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龙淑慧仅以此贴献给这两个月里出现在我生命中的人们，无论帮助过我的还是我帮助过的，无论有名字的还是没名字的。大概人人都有背起行囊，四处流浪的情节，我天天背着情节眼巴巴地想实现周游世界的梦想。终于在2008年去了澳洲，从2008年开始几乎每年去趟非洲，2010年夏天去了迪拜，2010年底实现心中终极梦想－－欧洲。这个计划始于2010年5月份，那时我还在非洲看沙子。有种强烈的愿望要去欧洲，于是做了半年攻略，终于于10月份出发。做攻略的时候，我边看欧洲地图边做。当时意气风发，挥斥方遒，大笔一挥，画出我先中理想路线，殊不知，实施时要费尽心思来连接路线之间的交通工具，要快又要便宜，累死了不少脑细胞。 没想到啊没想到，现在居然开始写回忆录了。一切都像梦一样，快点写快点写，让帖子提醒我我真的做到了。在欧洲旅行期间，我每天都把当天的事情写下来，过一天再写，就会觉着模糊了。所以不管有多晚，我都坚持写旅行日志，记录当天发生的事和遇见的人。我每到一个地方就会给自己邮张明信片，写上当时的心情。当我回到家的时候，邮箱里已经有厚厚的一摞明信片了，这真是旅途中的心情日记哈。我真希望以后如果我有孩子了，她也可以沿着我走过的足迹再走一遍，或者在我死了后，我的爱人为了怀念我，再沿着我的路线走一遍，他们就能真真切切体会我当时的感想感受了。如果真能这样，不枉此生来世上一回。时间：10月14日晚北京出发飞往阿姆斯特丹；12月10日凌晨抵达北京，阿姆斯特丹进、阿姆斯特丹出，共57天。经历国家及城市（按大体时间顺序）：荷兰：阿姆斯特丹、Volendam、Marken、风车村、小孩堤坝、鹿特丹、Roermond（倒数第一站）比利时：布鲁塞尔、根特 卢森堡：卢森堡市、Viaden 德国：科布伦茨、科隆、波恩、法兰克福、海德堡、罗腾堡、慕尼黑、新天鹅堡、国王湖、杜塞尔多夫（倒数第二站） 捷克：布拉格、CK小镇 匈牙利：布达佩斯 奥地利：维也纳 意大利：威尼斯、比萨、佛罗伦萨、罗马、西西里岛 梵蒂冈（国中国）：梵蒂冈 西班牙：巴塞罗那、马德里 葡萄牙：里斯本、辛特拉（Pena Palace）、罗卡角 法国：巴黎 瑞士：苏黎世、卢塞恩、因特拉肯、伯尔尼 列支敦士登（国中国）：瓦杜兹 第一站：荷兰篇 10月14日：阿姆斯特丹 阿姆斯特丹是我抵达欧洲的第一站，北京-迪拜-阿姆斯特丹。14号23：55首都机场出发，在迪拜机场时遇到尼日利亚去塞浦路斯的黑人女孩。她说她坐在这很别扭，因为周围的人全是白人，就她一个黑人。我说我也很别扭，就我一个亚洲人。她定睛看我的眼睛好半天，大概看出我对她没什么异样看法，便对我热情起来。她说她喜欢我的直发，因为她们的头发天生是卷的，很短，要接假发才行，她还给我看她的假发。还遇到从小定居在荷兰的香港女孩，Joe，刚从日本旅行回来，参加日本某乐队的演唱会。她中文讲的不好，我们俩用英语交流。两个中国人用英语交流，很搞笑哈。她弟弟开车来接她，她说可以把我送到我的青年旅馆去，我很感激她。 10月15日： 下午1530抵达Schiphol机场，领了行李，申报时蒙混过关。出了机场没找到香港女孩，进进出出几趟，看着周围成群的欧洲人，心里开始发慌。咨询了工作人员，拖着行李去找197路巴士。等了很久，大约半个小时才来车。外面下着雨，坐在车上，看着雨水划过车窗，心情很复杂。有点小兴奋：不敢相信自己真的到了阿姆斯特丹，真的开始了欧洲之旅；又有点小担心：对未来的两个月很不确定，迷路怎么办，下车后找不到Sylvia怎么办。Sylvia是我在国内通过穷游联系到的一个广州女孩，她是卢比荷12日游，比我早到阿姆斯特丹2、3天，捡到她后，我心里踏实了很多。然后给Sylvia打电话，她不知道197路巴士的终点站在哪。她问我能不能做到Central Station，她可以在那接我。我问司机是否到火车站，他说不到。这时上来一个颤巍巍的老奶奶，我伸手扶了她一下，问她是否need help。那老奶奶叫我baby，反倒问我是否需要帮助，她可以带我去火车站。感动啊，好友好的荷兰人民啊。坐了二十多分钟到Marnixstraat站，下车没见到Sylvia。原来我们俩坐不同的车，虽然站名一样，但公车停靠站是不一样的。阿姆斯特丹的河道太多了，我们俩分别站在两条河边，想以此为依据找到对方，在雨中找对方颇费周折，不过最终还是见到她了，高兴。Sylvia个子很高，有1.7米，长相很像南方人。她送了我一束郁金香，然后帮我一起找我住的旅馆。晚上我们在旅馆餐厅上网做攻略。送走她后，洗澡，收拾东西，睡觉。这是18人间的房间，房间有几堵墙，隔成几个稍私密一点的空间；大家也各忙各的，互不打扰，还算安静。躺在床上胡思乱想，第二天会玩的怎样，这两个月将会怎样，不知不觉睡着了。晚安，麦琪。 10月16日：Volendam & Marken & Zaanse Schans 旅馆提供早餐，今早是pancake加果酱，很难吃。愁眉苦脸吃的时候，碰上在斯德哥尔摩上学的中国男孩Table。他看见了我放在桌子上护照，就问我是不是中国人，于是又捡了一个。 一行三人在中央火车站后面坐巴士110（ 7.5欧天票）去Volendam。一路上经过大片大片的绿野和草地上的羊啊、牛啊，让我和Sylvia兴奋的不得了，玩命地拍照。Volendam是个很小的村子，但是保存了很多具有荷兰特色的老房子。我们停留了大约一小时，就在坐船5欧去Marken了。其实我们可以仍然用那个7.5欧的票坐回阿姆斯特丹，然后再坐另一辆公车到Marken，不需额外花钱。但是这样比较麻烦，我们决定坐船。Marken和Volendam风格很像，都是那种精致的古香古色的小渔村。在Marken海边看到很多收起桅杆的白色的帆船，停泊在码头里，随风和浪一摇一摆。天上的浓云压的很低，厚厚的云层间偶尔透射下来的光线让阴阴的海水突然有点生气。这种景象我从来没有见过，像油画一样。 我们仨坐巴士111回阿姆斯特丹，权衡了几家餐馆的物价，我们决定还是在麦当劳解决午餐。Sylvia下午去羊角村并在那里住宿一晚，我和Table坐火车5.6欧去风车村Zaanse Schans，在Koog-zaandijk站下。风车村集中了荷兰大部分的特色产品，例如风车，木鞋作坊。在村口有条小河，河面铺满绿绿的水藻，有鸭子在里悠闲地游着。河的一边坐落着很多小木屋，几座小木桥搭在河上，树叶间隙透下来的的斑驳阳光落在河上、房上、桥上，小桥流水人家啊。 回到阿姆斯特丹，在火车站附近买了10张明信片，才3.5欧，质量非常好，是我在欧洲买过的最便宜的明信片，就在性博物馆附近。红灯区有很多中餐馆，随便找了一家吃晚饭，味道还好。老板找钱时多找了我10欧，还给了她。在红灯区乱逛，看到很多和性有关的商店，就是没见到橱窗女郎，很郁闷。我让Table扮猥琐嫖客勾引妓女出来，他不肯牺牲色相，还说这的嫖客都是正大光明的，不用偷偷摸摸。坐巴士13路2.6欧回旅店。又续了一天住宿，买了第二天去梵高博物馆的门票14.75欧。在餐厅写日志、记账、倒照片。Table教我如何使用单反相机，他又弹了会吉他，自弹自唱。晚上很惬意，睡个好觉。1 1 1 1 10月17日：阿姆斯特丹 今天的早餐还是很甜的pancake，吃到第二个，有点想吐。回房间拿了4个火腿肠，和Table一人两个吃了。然后一起西教堂和安妮之家，就在旅馆附近。安妮之家早早就有人人排队了，我们到时队伍已经甩过拐角很远了。决定去Dam Square，沿着阿姆斯特丹大街小巷闲逛、拍照。阿姆斯特丹很美，这个精致的水城总是让我想到童话故事里的房子，窄窄的尖顶房子并排挨着沿河而建。整个城市的建筑风格非常统一，看起来似乎是个保留着历史传统文化的城市，但在接受某些观念上又是非常前卫的，包括接纳大麻等药品，允许同性恋婚姻关系，妓女合法化，支持安乐死等。 走到在鲜花市场，买了些纪念品：一副梵高的塑封画，3个冰箱贴，两双小木鞋。然后在一家土耳其小吃店吃东西，喝咖啡。碰巧看到码头，乘坐了Canel cruise，一小时，8.5欧。Table晚上要赶布鲁塞尔的飞机，与他道别后，独自步行去梵高博物馆。一路上看到很多人在长跑，有工作人员在街边递矿泉水，有DJ站在高台上放音乐，两边围观的人给跑不动的人或者落在后面的人鼓掌加油，甚至孩子们也自发鼓掌。那一刻我很感动。 在博物馆里买了一张梵高黄房的子明信片。在博物馆外面，有卖梵高仿油画的，40欧一张，很贵，没买。我发现梵高博物馆外的货摊上卖的纪念品好像是最便宜的，比鲜花市场上的还便宜。 回来的路上碰上一对美国夫妇，丈夫美国人，妻子日本人，看我在看地图，主动问我是否需要帮助，还很热情地和我聊天。丈夫说他们很多年前去过中国，感觉很不好，今年又去了，变化很多，感觉很好；还说亚洲人老得慢，欧美人老得快，所以总有人问他和他妻子是否是couple。很不好意思，这是我刚问过的问，他解释了一下。 道别后，继续赶路回旅馆，路上碰到一个女孩找安妮之家，就送她过去了。她是拉丁美洲一个国家的人，但是我没有听说过那个国家，据说离古巴很近。回到旅店，订了晚餐，Lasana加salad，听说过，没吃过，味道一般，就是把面条铺起来，放炉子里烤。吃饭的时候和旅店里工作的几个年轻人一块吃的，他们一共4个人，两男两女。一个阿姆斯特丹女孩，一个美国女孩，一个德国男孩，一个美国籍韩国人，他们大部分是兼职。另外还有一个罗马尼亚旅行的人。他已经骑自行车旅行了2个月，还要继续旅行10个月。吃完晚餐后，一个人在餐厅里写日志。1 1 1 1 10月18日：鹿特丹 早餐的时候碰上5个中国女孩，2个上海的，3个台湾的，她们在比利时上学，到荷兰旅游。邮了一张明信片：梵高的黄房子。Check out后，坐tram去火车站，花了2.6欧。坐上去鹿特丹的火车，第一次使用pass。路上碰上一个黑人逃票，手法无非是开车进厕所，停车出来透气。还有一群小孩子由老师带着上下火车。坐过了一站，又返了回去。存了行李，在车站外面的tourism information要了一张免费的城市介绍，附地图。暴走了一个小时，发现鹿特丹是在没意思，高楼大厦现代的很。刚好Sylvia发短信说到鹿特丹火车站了，她上午从羊角村去了海牙，我们约好在鹿特丹火车站汇合去小孩堤坝。当我返回鹿特丹火车站时，发现存行李的箱子并没有关，因为操作不正确。找来工作人员，她直说我lucky。和Sylvia坐火车在Rotterdam Lombardijen站下，转90路公交去小孩堤坝，车站碰上两个台湾女孩。在小孩堤坝的风车属于原生态古老的大风车，水渠左手边排列的风车比较多，可以一张照片里照一列风车出来，很有意思。一个帅哥开着农用铲车铲路边的稻草，让我俩流了半天口水。按原路返回到鹿特丹车站，在买票去布鲁塞尔时，被告知比利时罢工，火车不通。天啊，传说中的欧洲罢工咋让我赶上啦？跑去找Eurolines，结果去布鲁塞尔的大巴都满了。打电话给布鲁塞尔的旅店取消今晚的预定，店员说，太晚了，取消不了，今晚的费用照收不误。可恶的比利时罢工，无奈只得在车站附近找旅店。在一家咖啡厅上网，订了一家酒店，结果我俩只记了地址，电话和名字都没有记，一路费尽周折才找到，当时天已经很黑了，街上还站着三三俩俩的黑人，吓得我俩心慌慌的。不过有一件事值得提，就是我俩坐上公交，向售票员说明，我们迷路了，想要去某站。实际上某站离我们上车站只一站地，但票价可是2.6欧哎。那售票员给我们出了票后，让我们不要在机器上打票，这就意味着这张票明天也可以用，我们很感谢他。千辛万苦终于找到酒店，土耳其人开的。Check in后，在厨房煮方便面，然后回房间上网，定卢森堡的酒店。今天和Sylvia一起旅行，很开心，很踏实。1 1 1 第二站：比利时篇 10月19日：布鲁塞尔 早上起床后收拾行李，下楼吃早餐。早餐还不错，这么多天终于吃上了牛奶麦片（类似粥）、面包（面食）、火腿肠（咸菜），这些凑合着有点北方早餐的意思了。拉着行李往火车站走，行李很重，一边走一边想着得扔点东西了。这时Sylvia说，等她回国时，把她的电热水杯和叉子都给我。天啊，又要加重了。 到了火车站，Sylvia买了张单程票，我用通票。一路上都没有人查票，我的通票逃票了，嘿嘿。到布鲁塞尔已经下午1：30了，提着行李拉了一路找到2 Go 4 Quality Hostel青年旅馆。放下行李，我们俩就出去了。布鲁塞尔很美，建筑上的雕塑很多，比阿姆斯特丹的风格要大气。有古老的建筑，也有现代的建筑，很好地结合在一起。 我们照着地图去了Grand Place，从一条细细弯弯的小巷拐进一个豁然开朗的广场，顿时我们俩都惊呆了，太美了。四周古老的建筑都是中世纪的风格，有的还金碧辉煌的，难怪这里被称为欧洲最美的广场。这里的中国团很多，有两个四、五十岁的中年男人从我旁边经过，其中一个说：这就是欧洲最美的广场啊，就这样啊？我很愕然，无语。 然后找路参观撒尿于连，看着一群人往一个方向走，不用说，去看撒尿小孩去。果不其然，前方一群人围着街角照相。撒尿小孩好小啊，还用栏杆围着，周围的游客拼命地拍照。附近有些年轻人在用很专业的器材拍摄，我们猜他们可能是摄影学校的学生。在于连对面的甜饼店买了一个甜饼，1欧，上面可以抹巧克力，就变成了1.75欧了，我们还是买了原味的。但是太甜了，吃到最后都吃不了了，我就给扔了。 然后我们接着前行，来到了Eglise Notre-Dame de la Chapelle教堂，我在里面做了个祷告。教堂旁边有个小广场，一些孩子在那玩滑板，还有些涂鸦在墙上。我们在台阶上休息片刻，继续赶路。在赶往Palace of Justice路上，看到一个很古老的教堂，但地图上并未显示，应该是没什么名气，但很有味道，拍了照继续走。坐免费的观光电梯上去到Palace of Justice大平台。这个建筑把我们吓坏了，因为它太壮观了，太震撼了，太有压迫感了。用Sylvia的话讲就是，怕建筑上的雕塑掉下来砸死人。 接下来去了Eglise Notre-Dame du Sablon教堂，纯白色的，很精致。再往前就是Place Royal广场，中间有个骑马的雕像，是十字军指挥者，周围有些脸谱似的雕像。此时天色渐晚，我们就一边游览，一边往旅馆的方向走。路过家乐福，在里面买了面包，蔬菜，西红柿，鸡蛋，火腿，一共花了3.95欧。回到旅店，厨房和餐厅里有很多年轻人，有的吃完了上网或看电视，有的还在厨房做饭。我和Sylvia做了西红柿鸡蛋汤，蔬菜沙拉，还算丰盛。第一次经历这样的生活，在青年旅馆做饭吃，很有意思。然后我们就在餐厅上网了。今天很愉快。1 1 1· 1 1 1 10月20日：根特 我们住的是4床的mixed 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晚上在酒店内吃晚餐，意大利面，要15欧左右。waiter很nice，也很绅士，在我们的餐桌上点燃了小蜡烛，我这辈子第一次烛光晚餐居然是和Sylvia这个女人吃的。吃完晚餐我跑到外面拍雨中昏黄的路灯和路灯下的街道，很有感觉，我喜欢这个酒店。回到房间，我放水泡澡，这是我在欧洲第一次泡澡，很舒服。有点感冒，用电热水壶烧了点水，冲点感冒冲剂喝下去，然后就半躺在床上记花销和写旅行日志。1 1 1 1 10月21日 早上睡到8：30，和Sylvia吃了顿简单的早餐。Check out 后，把行李寄存在酒店，我们就上山去参观城堡（6欧）。Viaden Casstle座落在乌尔峡谷，山下有乌尔河流过。城堡年头比较长，有800年的历史，最早属于Viaden伯爵家族，但现在已成为博物馆，并且目前看到的部分大都是翻修过的。 按原路返回卢森堡火车站，存行李3欧，为了省0.2欧，硬是把我的大行李挤进了中号行李柜。在火车站查晚上去科布伦茨的时间、陪Sylvia找旅店，然后边走边吃去参观卢森堡了。 卢森堡是欧洲仅存的公国，实行君主立宪制。全国十分之七的面积被森林覆盖，满眼绿色，卢森堡既是国家名也是城市名，卢森堡市最美的风景大概就是城市中心的大峡谷了。大峡谷并不幽深， 10左右。从桥上俯瞰，整个峡谷里溪水、青树、绿草，高低错落错落有致。坐在峡谷边的石椅上小憩，很是惬意。这里古墙深巷僻静，绿树青藤缠绕，鸟语花香、幽静闲雅。 整个卢森堡市很小，暴走两三个小时足够了。Sylvia有卢森堡卡，可以免费参观城堡。然而到城堡时才发现，这并非完整意义上的城堡，都是遗址，所以我决定不进去了。就此和Sylvia道别，她返回荷兰阿姆斯特丹，转机回国；我则去德国科布伦茨，继续我的欧洲之旅。 买明信片费点周折，邮局却很好找，志是P&T，就在火车站附近。邮局门口的牌子上有两种文字，一种居然是汉字，写着“邮政博物馆”，另外一种文字我猜大概是法语。我很好奇地照了相。 回火车站取行李，查发车时间，发现居然没有我在卢森堡国铁网查到的车次。跑到信息台一问才知道，手里拿的时刻表上的发车时间实际上是周六周日才有的车次，从卢森堡去科布伦茨要在trier转车。不管怎样都要转车，就转吧。 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张亭康序4天半，360公里骑行，对于一个未满9岁的孩子来说，绝对是一个很有难度的挑战。出发之前，我很是担心，他能不能骑得下来。我都做好了，能骑多远算多远的准备。他自己在出发前，也曾动摇，害怕自己骑不下来。我小看了他，他也小看了自己。人的潜能是无限的，当他把骑行当做快乐，把每一次休息看做愉悦，一切都变得如此的自然。当我们骑行在广袤的高原上，无边的深蓝的青海湖边，骑行在望不到尽头的公路上，如人在画中游，我们忘却了艰难、困苦，舒服的享受大自然给予我们的恩赐予。在路上，小家伙一直在罗列，这次旅行中，他所经历的许多许多的“人生第一次”。在路上的收获，课堂上是永远学不到的。读万卷书行万里路，都是同等的重要。回来后，胡乱整理下我们出行的点点滴滴，留给小家伙做为未来的回忆。 先介绍一下故事的主人公，左起：楼主本人，老杨（楼主的爱人）、豆豆（故事的主角，楼主的儿子）、自留地、龙行 故事就从西宁开始讲起吧！2013年8月20日星期二晴早晨起来，“自留地”大哥就和我商量，咱们今天可不可以改变一下计划，如果到西海镇时间早，租了车，我们就往前骑一段，不用在西海住了，豆豆年纪小，怕跟不上大人的步伐，能往前赶一段是一段，怎么样？我们的原计划是在西海镇租了车，然后去“两弹纪念馆”和“王洛宾音乐艺术馆”看看。老大哥这样的建议也很不错，如此中肯，还考虑了豆豆。既然这样，抓紧时间出发吧！连早饭都没来得及吃，就直接在宾馆的马路对面，坐3路公交赶往长途汽车站（终点站）。当我们排队买票的时候，不断的有人问我们，去塔尔寺吗？去青海湖吗？到西海没车，路不通了，坐我的长安车吧！看着那一张张朴实的紫色的脸膛，似乎真的想相信他们说的每一句话都是真的。请不要相信他们，去西海的车多多，每20分钟一班。买了票，还有20多分钟出发。吃早餐也来不急了，就在车站外面买了点奶和饼干充饥。刚一上车，司机就问我们，是去环青海湖吗？联系好租车的地方没有？对于这种，我一般的方式就是告诉他，我已经联系好了。确实也是提前联系好了的，出行之前，我喜欢把行程安排好，出发前费点心，路上少操心，减少不必要的麻烦。车出西宁城，最先吸引我们眼球的是多巴清真大寺。虽然对它不是很了解，但它那金灿灿的圆顶，直指苍穹的新月，足以说明它在当地的重要性。多巴还有一个让人钦佩的地方——青海多巴国家级高原体育训练基地。当时只是远远的看到山坡上有些房子，并不能看出它的特别来。后来才知道，我国著名的竞走教练王魁、中长跑教练马俊仁先后带领国家竞走队，国家中长跑队来此训练，并从这里把许多人送上了世界冠军的领奖台。不知什么时候，豆豆已经靠在他老妈的怀里睡着了。我也闲上眼睛，随着车儿的节奏慢慢睡着了。“到了，没有租车的，可以在这里下车，可以租自行车。”！司机的喊声，把我从梦中拉了回来。“到了吗？”我问。旁边有人告诉我：“到西海镇了，这是个租车点，还没到车站呢？”“哦”西海镇——青海省海北藏族自治州州府新址，位于湟水源头、海晏盆地的金银滩草原，原系我国第一个核武器研制基地，这块鲜为人知的神秘禁区，孕育了新中国第一颗原子弹、氢弹。1995年，这个核武器研制基地全面退役，移交当地政府安排利用。下车了，马上给自行车骑兵营打电话，早已在网上听各位骑友表扬他们很多次了。（联系人：余西海联系电话：13897109209QQ1435973641）尽管西海镇上还有许多租车的地方，既然大家都选择他们，一定有他的长处。所以我们也顺应潮流，义无反顾的选择了骑兵营。他们接到电话后，让我们在原地等一会儿，他们马上来车接我们。十分钟不到，一辆贴有骑兵营的旅行车停在我们面前。上车，车在“中国原子城”里转了起来。街道干净，布局规整，一点也不像城市，更像解放军的部队大院，这是它留给我的第一影响。这里还保留了一尊毛主席挥手的汉白玉石雕，与成都天府广场的一模一样。这在全国已经不多见了。走进骑兵营的大门，就像是进入了一个自行车的世界，各种各样的自行车有几百辆吧，价格从50－90元/天不等，选择的余地很大。选车的、还车的真不少。店子里的几个年轻小伙子忙得不亦乐乎。老板也不说多雇几个人，呵呵。。。。。。经过小伙子一番介绍，我们决定选择70元/天的车。“龙行”大哥建议，我们统一选择红色的车车，这样，在路上，一眼就能看出我们是一个火红的团队。已经12点过了，抓紧时间吧。看中一辆，把它从车群中提出来，推到院子里，骑上一圈。不行，换一辆再试。选车、选头盔、装驮包、办手续。。。。。。有点手忙脚乱的味道了。豆豆呢，看见大人们在选车，也着急起来。嚷嚷着：“我的车呢？我骑那一辆呢？”来之前，怕骑兵营没有儿童车，还专门问过他们。想着要是没有，还得把小家伙的儿童车抬到西海来呢。结果人家这里什么都有。豆豆一眼就相中了那辆和他自己坐骑一模一样的吉安特，急着让我帮他提出来，推到院子里撒欢去了。他老妈和我觉得，这车对他来讲，有点小了。跟他商量，换一辆大一点的车。小家伙可不高兴了，撅着小嘴，推着他的爱车往里走。当他把那辆大一点的车，推到院子里来，骑上去，在院子里转了两圈后，那可爱的笑容又回到那稚爱的脸上。一下子冲到我们面前，停下来：“就这辆了，比开始那辆骑着舒服！”啰啰嗦嗦的，直到下午2点，一切收拾妥当，问清线路，离开骑兵营。出发！我们的环青海湖就开始了？是不是有点突然或是还有点什么事呢？“咕，咕，咕。。。。。。”肚子提意见了。从早晨到这会儿，就只垫了个底，还没正式吃饭呢。“找地方吃饭，找地方吃饭！”在街上胡乱找个馆子，填饱了肚子。每人买了两瓶水，再买了点水果。15点，这回真的出发了。沿着大道开始了略显仓促的环青海湖骑行。我们已经在路上了。。。。。。环湖东路，今天的目是湖东种羊场，全程43公里。刚一踏上环湖东路，两旁矗立的路灯上的骑行志，就告诉我们初创于2002年7月的环青海湖国际公路自行车赛对此处的影响很大，此处也成为所有户外爱好者骑行的圣地。在环青海湖自行车旅游起点的志前，大伙兴奋得不行，停下来不停的拍照。对骑车经过身边的骑友树起大姆指，大声音的为他们加油。走吧！就着蓝天白云，我们也出发。虽然路面起伏，有些坡度，但这并不是问，刚刚起步，体力好着呢。豆豆穿着他蓝色的冷锋衣，没有扣拉丝，那蓝色的战袍在风中飘逸，追风少年来了，没有一点赶路的疲惫，在他脸上只能读出兴奋与激动。一直骑在他的左侧，对小家伙形成一个保护！上坡的时候，不时的为他加油。其实坡不是很陡，缓坡。但在海拔3000多的地方，对于第一次上高原的豆豆来讲，也算是个小小的挑战吧！“加油，不累吧！”虽然大口大口的喘着气，小家伙仍然不服输：“没事，我能行，上了坡就休息！”也谈不上什么节奏，上坡完了休息，等“自留地”和“龙行”两位大哥慢慢的爬上来。见到风景好的地方，就停下来撒欢，玩够了，又跨上“战马”飞驰。1个多小时过后，我们已经战胜了两个垭口，小家伙上第二个垭口的时候，有些畏难情绪，刚到一半就要求休息。一停下来休息，小家伙就不停的要给我们拍照，也摆出各种POS让我们给他拍照。起风了，虽然是平路和下坡居多，但是顶风骑行，真是增加了不少的难度。路上过往的车辆多了起来，而且车速很快。迎面而来的大货，在身旁呼啸而过，一股强大的气流扑来，人和车都要晃几晃。害怕豆豆顶不这样强大的气流：“豆豆，控制好自己的车，靠边点骑！”一边在他的左侧保护，一边大声的告诉他。远远的，看到公路左侧的远处，有几座连绵起伏的沙丘。“豆豆，快看，沙漠，你看，我们面前的草场，如果不加以保护，也会变成沙漠的！”呵呵。。。。。。给小家伙上一点点环保课。“嗯嗯，我看到了！我第一次看到沙漠呢！”小家伙似漠不关心般的回应着我。18点，当我们到达金沙弯景区的时候，他发现，路边的草场都不见了，无数的沙丘就在公路两边。小家伙主动要求停下车来，走进沙丘，捧起一把沙子，让它多自己的指间滑落。在夕阳，一个蓝衣少年，站在沙漠的边缘，一双小手空隙中的沙子，随风飘落。很有些意境。时光就如同他手中的细沙，悄悄的从我们的手间、指间、身边。。。。。。溜走了。或许等他能再次触摸这黄沙的时候，已是年轻的小伙，或是已过中年。也会如我这般，陪着自己的孩子，看他手中的流沙。我们打听了一下，到湖东种羊场还有多久？路人告诉我们，很快了。小家伙有些累了，一听快到了，立马催我们抓紧时间赶路。又往前赶了一段，小家伙可能是真的很累了，不断的问我们，要到了没有。于是，我们只好停下来，在路边休息。夕阳已经下到山那边去了，天空依然还是那样的湛蓝，如纱般的白云在大幕中尽情的表演。天空下，几个骑不动了少年，推着自行车，排成一排，向天际走去。已经到了19点了，怎么还没到呢？大伙心里都没底。这时，对面过来一辆摩托车，“你好，到湖东种羊场还有多远？”“不远了，5公里就到了！你们要住宿不，就住我们家吧！”原来是拉客的，“我们到了再看吧！”“好！”那人塞给我们一张简易的名片，印着他的电话，“要住宿就打我电话！”然后，骑着车去我们后面拉客了，没多大一会儿，就看他们上来了，后面还拖着一辆拖车，当然是骑不动了的家伙被他们捡了回来。“豆豆，还能坚持不？只有5公里就到了呢！”小家伙很坚决的回答：“我能行！”加油，快到了。才骑上车没走多远，又来了两拔拉客的，一个骑着自行车，陪着我们骑，与我们套近乎。另一个则骑着摩托车，跟着我们。对于他提出的问，我们的答复都是一样，到了，看看再决定住在谁家。20点，刚进入那湖东种羊场的小镇，小家伙就着急的让我去看住宿了，他真的累了。这里的住宿条件真的不是很好，看了几家，终于找了一间有5个铺位的房间安顿下来。那屋里有一股很大的味道，让人不是很舒服。没有洗漱的地方，更上人难过的是，上厕所也非常不方便。来之则安之，将就一夜。累了一天，小家伙对吃晚饭，没有在家那般的挑剔。真的是没饿得好，我看啊，饿了，什么都能吃得下去。一直到深夜22点，大家才拖着一天的疲惫躺下。([]
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刘湘火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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