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李宗芸一 2005年我第一次徒步，从哈熊沟到天池，晚上在水磨河边扎营。那时候我还年轻，健若走兽，批鳞带角，行走如风，没帐篷，没睡袋，没防潮垫，一件廉价冲锋衣盖着肚脐眼儿也能凑活一宿。夜里，同帐的驴友呼声震天，我睡不着觉钻出帐篷撒尿，抬头看见满天繁星从远处黑漆漆的雪山后面喷涌而出，在头顶汇聚成河，星光璀璨，如闪烁的原钻，美得让人忘乎所以，尿水洒了一鞋。 早晨，本色大哥指着那座雪山说：那就是博格达峰…… 那时候我对一座冰冷的雪山毫无兴趣。亿万年前，天地玄黄，宇宙洪荒，人类在巨兽横行的冰河时代，仓皇逃离茫茫冰川雪原，在荒芜的冻土和幽深的冰缝前噤若寒蝉，如今退化得没了野蛮的体魄和御寒的皮毛，居然又开始天天梦想着亲近雪山，总让人觉得虚伪可笑。 之后的很多年，我走了很多地方，累了、困了、停下来抬起头，那座雪山总是岿然立在远处，仿佛我故意缠着她，粘着她，一直围着她转。哪怕在城市里，天气好的时候，我堵在外环路上，抬起头，她依然静静的立在天边，对我若即若离，半推半就，搞的我很不淡定。登山界有个说烂的段子，说是有人问登山家希拉里为什么一生登山不止，他说：因为山在那里。这句话很有深意，但是我更喜欢拉条子的版本，他说山确实在那里，但是钱不在那里……。 这两年，我的半月板渐渐开始退化，走碎石路或者下山的时候偶尔的一下刺痛似乎在提醒我，鲜衣怒马，霸气侧漏，纵横江湖的好时光渐渐远去了。夜阑卧听风吹雨的时候，我常常对自己说，是不是该去那座雪山看看了？不管是藏着晦明剑谱还是闯王宝藏，她总该有个让人趋之若鹜的理由罢…… 二 今年端午节，我跟零红蝶穿越恰西-库尔德宁。途中他说，孙老师的博格达后山照片被GTX公司买走了，他很自鸣得意的给那张后来勾引了无数人前往博格达的照片命名为：“三峰并起插云寒”。我告诉他，不管云寒是谁，这个名字都非常之暴力猥亵。对此他很不屑，他说：我拥有的知识岂是你的想象所能及……。于是我识相的闭嘴了，群规第一条：永远不要挑战领队的权威。 坊间记载：零红蝶者，奇人也，脸黑、人瘦，臭屁，喜红衣，好女装，上知天文地理，下懂洗菜煮米，文能识图，武能下厨。携一众疯男癫女，奔走山莽之间，夜宿旷野之下。日行百里不露疲态，帐混数女不越雷池。此君年轻时头顶重发，神似马云，这两年不管脸型还是性格都渐向冯远征的方向一路狂奔去矣。零蝴蝶说，8月博格达五峰连穿，会彻底颠覆你对传统徒步的理解。 于是我不禁又想起孙老师的大作。那张照片上博格达峰在阳光下白雪皑皑，一层薄雾从山脚升起，两个行者眺望远山，画面感十足，宛若幻境。孙老师网名叫米东徒狼，名字狠，但人温和可爱。有次扎营完毕，大家喝了点小酒，就决定歌以助兴。起先孙老师害羞并不愿唱，后来不知道谁唱了首达坂城的姑娘，结果那块硬又平的石头不仅敲开了姑娘的心房，也彻底敲开了孙老师的歌喉，他连唱五首后突然停下来说：小猪，我嗓子马上就要开了……。孙老师跟我说，博格达是要去一次的，哪怕就那么远远的看着她也值得。 不管怎么说，三峰并起插云寒，终于也插得我下定了去博格达的决心。 三 当年傅青主率七剑下天山，拯救天下苍生；练霓裳肝肠寸断，一夜白头独上天山；卓一航，在雪山绝壁苦等优昙花开。武林高手不要脸的地方在于统统无视高反，上天山如上红山，闲庭信步，进退自如。我没有游龙剑也不会凌波微步，临行前还是慎重研究了一下这条纵跃天山的路线：五峰连穿，南起达坂城三个山村，北至白杨河三岔子沟，全程65公里。途径碎石达坂，夜宿登山营地，翻越简单达坂，由于海拔跨度大，草甸、冰川、碎石、河流、雪山、冰湖各种元素一应俱全，好在未来几日显示天气尚佳，穿越难度适中。 我简单评估了一下自己的能力，估计高反应该对我影响不大，但是考虑到膝盖依旧不给力，装备还是谨慎的控制在20kg。除了帐篷、睡袋、防潮垫、冲锋衣裤、抓绒衣裤外，一切从简。提前一天，联系江湖、飞翔、听雨一干吃货共商搭伙做饭之大计，顺带采购了馕、笋子和蘑菇，准备把“将一切线路走成腐败线”的原则贯彻到底。 整装完毕，已是夜半，倒头睡去，梦中又回到那片茫茫雪山，山下练霓裳白发如雪，宛若天仙，她对我说，长相厮守不若相望于江湖，留一点未了之情，彼此相忆吧……，不等我挽留，已飘然离去，消失在雪山之巅。我不禁悲从中来，泪如雨下，高呼：哥唯知徒步，不会登山也！醒来时，枕巾哭湿了一片……。 四 出发当日报有小雨，上车前却一直阳光明媚。夏天、拉条子、老虎，连带天体流两大掌门：南双鱼北不弃，纷纷前来送行，突然感觉如壮士断腕，陡增豪迈之气。和众英雄一一话别后，车一路南行。途径达坂城，江湖采购了些蔬菜和调料，江湖者，笑傲江湖是也，湖哥虽貌似藏民实为回民，次日便是肉孜节，算算江湖已闭关封斋一月有余，任督二脉俱开，体内真气游走，身轻如燕。江湖是有名的强驴，是这次长线的协作，捎带负责照顾两位外地女施主，白天赶路，晚上混帐，不舍昼夜，甚为辛苦。 下午六时许，车至三个山村，众人整装换乘卡车一路向北，小雨终于开始淅淅沥沥的飘下来，车外风大，和尚我被吹得烦躁不堪，挥手猛抽之仍不解恨。柏油路、机耕路都走完，再过几座水泥桥，卡车再无法前行，从这里旅途算正式开始了。第一天行程约5公里，海拔上升400米，算是热身顺带考察体能。零蝴蝶扬言若比他晚至营地20分钟者，斩立决！众驴不敢懈怠，紧随其后，天黑前悉数按时到达2号羊圈扎营。我挑了个上风上水的宝地搭好帐篷，趁着雨还未下大，忙与飞翔、江湖开始做饭。因江湖逢菜必放十三香，大厨资格被弹劾，由飞翔接手。飞翔是恰西就一起走过的大哥，体力虽然不强，但是性格温和，人品一流，厨艺上佳，尤数醋溜菜系堪称一绝。饭毕，风雨渐强，大家各自回帐休息。 夜晚，风雨交加，我扎营时偷懒未绑风绳，地钉扎的也浅，结果半夜大风吹得帐篷左摇右晃，帐内空间瞬间小了一半，我半梦半醒间对形势做了简单分析：一、睁眼看不到天空，说明帐篷还在；二、内帐贴在脸上，想是帐篷八成被吹塌了；三、实在太困，以上两条皆可忽略。遂继续昏昏然睡去矣。 五 次日，风息雨停，帐篷犹在，除了几个挂绳从地钉上脱落之外，还算坚挺。一夜大风之后，空气格外通透，远处的雪山清晰可见。老衲7点半起来开始收整，吃了一碗翔哥煮的奶粉泡馕，昨夜被风雨折磨损耗的功力顿时恢复，丹田一股热浪涌遍全身。9点半准时拔营，沿马道一路上行，今天的行程全程爬升，本来我已经做好了重装爬坡的心理准备，但是真正到背起包，迈开腿的时候，还是觉得有些英雄“气短”，走长线前期的调整和适应很重要，迷失的都市人要走的慢一点，等等自己的灵魂，徒步人则要不时等等自己的肉体，即使灵魂已经飞到了雪山之巅。我放慢速度，调整好步幅，每步都很小，但是不停顿。大约两公里后，我已经超到了零蝴蝶身后。 天山南坡雨水少，草木皆疏，略显荒凉，山里四下静谧，满耳朵都是风声，这是一段相对枯燥的路程，好在雪山就在那里，她让我迈出的每一步都坚定而有目的性。中午在4号羊圈休息，早上一共在山脊上走了8公里。我顺势坐在零蝴蝶旁边休息，他掏出鸡腿和萨其马，然后幽幽的对我说：没有鸡腿的死开，我毫不示弱的掏出牛肉干还以颜色。 搭伙的小伙伴们陆陆续续也到达了休息点，听雨依旧挑选了个大石块立刻躺展，估计是早上的爬升让她不太适应，我看这一路她逢石必躺。听雨是个单纯妹子，体力不算强，但是耐力很好，爱好徒步的女孩都有个共同的特点，就是性格好，这点在听雨身上尤为明显。当初在恰西的泥里蹚了一路，疲惫不堪，走到一个山包，众人指着对面的另外一个山包说，彼处若有人相衬，照相效果必佳，孰愿往？听雨闻言立刻报名，一路狂奔至对面山包，各种瑜伽抛斯摆起……。 听雨妹子热衷于拍跳跃的照片，每次拍之前和尚我都亲自施展轻功示范，但每次照出来的效果仍旧不佳，所以我断言听雨者，不善弹跳。怎料某次我在给听雨拍跳跃照片时，被飞翔抓拍了一张，照片上，这妮子居然高高腾空，姿势甚是轻盈飘逸，方知原来是我不善摄影也，呜呼！ 徒步圈的女人分两种，一曰软妹子，一曰女汉子，软妹子全程靠强驴照顾，女汉子全程照顾别人，听雨介于两者之间，勉强算个软汉子吧。但是偶尔的，我神经错乱的那么一刻，会依稀记起赛里木湖边，清晨，第一缕阳光洒在湖畔，听雨站在朝阳下与景色浑然一体，不事雕琢，令人难忘…… 稍事休息，未等听雨把石板趟热，零蝴蝶已经啃罢鸡腿，背包准备出发了。从4号羊圈向左前方走，进入一条布满碎石的山沟，由于海拔的不断上升，草渐渐变得稀少，下午的路线基本就是一条很窄的碎石马道。我左腿膝盖吃不上力，导致右脚脚踝在碎石间很容易扭伤，所以无奈只好再次放慢速度。路线的强度也开始慢慢变大，除了马道渐渐变窄外，爬升也开始了。中途休息，传统穿越租用的马匹从身后超过来，碎石路让他们不堪忍受，马匹可以一直把运行李驮运到登山大本营。 面对眼前爬升200米，角度40度的碎石达坂，这次行程我第一次感觉到了压力。好在经过多年修炼，我已练成了大理延庆太子的绝学“一阳指铁杖神功”，要领是：双杖前探扎地，气聚天府穴，双臂支撑，一步完成。此神功被证明无坡不破，唯一的缺点是速度太慢，没走多久，身后哈密北山羊的几个武林前辈渐渐超过我走在前头。神功未施展几招，抬头发现零蝴蝶居然已经在坡顶俯瞰群驴，一副君临天下之势……。和尚我一想到我堂堂大理皇家御用神功居然不如他零蝴蝶的疯狗式走法，顿时气不打一处来，遂催动内力，手杖扎地犹如捣蒜，一口气爬到坡顶，累的险些一口鲜血喷出，血洒天山……。事后，哈密寒星大哥说，当时我在他身后，犹如狼撵…… 碎石达坂达坂上乃是一道瀑布，冰川融水汇聚于此，奔流直下，甚为壮观。众驴在瀑布顶端休息，我靠在一块巨石上，遥望远方，远处博峰似乎又近了一步…… 七 离开瀑布很快就见到第一个冰湖，8月湖面浮冰已融，湖水寒冷彻骨，湖面不大，但是湖水碧绿，在雄壮雪山的映衬下显得楚楚动人，如果7月前来，这里的湖冰未融，又是另外一番景象。冰湖边有块大石延伸进湖水里，乃是个照相的绝佳地点，众驴纷纷在此留影。此时天色渐阴，湖边风起，让人觉得有些寒意，大家稍作停留便右拐离开冰湖。路程开始变得平缓，但是路况并未有多大好转，依旧是碎石河道，只不过石块更大。如果是丰水年份，河道里是有水和河冰的，今年气温高，冰雪尽融，只剩下一片碎石。冰河的尽头，是一条溪流，今年水小，甚至不用涉水，直接踩在石块上便可过河。 碎石路让我非常崩溃，纵然施展凌波微步也还是感觉小腿发酸，加上登山鞋的鞋带没有系紧，我掐指一算，脚底应该是已经磨出水泡无疑。好在渡河之后，前方的道路一马平川，我继续用狼撵式走法埋头追了两公里，渐渐又回到队伍前列。肩膀酸加脚疼，我开始渐渐有些烦躁起来，翻过一个小山丘，突然发现，博格达峰已经赫然立在眼前……多年前我在西外环路上堵车，远望东南，天片的博格达主峰与浮云连成一体，如海市蜃楼，虚幻缥缈。之后的很多年，一提起缥缈峰灵鹫宫，我脑子里立刻闪现过天边那空中楼阁一般的博峰。我决定，有朝一日，定要直上天山，力克童姥，取了生死符，从此独步江湖…… 如今博峰即在眼前，只是天边流云似铁，雪峰依旧在云端若隐若现，高高在上，丝毫没有因为距离的缩短而放下身段，反而似乎更加遥远威严神秘。我开始有点理解人为什么会在一座雪山面前惊叹、感动、折服、膜拜。人生如梦，白云苍狗，人总要翻过一座属于自己的山峰，你那些曾经的不堪回首、牵肠挂肚、风光荣耀、没落孤寂、生死离别，在他百万年漫长的守望下，犹如沧海一粟，微不足道。似乎翻过山，抛下过往才有勇气再面对漫漫的人生路，因为我知道不论走多远，永远翻不过去的始终是生活。 八 今天夜宿的营地是博格达登山大本营，一块成熟的扎营地，夏季登山协会会在这里训练队员，地势平坦，营地旁有优质的水源，缺点是：遍地碎石，我的帐篷是半自立式的，对于无法扎地钉的露营条件简直是一场噩梦。只好用大石块压住四角固定帐篷，因为无法充分拉伸帐篷空间，双人帐勉强变成了单人帐。江湖当了一天收队，一路基本没怎么休息，体力消耗巨大，几近崩溃，估计有些轻微高反，到营地立好帐篷就钻进去睡了。 我简单考察了一下营地周边环境，营地边上立着白雪小姐的衣冠冢，后面是三个香港山友的墓碑，想想他们魂断博峰，长眠于此，日日望着不远处的雪山峻岭、日升日落，也算不错的归宿吧。营地对面是一个小山包，翻过山包可以看到博格达4、5、1号主峰和山脚下的冰湖，这时候天气已经转阴，山间云山雾罩，三峰不可全见，我坐在湖边的石头上静静等了一个小时，云无散迹，渐渐三峰均隐没于云中。 我走回营地和飞翔一起张罗着做饭，和零红蝶混帐的两个驴友，状况不太好，准备次日和传统穿越的队伍一起从天池下撤。马达把所有吃的悉数贡献出来，飞翔又整了个四菜，大家就在江湖的帐篷里边吃边聊，直至深夜。每次走长线我都很珍惜和众驴友在一起的时光，常有人在群里说这次没机会下次再一起走，我对这种话一般都不太确信，这些年走了好多路，有些朋友相逢一次就再也没见过，浮云一别后，流水十二年，很多东西过了就过了，没有下一次。 帐外突然开始下雨，我们钻出大帐，准备各自休息，眼前的博峰在一片风雨交加的苍茫夜色里显得愈发雄壮…… 九 一夜风雨，白发魔女和天山童姥均未入梦。早起发现帐篷外全是冰碴，又是阳光明媚的一天。朝阳从山间洒向营地，草石皆金，博峰全貌尽显，此时湖面如镜，雪山投影在水中，浮冰闪耀，美不胜收。当年全真教长春子丘处机道长在天山作诗有云：雪岭界天人不到，冰池耀日俗难观，我能看到这雪岭冰池也算不俗了罢。 吃完早餐，跟传统穿越队伍话别之后，众人沿冰湖向南，走上冰川，逐渐向雪山靠近。今天要长距离的冰川行走和翻越雪山，路程强度最大，也最危险。四百多万年前，博格达冰川形成，巨大的冰川推动着山脚下的巨石缓缓移动，犹如流淌着的时光河流，随着冰河时代的结束，全球气温回暖，冰川渐渐消退，留下巨大的绿色岩石。冰川行走的危险在于表面积雪下深不见底的冰裂缝和冰洞，这个季节，冰川上很大一部分积雪已经融化，大的冰缝都暴露出来，危险降低了不少，一早上数公里的行走，居然丝毫没有感觉疲惫。中午，大部队到达简单达坂脚下，在一处有水源的石堆上午餐。 我靠在一块大石头上仰望海拔4160米的简单达坂，看着云从达坂顶上飘过，拖着七彩光晕，不知为何，突然觉得莫名悲伤。当年简单开发五峰连穿路线，越过4160达坂的时候，大概也是意气风发，豪情壮志，如今山未易，人已逝。这两年不管是严冬冬的英逝还是杨春风、饶剑锋的遇难，总让人不禁唏嘘感叹，也惹得争议一片。在这件事上，我总觉得，一个理性的人，只要明白自己追求事情的危险性，能够接受最坏的结果，那么即使倒在追梦的路上也算死得其所，你可以不认同他们的行为，但是必须保持尊重。 十 吃过饭，我简单评估了一下面前4160达坂的难度，坡度陡、爬升高、积雪厚，应该不像它的名字那么简单，外加早上搭伙的小伙伴们说看我有做强驴的潜质，所以把5个气罐全部塞进我的包里这个不利条件，我认为这会儿不是证明自己负重能力的时候，所以果断把两个满罐藏在石头下面，零红蝶说他日后取来私用。减负之后，也许是心理因素，立刻觉得包轻了不少，很快我跟着零又走到了队伍的最前面。但是走到一半，随着坡度的加大，体重大的缺陷也暴露出来，零走在我前面在雪上踩的很浅的脚印，我一踩立刻没至膝盖，我每一步都只能跪着从雪里拔出脚才能迈下一步。身后的“天气”身形小巧轻盈，很快就超在我身前，我侧身一看，她只在雪上留下一串浅浅的脚印，轻功水上漂啊！只恨自己轻功不佳，就这么一步一跪，如朝圣一般，终于爬到了达坂顶端。 眼前无限风光，茫茫冰川向远处延展，右侧是博格达高耸入云的雪峰，天空蓝的发暗，风过身摇，一时间感觉有点轻微的晕厥。那些阴郁的、无奈的、沮丧的、伤感的、愤愤的情绪在这一刻随风而逝。我开始明白人们为什么对一座雪山如此热衷了，当你靠近她的时候，她的纯净、纯洁、纯粹似乎可以净化你的内心…… 也许是有点忘乎所以，下达坂的时候，我掏出防潮垫，准备坐着直接滑下去。这个壮举被零蝴蝶凶狠的制止了。无法控制下滑速度，很可能会掉进冰裂缝或者撞在前方的石头上，纵然我有神功护体刀枪不入，也难免大伤元气，从此退出江湖。 十一队伍在达坂北坡下休息，等后面的队员陆续翻过达坂。喀什来的驴友“飘絮的风”有些高反，翻达坂对他来说是个大考验，飘絮的风背了五六公斤的摄影器材，所以一路很受折磨，但是走在队伍最后的他还是拍下了很多美不胜收的照片，本帖的照片照的好看的均出自他之手，在这顺便感谢飘絮的风。 大概等了一个多小时，队伍再次聚齐。开始漫长的冰川行走，从现在开始，海拔一路下降，这一段冰川的景色异常壮观，博格达2、3、4、1号峰就在身旁，随便停下都可以拍到雪山美景。队伍沿着冰河前行，遇到横切的冰裂缝，冰河便流入冰缝，有的冰缝被冲击成一个冰洞，深不见底，看着慎人。冰川的尽头又是一片乱石路，听雨才走了一小段就扭伤了脚，好在不严重，稍事休息还可以继续。前一天的碎石达坂，让我总结了几条走碎石路的经验：一、多用手杖，二、不要相信任何一块石头，哪怕它看着很大很稳固，三、两只脚同时踩到落脚点了再迈下一步。按照这个方法，虽然还是走的很慢，但是这一段路程我膝盖没有感到不适。 傍晚，在一处地势平坦的冰湖边扎营，远处夕阳斜下，博格达峰被镶上了一层金边。晚饭本来按惯例依旧由飞翔掌勺我打下手，炒了两个菜后，听雨对我和飞翔每个菜都不放辣椒这件事很火大，所以决定亲自下厨。听雨炒菜的风格属于剽悍型，一个菜用三个菜的肉和调料，手法也基本是降龙十八炒加打狗铲法，虽然看似暴力，尝了尝味道居然还不错。这是我们在山里的最后一顿晚餐，大家吃完又聊了很多。聊起了曾经的孟克特、冰川壮美的夏特，繁花开满山谷的环博，细雨绵绵的恰西，风雪漫天的车师……。帐外已是浓浓的夜色，天山上，龙蛇笔走，墨泼南溟…… 十二早起拔营，大家沿着冰湖边一路北行。今天我们就要开始离开博格达峰了，翻过山梁，博峰渐行渐远，我们已经走到了经典的博格达后山，当年孙老师就是在这里拍下了“三峰并起插云寒”的美图。众人也纷纷效仿，只是少了些魔幻的光线和雾气，怎么也没法拍出孙老师那张照片的感觉，好在博峰壮美，随便怎么拍都是美景。 一路下坡。路况也基本是草地和马道，队伍的速度越来越快，中午在绝望坡下的河流边吃完午饭，接下来就是几公里的马路，身后的博峰渐渐隐匿在山间的松林里，前方是无尽的石子路，走得我非常崩溃。我的登山鞋非常不适应在这种道路上行走，所以我放慢速度，和哈密北山羊的几个大哥走在一起，速度和步幅正合适。 远处村落渐现，我知道旅途该结束了，不管你翻过多少山峰，终究还是要面对生活这座高山。这些年我一直问自己，我们为什么活着，是为了活的更长？更富有？走的更远？去更多的地方？我们行走的意义究竟是什么？早些年我看山是山，看水是水，那时候膝盖坚若磐石，大块吃肉大碗喝酒，铁肩担道义，长歌万里行，妄言万水千山走遍。这几年吃了亏，摔了跤，碰了壁，灰头土脸，头破血流，开始变得看山不是山，看水不是水，行走也变得不再单纯，徒步里多了些炫耀、虚荣和自以为是，其实走过多少地方，登过多少山峰并不堪称其为一种资本，不管是腐败、自虐、探险还是玩命，你要寻找的始终还是心里的那片风景，如果不明白这一点，即使走再远也走不出自己的心。可以想象，若干年后我终究会老的再也不能行走，也许膝盖早已置换成了钛合金，以前走过旅程渐渐变成回忆，对此我并不恐慌，因为那时候我也许已经变得宠辱不惊，看山还是山，看水还是水，短锄栽花，长诗佐酒，诗剑年年总忆卿……大合影 最 后 最后说说装备和注意事项，8月博格达山区气温并不算低，所以徒步一般可以穿速干衣裤，遇到风大的山口或者阴天，可以套上冲锋衣御风。考虑到碎石和冰雪路面，全程必须穿高腰登山鞋。有两件事是以前我持怀疑态度，通过这次长线确认的：一是零蝴蝶的长线穿两双袜子的理论，二是零蝴蝶的速干裤外面套冲锋裤的理论，证明都是正确的。 关于睡袋我个人认为10月前上博格达，只要防潮垫给力，G700的羽绒睡袋绰绰有余。 冲锋衣方面我还是坚持我的观点，就是带一件好冲锋衣，就不要带雨披了，虽然群里曾经有高端人士在这个问上跟我有过争论。 最后说说帐篷，博格达五峰连穿除了第一天外，全程营地不适合扎地钉，对于轻量化的半自立帐篷，由于无法用地钉把帐篷完全撑开，所以会损失很多空间，飞溪2在这种环境下只能作为单人帐使用。 负重上，我认为男士控制在20kg以内，女士控制在15kg以内为佳，女汉子视情况而定，至于不离不弃和双鱼这种天体流的负重自然是多多益善。 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郭睿纬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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李筱映是的，我回来了，从我热爱的西藏，遥远的拉萨回来了……记得那天，同行的队友在信息里说：我现在醉氧呢，你呐，到家后怎么样？记得那天，户外的老友问我：你西藏行的图片和文字呢？我们期待你的帖子呢！记得那天，那天，那天……我一直在回忆中不停的整理那些已经变成“昨天”的相片，突然觉得无论相片拍得有多烂，我都舍不得删掉…… ——记附加队友“橄榄”的游记帖子：且撤且珍惜——记我的2014西藏珠峰东坡、希夏邦马峰南坡之旅(全文完 )https//bbs.8264.com/thread-2177860-1-1.html5279; —— 前 序 —— 今天，我开始在断断续续的回忆中写那段还未曾远去的日子。写我在西藏的步履，便会不由自主的想起一路上看到的那些双手合十、高举头顶、一步三叩的虔诚和执着；写我在西藏的步履，还会有一种感觉让我情不自禁的想起那些清澈的眼眸，总想再抱一抱他们，那些淳朴的孩子，是他们让我的身心，还有那曾经途中的坚强，没来由的在今夜再一次，再一次败给了记忆中的这一份“柔软”……是的，今夜我还是想你，想你之际会令所有的“思念”肆意地顺脸淌下，流进嘴角，咸咸的，涩涩的……这种感觉像极了一场绵长而无果的爱恋，在每一个夜深人静的夜晚从未远离。 ——记 藏传佛教文化…… 藏区的孩子…… 去西藏，去雪域高原，终点不是目的，路上的每一天，每一个恰到好处的瞬间，才是生命中难得一见的美景。转山、转水、转佛塔，还有那佛前的磕长头、酥油灯前的许愿，这些所有的修心、修性和修行，即使不能融入和参与，我想，今生若能有缘就这样默默地注视着，也很好…… ——记 （橄榄摄） 美丽而神圣的“布达拉宫”……（橄榄摄） 在布达拉宫，在大昭寺，在八廓街，在甜茶馆，在每一处神山圣水的脚下，都会让你受到那一份份微笑着的美好祝福：扎西德勒！在山顶撒一把“隆达”祈祷平安，在飞扬的“风马旗”下敬祝神山，在碧蓝色的湖边，在洁白的雪山之间，撑一顶帐篷，去感受清晨或是傍晚那一缕阳光的洗礼……活在当下，珍惜每一天——让我们在行走的途中“修行”——哪怕只是对身边的人露出微笑…… ——记我在西藏…… 我在西藏……（橄榄摄）海拔5000米的跳跃……（橄榄摄） 我在“珠峰东坡” 我在“希夏邦马南坡” 在这里，所有的一切就如同落在白纸上，变得简单而直白…… 我并不是特热衷写游记，只是每次远行归来，我总会在想，怎样才能留住这些渐行渐远的时光？对我而言，也许把途中点点滴滴的记录汇集在一起才算是一次有意义的出行的结束吧。也许，如果有一天我真的老了，在人生末路的渡口徜徉，在青丝白发，铅华褪尽的沧海桑田，那些让人感动的东西再也感动不了我，令人悲伤的事情再也不能让我流泪，那时，如若可以，我愿在等待岁月苍老的回忆中再一次邂逅这一路的“温暖”；那时，如若可以，我希望还能在这里看到，或是听到我的孩子们为我读这些文字，在似曾相识的画面里，在密密麻麻满是“昨天”的字里行间，想起昔日繁华的风景和风景里的我们，然后，然后让“思念如花”……——记感谢记忆里有你——首先感谢为我践行和接风的队友和家人…… 感谢拉萨的朋友们和两位偶遇拼车的香港美眉， ——谢谢你们的相约与相伴…… 感谢一路有你——与家乡环华骑行的“朱世岱”老师相逢拉萨， 感谢您带给我他乡遇故人的激动和感动……感谢一路有你——曾经“狼塔C+V”路上的队友， 感谢你们在回程途中对我的热情款待…… 感谢记忆里有你——谢谢你们带给我雪域高原旷野中的真诚…… 今天，敞开心扉，要感谢生命，更要感谢你们——感谢有缘与你们同行在AA相约的路上，感谢途中不离不弃的情谊，因为你们的自信与阳光，让我由衷的敬佩与信任，因为你们的加入，让我的西藏之行更精彩……风中，雨中，暴雪中，我们一起走过，你们让我看到了户外领域的风采和户外人的素质。当时光匆匆，别去经年，我们终将会在漫长的岁月中明白最美好的也许不是那一路的风景，而是我们曾经并肩走过的那些个转身的等待和惜惜问候的细节……一缕清风，一丝细雨，一片飞雪，在生命中变成永远难忘的初心，温暖了曾经所有的过往，别后，一声念安，一句祝福，足矣…… ——记“珠峰东坡”徒步的全体队友（从左至右）：轻装队员：辽宁的“走来走去”和“随心”、广西的“明成”重装队员：贵州的“橄榄”、云南的“时光”、本人 合影于“优帕村”——徒步“珠峰东坡”的起点……合影于“希夏邦马”南坡徒步的途中……合影于“希夏邦马”南坡的营地…… 贵州的队友“橄榄”，是我去年“贡嘎”之行的队长，一路上很会搭讪和沟通（号称“雨神”，这点是我所不能及的）…… 云南的队友“时光”，或骑行或徒步曾多次进藏，是一名我所信赖的骚大夫，（也是大名鼎鼎的“雨神”，据说拉萨一别后的日子他可是到哪儿哪下雨）…… （一）启程拉萨 又是一场雨，让闷热的午后变得清凉，在这样一个下过雨的傍晚，约三五知己小聚在这空濛的夜色里，谈人生，谈生命，谈令人向往的外面的世界。他们说，你又在路上！走的如此匆忙，让我们再一次追寻着你的足迹；他们说，你怎么能放得下？离得开？舍得去远方看风光无限？是的，生活就是这样，有些事看起来很难，其实做起来很容易——例如“远行”；有些事做起来很难，看起来很却很容易——例如“行走”……——记启程相送，归来相迎，所有的感激之情都在心中…… 从这一刻起，愿途中所有的收获“入眼成景，入心成禅”…… 幸亏提前了一天，飞机经停银川时因拉萨贡嘎机场沙尘暴而被迫停飞， 当晚航空公司安排食宿，调整起飞时间…… 第二天到达“贡嘎机场”已经是正午，25元坐机场大巴不到两个小时到市内，还好，下午办理日喀则地区的边防证比较顺利…… 入住预定的位于拉萨市北京中路亚宾馆旁边的“风马飞扬旅舍”，这里住着是很多骑行爱好者，不愧是“车友之家…… 环境优雅的“风马飞扬旅舍”…… 这里住宿方便、整洁，环境温馨、安静，还有温文尔雅、端庄漂亮的老板娘…… 充分利用短暂的午后时光——我想，逛街和吃应该是所有初来拉萨的朋友们别无选择的节奏…… 大昭寺一景…… 相识是缘——感谢拉萨热情的朋友们…… ([]
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