安大略湖的风景，真的是没什么可抱怨的。其实影视界在哪里都是一个没门路和关系就不容易立足的群体。估计是我期待值太高了，同样作为移民的老公和我在北美没有根基，毕业后能够自己承接到项目其实就已经很不错了。于是我开始心平气和的每天发简历，跑关系，晚上去酒吧看场打烊，有空闲就去湖边钓鱼散心。当然了我的所谓钓鱼，其实就是大多数时候坐在岸边看风景，读书，偶尔甩甩鱼竿摆摆样子。然后在老公钓到鱼后捡漏和善后。摆样子看书出国这么多年，最大的发现应该就是命运太他妈喜欢捉弄人了。。。4月底，就在我开始适应这样简单而有规律的生活时，老公居然竞到一个政府部门的教育片后期制作。政府的项目钱多，要求简洁，时间紧凑，1个月后交片完工，几万大洋就到手了。拿到支票那天老公对我调皮地眨眨眼，然后神秘地说道，我想到一个好主意！船？！买船这个念头被老公塞到我的脑子里之后又引起了我的短期健忘症。所谓短期健忘症，就是我在过渡兴奋中会暂时摆脱现实中柴米油盐酱醋茶的纠缠，全身心地投入到一个充满童话意味的幻想世界中。在这个幻想世界中我为自己勾画出一副矫情的画面：暖暖的阳光普照在一片碧波之上，放眼望去，诺大的湖面只有一艘白色游艇停在湖心，甲板上面支着一把超大的遮阳伞，遮阳伞下面是一个蓝色条纹的躺椅，一个身穿比基尼的少妇慵懒地坐在躺椅上，一手拿着一本英文版的傲慢与偏见，一手拿着一杯橙色的鸡尾酒，酒杯在半空中骄傲地反射着太阳的光芒。但是身为编剧的现实经常喜欢在我美梦高潮阶段来个晴天霹雳，直接了当地将我的白日梦打成比水纹还细的碎片。。。我怎么也想不明白，做项目时那么正经的老公怎么能想出这么个具有创意的想法？以我们目前的经济状况来讲，游艇是不用说了。每年1月份我们都去看多伦多的游艇展，每一次我都饶有兴致地去把每一艘几百万大洋的豪华游艇都逛一遍。然后我发现，在这个资本主义社会买个中小型游艇其实一点都不贵，而最贵的是那些游艇俱乐部的停船费，维护费，油费，每年要交给政府的行驶证，钓鱼证，还有运输船只时要交的养路费，保险，等等等等。资本主义社会的乱收费一点也不亚于封建社会，在众多名义的收费之后你会发现买船其实一点都不贵。不就是5千块的首付加上每个月300多大洋嘛！但是在你交足300多大洋之后会发现所有的保养费加在一起远远高于这个数目。所以我经常说，资本主义就像化了浓妆的女朋友，结婚后卸了妆才发现原来要携手度过终身的是一只恐龙。算了，游艇咱们买不起，买个冲锋艇总可以吧。这次还没等我继续畅想呢，老公就一把将我从美梦中拉了回来。原来冲锋艇咱们买得起，但是老公很现实地告诉我，咱们没买过船，很多关于船的保养，码头管理，马达配置，零件修补等等等等都要从头学起。所以别做美梦了，还是先买个简单的充气艇玩玩吧。当然这句话还有个后半截，那就是以我现在的钓鱼水平，根本还不够买船的资格。。。虽然第一次买船并没有电影剧本中那所谓美梦成真般的美好，我确也着实地激动了一把。其实钓鱼是一种心情，或是像姜太公一样在水墨画一般的风景中垂钓，或是像海明威一样在狂风大作中拼搏，钓鱼这个过程本身就已经把我们从现实生活的各种烦恼中拉了出来，不管钓不钓得到鱼，呼吸一下新鲜空气总是好的。当然，这是我钓不到鱼时安慰自己的想法，后来钓到鱼了就发现这些都是胡扯，弄条大的鲈鱼回家做水煮鱼才是正道！ 充气艇处女行先来点介绍吧官方网站：https//www.seaeagle.com型号：124 smb全套价位：1000美金额外需要购买：电马达，电池。 600-700美金。加上一些零配件，邮费，一共2000美金上下。接下来是细节外部长度376cm x 167.6cm重量23kg容量4 人或 707.6 kg可用马达6马力 (34 kg)内部长度215.9cm x 94cm两端浮筒直径45.72 cm平铺大小68.5cm x 61cm x 30.4cm充气部分3 部分用料38 mil Polykrylar (K80 PVC)接缝高频率焊接空气阀3 DeLUXE One Way速度5-6 mph 汽油马达, 4-5 mph 电马达充气和组装时间15 分钟来几段看图说话吧。从左到右装电马达的袋子，电马达，上方的盒子是电池，老公手里拿的是装充气艇的袋子。平展开的充气船 开始充气！我也来凑热闹！ 充到三分之一时要把后面的条板安上。 开始有模有样了！ 充气完毕！ 装电池和马达！ 大功告成！准备下水！ 终于能够舒舒服服地坐在船里看书了！ 电马达和电池 船长来摆个pose! 找到好地方了！ 钓几杆吧！ 第一次处女行没什么太多的亮点。总的来说充气艇还算成功，因为是平底，没有乘风破浪的感觉，用电马达行驶速度挺慢的。但是好处是坐在里面比较惬意，船底很软，可以躺在里面晒太阳，有点躺在浮垫上的感觉。这种充气艇适合加拿大东区小型湖密集的地方，湖面不大，没什么风浪，但是要看天气，阴天下雨没问，但是暴风雨交加时还是有危险的。我们是抱着使用期一年的打算买的这个充气艇，1年后更换冲锋艇，电池和马达还可以继续使用。因为充气艇的使用范围有限制，这一年里就在多伦多西北部200公里左右的地面转悠，新手在小湖面上练习比较容易，居然像我这种心思都在晒太阳上的人都能钓到鱼！ 来个成果集锦吧白斑狗鱼。这种鱼有内陆湖小鲨鱼之称，非常凶狠，生命力顽强，钓起来特别过瘾。吃起来有带鱼的感觉，我一般喜欢清理干净后切成段，在淡口味的啤酒里泡一个晚上，第二天裹上拌了盐，胡椒，味精的面里煎到两面金黄，味道超级棒！ 来个正面的 继续白斑狗鱼 第一次雨中钓鱼，收获不小！P.S. 可以看出我们那个时候刚开始搞户外，连Gore-Tex是什么都不知道，穿的还是塑料雨衣呢！ 这鱼不是我钓的，但是摆个样子照相还是可以滴！鱼线上的小鱼是河鲈。加拿大的鱼分类管制，狗鱼一人限制2条，小河鲈不分大小，一人限制6条。小河鲈简单清理一下，裹点面炸着吃很不错。或者多攒点弄成鱼酱也可以。 开始眩鲈鱼了！肥大的鲈鱼超级好吃！ 我一般会片肉来做水煮鱼，自己炸辣子，鱼骨鱼头用来做汤底，说得我自己都开始饿了。。。当然还有第二种常见的吃法，去头去骨，鱼肉留两大块，用啤酒，玉米粉，淀粉，盐，胡椒，红椒粉拌成糊状，把鱼肉在里面沾一下，然后上热油煎。这个做法简单省时，适合野营。 这条是我钓到的！！！第一次钓鲈鱼，太开心了！ 这次收获太大了！回家晒鱼干吃吧！ 准备清理，然后架锅开始吃饭！ 插播一下在同一个湖上的游艇。这是小型游艇，买一艘2万大洋，每个月停放费，维护费，清洁费，油费，等等等等在1千以上。。。不过开起来真拉风啊。。。 加拿大东部地势平坦，配上各种格局的小型湖，虽然算不上气势滂湃，却也有碧波荡漾的宜人。那段时间几次在酒吧打烊后直接奔向湖边，躺在充气艇上小眯一会，再睁开眼后看到的是对比如此强烈的风景，让我有种恍恍惚惚的感觉。有的时候睁会突然忘记自己身在何处，好像酒吧和钓鱼之间的差距让我开始质疑生活的真实性。就像庄子他老人家在蝴蝶梦里那纠缠了多少个世纪的问：不知周之梦为蝴蝶与，蝴蝶之梦为周与？ 早上的时候还没起风，湖面那种无法描述的静常常让我感慨无语。
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陈佑贤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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倪佳玲本贴图文，均属原创。谢绝所有形式的转载。如有需要，请留言或站短。这是2009年7月的行程了。从自然风景来说，317不如318，地貌比较单一，大部分地段是在高山草甸上行走，不象318，峡谷，高山，草原，湖泊应有尽有，尤其在通过横断山脉那一段时，雄浑的群山看得人心旌摇曳，目瞪口呆。但是，就人文和风情来说，317却远胜318，这条国道，基本都是在藏区穿行，并且，是很深入很原生态的藏区，而不是被汉族同化了的风景区。这里甚至有很多人，都听不懂普通话，从交流上来讲，是种缺憾，但是，从风情上来讲，却是很多驴子求之不得的。这条线游客稀少，甚至可以说没有。玉树-昌都-德格-甘孜-马尔康这一段，我只碰到两个和我们一样的背包客。要去的驴子，可以赶紧筹划了，不要等到游客蜂拥而来时，再去凑热闹。本次出行线路：上海-成都-康定-甘孜-石渠-玉树-昌都-江达-德格-甘孜-色达-马尔康-若尔盖-郎木寺-夏河-兰州-上海。基本都沿着317国道在走。说起来好笑，这次出行，在没有到达火车站之前，我居然不知道是否能走得成。之前一天，破树幸灾乐祸（他自己去新疆的时候遇上75，担惊受怕地逃回来，困在家里出不去，就巴不得所有的人都不能成行）地告诉我，宝成铁路江油段因为连日暴雨，河水超过警戒水位，列车停止运行。而我坐的那趟车，正好要经过江油。这真是出师未捷，心已经死了好几回了。先是新疆75事件，闹得人心惶惶，家人担心藏区也跟着闹，不许我去。于是把眼光瞄准东北。可是筹划了几天，还是兴致索然。虽然东北我早晚要去一趟，但在最近的三年里，它不在我的计划之中。几经周折，终于还是买了车票。准备出发。进了车站，一看，电子显示屏上，我坐的那趟火车正在检票。看来没停运，赶紧进站台，一问，可能要绕道。不管怎么说，能照常发车就好，还是很高兴地上了车。我摸着脖子上挂着的小弥勒。那是大爷去九华山的时候，一位高僧送给他的，我每次出行，都戴着它，每次都能平安回来。我是个有一点轻微迷信的人，所以，宁愿把出发前这一切不顺，当成“好事多磨”。列车在苏南平原上奔驰着，窗外是大片碧绿的稻田。即使隔着窗，也能想象出烈日下蒸腾的水汽。这是我所熟悉的故乡原风景，我在这里出生，长大，变老。可是尚且年轻的心，总是不安分的，渴望去到更远更陌生的地方。所以，一次次离家，行走。到了西安，火车广播通知，改道走安康达州南充到成都。这一改道，原定35个小时能道成都的火车，就足足走了48小时。从西安到安康不到200公里，居然走了大半天，直坐到人崩溃。我从17号早上8点，一直坐到19号凌晨4点半，才算到成都。西部的天亮得晚，只好在广场上等肯德基开门，挨到6点半，天终于亮了，搭公交去武侯祠。在梦之旅青年旅馆开好房，一边先洗头洗澡，一边等船过来。她的火车比我晚几个小时。会合以后，逛锦里，睡午觉，去新南门车站买明天去康定的票，继续闲逛。色达。若尔盖花湖。玉树街头的康巴妇女。路过达州，穷极无聊，拍下窗外的山。成都，火车站肯德基。在这么热闹的地段，它居然不是24小时营业的。为了等开门，我蹲在外面的台阶上，等了一个多小时。坐公交到武侯祠的时候，大约是清晨7点半。锦里空无一人，非常清净。20号，成都-康定一早起床，坐公交去车站。还忙里偷闲吃了早饭，买了水果。上车昏睡。说飞仙关那里修路，实行交通管制，但是我们的车居然没停，一直就开过去。司机小气得紧，不舍得开空调，车里一直很闷热。 到二郎山，跳下车，才发现车里车外是两个世界。成都带来的燠热已经烟消云散，取而代之的是无比的凉爽。二郎山是四川盆地和川西高原的分界点，一翻过山，温度就骤然下降好几度，跟成都的湿热比起来，俨然两重天。 越往康定开，太阳越是照得人睁不开眼，我把魔术围巾拉到鼻子上扮蒙面鬼。车停下来加水，我问洗车的妇女，康定还有多远？她愣愣地看着怪异的我，半天才说：前面就是了，还有18公里。去年其实走过一次康定，但没有停留很久，只是匆匆而过。记得它有狭长的街道，奔腾的折多河，和依山而建的民居。刚出车站，就被一群小面包司机包围了，七嘴八舌地问我们，去不去塔公、丹巴、八美……等地方。船同志想去塔公，她不知道从哪听说塔公很美，中了邪一样非要去。于是打听了下，乖乖，两个人包车得450元，拼车也得80一个人。而且路上得花4个多小时，现在已经是下午4点，等到那里，天也快黑了。而且考虑到川北的班车，都是大清早就发车的，即使是明天早上，还是没时间玩。并且塔公只是个小镇，有没有班车往甘孜，还很难说。加上车站的工作人员对说，我们两个女的，没事最好不要坐藏民的车……前前后后一耽误，时间也晚了，于是买了明天直接到甘孜的车票，在车站附近找个小店住下，20/人，公用洗澡间，还凑合。之后的一路，住的大都是这样的旅店。至于玩，康定无非有个跑马山，被圈了地，门票60。附近还有个木格措，门票160……我一听就连忙摇手：不去不去。安顿好住宿，我先洗了一个澡，然后出去逛街找食，顺便把湿的头发晾干。 远处的跑马山。没上去。门票太贵了。折多河。和绝大部分西北的县城一样，康定也坐落在一个河谷中，湍急的折多河把城市一分为二，奔涌而过。街上行人稀少，藏汉相杂。有人沿河摆了小摊，卖各种菌子，大的小的花的，还有松茸。也有水果，桃子一元，苹果两元，比起上海来，便宜得让人觉得惊喜。便拎了一袋在手里。 仔细看折多河，水是浑黄的，可是在靠边的地方，又似乎是绿的，不由得奇怪起来。继续往上走，果然发现那是两条河汇合而成的，其中有一条，是清澈碧绿的水。问了路边溜狗的大爷，说，那条清的河，叫雅拉河。我连忙问：再往上走，是不是有一座雅拉神山？大爷说：对对，河水就是从山里淌下来的。 找了半天，找到一家小馆子，菜居然出乎意料的便宜，回锅肉12元，素菜6元，两人花20元解决了晚饭，拎着明天在路上吃的水果糕点，幸福地摸着肚子往回踱。路边卖菌子的山民。一条河的两种颜色。21号，康定-甘孜一早被闹钟叫醒，船去洗澡。等了半天，她气急败坏地推门进来，告诉我，浴室有扇窗子对着住客的房间，而锁和窗帘，居然是装在房间里面的！她洗着洗着，看到个影子拉开窗帘，站在后面偷看！我顿时昏倒。我昨天洗的时候，压根没发现这一茬，还笃悠悠地又哼又唱，在浴室消磨了不少时光。我只好祈祷老天，我洗澡的时候，那个房间，还没住人。船又说：他不会带着相机吧？我￥%·#……满天金星。这家的老板，真他妈是头猪。 背着东西下楼去车站，狭小的候车室已经人声鼎沸。一看，康定每天有四班车同时发往甘孜，三辆小巴，一辆大巴。我们不幸坐的，正是其中一辆小巴，并且，是在最后一排，并且，行李仓已经占满了，我们的包得放在过道上。并且，从康定到甘孜，我们一坐，就坐了十四个小时。这哪行啊。我抽身就出去了，东转西转半天，想找张报纸什么的垫在包下面，好歹干净些，但是找了半天，这里的人敢情都不看报的，连个纸屑也没见着，只好在站外的杂货店里，花8元钱买了个编织的蛇皮袋，拿到车上一抖开，正好放下两只包。后来我还很佩服自己的先见之明。要是没有这个蛇皮袋，我们那两只背囊，不知道要脏成什么样了，出出进进的别人的脚，不停地蹭在袋子上，还有坐我们前排的一个中年大爷，以每隔三分钟的频率吐一次痰，我怀疑他吐出的口水，都可以装满一痰盂罐了，保不定也粘点在我们袋子上……额，写到这里，有点恶心。可惜后来，这个袋子让船拉在了车上。这个败家娘们啊。 车到新都桥。窗外金绿色的草原。 最后一排共坐四个人。我好不容易挤进去，靠窗坐下来。小巴的最后一排都比前面的椅子要高，而窗的高度却是一样的，这就注定了坐在最后一排的人，视野有限。座位高了，我的脚就够不到地，只能悬在半空里。最后一排有多颠，坐过的人都知道，而且，这条路，是横贯在川西高原上的，除了不超过五十公里的油路外，几乎全是碎石路和土路……出了城就是折多山。去年经过的时候，从新都桥到折多山一段在修路，整个路面就是一个大酱缸，人车经过，无不被染成灰黄色。今年，据说新都桥那一段已经修好了，换成折多山的那段路被扒了，因为康定在造机场，要把路都换成高等级的。于是去年好好的油路不见了，被挖得东一个坑西一个坑，一路颠上山去。好容易到新都桥，路面终于平坦。车子离开318国道，向塔公方向拐过去。两旁是高大苍翠的林荫道，树木闪过车窗的间歇里，能看到远处的河流、青稞田和一幢幢灰白色的藏民居。这里的房子大都是石头建的，颜色和式样都很朴素，只在窗子周围，饰有红白的镶边。正开着，车子停下来，一问，单边放行。正好松泛一下坐木了的腿脚。路边有草地，权当是郊游吧。停车休息。一个晒太阳的小和尚。等上了车再开，路就变了，尤其是从塔公到八美的那一段，一点都不美，灰大得简直铺天盖地，车窗全部关上了，车里还飞舞着密密的细小的灰，无处不在，一会的工夫，深色的包和裤子上，就落下厚厚一层灰土。而外面的太阳正大，车厢里闷热不堪，简直难以忍受。我全副武装，帽子，魔术围巾齐上阵，把自己包得严严实实，只露出两只眼睛。船没带魔术围巾，而我发神经带了三条，于是分给她一条，同样裹严实。但是晚上到了甘孜，拿纸巾一擦鼻孔，还是漆黑一团。其他乘客就惨了，只能拿手捂着，或者拿衣袖挡着，没多久，就头发眉毛胡子全变成灰色的了。下车吃午饭的时候，车里的藏民全被我们的怪样逗笑了。我伸头问一个男孩：我象不象鬼？他摇头，用生硬的普通话回答我：不象，哪有这么美的鬼。哈哈。过了八美，路终于又好了一点，虽然还是颠，但是灰没那么大了，窗子也可以偶尔开一点透透气了。 我们的车。 接近道孚的时候，两边的民居变得异常美丽起来。这里的房子，都用黄和白色做主体，饰以朱红，明黄，橙红，天蓝等颜色，十分的明丽鲜艳。虽然道孚并没有什么出名的景点，但是我记得中国国家地理杂志上好象提过，这里的民居本身，就非常值得一看。后来我们不止一次地后悔，应该在道孚住一个晚上的。康定到道孚大约开八个小时，下午两点多就能到，正好四处逛逛，拍拍建筑，没准还能找个藏胞家访一下。这样的话，能在车上少颠六个多小时，人就不至于过度疲倦，那么第二天，我也许就不会因为高反跌破了下巴。 道孚一带的山比较平缓，山和山之间的平地也多，适合农作物生长，因此这里的经济也相对富裕，所以，房子修得特别讲究漂亮。一栋栋明媚艳丽的房子，夹杂在绿树青山间，显得格外悦目，是安详的高原田园风光。 从道孚到炉霍这一带，景色都很优美，靠近炉霍，民居的颜色又变了，和道孚民居的轻盈明丽不一样，这里的房子以朱红色为主体，饰以红黄绿白等其他颜色，整体看上去，显得华美庄重。 六点多的光线已经开始柔和，投射在路边的林子里，是各种深浅不一的美妙的绿色。我甚至看到一只小猴子轻捷地漫步在草地上，阳光在它身上清晰地折射出毛茸茸的金黄的剪影。 道孚民居……真正的房子，比我拍下的要美上十倍。可惜那段路，我不停地在打瞌睡，眼睛怎么都睁不开，白白错过了很多拍摄的机会~~炉霍汽车站。上下客，休息十分钟。炉霍街头。车上抓拍，歪歪倒倒，请忽视楼猪三脚猫的技术~~炉霍民居的颜色，和道孚又不一样了，以深红色为主，庄重华美。接近甘孜的时候，司机大约也心急了，车子开得飞快，本来路况尚好，但因为速度一快，后排就越发地颠起来，经常能把人从座位上抛起老高，再硬生生地砸下来，颠得屁股、大腿、甚至是浑身的骨头都痛。为了防止这打夯一样的硬砸，我不得不一手抓住前面的椅背，一手抓住座椅面；一只脚插在前面座位和车壁的空隙里，一只脚紧紧抵住前排座位，浑身每一个细胞都提高了警惕，一有被抛起的迹象，立刻放松身体，跟着车子的起伏跳起，再控制着尽量轻一点落到座位上，减少震动。下车后我回想了一下自己当时采取的举动，分明就是武术的基本功，“马步蹲档”嘛。下车后，我的整个背部剧痛，整整痛了两天才好。问一下船，她也同样痛。 翻越罗锅梁子时，山中的卡萨湖。 山脚的小镇。刚到甘孜，老天就给了我们一个下马威。太阳的余光还在山顶上挂着，豆大的雨点就毫不留情地砸下来，生冷的风直往衣领里灌，气温在不到五分钟的时间里，下降了好几度。好在我们决定明天在甘孜休整一天，不用急着赶路，于是就近，在亚青旅馆住下来，三人间，10元/人，不能洗澡，但是胜在便宜，离车站又近，何况斜对面就有澡堂，走过去也不过五分钟而已。简陋的旅馆里居然住满了人，大部分是喇嘛和觉母，也有汉族的和尚尼姑，还有很多的信徒。我们同房间的一个女人，也是从石家庄特地过来朝佛的，据她说，附近的亚青寺和色达，最近几天都有大法会，难怪有这么多的人了。 同屋大姐推荐我们到楼下的小饭店吃饭，说他们那里便宜，味道也不错。于是去了。一看，只有一间屋的门面，摆着三张油腻腻的桌子，电灯的瓦数明显不够，看上去黑咕隆咚的，生意倒不错，坐满了人。 点了两个菜，等了半天。味道差强人意。第二天换了一家店堂看上去干净些的，结果吃下来，比在他家贵起50%。后来就不挑剔了，还是老老实实回到他家吃。一边吃饭，一边不停地有人进来乞讨。手里捏着把一元的零钱。给了一个，跟着又来下一个。打发了几个，我们也学聪明了，照这样给下去，还不破产啊？于是再来讨，一概摇头：没有。他们倒也不强求，你说没有，就走人。 夕阳西下……22号，甘孜早上睡到自然醒，爬起来，但觉得象被人毒打过一顿般，动一动就混身痛。看来昨天那十四个小时的颠簸煎熬，确实伤了老本了。 出去找吃的，然后去澡堂洗澡。5元/人，船嫌太贵，一定要洗够本才行。于是把换下的脏衣服，也就着热水洗干净了。施施然回旅馆，晾衣服，吃午饭，买明天到石渠的车票，睡午觉，直到下午三点，才出门去甘孜寺。 功略上说，甘孜寺是不用门票的，但的士把我们送到大门口以后，却有一个喇嘛背着布包走过来，要我们买票，一看，票价10元，上面也没有核价的章。好在不贵，就掏了。甘孜寺是整个县城的制高点，站在寺门口的平台上，能鸟瞰整个城区。远处层层叠叠的山峦，青翠的青稞田，土黄色的民居，军营，和军营里停放整齐的军车，把长焦拉近，还能看到他们在打球。 甘孜街头。那一天，好象正是日全食，大雨滂沱，街上漆黑一片，路灯都亮了。不过到了中午，就云开日出，阳光灿烂了。吃过午饭，打了一辆的，去甘孜寺。([]
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