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张伶月以后再也不虐了！ 2010年国庆节期间，在泸沽湖稻城亚丁徒步的路上，当我一次次离开队伍溜进路边的小树林痛苦地拉肚子的时候，当我一次次地抚摸我那疼痛的左腿膝盖的时候，当我浑身酸软无力迈着沉重的双腿疲惫地一步步地向前蹭的时候，我恨恨地一遍遍地对自己说：以后再也不虐了！是的，以后再也不虐了！ 我要好好地爱护好我的膝盖，以使自己还能多玩几年户外。我要好好地爱护我的身体，以使自己能尽情地享受这日益美好的物质文化生活。我要多走些休闲性的线路甚至是些旅游景点，多一些闲适，少一些风吹日晒…… 可是，当我翻过邛引村后的垭口突然发现那将山坡染得彤红一片的楸树的时候，当我到达当天的营地晒着太阳喝着咖啡看漫天云卷云舒的时候，当我在亚丁的草海留连忘返找个安静的小山坡眯上眼睛打盹的时候，当我在稻城前往香格里拉的路上眼前突然出现那红得像簇簇火焰的狼毒花的时候，当我在电脑前一遍遍翻看此行拍的所有照片的时候，我禁不住又怯怯地想： 以后…以后…再也不虐了？ 第一章双流机场：有缘的人会再相见 “老史！” 9月21日晚，成都双流机场人来人往。我身后背个大包，胸前背个小包，再挂个单反，全副武装地走向机场出站口。出站通道很像是一个T型台，三面挤满了来接站的人。场面那是相当滴隆重和火爆。当然，他们不是来接我的…… 就在我昂首挺胸地向前进时，那个细细的很清脆的女声突然在我耳畔响起。扭头一看，有点不敢相信，指点着她的鼻子说：“怎么是你啊？！” 这个女子是土豆。今年端午节，我们刚刚一起走了莲花湖-伍须海的徒步穿越。 和土豆的相识很有戏剧性。 那一天，我像个巡海的夜叉一般在论坛闲逛的时候，土豆加了我的QQ，问我她明明发了一个AA约伴的帖子，怎么居然给她转到商业版块了。 我连忙申明这事不是我干的（坏事一般都不是我干的），因为我只有转出帖子的权限，但没有转进帖子的权限。 后来经过了解，我也专门进了她的QQ群了解情况，她确实发的是AA制活动。于是，就向AA版块的版主说明了一下，将帖子重新给她转到了AA版。 只是我这一加进她的群，就上了贼船。 土豆的征伴帖，目的地是莲花湖-伍须海徒步。他们在群里聊线路，聊攻略，我看着看着，就上钩了，决定报名。但结果，土豆和我，一个领队，一个副领队，皆因为某些原因没有成行。 冬去春来。某一日我偶然打开了早就屏蔽的那个群时，发现他们又在讨论那条线路。原来土豆和一帮朋友又决定今年端午节再相约走这条线路。土豆说，老史，你也一块吧，正好五缺一呢。我说好！ 2010年的端午节，我们驴友6人，在莲花湖-伍须海徒步穿越中，走过了一条难忘的线路，度过了难忘的几天。特别是在黑漆漆的塔公草原上，在风中雨中，在泥泞中，我们并肩战斗，一路连推带拉带拽，终于和那辆苦命的面包车一起在凌晨时分顺利回到了康定县城。 “你怎么在这里啊？”我对突然出现在双流机场欢迎人群中的土豆感到非常惊讶。我知道她肯定不是因为欢迎我才出现在这里。 在此之前的MSN上交流中，土豆说要去尼泊尔。而她的男友ROFFEE，我们莲花湖-伍须海穿越的队友，则要独自骑行川藏线。而就在我这次出行前，土豆听说我要去徒步泸沽湖稻城亚丁，还专门把在亚丁一重要岗位工作的朋友的电话告诉了我，告诉我如果在亚丁有什么事情处理，她朋友肯定会帮忙摆平。 土豆刚从上海飞到成都，在双流机场都没来得及出机场大厅。她提前赶到，然后在此接ROFFEE。遗憾的是，ROFFEE明明从2号通道出来，她却误跑到了1号通道。于是，该接的人没接到，不该接的人却接上了…… 于是一起等ROFFEE。 在此期间，经数次通话，终于和前来接我的本次泸沽湖稻城亚丁徒步队友老铁棍接上了头——他跑到2号通道去了。 几个月没见，和土豆、ROFFEE在双流机场的不期而遇，让我们都又惊又喜。要知道，我们三人初次见面，就是在双流机场。 因为老铁棍开车来机场接我，要直接拉我去郫县，而ROFFEE的自行车不方便携带，我们只好遗憾话别。 在去郫县的路上，我给同走莲花湖-伍须海的老相发了条手机短信，说我在双流机场居然遇到土豆和ROFFEE了。老相回复道：缘份呐 第二章 关于老铁棍这个人 老铁棍，土生土长的四川人。包工头。 此次泸沽湖稻城亚丁徒步，我们给老铁棍起了个绰号：万人迷。 另外，徒步过程中我们给老铁棍一个集体的评价：包工头不可怕，就怕包工头有文化。 老铁棍“万人迷”的绰号是我们到达亚丁景区后封给他的。 经过8天的风吹日晒，我们个个灰头土脸，脸色黝黑。老铁棍更是8天没洗过脸，满脸的晒伤。但他喜欢笑，一笑就露出两个小酒窝和一嘴大牙。河北的猫就说：老铁棍，我现在发现你的牙真白啊！ 饶是如此，当我们背着大包穿行在亚丁景区的人流中时，老铁棍还是被一个美女给拦了下来。“帅哥，你背的包好大哦，我好佩服你哦。明天能带偶去卡斯地狱谷不？” 老铁棍连忙把墨镜一推推到了额头上，两眼放光、满脸堆笑地说：“好哦好哦，我们明天就去哦！”我敢打赌，当时他连卡斯地狱谷在哪都不知道！ 在荒草野岭里走了8天，那形象说实话不太上镜。但在这样的情况下还能被美女给盯上，我等一干人等既忌妒又羡慕。老铁棍很牛逼地低头微微一笑对我们说：“哥这叫沧桑，知道不？” 于是，大家集体授予老铁棍一个绰号：万人迷。 不仅美女喜欢万人迷，男人也喜欢他，当然也喜欢他的一手好厨艺。如果我们这次要评选什么什么最佳人气奖的话，那最佳得主肯定非老铁棍莫属。 和社会上传说的包工头不一样，老铁棍是个很豪爽仗义的人。 本来老铁棍决定在家过完中秋节再出发和大家集合，因为我们原计划订的是26号从泸沽湖出发。但我想在泸沽湖环湖徒步，决定提前到达泸沽湖等待大部队，而不是和别的队友一样全部在丽江集合。老铁棍是成都人，有他同行我肯定会方便很多。所以我忽悠老铁棍22号晚上和我一起从成都火车出发去西昌，然后再转汽车去泸沽湖。老铁棍立马答应了。后来我才意识到22号是中秋节感觉不好意思。 我俩确定好行程后，老铁棍提前买下了从成都出发去西昌的卧铺车票。但很惭愧地向我道歉，说没买到软卧，只有硬卧车票了。我差点被雷翻。问：你是新驴吧？老铁棍鄂然说：你怎么知道？我说你居然还要坐软卧！ 老铁棍确实是个不折不扣的新驴，泸沽湖稻城亚丁，这条我梦寐多年的徒步线路，居然是他的入门线路。唉，这世道，变化太快了…… 我曾经问老铁棍为什么会对户外感兴趣。老铁棍说经过多年的打拼，他忽然失去了对生活应有的热情。“我和一个朋友在茶馆聊天聊了整整一个上午，聊理想，聊人生，越聊越感觉生活没什么意思，感觉对生活没啥激情了。一次上天涯，偶然发现了这个出行约伴的帖子，感觉这样的活动不错，就报名了。”老铁棍告诉我。 虽然老铁棍对户外的事情不太懂，但丝毫没影响他对团队的热情。他专门买了两本类似《户外圣经》一类的书装在了背包里，打包时就拿出书来比对着看，一边看一边问我对不对。他不仅把我在成都的行程包括吃住玩安排得滴水不漏，而且以自己的热情、体力还有风趣幽默，得到了大家的普遍赞同。以致于团队按原计划在稻城解散后，大部分队友都跟他一起包车回成都了。 所以大家在路上感慨地说：包工头不可怕，就怕包工头有文化！ 这个包工头虽然有文化，但他的四川话讲得和唱歌一样好听，普通话可就不敢恭维了。我俩在泸沽湖一块呆了三天，他担心我听不懂四川话，就努力讲普通话。记得一次租自行车时，他一遍遍地对我说：“走，先去办手术（续），办手术（续）。”我没听明白，旁边一个美女笑喷了：“帅哥，求您了，您还是讲四川话吧！” 泸沽湖稻城亚丁徒步结束后，老铁棍的感受是：无论天堂地狱，如果只是吃饱睡好到达终点，目少了，人生就会很简单。 第三章格桑花：怜取眼前人 一向年光有限身， 等闲离别易销魂。 酒筵歌席莫辞频。 满目山河空念远， 落花风雨更伤春。 不如怜取眼前人。 千年之前，北宋太平宰相晏殊端着酒杯，赏着歌舞，摇头晃脑地赋下这首词的时候，这位著名的神童不知可曾想到，他的这首词除了被世人传诵之外，精华部分还和一种美丽的花联系了起来。 这个花，便是西部高原美丽神奇的花—格桑花。“怜取眼前人”，成为格桑花的花语。 从西昌到泸沽湖，山路崎岖难行。人在车中，被颠来颠去，宛如坐轿一般。头昏脑胀之际，不经意间，路边一丛丛连片的白的、粉的、红的花跃入眼帘，自然排列组合的颜色五彩缤纷，分外绚丽。心情顿时兴奋起来。一片片的花儿沿着公路铺陈排比，让人感叹。 格桑花，美丽而不娇艳，纤细而不柔弱。当时让我又想起了小五台上的金莲花。西昌到泸沽湖路上的格桑花泸沽湖畔的格桑花格桑花，将泸沽湖畔的公路装饰成了一条彩带格桑花，将泸沽湖畔的公路装饰成了一条彩带 第四章格桑花一般美丽的女子 格桑花，在藏语中是“幸福”的意思，现在常被喻为女子。 话说9月22日晚10点，我和老铁棍一起乘火车奔西昌，早晨6点到西昌。从西昌火车站去长途汽车站，打出租要价15-20元不等。火车站广场上就是个公交车站，乘12路，一元钱，约10来分钟就到了汽车站。老铁棍先去买上了去泸沽湖的汽车票。好玄，只有不多的几张票了。西昌到泸沽湖每天只有一班汽车，上午8：40发车，8点就可以进站上车了，这样能提前放上大包。西昌火车站广场上公交的时候有扒手，需要注意。 买上车票，就去对车站对面吃早饭。在这里，居然遇到了另一支从木里穿越去亚丁的驴友。巧合的是，原来我计划跟他们的队伍，但后来因为时间不合适，退出了。居然在这巧遇。 在西昌汽车站吃早餐时，遇到了去泸沽湖旅游渡假的小周，顺手捡了，虽然是个男的。 上了汽车，老铁棍拿出地图和一本攻略之类的书，我们一起研究在泸沽湖期间的安排。确定大致行程正准备将地图收起来时，一个很动听的女声从后排传来：“帅哥，能借地图一观否？” 老铁棍回头一看，口水立马哗啦啦流了一地……美不美？美不美？这次出行，为防止晒伤，我专门带了副墨镜。没想到，墨镜还有另一个功能，不仅能防止晒伤，还能让人脸皮变厚。 戴上墨镜，再戴上有檐帽，一张脸，基本上就遮住一大半了。反正别人看不清我是谁，所以这次出行，我是逢美女便拍！ 到点了，哈酒去了。想看美女的，请帮俺顶到10页以后。。。。。。谢谢昂~~~ 友情提示：我已和上面的“红妹妹”约，正式成为其经纪人。如有户外品牌商请“红妹妹”做代言人，请和我联系。 联系QQ：77586668 联系电话：~~~~~~感谢想看美女的兄弟们顶帖，美女的照片也发了。 现在，感谢想看帅哥的姐妹们顶帖。开始发衰哥的照片~~~ 传说中的老铁棍~~~ 保镖兼收队老马，我的好兄弟，下次再一块走个线路，我陪你！傻欧，我们都叫他傻鹅~~~活动召集人：绝地反击，NND，怎么追都追不上！沉稳内敛的阿甘。希望有机会真能同行西沙~~~来自内蒙古的骑士 很佩服清泉的耐力和坚韧 这些年，走过一些线路，也结识过一些驴友。无论是哪条线路，总有一些风景值得我们驻足，总有一些朋友值得我们感动。在这次泸沽湖稻城亚丁徒步的线路上，子默穿着单薄的冲锋衣怀揣着一包达利圆蛋黄派在风雨中走出营地那么远迎接我们的镜头，总是定格在我的脑海中。 子默，如果有下次，如果下次再同行，我一定再给你带烧饼！佳佳猫，在邛引村的垭口，你担心队友在垭口冻感冒，抱着一大抱冲锋衣在风中等了20分钟。虽然你抱的冲锋衣中没有我的那件，但当时还是特别感动。傻丫头啊，你担心别人经过垭口时感冒，怎么你在垭口等了20分钟就不担心你自己呢？ 第五章 泸沽湖：难忘那一夜的《爱情》 到达泸沽湖镇以后，我们包车到了大嘴村的一家客栈。 安排好住宿，我们在周边走了走。客栈的饭菜比较简单，本来想吃条泸沽湖打的鲜鱼，可店老板趴在地上，撅着腚用个网兜在一个小得不能再小的水坑里捞了半天后，摇了摇头：“那条鱼哪去了呢？”晕。。。。。于是我们包车赶到相对比较繁华的洛洼村去吃晚饭。 洛洼村商业气息比较浓，恍若闹市。 饭后，租了辆自行车去看演出，但到达时已近尾声。 随后，我们决定骑自行车回大嘴村。 9月23日，农历八月十六。一轮圆月挂在天际，月光如洗。路边的草海一片朦胧，一条条猪槽船泊在岩边，仿佛置身幻境。 从洛洼到泸沽湖镇，柏油路宽阔平坦，没有陡坡，即使有坡，也是缓慢地上升和下降，非常适合骑行。 泸沽湖的夜晚非常宁静，行人也不多见。特别是下坡的时候，就那么毫无顾忌地直冲而下，很爽。 我们住宿的客栈依水而建，院子里一个茶亭，一个酒水吧，均依水而筑，平静辽阔的水面尽收眼底。 客栈的房间内是没有热水的。坐了一天的车，又骑了那么远的自行车，我便拿上水杯去酒水吧冲咖啡。 刚下楼，就听到酒水吧里传来叮叮咚咚的吉他声。循声望去，客栈的二老板，正对着电脑用心地弹吉他。 他弹的曲子我不熟悉，但回头看了看他眼前电脑屏幕上的曲目，赫然发现两个字：《爱情》。 二老板个头不高，梳着分头，戴着副黑框眼镜，留着胡须，显得又黑又瘦，脚上则拖着双拖鞋。 我说明来意，二老板放下吉他，摁下电热壶的开头后，继续面无表情地回去弹奏他的《爱情》。 我不知道二老板的经历，也不知道他为什么来这个泸沽湖畔小小的一家客栈来做所谓的“二老板”。但很显然，此刻的他正陶醉在自己的精神世界里，不以物喜，不以己悲。甚至连我伸出的大拇指，都没有个礼节性的反应。 这个酒水吧就建在泸沽湖的边上，高出水面约有半米，吧内并排放着几张因破烂而似乎很沧桑的桌子和长条椅，墙壁上则贴着一些驴友或者游客的照片。 窗外，明亮而柔和的月光下，微风轻拂，泸沽湖水面荡着层层涟渏。 一切都那么宁静，除了这低沉的吉他声，和二老板自顾自低声吟唱的《爱情》。 因时间已晚，没有客人，酒水吧内光线昏暗。我冲好咖啡，选了个离二老板有一定距离且光线更加昏暗的桌子坐了下来，临窗伏桌而坐，看着远处若隐若现的水面，发呆。 轻轻的风从一扇扇开着的窗户吹进来，细微的波声清脆而缈小。和着二老板弹奏的吉他声和低沉的歌声，突然感觉走进了一个隐居的世界。 眯上眼睛，身心感觉那么地放松。 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叶志鸿发帖子前，我犹豫了很久到底要不要发这个帖，在夏特路上，老孤说过，“能花力气写帖子的人，肯定没力气走路”。虽然我对他这种言论嗤之以鼻，但迫于他的淫威，我一路忍着。老孤问我：夏特好玩不？我说不好玩，他说有机会带我玩好玩的，能让我骂爹的。我知道他说的是狼塔C，所以在走狼C之前，我都得顺着他。关于夏特穿越，有爱美丽的大帖在，咱的帖子就凑合着看看，其实，我是冲着奖品中那个野餐篮来的。当然，这一路的点滴，也应该记录下来。近五天的穿越，让一群来自五湖四海的陌生人，成为了好兄弟，好姐妹，还有什么比这个更重要呢。先放几张图片，作为漫步夏特记的引子。写帖其实是一个回忆和看片的过程，而回忆和看片往往容易让自己“热泪盈眶”。谢谢一起陪伴走过的那些兄弟姐妹，老孤、五道黑、农夫、菲儿姐、蓝色、KK、花花、半仙，谢谢静尘姐姐……很多很多，谢谢天公作美，五天的万里无云天气，赐给我一个白白的眼镜框……一起翻过达坂一起走过冰川一起趟过冰河其实我很鄙视自己的优柔寡断，在狼C与夏特之间，居然纠结了好长时间。在临近出发不得不做出选择时，居然用了抛硬币的办法，正面是狼C，反面是夏特，结果连抛三次，都是反面。既然与夏特有缘，就走夏特吧！30日下午，迫不及待屁颠屁颠赶往机场，晚点半小时。队伍在乌鲁木齐最晚等我到20点，若赶不上，就走狼C了，实在不行，还可以去喀纳斯腐败一圈。这里要谢谢砾石周到的安排，接机后在半路截住了队伍的大巴，才得以顺利坐上前往昭苏的大巴。瘸子、登陆、花花、木头、半仙……我们这些人在群里早已聊得火热，俨然一个亲友团。走夏特之前，因为肠炎，我已经一周没有吃米饭，都是喝一些流质的食物，也没有碰肉，还吃了一堆抗生素，整个身子软绵绵的，浑身没劲。包里还带着一周的药量。上车后，菲尔姐递给我一个鸡腿，我饿的实在慌，也管不了那么多了，几口就吞了下去，并祈祷着肚子别翻江倒海。一夜好眠。在昭苏县城吃完早餐后，我们赶往夏特乡。听说，还有一个捐助仪式。在夏特边防派出所老孤是个大好人，说白了是dao嘴豆腐心。似乎那些贫困山区的父老乡亲们都认识他，想必是经常搞公益活动。这次走夏特，老孤带队，是缘于江枫。江枫要去祭拜他的好友青城，因为这份情谊，所以本打算不再走夏特的老孤，再走最后一次夏特。老孤说，他已经走了12次夏特，8次狼C，已经走得快吐了，再走两次狼C，他就不再带队走这两条线，而要走新线路了。你看他的脑门，都走秃了，照相时只要对着他的脑门就曝光过度。队伍在夏特乡边防派出所和小朋友们合影！捐赠结束后，我们赶往夏特古道公园入口。在这里，要与管理部门交涉，才能进入。这位美女叫蓉蓉，五道黑全程保护的对象，关系可想而知。关于五道黑，有好多传说，总之，是个人物！木头也忍不住摆骚，这家伙体力很好，全程见不到他屁股。夏特古道穿越许可证靠着车窗，大伙轮流订“生死状”，大约是出了事情，景区等部门没有责任之类。当时心里还挺有点挺小感慨的，这场面，有那么一点悲壮吧。办完手续后，进入景区，中巴车载着我们一路颠簸地驶往徒步起点。路过山神处，下车拜过，保佑我们一行安全穿越。中巴车将我们送至徒步起点，在这里，看到了几家牧民。正收拾背包准备往肩上扛的时候，老孤说有人愿意再往里送我们一程，费用也不贵，于是，刚把包从中巴车上拿下来，又往卡车上搬。二十多个人，站在一辆拉马的卡车上，颠簸着浩浩荡荡驶向小木屋。一路，要不停地躲闪来自小道两边树枝的侵袭。天空很蓝，在车子停下寻路的间隙，也不忘照上两张。第一次到新疆，这里的景色，对我来说，充满新鲜感。到了小木屋后，夏特徒步算式真正开始。第一天的路很轻松，走过夏特牧场，到河边，就到了我们的营地。路也好走，有清晰的马道，应该是为明天的达坂翻越热身。出发之前，大伙合影。我、KK和半仙已经迫不及待地背上了背包。一行中，大雨、彼得、花花、龙四都是走过狼C的，大雨还登顶过慕士塔格峰，这次是第二次走夏特，花花和龙四是刚从狼C回来，又赶上了夏特的队伍。我们膜拜花花，认为她是狼C和夏特连走的第一个美女。龙四已经在新疆泡了好几个月，走完夏特，又要赶往昆仑山拣玉石。半仙登过哈巴和玉珠，走起路来不带停的。我不知道老孤的包有多重，只知道包里装了一大袋子大米，好几个锅。休息的时候，他掂量了一下靠在他包上的背包，问谁的，我说我的，他狠狠踹了包一脚，骂好轻……我的包20公斤，确实有点轻。 当然，我也不会忘记组织。我了表示我对组织的忠诚，我一开始就套上了组织的背包罩，只是觉得这个背包罩太软了，不够硬朗。我还带了组织的旗帜，但可悲的是这一路居然忘了拿出来晒晒。在一处平地休息，等待后面的队员。天空似乎飘起了黑云，要下雨的样子，风也大了起来，只好放下包，穿上冲锋衣。这个时候，已经是下午4点多，离我们的营地，大概还有1个小时的路程。夏特穿越，居然已经在不知不觉中开始了。五道黑深邃的目光五道黑，是一种鱼的名字，分布于位于新疆的额尔齐斯河与乌伦古河流域，相必是中肉质鲜美的鱼。我们亲切的称他为道黑，因为不顺口，也有人称他为黑道。于是，一个温文尔雅的名字，就开始带点暴力色彩了。道黑这一路，是鞍前马后，用实际行动阐释着什么叫做一个合格的护花使者。让他领路，太不现实，让他收队，更是不成气候，他就围着他的蓉蓉转。我想，道黑的女朋友应该是很幸福的，你瞧蓉蓉脸上的笑容就知道了。江枫，黝黑的脸，可以看出也是一个老江湖了。这一路，江枫基本上都和赵赵美女走在一块，他两其实算得上真正的收队，属于那种走起路来不慌不忙，处处留影的人。某晚，隔着帐篷，这两人还在交流一路上的照片。只听见江枫在抱怨：“赵赵，你拍的咋都是斜的？”赵赵答曰这其实是一种拍摄手法。花花，原名青瓷花，四川美女，长得很妖精。和花花的初次交流是在夏特乡派出所外边。那会才知道她走遍了川西的所有线路，刚从狼C回来那会，全身都浮肿，刚消肿就来了夏特。我心想这女子咋这么厉害，看样子不像啊。不知道听谁说花花的女儿1岁，以至于我一直以为她是一个1岁孩子的母亲，各回各家后交流才知道事情真相。菲尔姐，刚上车那会便塞给我一个鸡腿和两包静尘姐带给我的干果和牛肉干，一路上，对我们照顾的无微不至，每天晚上都吃到了可口的饭菜，手艺绝对超过五星级酒店的大厨。菲儿姐这一路走的很辛苦，背着一个岩石搬坚硬的背包，到了营地还要生活做饭，甚至回到乌鲁木齐，还给我们包了很多盘酱牛肉包子……菲儿姐，辛苦了！花花和菲儿姐的合影！KK,在哈密的云南人，不明白“KK”是何含义。调侃高手，一路上，大部分人都被他调侃过，部分人还被她调戏过，连老孤、农夫也不例外，尤其是花花，从乌鲁木齐开始被调侃，一直到了昭苏，过了夏特，到了阿克苏，回到乌鲁木齐，仍然是KK的重点调侃对象，可谓至交。追究KK调侃功夫为何这么高深，他自曝大学时曾被辅导员调侃过，青出于蓝而胜于蓝，于是就有了现在的KK。听说KK走乌孙古道过冰河时掉了进去，心灵受到了严重的创伤，所谓“一朝被蛇咬，十年怕井绳”，在夏特过冰河时，看他一手抓着绳子，一手挽着花花的样子，还有那惊恐的眼神，就知道伤得不轻。嘿嘿，名字很怪，我第一时间就想到了嘿咻！也是行走在第一梯队的强人。喜欢脱个精光拍裸照。我观察了，肚子上其实肥肉不少，但总体讲，肌肉厚度还是盖过了肥肉厚度。酒量一流，和老孤、KK等有的一拼，不像我，三杯下肚就找不着北了。路很好走，大伙走得甚至都有点散漫。其实我们是一支严格听从领队指挥的队伍，这在过冰河那天得到了充分的体现。老孤自己也对我们的纪律性大肆称赞。全程下来，我没见他用杖尖戳过人，可见我们有多听话。也没办法，夏特这样的路，不乖不行。我是看出来了，我的这些队友都是走路的料，吭哧吭哧走路都不怎么爱拍照。远处的雪山，近处的牧场，行走的队友，很和谐啊！和龙四交流了一下，小家伙来自广东，搞得是摄影职业，那会说的是走完夏特要到尼雅遗址，然后从敦煌到甘南，再到尼泊尔晃荡一个月。我表示羡慕，他表示付出了很大的代价。可能这一圈下来，要破产了吧，所以他后来改去昆仑山找玉石了。云越来越厚，眼看快要下雨了，加快脚步赶往营地。到达营地的时候，已经飘起了雨，淅淅沥沥的。在树下找了块平地，赶紧搭起帐篷。我带的是单人帐，比较轻，主要还是习惯一个人睡，再则也没有美女愿意与我混帐。晒晒刚买不久的帐篷，之前在太白用了一次，感觉一般般，比较中庸。早早地钻进帐篷，等待后面的队友。帐篷空间比较狭小，里面放下一个80L的包后，腿就无法完全伸直。这个时候，我才打开老孤给我的那个路餐袋子，看看里面究竟有啥。馕、卤蛋、咸菜、烤肠……这样的馕，从来没吃过，感觉很有负担。事实证明，我的确不擅长吃囊，走完夏特后，我居然还有3个馕没吃。倒是那包坚果和牛肉干，成了我的最爱。我们的营地([]
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李雅筑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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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 room，另外两张床住的是两个男生，一个是澳洲人，一直在睡觉；另一个是个半黑不白的人，半夜起来上厕所有3次，还拿手电到处照，我怀疑他想偷东西。凌晨6点钟，他又起来收拾东西，然后走掉了，我也睡不着了。一早起来去布鲁塞尔火车站存行李4欧，然后坐火车去根特。下了火车找tram电车站坐车。在车站碰到一个女士，她帮我使用售票机买票。我们一起上车，聊得很高兴，她还教了我两句法语，我也教了她两句中文。她在根特的一个大学里又工作又上学。她说到政治，我说我不感兴趣。临走我送她两双筷子做礼物，她很惊喜。 根特很古老，街道两旁建筑都是那种旧旧的，好像烟熏过得发黑的颜色，镶着着精美的雕刻，教堂风格盛行。当时下着雨，打着伞沿着古城蜿蜒的街道，登上古堡，顿时有种时光倒流的感觉，仿佛回到了中古世纪的欧洲。 在路边店买了张明信片0.45欧，在邮局买邮票1.15欧。写好了后没找到浆糊，并且邮票也不是不干胶的，就问坐我对面的大婶。她撕了半天发现不是不干胶的，就干脆伸出了舌头，把邮票背面添了一下，贴在我的明信片上。我笑到不行，旁边有个排队的大婶也在笑，她们真nice。出了邮局找路去坐tram，一路问了很多人，人们都很友好，热心地告诉我怎么过去。 第三站：卢森堡篇 回到布鲁塞尔火车站，取了行李，和Sylvia汇合，然后坐火车去卢森堡，睡了一路。到卢森堡后，转车去Ettlebruck，下了车又转570巴士到Viaden。坐巴士的时候向一个大哥问路，他拿出手机找到卫星地图，告诉我们怎么走。我和Sylvia都觉着他很绅士、有风度，哎，我们俩又花痴了。 我们定的酒店在山上，我们从山脚下拖着行李费劲气力才爬上去。小镇很安静，只听见我们行李的轮子声。Oranienburg - Restaurant le Chatelain酒店就座落在古堡边上，很有历史，是餐馆加酒店的经营方式。布置的很温馨又舒适，到处都是胡桃木的家具：桌椅、楼梯扶手、吧台。我们房间窗外就能看见Viaden Castle，Sylvia还打开卫生间窗户，兴奋地坐在上面拍个不停，我真怕她不小心，一头栽下去。据说Viaden Castle是莱茵河以西最著名的古堡，很多国家国王、元首都来参观过。 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。 在车上碰上一个大婶，她住在trier前一站，她说trier很古老很美，那我也去不了了。隔着过道那边坐着一位老爷爷，白头发白胡子真有气质，很像玩具店里卖的老爷爷玩偶形象。玩偶老爷爷常向我笑笑，真慈祥。大婶下车后，我就追着玩偶老爷爷问站。 到trier后，查时刻表，我的车次在12站台，拼命跑过去后发现13站台也有去科布伦茨的火车，顿时蒙了。问列车员，他讲法语说不明白。最后旁边一个mm用英语说13站台是慢车，12站台是快，她刚好也在科布伦茨转车，于是一起上车。车上聊了半天，后来都累了，她就看报纸，我看时刻表。她问我要不要看报纸，我说我看不懂那种语言。我们都笑了，那是德语。她教我说法语和德语的谢谢，你好，再见，很好玩。我担心找不到酒店，下了车后，那女孩只有10分钟的转车时间，却跑出来帮我问路，我送她双筷子作为答谢。其实酒店Hotel National离火车站很近，很好找，之前的担心是多余。Check in之后，又定了两天的早餐2.5欧，又定了上网费用2.5欧。电梯很小，单人间房间也不大，但还算舒服，，洗澡厕所在外面，房间里有台盆，可以洗脸。烧了水，上网，写旅行日志和记录花销。收到Table邮件，回邮件。一切平安。([]
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