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此行之初，只是想骑行新藏线。并不曾对“自驾”和“大北线”做功课。后来旅途中有变，大北线便成了这次旅行中精彩的一段。 这次行程，大概可分三个阶段：  1、结伴骑行新藏线（喀什--康西瓦）。  2、千里走单骑（有骑行的日子，也有搭车的日子，红柳滩--塔钦）  3、自驾大北线。对新藏线的心动，来自以下描述： 新藏线起点为新疆叶城，终点为西藏拉孜的国道，全程2140千米。 路况介绍 ：它是世界上最艰险的公路之一。它穿越举世闻名的昆仑山、喀喇昆仑山、岗底斯山、喜马拉雅山，翻越１６个冰大坂，涉４４条冰河，全线经过的大部份地段为“无人区”。平均海拔4500米以上,是世界上海拔最高、道路最险、路况极差和环境最恶劣的高原公路。这就是新藏公路，也被称作国道２１９线。 关于新藏线的顺口溜 ：　“行车新藏线，不亚蜀道难。库地大坂险，犹似鬼门关；麻扎大坂尖，陡升五千三；黑卡大坂旋，九十九道湾；界山大坂弯，伸手可摸天……”这段顺口溜，这是新藏线艰险的真实写照。 从叶城往阿里海拔相差很大，一天之内可以从海拔数百米的新疆地段上升到五千余米的麻扎大坂路段，对几乎所有旅行者的身体素质而言是极大的考验和困难，高寒缺氧、雪崩塌方、高山反应、多变的气候及确确实实的风餐露宿等困难，已经超过了许多常人的承受极限. 后来在‘狼塔夏特群’里，正好听到南京的好人锅讲到要骑行此线，心念一动，便加入了。于是有了2011年4月下旬出发的这次旅行。 装备篇资深的网上很多，不多说，略晒下自己的行前准备，留个念想吧。---我的战马：衣物：（长袖速干衣裤、冲锋衣裤、抓绒衣裤、羽绒服、溯溪鞋、高帮登山鞋等）睡袋、帐篷、防潮垫、驮包、弹力绳： 修车工俱、备胎（内胎3条，外胎一条）及配件、炉俱等边防证、身份证、手套、雪套、护膝、雨衣等药品：（后来又添了速效救心丸、氨茶碱、速尿片等。高原长途旅行，这几种药很有用。） 折腾了大半天来整理行囊，书房被搞的满地狼籍，难以下脚。一半装备都整理进驮包了，忽然想起应该给它们合张影。懒得再掏出驮包里的装备，就这样来一张装备们的全家福吧：  全部打完包，去铁通托运车子，整装待发……  2011年4月25日晚，背起行囊出发了，又是一个人。驾车到火车站，再火车、飞机，一路辗转，路上小磕绊不断：火车晚点急得我跳脚，甩钱雇车飞奔、跳下车我也狂奔才赶上飞机。 飞机上不幸又遭临座的维族小朋友骚扰，还没断奶的两岁小男孩不断地把我的上衣撩起，又或者直接把领口拉到肩膀下…… 维族小男孩的妈妈笑观不语，本人尴尬之极，又不忍责备小孩，后来空姐看不下去把我领走和乘务人员们同坐。再转机，行李被人拿错，折腾半天。 一个人行走，自由+乱糟糟，无语。 终于26日下午16时许到乌鲁木奇，与南京的好人锅、戊名汇合；趁转机喀什的空闲，三人打的（机场大巴每人20元，打的划算共花费36元）直奔乌市，找了戊名要吃的大盘鸡、卡瓦斯美餐一顿再转回机场；终于在晚上0时前到了如家酒店，与青蛙汇合。此次骑行的四个队员全部见面了，于我，是初次见到他们三个南京哥。 4月27日，大家先去喀什火车站提车： 左起：戊名、青蛙、我、好人锅。  4个人骑着各自的战马，浩浩荡荡去采买物资。不想路上竟被一维族男子盯梢，联系近段喀什刚发生的几起血腥事件和敏感冲突，大家一时都有些紧张。山羊户外店的老板更是让我们直接报警（一路采买几经比较，喀什的几个户外店，山羊户外货全价廉）。几个人一合计，冒然报警无凭无据有些唐突，遂决定我和戊名一小组，先行冲出；好人锅和青蛙断后，负责掩护。于是紧张行动，嘿呀，一路急冲，结果回宾馆的路上两组人马绕岔了道，我和戊名在宾馆附近怎么也等不见好人锅和青蛙，担心老半天。好在有惊无险，都平安回到酒店。于是晚上也不敢出去乱溜达了，乖乖在房间睡觉。 反偷拍：一路跟踪我们的少年： 采买物资途中，青蛙剃度了：（此后青蛙哥的习惯动作就是摸光头！而好人锅则是有空就手机上网直线转播他的新藏线呵）  好人锅和戊名来之前就理成了短短的寸头，加上青蛙这个大光头，三个人互相炫耀着，害的我真想也剃个光头上路！羡慕嫉妒，只能将自己的一头长发剪成短马尾扎起来了事。 回到酒店，我们开始整理驮包和车，看着满地的物件，四人都感头大---竟然如此之多！三个男士照顾我，让我独自去一个房间整理，他们仨绊绊搭搭挤在一处整理。 我的物资来之前基本准备完善，采购极少，如何装备也大多是出发前就各有其位的，所以很快结束战斗。跑过去看他们三个，呵呵，热闹啊，房间简直象个大仓库了！堆的满地东西几乎无从下脚。 于是帮着打个下手，待得快整好了才想起，拍照留念！ 戊名：心灵手巧，为人厚道，说话不多但总是为大家做的多。 正在用他换下来的旧外胎帮我做挡泥板，DIY的比买来的实用多了！  好人锅（右）：勇敢乐观，有毅力、有智谋。我们此行的路书都是他辛苦整理，备用药品的方子也是他给的，多谢！！这家伙不想整那一大堆东西，不时嘻哈着两边房间视查，看大家都整的差不多了，才不得已地把自己那份也整了。采买的无人区备用20斤大米，大部分都被他塞进驮包了，连保温壶都塞满了！ 青蛙：曾经是8年野战军的老兵，很有战斗力，体力好 心态好 dao嘴豆腐心，有时象英勇的战士有时却象个稚气未脱的孩子。大家的20个气罐，被他大包大揽地绑在车后，后来绑完看着那高耸的李行，我们三个无言……  能干的青蛙在搓绳子，以应付那过于庞大的行李堆（青蛙面前，戊名的驮包已装整齐了，蛙哥的行李却还一大堆在窗根等绳子捆）：  我只能自保，负担了自己的所有物资后加负了三个气罐。其它公用物资他们三个男士全包了。无言以谢。 背后那片建筑，是喀什的老城区： 喀什的公交车让我们大开眼界---- 竟然会按一个个详细地点送客到家！（没事闲逛还好，有事公交坐不得，太费时间）。所以我们三个从机场晃到酒店用时颇久，青蛙在酒店等我们等得都睡着了。  D1：4月28日，晴，喀什--英吉沙 ，全程柏油，骑行73km。  2011年4月28日，我们开始骑行的日子。  原计划从叶城G219 零公里处开始骑，后来大家整理完，看着那大大的行李包，一致决定从喀什开始骑。不论是队员之间、还是车、行李都需要磨合。 今天的骑行并不多，从喀什到英吉沙，70km的路（码表实际显示73km）。所以大家慢悠悠吃完早饭，又把昨天打包精减出来的行李到邮局寄走，11点半，才开骑。 喀什的如家酒店门外，四匹战马一溜排开，整装待发： 一路行来，照片繁多，除自己拍的，还有青蛙、好人锅、以及后来邂逅的袁鹏、五位自驾兄长等人所拍，恕不一一注，谢了！ 戊名秀一个：好人锅也来秀一下：青蛙那一刻的片片竟然找不到，汗。  上315国道： 向英吉沙进军： 在路上，我们将生命绽放：  中午，新彊戈壁的地表温度有35--37度，很热。来这里前一周刚做过一个小手术（没跟队友们讲怕他们担心），有个把月没碰过车了，骑的有点累。晒的很厉害，发现之前怕太热而备用的网眼手套抗不住晒，手背都被晒得又疼又红了，青蛙把他的备用白线手套让我换上。 骑啊骑，又热又渴又累，突然发现一处小卖店，竟然还有绿色的树几棵，四人狂奔过去，乘凉、补水： 回复 军行天下 的帖子啊？？我这里看到的图片，挺小。 第一次发贴，很多不太会操作，谅！我试试改 午饭在一小镇吃，青菜拉条子，份足味美价廉，可惜四人只顾说笑闹腾，忘了拍照。 烤羊肉串：卖相好，味道也不错。不过肉不是我的强项，一串便足矣。后来每人一个的羊肉包子，也贡献给了好人锅。 看到传说中的缸子肉（当时酷热，没食欲，更不知那就是大名鼎鼎的“缸子肉”。后来自驾大北线，与几位兄弟在阿里吃到，才知道。其貌不扬，但甚是美味！）： 摆一张吧，骑了大半天了，挺累挺闷的。可怜好人锅，总是在为我们拍照，这一路摄影他最辛苦：  傍晚，英吉沙到了： 我们住了天府宾馆。本想宿县委宾馆，但有山东援藏的一大帮人包住，满了。 晚饭男生们一致提议不吃拉条子了，要吃川菜。呵呵这还没几天呢，就受不了啦。我倒无所谓，食物对我来说，挑剔极少。 这天晚上，听了青蛙的故事。很意外……  今日亮点：出发前，好人锅因为我不肯听他的话好好吃药，大为光火。可是象锅那样没病也大把的吃药，让我和青蛙大为惊讶！什么“十全大补丸、六味地黄丸、板蓝根、21金维它……” 适当维生素补充还能接受，其它的药，对我这个平时极少用药的人，真是吃不下。为此锅很不高兴，拉着脸半天不搭理我。后来又训我“看你脸色腊黄的，一看就知道气血不足、营养不良！还不好好吃药，哼！”我哭笑不得，这只可恼又可爱的锅。他的口头禅就是：“没事就吃药哎”。戊名是好人锅的忠实听众，跟着大把吃药。青蛙则我行我素，几乎不吃药。 骑行新藏线，需要如此药补？？？不过，好人锅昨天晚上训我，让我出发前把他列出的药品清单补全，倒是真训对了。有两味药，后来还真救了我的急。 骑行新藏线，药品是应该备齐全点。 D2：4月29日，英吉沙--莎车，晴转大沙尘暴，戊名码表计算里程133公里，总耗时约12小时.骑行第二天，状态很差的一天。 今天的目的地是莎车，计划行程130km（实际码表显示近133km）。大家早早起床，洗漱早饭后准备出发，但戊名找不到宝贝香烟，要开拔了好人锅又死活找不见墨镜。折腾到9点也没找见，我们只得载着大驮包跟着好人锅满大街转想找个卖眼镜的店另买一副，可惜都没开门营业。他备用的那副又在驮包里面层层围困不好拿出。这个天府宾馆真是有问哦。眼看日已高升，今天路程还不少，惦着早出发早歇脚，于是停车从驮包里翻腾出自己的备用墨镜给锅，催他快出发。 四人依次排开，列队而行。我和戊名骑行在前，后来骑着骑着，拐个弯发现后面那俩人不见了！与戊名下车等，久候方至，原来好人锅看到了英吉莎的小 dao铺子，与青蛙挑选刀去了。当然也帮我和戊名各挑了一把。话说这英吉沙县位于新疆 塔里木盆地西部边缘,是著名的“中国小 dao之乡”也是“中国色买提杏之乡”、“中国达瓦孜之乡”。新疆有四大名刀，即英吉沙工艺小 刀、伊犁沙木萨克折dao、焉耆陈正套刀和莎车买买提折dao。 英雄爱宝刀，既然他俩是寻刀而去，回来还不忘我和戊名的份，嘿嘿，等就等了，这种等待可以有哈！等久点也没关系。反正出来是旅行，不是单纯为了傻骑车，这种民族特色的东西，早该好好品味一番，若不是时间限制，团队限制，估计我早跑去刀铺晃荡了……  美滋滋地收好青蛙给的精美小 dao，这回我不傻往前冲了，省得有好玩的又落下，咱压阵！不紧不慢骑在队伍后面，和青蛙天南海北乱侃着，青蛙同学得了好刀也一路心花怒放的，不时还来点音乐，乐声下仍不忘刀长刀短的。不知不觉骑出老远  闲等两位寻宝刀的英雄时，给自己的坐骑留一张：此时它尚容光焕发，往后长路漫漫不知它会沧桑成何等模样啊 途经小店补水，此时四人尚衣帽光鲜、容光焕发，不久便一个个灰头土脸无一幸免了。 难得的一张全体合影：（看此时那特意选的宽松 速干裤在腿上直打晃荡，哪里想到半个月后竟然浮种到腿塞不进裤子，唉，失算呀！满以为骑新藏线会越骑越瘦身材更苗条，哪承想还有肥肿的象个非洲阿巴桑那一出！哈哈，好笑）民族团结，与维族朋友合张：  继续前行，到中午3点那阵（相当于北京时间1点左右，有2小时的时差）又困又累，越骑越觉得腿软，膝盖越来越痛，看好人锅、戊名早已护膝上腿，顾不得热捂，赶紧也把两副厚厚的护膝带上。路那么漫长无尽头、太阳那么晒、PP磨得好痛怎么骑都难受…… 青蛙本来是个骑行高手，让他这样慢悠悠地晒在大太阳下陪我，陪得他简直崩溃。于是换戊名来跟在我身后收尾，肯定跟的也很难受。虽然他俩都没说，但感觉到那种收队的痛苦，奈何俺那阵子就是蹬不动车，速度怎么也提不上来，还老想打盹瞌睡。 熬啊熬，总算到了克孜勒库尔干乡，吃午饭，借机缓一缓。发现维族人其实很爱干净，小小乡间餐厅卫生也蛮不错。  羊肉揪面片：（饭菜的片片，多出自好人锅和青蛙之手，俺是极少拍滴，只顾吃了嘿嘿） 饭后再往前骑不久，天色渐变，阳光没了，天空灰起来： 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研究路线做好攻略，接下来就是招兵买马，每年的寻伴总是个难，今年也不例外。原计划组建六人队伍，可是折腾了几个月，临到出发前一个月才勉强凑够四个人。　　以前每一次旅行都没有超过两人，所以四人的庞大队伍已经让我很是满意，不过，即使是这样低水平的满意也没能持续多久，出发前第9天，一个队员因事要求退出。通常情况少一个人也不打紧，在人数问上我早就习惯了随遇而安，但走这条有些风险的线路，少一个负责技术和安全的核心队员，简直就是釜底抽薪。剩下两位同伴让我心里直打鼓，一个是价真货实的路痴型傻走驴简单，另一个是对线路毫不关心的摄影迷老米（米老鼠）。　　简单一门心思痴迷于走路，但从不去关心怎么走，她说看到攻略和地图上的花花碌碌就头晕的厉害，我也就没强逼鸭子上架。　　老米忙着研究负重拍片功略也不会去关心徒步攻略，老米这是第二次徒步，第一次负重，为了凑够人数，在我软硬兼施的动员下好不容易才把他给拉入队伍，他原本不是路痴，处于对二十年老友的盲目信任让他自甘堕落成了路痴。　　虽然都是两眼一抹黑，路痴甲和路痴乙却具有强烈的革命乐观主义精神，他俩意见高度统一，“队长，怕啥呢，走不通回头是岸。”很干脆的把一大堆烦恼丢给了我。　　去年穿越乌孙古道的小蜜蜂特意叮嘱我，三个人过科克苏河上的溜索基本不可能，那些溜索绑在离地近三米高的树干上，人手太少很难把人托举起挂上溜索，除非你能像猴子一样爬树。在那些纠结的日子里，不止一次梦到自己出现了严重的返祖现象。　　纠结的日子里利空消息传来，科克苏河上的溜索已经被洪水冲断，线路受阻，于是紧急研究备用路线方案——绕道溜索上游木桥多走两天多翻三个达坂完成穿越。　　备用方案还没捂热，更大的利空接踵而至，而且是坏事成双——溜索上游所有的木桥都被洪水冲毁，必经之路科克苏河已经无法逾越+夏特大冰壁断裂，线路有大变动。　　这些不能回避又没法证实的坏消息让人头疼，我试图把这些重大利空与甲乙同志分享，两同志沉浸在徒步装备购置和摄影器材添置带来的网购快乐中，显然无暇它顾，不过他们的意见仍然很统一，“队长，别怕，走不通回头另找一条路走就是。”似乎天山里通向南疆的坦途多如牛毛。　　我只能心怀侥幸的安慰自己——兴许，利空出尽就该是利好了吧。　　反复研究路上可能会遇到的困难，保护措施也独个儿演练了好几次（甲乙同志都很忙，没空参与），心里还是忐忑不安，骨灰级路痴已经指望不上，只能叮嘱自称地理高考98分（20年前还是100分制）的老米认真研究攻略，我想，路上有个人商量总是能壮壮胆。　　第二天，老米兴奋的告诉我，“攻略看完了，搞半天才弄明白我们队伍是先走乌孙再走夏特呀！”说完顺便问了一句：“背几个镜头合适些？三脚架带哪种？”直接打消了我拉人壮胆的幻想。　　出发前了解到今年还有几支队伍进乌孙，一交流才发现很不对劲，几乎每支队伍都是经过多次拉练层层筛选淘汰才组建起来，对这些队伍来讲，走过墨脱就自称强驴的人连参加拉练的资格都没有，选拔队员的准最低也是特种兵级别。　　回头再看我们生拉活拽勉强凑成的队伍，怎么看怎么像草台班子，不过心里还是暗自庆幸，幸亏我们是今年第一支溜进山的穿越队伍，否则在路上遇到特种兵，民兵们多半都不好意思招呼。老米老友第二次徒步第一次负重   八卦城　　 9月19日清晨8点35分，从乌鲁木齐出发的5815次列车驶进伊宁市火车站，提前联系好的王师傅（王正林13519993637）已经等在火车站门口，坐上车就直奔徒步起点——特克斯县琼库什台村。  特克斯是乌孙古国夏都所在地，现在的特克斯县城始建于1938年，因完全依据后天八卦图建成而得名八卦城。　　据特克斯县志记载，南宋嘉定三年，道教全真七子之一的丘处机应成吉思汗的邀请前往西域，在游历天山的途中，发现了特克斯这块“风水龙脉”，丘处机用后天八卦图确定了坎北、离南、震东、兑西的八卦方位，这就是特克斯八卦城雏型的最早传说。　　1936年，新疆军阀盛世才的岳父宗秋浚调任伊犁屯垦使兼警备司令，精通易理的宗秋浚也发现了特克斯这块风水宝地，他亲自设计了八卦城图，1938年，特克斯县县长班吉春开始主持修建八卦城。　　八卦城堪称《周易》八卦学说与城市规划实践完美结合的经典之作，八卦城以城中心花园为太极“阴阳”两仪，按八卦方位向外辐射八条主街，每条主街长1200米，每隔360米一条环路，一环8条街，二环16条街，三环32条街，四环64条街。这些街道按八卦方位形成了64卦，整个八卦城栩栩如生的演绎了《周易》学说的深奥内涵，简直是建筑史上的奇迹。进山前在特克斯县最后一次进餐，所以这碗大号牛肉面端上来后，我又另添了一份牛肉和一份面条    路痴甲培训路痴乙　　 从特克斯县出来很快进山，拐进河谷，眼前的水电工地干得热火朝天，面对挖得乱七八糟的道路，王师傅有些傻眼，他说去年来的时候这里的河谷静悄悄。　　一辆水泥搅拌车突突的开过来，开车师傅竟然是王师傅的熟人，一阵寒暄后，在他的指点下东绕西绕终于绕上进山的碎石路。　　百无聊赖中，简单竟然破天荒的关心起线路来，听到简单漫不经心的随口一问，老米立马来了精神，临时抱佛脚掏出功略开始认真讲解起来。忙着现炒现卖着意卖弄的老米，显然没注意到简单已经听的昏昏欲睡，忍不住嘀咕了一句，“路痴甲培训路痴乙。”　　老米讪笑着住了口。     琼库什台村　　 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进山的道路沿着溪流左岸缓慢爬升，穿出树林，雨水更加稠密，茫茫白雾笼罩着山野，哗哗的流水声回荡在山谷。　　云雾中行走，我们对风景的期待已经降到最低准，偶尔浓雾倏忽散开，那仿若施舍般显露出来的茵茵草地和山谷木屋，总是引得我和老米手忙脚乱，很没出息的抢着掏相机。　　斜坡上马道泥泞湿滑，泥浆被牲口践踏得一团糟，所谓马道，现在看起来就是马走起来很爽，人走起来很不爽的道路。不愿在泥浆里深一脚浅一脚的踩，改走上斜坡草地，不料绿茵草地积满水更加湿滑，暗藏杀机。　　没走出多远，支撑脚一滑，身体陡然歪斜，肩上压着70斤的重量，担心受伤不敢硬拧，把相机紧搂在怀里，侧身重重的倒在泥水里，慢慢的爬起身，已成了个泥人。　　老米和简单呆呆的看我表演，连忙转头问老米：“拍照了没有？”两人连连摇头，看到我遗憾的表情，老米说，“或者，你再来一次？”斜坡草地，看上去很美，狼狈不堪的从地上爬起来，满脸是泥    邀请来得太早　　爬上山坡，道旁木屋里走出一个年轻女子，在雨中径直向我们走来，用生硬的汉语招呼着：“休息不？吃饭不？”反复问了几遍又用手做出扒饭的动作。　　走在山谷里，沿途擦身而过的牧民都显得很冷淡，突然走出个年轻女子这么热情的邀请，巨大的反差让我有点受宠若惊。　　通常在旅行途中，别说这样热情的邀请没法拒绝，即使是蹭吃蹭喝的机会偶尔乍现，都会让我忙不迭的扑上去。　　回头看看老米和简单，他们对年轻女人的热情邀请显得无动于衷，的确，年轻女人的邀请来得太早了些，即使在冰冷的雨水中走路很不爽，可是才走一个多小时就让他们停下来吃喝享乐，老米可能无所谓，简单多半打死也不从。　　悻悻婉拒了女人的热情邀请，继续向雨雾弥漫的山谷深处走去，走出很远，还心欠欠的频频回头张望。   路痴定律　　雨水无休止的倾泻，内衣已经湿透，气温降得很低，就在卸包吃馕那一小会儿功夫，双手很快就冻僵，连馕饼都拿捏不住。　　走到近7点半，道旁又是一座空置的木屋，新疆的天空到9点钟才全黑，拿不准天黑前还能不能遇到木屋，这样的坏天气在泥泞的草地上扎营简直就是一场悲剧。　　在木屋里扎营，老米没意见，简单却很不乐意。　　简单已经冲到前面很远，被叫回来时满脸的不情愿，她说刚开始兴奋起来，状态正好走的正带劲就叫停当然很不爽。不情不愿的卸下包，简单还舍不得进屋，带着没走满意的无奈表情，独个儿在雨中转悠了几圈又主动提出去河边提水。　　简单高高兴兴提着水桶去河边继续过瘾，我和老米燃起篝火，身上的衣服都快烤干，简单还没回来，心中有些惴惴不安，正准备出门找人，简单带着满身水汽闯进来，满脸惊惶地说：“糟糕，迷路了，差点我就回不来了！”　　到100米远的地方打水也会迷路？我和老米面面相觑，都有点回不过神来。　　细问才弄明白，简单来到坡下的小溪，装满水桶掉头就走，走到一个断崖边才发觉走错了路，既然已经走晕了头，路痴驴肯定弄不明白自己走到了哪里，也弄不明白自己是怎么走到这里来的。呼喊了几声没有回应，简单这下慌了神，提着水桶东奔西跑，却总也走不出山沟，后来糊里糊涂从某个地方钻出来，看到木屋才好不容易摸回来。　　“打水后你怎么就没按原路返回呢？”老米觉得不可思议。　　“转过身就糊涂了，以为走的就是原路哒，每次都这样，只要我认为方向是正确的，那一定已经弄错了。”简单一脸的无辜，显得很委屈。　　老米是第一次领教简单的路痴绝活，很有些后怕，“早知道这样，应该把救生哨给你带在身上，迷路了就吹哨。”　　“哨子解决不了问，以后简单去打水得给她配个向导。”路痴驴的路痴本色我曾经深刻领教过，已经是有点见惯不惊，不过看到老米对简单的路痴本质认识还不够深刻，忍不住开口提醒他。　　经过了这茬，对路痴驴的保护开始形成制度，行进队型严格固定——我开路，老米收队，简单夹在中间。同时明确了三条纪律——绝对不允许简单冲到队伍前面或在队伍后面逗留；行进途中，必须确保简单始终处于我和老米至少一人的视线以内；绝对禁止简单同学的营地活动超过视线范围（嘘嘘除外）。　　这才刚出发，简单就给我们来了个下马威，路痴定律随之出炉——只要简单认为是正确的，那一定已经错了。    英俊少年　　清晨，雨过天晴，浓雾依然弥漫山谷。　　收拾出发已经10点钟，一个哈萨克少年骑马追上我们，超越后却并不远去，就呆在前面三五米的地方慢慢催马前行，英俊少年显得对我们很感兴趣，坐在马背上回转身，眼神直勾勾紧盯着我们。　　“甲可思摸。”连摸几遍没有反应，英俊少年马背上回身的姿势仿佛凝固一般，依然是直勾勾的盯着，始终保持在我们前面一点走着，颇有点带路的意味。　　其实，沿途的哈萨克牧民虽然冷漠，却总会不由自主流露出对旅游者的浓厚兴趣，虽然长居深山不善交流，脸上总是一副冷漠表情，但身体语言却暴露了他们的内心想法。　　通常牧民远远看到我们多半会早早的挺直胸膛，在马背上坐的笔直，经过身边时突然催马加速，快速跑出一段再潇洒的勒马回头张望。　　这个英俊少年也不例外，尽管骑在马上就像一尊雕塑，但看得出雕塑对我们的兴趣是相当的浓厚。   死的比活的管用　　马道从山坡上切到山谷溪流边，一座木桥横跨溪流，另一条路沿溪流左岸通向山谷深处，“包扎墩，这里？”我指着木桥试探地问少年，少年很快做出回应，使劲的摇着头，再问了一遍，少年还是摇头，还抬手指了指左边的山道。 其实攻略上写的很清楚，过桥是正道，不过，攻略是死的，人是活的。　　相信人还是相信攻略，这是个问！　　后来回想起来，提出这个问，就已经是脑子被驴踢了的表现。　　心里拿不准，指着木桥又问了一遍，少年坚决的摇摇头，催马走上左边山道停下来等我。　　少年很执着的等在前面，犹豫了半天跟上少年，爬上草坡，少年脸上绽开了笑容，竟然哼起曲子来，拍着马鞍冲我招招手，示意让我上马。　　我回头示意简单，简单很不屑的摇摇头，这下少年兴趣马上发生转移，掉转马头紧随简单身旁行走，眼睛直勾勾的盯着简单，曲子哼的更起劲了。　　翻过山坳，浓雾中传出犬吠声声，木屋前几只牧羊犬作势扑咬，一个汉子应声出门喝止。看到我们，汉子显得很激动，手舞足蹈抛出一长串话来，他越激动我心里越拧巴，因为他的汉话太拧巴。　　果然，我们走错了路，虽然人是活的攻略是死的，不过这次死的显然比活的更管用。　　好不容易逮着个能开口说话的牧人，连忙拉住他询问科克苏河上的溜索。　　“不在，没有了。”汉子连连摇头。　　“桥？木桥？在不在？”　　“不在，冲走了！”　　汉子的回答让我心里一沉，老米和简单心态很好，“到了河边再说吧。”　　汉子叫来一个老汉，指着树林方向，让他带我们抄近路插过去。   光线的诱惑　　随着老汉跨过独木桥，翻过山坡，走出树林，眼前豁然开朗，宽阔的斜坡草地一直延向浓雾弥漫的山谷。　　告别老汉，顺草坡而下，遮蔽山谷的浓雾仿佛被一只无形的手牵引，大幕般缓缓向上提起，山谷里的草甸、木屋、牛羊从大幕下一点一点显露出来，阳光星星点点洒落草场，沉睡的大地开始苏醒，盎然生机在起伏的山峦间涌动。　　由衷的喜悦在心里流淌，我踏露而行，缓步走进慢慢显露的梦幻世界。晨雾的帷幕慢慢拉开，云雾渐渐散去时的光线那么迷人，我和老米像中了魔似地，频频举起相机按下快门。　　帷幕吊胃口般走几步就拉开一点点，云雾一点一点的拉开，阳光一点一点的洒落，大脑已经停止了运转被视觉支配着，恍恍惚惚走上几步，就举起相机按下快门，三步一停，五步一顿，一点一点被诱惑着迈动脚步。　　这段路程的记忆很模糊，或者当时脑子里本就已经是模糊不清，简直就是一段魔幻的演绎，恍惚中已经不是在行走，似乎化作了一股快乐的溪流，从山坡上缓缓淌进雨后初晴的山谷牧场，就像一个蹩脚的后期剪辑作品，上一个镜头里我还在山坡上面对着茫茫白雾，下一个镜头切过来已经站在仙境般的谷地四处张望。　　雾气渐散，阳光一缕一缕穿透云雾，仿佛带着重量般冲坠到山谷草地，草尖上密集的露珠在阳光映射下精灵般熠熠生辉，仙境一样的通透色彩在山谷里流动，清鲜的青草芳香，湿润的泥土气息，伴随着袅袅缥缈的薄雾在草地上飘荡，沁人心脾。    都是迷路惹的祸 几道栅栏挡在面前，牧场上忙碌的妇人走过来指点我们从栅栏低矮处翻进去，刚落地，她的老公从木屋后转出来，热情邀请我们进屋喝茶。扔下背包径直往屋里去，我不敢客气，怕一客气就把机会给客气掉了。　　汉子叫卡德拉洪，他一眼瞥见我手里的相机，伸手就把老婆拉到面前，问我：“照相？”　　俗话说吃人的嘴软，这样的问话通常也就只是走个过场而已。　　卡德拉洪拉着老婆转来转去摆POSE，拍了逆光拍顺光、拍了牧场背景换木屋背景再换牛羊背景，拍完老婆接着拍夫妻照，也是顺光逆光牧场木屋牛羊换着花样来……　　好不容易折腾完，我还惦记着屋子里的热茶，正准备收工往屋里钻，卡德拉洪把手指塞进嘴里打出个响亮的呼哨，一个少年应声从山坡上拍马冲出，黑马少年冲到近前，原来是卡德拉洪二世驾临，于是又是一番排列组合，拍了儿子拍母子，拍了马上拍马下，拍了逆光拍顺光……　　相机装进包之前我环顾四周，忍不住多问了一句：“您，家里还有其他人吗？”卡德拉洪摇摇头把我们迎进木屋。　　按规矩进屋之前先洗手，炕桌上很快摆出奶茶、面饼、奶油，卡德拉洪手法熟练的切着熟羊肉。喝着醇香奶茶，嚼着香喷喷的羊肉，清炖羊肉是那样的鲜美，我忍不住说了一句：“都是迷路惹的祸啊！”老米砸吧着嘴连连点头。 山寨版挤奶工，性别优势很明显   天山牧场　　不知不觉就在卡德拉洪家里磨蹭了一个多小时，在简单的催促下才不舍作别。　　火辣的阳光从湛蓝天空洒落下来，潮湿的草地蒸腾起一团团雾气，紧贴着地面漂浮，像一丛丛白色的火焰在燃烧。　　皑皑雪山环绕山谷，峰顶冰雪在阳光下烁烁生辉，绿草如茵铺满大地，牛羊散落在草甸上悠闲的踱步，溪流切开绿草地蜿蜒流淌，潺潺的流水声悦耳动听，天地间透出恬静安详的气息。眼前这一切与脑子里臆想了无数遍的天山牧场竟然分毫不差，一种遥远又熟悉的感觉油然而生，心神安宁，信步缓行，我听得见心脏在舒缓的跳动。　　穿行在美丽的山谷，忍不住回头对老米感叹，这一段路大概就是天山牧场的精髓了吧。　　灿烂的阳光把坏天气带来的阴郁一扫而光，有了阳光的眷顾，整个山谷焕发出熠熠神彩。阳光也有副作用，自从它出现以后，我们的队伍行走起来就慢的像蜗牛，我和老米走走停停，尽情释放摁下快门的快感。　　现在回想起来，似乎从第二天开始，懒散悠游的种子就开始在队伍里萌芽，我和老米首先就已经在阳光、美景面前举手缴械，很默契的把拍照排在了第一位，那些出发前的徒步计划被有意无意的忽略掉。　　这些变化很微妙，一门心思追求傻走的简单竟然没有及时感知，也就没有提出抗议，这也无意中助长了我们的歪风邪气。　　可怕的是，这些行走中的变化，仅仅只是刚开始。    负重　　溪流在山谷流淌，马道穿行溪畔，行走在阳光照耀的青草地，与昨天的雨雾待遇相比，今天简直就是进了天堂。　　转过山弯，海拔3660米的包扎墩达坂跃入眼帘，雪山环绕，马道沿着山谷缓慢爬升，走过溪流上的木桥，坡度变陡，队伍开始渐渐拉长。　　出发前队伍减少了一个人，负重的压力陡然增加，因为乌孙出山后无法采购的原因，穿越夏特的很多物品不得不全程背负。在乌鲁木齐，背包过秤的结果让我们有点发怵，老米和简单分别是66斤、50斤，背包重量都超过了体重的一半，出发前反复测算的控制重量被大大突破。　　虽然每件超重物品都只超了一点点，但汇总起来就很可怕。食品主要由简单采购，按照清单检查时，每种食品的超重理由她都说的很充分——没有小包装、重量估计失误、某样东西特好吃必不可少、某样东西是为某样东西配套必不可少、某样东西是我没考虑到她想到的必不可少……这些理由我统统都能接受，她的一口袋护肤品超计划我也能忍受，她的不锈钢大饭盒纯属多余我咬着牙也忍了，但当她掏出一双沉甸甸的精钢筷子时，直接让我崩溃了，伸手夺过来要扔掉，简单着急的阻拦，“别！这是我家最好的筷子，用很多年了。”后来，每当她掏出这沉甸甸的传家宝吃饭，都会把我给重新刺激一次。　　清理半天的结果让我很郁闷，唯一减掉的就是我那把折叠大刀。　　组队时对老米的许诺是负重不超过50斤，主要是担心报价太高把他给吓退，毕竟这是他的第一次负重徒步。把人拉进队伍后给他说了实话——不超过55斤，我心里明白这个重量还有不少水分，毕竟我们的公司刚刚组建，业绩压力太大容易把新员工给吓跑。　　退出一名队员后报价顺势涨到60斤，通货膨胀的压力在那儿明摆着，所以这次涨价老米很理解。老米这人很重感情，虽然这个重量已经让他心里打鼓晚上睡不安稳，但作为多年老友，他显然不好意思到这个节骨眼上还拆我的吊桥。第一次负重就享受到这样良好的待遇，老米还没出门心里就已经是忐忑不安，在乌鲁木齐称重后更是显得心事重重。　　不过两天走下来大伙儿很快从心理和生理上都适应了背负，负重已经不是什么负担。老米只是抱怨背负重量严重影响立片的拍摄操作，这一点我也深受其苦，重压下的右肩右臂频繁抬起，不仅稳定性差，背包带紧勒下还有点呼吸困难，没多久我和老米的右肩就红肿起来，抬手拍立片简直就是煎熬。   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※ 墨脱 ※　　普通人很少知道，圈子内很有名，中国最后一个不通车的县城。进入墨脱必须要翻越喜马拉雅山脉东南段的多雄拉雪山或嘎隆拉雪山，两座雪山终年积雪，冬季11月-6月更是深达数米难以逾越。中间还要穿越亚热带原始雨林、蚂蟥山、老虎嘴天险，克服高原反应、恶劣天气、艰险环境重重考验。正是这样一个充满神秘的地方，吸引了无数户外爱好者来挑战，徒步墨脱就成了中国十大经典徒步路线之首，绝对是对体力、意志的一种挑战。　　※ 行走墨脱，与生命交换了一次意见 ※　　这只是同行的一位大哥的感言而已！无需豪言壮语，我们只是跟随着前人的脚步，走了过来。之前看过不少攻略，也算是有备而来吧，也知道其不同季节不同天气有不同的困难。就便是登泰山也是如此，更何况是墨脱呢。今年雨季来得特别早，当地人说今年从2月就开始下雨，几乎一直没间断，对我们而言算是不幸呢还是幸运？塌方、泥石流可不是儿戏，这次有一名队员就是在塌方处被滚石砸中胳膊，好在不是很严重，而另一名队员的登山杖被泥石流带着去了印度。还有一条登山杖永远留在了嘎隆拉雪山上。　　※ 四海旅社曾眼镜※ 隐藏在云雾中的墨脱县城 ※ 　　一朵盛开的莲花，无数人带着自己的梦想追随到这里！ 　　※ 行程 ※　　几乎跟大多数人一样，先到拉萨，然后次日乘坐班车到八一，然后包车到派镇。　　在拉萨住在了喜力家 -- 暮野驴社，见到不少8264的朋友倍亲切。　　Ｄ１　拉萨 -- 八一镇 -- 派镇　　　　拉萨东郊客运站10点前随时有去八一的班车，票价100元、120元、140元、170元不等，我们坐的100元的大巴，中间在松多吃午餐。　　　　下午5点多到达八一，接着在八一联系去派镇的班车，每人50元（人少不去，司机电话：13618940136），当晚8点多到达派镇。　　　　派镇门票150元（有两种方法可逃票），我们住的是雅谷饭店，间每人25元。　　Ｄ２　派镇 -- 松林口 -- 多雄拉 -- 拉格　　　　早上从派镇到松林口，可以让住宿的店老板帮着联系乘大卡车进山，很方便，每人30元，大约40分钟的路程。　　　　徒步从松林口出发，翻越4221米的多雄拉山口，夏季可以不用请向导，下雪时还是很有必要。　　　　体力好基本3小时内到山顶，再3小时能到拉格。我们7点20派镇出发，8点多到松林口开始徒步上山，10点30到山顶，下午1点30到拉格。　　　　如果体力好，当天可以赶到汉密，门巴人就是当天去了汉密，哈哈！！当然我们不能光走路，还要拍照的嘛！　　　　拉格住绵阳吉祥客栈，所谓的客栈就是简易木板房(进墨脱的人多了，有人在半路建立了几间木板房)，70元/天，含晚餐和次日早餐。老板是绵阳人，老板娘是门巴人。　　Ｄ３　拉格 -- 大崖洞 -- 汉密　　　　这段路相对最好走，没有岔路，原始森林里仅有的一条“水泥路”。最后到汉密时出现少量蚂蟥。一路原始森林，是俺迄今见过最原始的亚热带原始森林了。　　　　一般中午在大崖洞吃饭，早上9点出发，下午4点30到达。　　　　汉密住四海旅社曾眼镜那，也是70元/天，含晚餐和次日早餐，曾眼镜一个人在原始森林里呆了近10年，他自己就是一个传奇。　　Ｄ４　汉密 -- 阿尼桥 -- 二号桥 -- 三号桥 -- 解放大桥 -- 背崩　　　　这段路是最危险，以前进墨脱失踪的人几乎都是在这段路出事，门巴人也传说中间有些灵异现象，要注意队员间一定不要拉开距离。　　　　个人认为主要中间有几条岔路，走错了就是最大的麻烦。　　　　其中一条岔路过阿尼桥20分钟后右侧河上有一座无名桥，不能走。过本桥大约10多分钟到达二号桥。　　　　另一条岔路过2号桥20米，左侧向上去易工白，右侧向下去背崩。虽也有人经易工白、德兴到达过墨脱，但这段路难度要大很多。　　　　第三个岔路就是快到3号桥的时候，走下到河底的路线到桥上。还要注意三号桥到解放大桥中间的塌方要小心通过。　　　　背崩住宿也是70元/天，价格好像他们几个店家都协商好了的。　　Ｄ５　背崩 -- 亚让村 -- 墨脱县　　　　这段路可以称高速公路了，可以通越野车。背崩属于和印度的边防线，这里有驻军。中间到亚让村之前拔高不大，从德兴大桥那里才开始拔高，估计半个小时到一个小时就上去。　　　　上去就看到墨脱县城了，远看墨脱县城就是一朵隐藏在云雾中的莲花（建议次日早上再到这个位置拍一张）。　　　　我们住在了著名的莲花大酒店，准间50元/人，条件不错。传说中的林业局招待所和政府招待所都满客！　　　　当晚在莲花大酒店边上找了一家做石锅鸡的店，名字叫天上人间，哈哈！天上人间到处都有哈。　　Ｄ６　休整　　　　本来今天计划去仁钦崩寺-苯教的发源地，因为路途遥远加路途险恶未果。　　Ｄ７　墨脱 -- 马迪新村 -- 米日村 -- 113K -- 108K -- 100K -- 96K　　　　从墨脱到80K的道路全部被大雨冲塌，必须徒步到80K，一般需要2天时间，先到108K、然后到80K再乘车到52K。　　　　经过一天的休整体力不错，中午到了113K，就把第一天的计划调到100K，到100K后感觉时间还早，就又赶到了96K。　　　　96K吃住条件稍差，我们就无所谓了。第一家老板是甘肃人，老板娘是藏族，自己都没得吃。最后住给了他10元，晚餐10元，早餐10元（都是面条）。　　Ｄ８　96K -- 80K -- 52K　　　　继续出发，第一天多赶了路，这段较短相对轻松了不少。　　　　夜里下了大雨，中间泥石流塌方严重，局部涉水深度达1米，也是最危险的路段，就是这段路上牺牲了一条登山杖。　　　　从80K乘坐越野车直接到52K，每人200元，乘坐卡车每人100元，因为天气原因，那天简易路卡车都不能通行了。　　　　住宿52K每人45元含两餐。　　Ｄ９　52K -- 嘎隆拉 -- 24K -- 波密 -- 八一镇　　　　嘎隆拉隧道正在半山腰连夜施工，据说是8月份就打通了，以后出入墨脱就再不用翻嘎隆拉雪山了。　　　　嘎隆拉从山顶直接滑下来很过瘾，上山用了2个半小时，下山用了1小时，都从垭口直接滑下来。滑出的雪槽已经有2-3米深了。哈哈！高山滑雪！　　　　24K直接乘坐越野车返回波密县，每人50元。到波密后立即乘坐班车返回八一，越野车每人150元，瑞风商务车有130元的。　　　　晚上八一FB。　　Ｄ１０　八一镇 -- 拉萨　　　　还是乘坐大巴班车返回拉萨，每人100元。回到出发的地方 -- 喜力家。晚上德吉路继续FB。装备使用情况在本帖子第61页有详细回答！　全程无露营，全部住宿简易木板房客栈。费用明细供参考：23日拉萨站公交车12每人1元，大件行李1元喜力家住宿225每人25晚餐1136菜1汤24日早餐50拉萨八一大巴900每人100松多午餐1506菜1汤八一派镇班车450每人50派镇门票450每张150，买了3张，其他逃票派镇住宿225雅谷饭店晚餐1556菜1汤25日派镇早餐110面条+抄手松林口大卡车270每人3026日拉格630每人吃住70，酒另买27日汉密630每人吃住70，酒另买28日背崩630每人吃住70，酒另买墨脱石锅鸡520酒另买29日午餐1806菜1汤酒另买晚餐1706菜1汤酒另买住宿900每人50两天10030日96K吃住275酒另买31日80K午餐18080K包车1800每人20052K吃住405每人451日24K乘车450每人50波密八一班车1240八一晚餐305酒另买2日八一拉萨班车810每人90松多午餐140拉萨晚餐284(7人) 酒另买拉萨住宿225每人25※ 一行９人在墨脱县莲花广场合影　　　　从左到右：兔子、没钱不帅、林海雪原、风萧萧、飞鸟、开心笑、临渊羡鱼、边界、虎狼漫步 ※　天路　※　　5月21日，我们一行9人踏上了西行的列车，经过50多个小时于23日晚到达圣城拉萨，一座天堂里的城市。平均海拔4000多米的青藏高原充满了神奇，昆仑山、唐古拉山、念青唐古拉山，还有美丽的青海湖、可可西里、那曲草原。雪山脚下，天地之间，藏羚羊、黄羊、野驴、牦牛一路相伴。云那么白，天那么蓝！虽不是第一次进藏，可看到这高原美景就忍不住拿出相机咔嚓个不停。大脑也随之开始兴奋...※　有一种色彩叫深蓝※　天路　※　　从上车一直到格尔木才拿出相机，走出站台感受一下高原的晨曦，顺便和列车合影一张，哈哈※　天路　※　　青藏铁路格（尔木）拉（萨）段，中间越过昆仑山、可可西里、长江源头、唐古拉山、那曲草原、念青唐古拉山。这一段是青藏铁路最美的一段，雪山、白云、绿草之间有黄羊、羚羊、牦牛、野驴一路相伴。※ 车窗外的雪山※　天路　※　　可可西里，野马？野驴？看着像驴，据说是藏野马！哈哈※　天路　※　　坐在车窗前，望着车窗外的白云，列车上播放着歌颂高原的曲子...我们一路来到拉萨※　天路　※　　坐着火车去拉萨，对我来说只有这样才能感觉到是真正的旅行。※　天路　※　　天是那么的宽，地是那么的广※　天路　※　　翻过了唐古拉山※　天路　※　　这是一条通往天堂的路※　天路　※　　青藏铁路※　天路　※　　青藏铁路、青藏公路交汇处※　到达拉萨　※　　到了拉萨当然要去喜力家的暮野驴社看看啦，哈哈！整体感觉不错。从火车站乘坐89路公交车1元到人民体育场下车，小胡同进30米就到了，很好找。距离大昭寺很近，不过从大昭寺到暮野方向感不是很强的人就可能麻烦些了。　　光头大厨炒的东北菜挺适合山东人口味，嘿嘿，这是实话！※ 大昭寺广场的柱子， 从喜力家楼顶能清楚看见它和布达拉宫。※　到达拉萨　※　　从大昭寺去喜力家，一个比较好的方法：面向玛吉阿米左侧的路一直下去，看到清真寺右侧回拐30米即可到达。很遗憾喜力家楼上没有挂个牌子，初次过去的话可能还是不知所措！※　从拉萨到派镇　※　　派镇，是公路的终点，也是徒步的起点，也是雅鲁藏布江大峡谷的入口点。5月24日，早上从拉萨东郊客运站乘上到八一的班车，一路沿着拉萨河逆流而上，中午翻过米拉山口。米拉山口海拔5013米，是拉萨河与尼洋河的分水岭，不同的是拉萨河向西流，尼洋河向东流，相同的是都汇入雅鲁藏布江。过米拉山口之后，景色完全变了，顺美丽的尼洋河而下，两边森林植被明显增多，一山四季垂直分布，景色美丽至极。到达八一镇后立即包车连夜赶往派镇，司机告诉我们，一黑龙江女孩10天前在去墨脱的路上失踪，一两天前有农民工冻死在嘎隆拉山上（据说临死前嘴里还叼着一颗香烟）。司机师傅嘱咐我们在林芝机场检查站不要说去墨脱（否则不让进），说是去直白看南迦巴瓦峰。晚上我们在司机的推荐下入住雅谷饭店，并为我们联系好了去松林口的卡车。　　夜里下了很大的雨，好在次日转晴，否则是不能上山了。5月25日，搭上联系好的卡车，一路碎石路拔高而上，山路颠簸如坐过山车。雅鲁藏布江大峡谷云雾弥漫如仙境一般，可惜没能腾出手拍下一张照片，就这样跟一路美景擦肩而过。一路拔高到松林口下车后又开始下起小雨，冲锋衣、雨衣、绑腿打好上山。山下面下雨，上面下雪，而阻挡在我们面前的是海拔4221米的多雄拉雪山。　　没的选择，进墨脱就必须要越过他，从松林口出发。。。※　318国道米拉山口上的经幡※ 从拉萨到派镇 ※　　5月24日沿着318国道赶往八一镇，318国道就是川藏南线，可以称之为中国最美景观大道。很羡慕那些川藏线上的骑行者！他们从成都到拉萨一般需要骑行２０多天，很佩服！梦想着将来也有一天自己也能从成都骑行到拉萨一趟。　　※ 从拉萨到派镇 ※　　一路随处可见飘荡的经幡，寄托着藏胞们美好的心愿！※ 从拉萨到派镇 ※　　米拉山口、尼洋河成了路上独特的风景，吸引了大量路客驻足留影留念。※ 尼洋河中流砥柱巨石。※ 从拉萨到派镇 ※　　尼洋河上空的蓝天！※ 从拉萨到派镇 ※　　去八一路上看到的雪山！※ 从拉萨到派镇 ※　　车子进入林芝地区后，山体植被明显增多。不愧西藏的江南美誉。※ 从拉萨到派镇 ※　　班车到达八一镇下午5点多了，正常班车已经没有了，站内找车包车去派镇需要600元/车，是些去米林的金杯车班车。站外找车要便宜些，500就能搞定。　　　　其实可以直接给去派镇的班车司机打电话，班车也可包车，有人随时会走，每人50元。我们9人花了450元去派镇，很顺利！特意留了班车电话供参考：13618940136，司机是四川人，很不错！※ 八一到派镇的班车，出发时下午6点了。※ 从拉萨到派镇 ※　　八一镇老鹰广场雕塑，经过时隔着车窗拍了一张。※ 从拉萨到派镇 ※　　经过机场大桥后大约30分钟后，到达尼洋河汇入雅鲁藏布江的江河汇流处，好心的司机停车让我们拍照。由于天气有些晚，光线也不足，就随便记录了一张。※ 尼洋河江河汇流处※ 从拉萨到派镇 ※　　到达派镇时已经黑天了，但是售门票的依然还在，去墨脱也要收150元，什么道理？快要到派镇时决定留几个在车上把包带进大门，几个喜欢探索的决定顺河边进去（不推荐！）。※ 派镇的早晨※ 从拉萨到派镇 ※　　在卫星图基础制作了一份手绘图，并附上了派镇街区图，仅供参考。路上只有注食宿的地点能住宿，其他地方都不行。※ 自制的徒步路线图※ 从拉萨到派镇 ※　　派镇住的是雅谷饭店，售票处第一个能看的招牌就是，到据说是镇上条件最好的，是司机推荐的，条件真不错，25元/人。网上不少人推荐去兄弟饭店、川渝饭店。([]

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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([]