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杨美君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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王筱虹注：请点击下方的“只看该作者”，方便浏览。谢谢。 洞穴是美丽的，洞穴是富有挑战性的，洞穴也是充满危险的。 探洞，对很多人来说还比较陌生。黑暗和丧失方向感是绝大多数人从未体验过的。黑暗、幽闭给人的紧张和恐惧远远大于人们对洞穴本来奇形怪状风光的认识。人要怎样克服自身对未认知世界的恐惧、现有感官在黑暗未知中所产生的种种不安？探洞正是这样一种极具挑战性的心理对抗战运动，它的魅力就在于你永远不知道你的下一步会看见什么，会发现什么，能满足你无限的想象，不断探索的欲望和好奇心。 相信很多人看过《黑暗侵袭》或《夺命深渊》这类的电影，对洞穴里面的食人怪物和探洞者迷失方向的恐惧记忆犹新。这次把作业交到游记攻略版，也是希望让更多的人了解洞穴以及神秘的洞穴生物，对这种无人涉足的地下世界有一个全新的认识。并以我和娟子为教训，千万不要学我俩哦！我和娟子的探险系列：业余选手三探雨扇洞： https//bbs.8264.com/thread-1872892-1-1.html一路上有你，凶险的探寻之旅我没有一丝恐惧（孤岛烟儿炮鬼吹灯+鬼宅探秘）贺岁帖 ：https//bbs.8264.com/thread-1988167-1-1.html陪你去冒险，在黑暗的迷窟中点一盏不灭的明灯（寻龙记+入阴河）https//bbs.8264.com/thread-2020255-1-1.html 四年前在沈阳，刚认识娟子的时候，她一个小姑娘独自住在一幢二层楼里，也不害怕。而且晚上还把窗帘拉的严严实实，躲在房间里看恐怖片，音量放的大大的。这不禁让我对她刮目相看。经过死缠烂打，最后一直追她到了大辽河边，才终于打动了她的心。哈哈，现在回忆起来还很甜蜜。 我和娟子在南方一年半的时间里，进深山，漂江河，钻丛林，探洞穴。曾险被瀑布冲进山洞里；曾在深夜跳入野湖中寻觅发出绿光的眼睛；曾几次在森林中迷路；曾在山洞中被巨大的蝙蝠攻击。。。。。。因为在这里，我俩没有朋友，所以每次出去探险，都没有第三人知道，这也增加了危险系数。我们两个人，同甘苦，共患难，幸运之神一次次的眷顾了我俩，每次的化险为夷也让我俩增加了户外经验，学会了如何预见危险，躲避危险。 为什么我明"毒帖“二字呢？说起来有点惭愧。我曾在天涯论坛上发过一篇探洞的帖子，这家伙，铺天盖地的板儿砖拍的我蒙灯转向。其实，向我提出意见的，无论言词有多尖刻，我都能虚心接受并表示感谢。但偏偏有那么一帮人，张嘴闭嘴就是”找死“二字，我很反感。谁的生命也不是大风刮来的，谁都有父母亲人和责任。我和娟子也一样。虽然我们两人喜欢冒险，但每次都把安全放在首位。并不像这些人所说的为自己寻找刺激而给别人带来麻烦。还有一些人回帖里说，我的帖子是“毒帖”，例如这个回帖： 我在这里给亲爱的驴友们一点提示，户外运动风险级别高的，尽量不要轻易挑战。如果喜欢探洞，可以选择一些已经探明而且难度不大的洞穴，探洞之前，多学习一些和洞穴有关的知识，装备很重要，最好有向导，至少三人以上团队，洞口有接应人员。我和娟子虽然也懂这些，但克制不住内心冒险的欲望，虽然积累了一点探洞经验，但像我俩这样，风险系数还是很大，所以请大家以我俩为戒，切勿效仿。 此次我俩探洞的装备如下：双肩包2个快干裤2条牛仔裤2条外套2件头盔2顶筒靴2双运动鞋2双PVC牛筋挂胶手套2双强光手电1把备用3800毫安的18650电池4节LED手电筒4把袖珍手电2把蜡烛3根打火机2只蒙古刀1把 （开山用）瑞士军dao一把高倍望远镜1架口罩2只（蝙蝠屎尿气味很难闻）眼镜2副（防止抬头的时候，蝙蝠屎拉到眼睛里）长焦相机配8节2300毫安电池长短三脚架各一副创可贴若干花露水一瓶月饼1斤饮用水4升嗯，大概就这些东西吧，装备比较简陋。专业的探洞设备价格很昂贵，一套好的探洞装备起码上万，承受不起，所以我和娟子商定，遇到洞中的竖井绝不尝试下探。由于我的文化水平有限，写不出妙笔生花的文字，只能用大白话来叙述本次探洞经历，帖子比较长，逐步更新中。最近心情比较沮丧。寻找千尸洞失败，寻找桃花洞失败，寻找曾家对门山洞失败，而这次寻找的山洞连名字都没有，更没有路线。只是我和娟子在一次徒步穿越的时候，在山中看到一户人家。向这家的一个老人打听才得知，山中有一个洞穴。老人只给我俩指出了大概的方向，并说那里根本无路可走，但我和娟子还是决心尝试一下。寻找洞穴入口我是深有体会，不是一般的困难。想在荆棘密布，草深林密的山中找到洞口，谈何容易。刚进山，我就被成群的蚊虫叮咬。虽然裸露的皮肤都喷上了花露水，但也不管用。照片中可以清晰的看到我后脖子被咬了很多包，又疼又痒，这不禁让我想起《荒野求生》中的贝爷穿越原始丛林的镜头。 我的双手被带刺的植物划的都是口子，鲜血淋漓。娟子比我强不少，只有少处划伤。接连翻了两座山头，由于野草太高，即使站在山顶也什么都看不到，只能上树了。爬到树上，向远处观望，发现了老人所指的一片竹林。下树后继续前行。 这是一条虎斑游蛇，微毒。大概很多人都见过，在我国分布很广。在东北，土名叫“野鸡脖子”。不过前几年有日本科学家新发现，被这种蛇咬伤后，会引起脑出血，在日本已生产出抗虎斑游蛇毒血清。我在年少时曾经抓过这种蛇，捕捉的时候，它会高昂脑袋，头和脖子扁扁的，做出攻击状。如果在手里把玩一会儿，手就有一股腥臭的味道。最奇怪的是，这种蛇在后脖子喷出毒液，只要不射进眼睛里，就没什么问。我发现这条蛇的时候，因为手有点抖动，所以拍的不是很清晰。等我再想拍第二张的时候，它就窜进草丛中不见了。历尽千辛万苦，终于找到了洞口所在。这是我和娟子一个多月以来，经历了数次失败后，找到的全新洞穴。心情很激动，站在洞口边，发现洞道向下延伸，虽然坡度有点陡，但难度不是很大。里面漆黑一片，到底会有什么样的景致在等待我俩呢？ 我国历史上有记载的洞穴探险始于明代徐霞客。英国人李约瑟称徐霞客的著作与其说是17世纪知识分子的著述，不如说是20世纪的野外考察记录。遗憾的是他没有绘下一分洞穴图纸，不知是失传，还是当时的他没有想到？继徐霞客之后，我国的洞穴探险后继乏人，于是洞穴成了我国遗留在大地上的“最后的”神秘所在。 和欧美等国相比，我国拥有的洞穴数与我国从事探洞活动的人数很不相称。近年来我国已有群众性洞穴组织了：1984年贵州省地理学会建立的我国第一个洞穴组织—洞穴专业委员会；1987年广州华南师范大学建立的洞穴研究协会；1987年建立的广西柳州洞穴协会；1989年设立的中国科学探险学会洞穴探险部；1991年中国地质学会等。直至今天，民间洞穴探险队也开始活跃起来。具有代表性的有重庆洞穴探险队，浙江洞穴探险队，疯子探险队等。这些洞穴探险队有着资深的探洞经验和救援技术，为我国的洞穴研究开发做出了很大的贡献。 我和娟子只能算是业余业余再业余的选手，哈哈。不过也能体验到其中的乐趣就够了。简单的换好衣服，我和娟子准备下洞。 说实话，娟子的攀岩技术比我要强不少，很多时候都是她抢在前面探路。这次也不例外。（说这话我都脸红）。我们两人安全到了洞底，洞底距离洞口大概不到十米，仔细查看了一下周围的环境，没发现有蛇类活动。抬头看看洞外，不知道再次看见阳光会是什么时候了。 再次检查和调试了一下手电。然后就准备在我身后的小洞口钻进去。 探洞一般可以分为两种：即水洞探险和干洞探险。水洞的探险指洞内有常年地下水流的岩溶洞穴。干洞是脱离了自由水面的化石洞，发育在地势较高的地方，发育的历史较长，洞内往往被各种多彩多姿的钟乳石所装饰，目前我俩还不能确定这个洞穴到底属于哪一种类型。正式进入到了黑暗之中，蹑足潜踪，放轻脚步，以防惊起成群的蝙蝠，那可一点也不好玩儿。 其实早在北宋,王安石的《游褒禅山记》中就提到其探洞的经历,“余与四人拥火以入,入之愈深,其进愈难,而其见愈奇”。王安石无限感慨地说着他的遗憾,认为自己半途而返是缺乏探索精神,以致出洞后追悔莫及。时至今日,他的那份心情,依然能够穿越时空的阻隔,清楚地摆在我们面前。当然,这位伟大的文学家兼改革家做梦也没有想到,一千多年后的今天,我和娟子继续体验他曾经痴迷的探洞心情。脚下非常难走，洞穴一路向下延伸，这里是另外一个奇妙的世界，我俩正在为“自己心中的神秘”而探索 ！ 哈哈，又看到了这种家伙。在我探过的所有洞穴中，无一例外都有它的身影。学名“灶马”，也有人叫它洞穴蟋蟀。是有名的洞窟性及群栖性昆虫。在洞中，它以蝙蝠粪便和小昆虫为食，自己也被蝙蝠和洞穴蜘蛛所吞食。 形态各异的石头开始出现了，这块大石裂开了一个口子，我怎么看，怎么像一个巨大鳄鱼的眼睛。这种石头形成的原因是含钙高的水滴在石头上，日积月累就形成了这种特有的乳白色。 娟子每次在洞穴中的某块石头前，都要驻足仔细观看很久，也不知道她能看出什么来。喊她几次才肯走。哈哈，我都习惯了。 寂静黑暗的洞穴中，我和娟子步伐很慢，仔细观察周围的环境。这个洞穴貌似还没有人类留下的痕迹，这也就增加了本次探洞的危险性。抬头观望，上面有一个支洞，洞口狭窄。对探洞者来说，如果不是迫不得已，尽量不要去钻这种细小的岔洞。我记得有一个洞穴探险者，强行钻进这样的小洞，不慎被洞壁卡住，进退两难。最后，队友用残忍的办法——敲碎他的肩胛骨，才得以脱身。 隐约听见了吱吱的叫声和翅膀拍打的声音。顺着声音寻去，不出所料，在我俩去路的上方，聚集着一群蝙蝠。我和娟子在第二次探雨扇洞的时候，曾拍摄到了一只巨大的蝙蝠。第三次探雨扇洞的时候，被蝙蝠屎尿的气味熏的刺鼻辣眼，因为怕氨中毒，最后退了出来。关于蝙蝠，我在《业余选手三探雨扇洞》的帖子里有详细的介绍，这里就不多废话了。由于蝙蝠往往携带狂犬病毒，所以尽量不要招惹它们，被惊醒的蝙蝠群是很可怕的。所幸现在我俩遇到的蝙蝠群并不很大，也比较安静，我俩尽量的轻手轻脚，以求安全通过。 要想继续前行，必须紧贴着这群蝙蝠才能过去。娟子又要先行通过，我拉住她，让她躲在一块石头后面，我先上去看看情况。 记得我发过一个探洞贴，有个驴友给我回帖说，蝙蝠有超声波，怎样飞都不会撞到你。就连电视上的动物世界和学校的课本里，都这么说。但事实并非如此。受惊的蝙蝠根本不辨方向，好似没头的苍蝇一样乱撞。这种情况，每个探洞者都曾经历过。所以还是小心为妙。我悄悄爬了过去，慢慢直起腰，蝙蝠和我近在咫尺，只要一伸手就能抓到，但它们还是安静的倒挂在石壁上，对我不理不睬。 顺利的在蝙蝠下面经过，松了口气，继续前行。面前一块石头，就在相片的左下角位置，看起来像一头母狮的脑袋。 感谢各位驴友回帖支持，继续更新中。。。。。。 我和娟子前行的路，一直都在向下延伸，没有检测海拔的设备，所以也不知道现在我俩具体深度是多少。前面又是一个崖壁，我仔细看看，坡度不大，应该容易下去。安全到底，路就比较平坦了。洞壁或洞顶流出的饱含碳酸钙的薄层水流沉积形成褶状流石的石幔，在手电的照射下，非常漂亮。各种奇异的石头，在地底不知沉睡了几百万，几千万年，才有了今天这样的形状。如果近距离拍摄观察，会觉得更加漂亮。 又向前行进了一段路，忽然发现前面的石头上，趴着一只大蚰蜒。有人叫它“地蜈蚣”，它的头部后面有一个环节、有一对钩状颚足，颚足末端成爪状，爪的顶端有毒腺开口，能分泌毒液，触及人体皮肤后即可致局部疱疹，令人刺痛难受。常见的蚰蜒体长25—-30毫米，洞穴蚰蜒就要大很多了。我见到的这只大蚰蜒比筷子还粗，身长近10厘米。 七绕八拐，沿途做了一些记。为了不给溶洞造成大的污染，我只是用容易降解的白纸，塞在比较明显的石缝中。如果返回，再逐一取出。 又向下行走了一段路，进入了一个比较宽阔的洞厅。这里湿气很重，并漂浮着浓浓的雾气。由于长时间闻着石灰岩的气味，所以嗅觉有点麻木了。我仔细闻了很久，没发现有瓦斯或者别的异味。小心的点燃了蜡烛，观察到火苗的颜色没有改变，燃烧正常。相反，如果发现火焰闪烁，表明氧气不足或二氧化碳含量已达3％，这时要特别注意，二氧化碳含量达到10％时火苗熄灭，会迅速致命。当然这样的情况不多。目前我国只在云南发现个别洞穴二氧化碳含量较高。 虽然没有什么危险，但感觉身上有点冷了。从背包里取出外套穿上，和娟子商量了一下，如果前面雾气依然很大，我俩就不再继续下探。([]
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station”，基本上我们没有囫囵的话，只能是蹦单词，一路上令我最郁闷的就是，缅甸恨不得要饭的都会说英语，而我也算是半个知识分子却完全靠蹦单词，肢体语言以及悟性来搞明白所以事宜。最终老公居然谈妥4个人10000K的价格，比攻略上便宜不少呢，这时碰上一对南宁的夫妇，想和我们拼车，15000K6个人搞定，在后来换钱，买火车票等环节上，英文不错的小龙夫妇给了我们很多的帮助，唯一让我乐不可支的是小龙夫人英语虽然不错，但是数字功夫不怎么地，谈车费时居然把15000K听成50美金，在后来的旅途中，这种误听还有好几次。虽然我没有听懂对方说的数字，但我有攻略上的价格参考，认为那是绝不可能的。 说起来缅甸的司机真有耐心，到市内先把我们带到兑换点，当天的汇率1美金850K，比攻略上还好一点。300美金可以换到255000K，瞬间变成大富翁，都是1000一张的，一大把钱就那么用皮筋一捆，扔到背囊里，钱夹已经完全失去了作用。换完钱发现小龙的千元纸币和我们的不是一个版本，要大出许多，于是又一番折腾各自互换一张作纪念。 紫云在这里受到第一次打击，虽然攻略上说的很明白美金必须是新崭崭的，但是她没太在意，带的美金没有一张没有折痕的，基本上是不给兑换的。 曼德勒一出机场，就看到传说中的男人穿裙子三张变成了这么大一捧 到火车站买火车票多亏了有小龙夫人的帮助，一进站见人依然是一个词“train ticket”，于是对方指着二楼回答了一句什么，应该就是在二楼吧，于是冲上二楼就见一大溜售票口，空无一人，没有买票的。找个里面有人的窗口又是一个词“BAGAN”，对方显然知道这么打扮的人是游客，要去蒲甘，于是说了一堆话，其中我们逮住了一个词“ten”，其余皆没听懂，但已然明白是10号窗口，可是到了10号却没有人，到了另一个窗口问，依然听懂一个“ten”，再看10号窗口已然来了一个秃顶的老头，跟他说去蒲甘，这是小龙夫人来了，我听见她跟那老头说要“first-class”，老头说一个人10美金，我们说可以，老头开始很认真地填写车票，写好车票交钱时，我让紫云先用她那些人家不给兑换的旧美金试试，紫云拿出两张10美金，一张20美金，老头恨不得用放大镜一张张的鉴定，结果是全部不行，有折痕的不行，有污垢的不行，紫云再拿一张换换，还是不行，紫云只好将所有的美金扇面打开让老头挑，最终老头只认可了一张20的，我拿出100的，老头示意没钱找，我们几人面面相觑，认可的没钱找，零的人家嫌旧不收，在攻略上已经知道缅甸不收旧钱，但根本没有引起注意拿了一把旧钱，换不了也花不了的紫云，满脸无奈又无辜，基本上她的美金全用不了，小余的一半用不了，幸亏在昆明又换了一些，昆明银行的人了解缅甸，所以全部给的新钱。这样一来我们俩只有900美金，紫云的基本用不成，小余大概也就是五六百美金能用。这是缅甸给我们上的第一课，旧一点的美金不能用这是真的。最终4个人才算凑起来40美金，前后折腾了快半个小时，才算拿到那张珍贵的纸片，正面是价格和车次，背面是手写的座号。除我们空无一人的售票大厅认真填写火车票的老头和站台，注意那个站台，看起来好像还算正规，等我们出发往蒲甘去的时候才真正见识了缅甸的铁路。事实上收集攻略时就已经知道缅甸的火车很令人惊喜（震惊），但好奇心强的我还是想知道到底震惊到什么程度，一是出于省时间省一晚住宿费用，二是希望能体验缅甸各种交通工具，所以整个旅程中3段长途移动，分别为火车，汽车和飞机，事实上3段中唯一能让我们了解到缅甸老百姓交通状况的只有这趟火车，即使我们坐了头等席，依然是比较惊喜，具体惊喜请关注后续章节 买完火车票终于踏实了，于是和小龙两口一起去找饭店，他们打算先玩曼德勒，而我们想最后玩曼德勒，先去了他们目的花园酒店，结果没房，再去了ET,还是没房，要说那个缅甸司机人真是好，先去换钱，再去买车票，然后是一家家地找酒店，让去哪里就是去哪里毫无怨言，在后来的旅途中的种种经历总结一句话，缅甸人民个个都是活雷锋，只要看到你有困难，立刻会有人上前帮忙，和国内事不关己高高挂起的现状有明显的反差。最终在文豪酒店找到了房间，不过曼德勒的酒店涨价很厉害，根本找不到20美金以下的房间，小龙两口也算踏实了。 也就有了观赏街景的心情。ET酒店，一家经济型酒店，住的人不少，但网评不怎么地，回程住了两晚，感觉一般 缅甸的第一餐是在曼德勒文豪酒店附近的街角大排档进行的，我们4人和刚刚相识的小龙两口一起吃的，一进餐厅就见老公跑到里面放了很多菜品材料的地方，指手画脚的说着什么，很疑惑他怎么看着那么得心应手，似乎没有任何障碍，等他回桌前一问，才知道里面有个女孩能说汉语，东南亚旅行好处就在这里，能够求助的说汉语的人非常多，这也是我们初级境外自助游首选东南亚的原因，难度低成本也低，等东南亚和亚洲基本转完，积累了一定的经验后，再考虑非洲和南美，那里是我的中期目，至于欧洲，澳洲，美国那样的地方等老了再说吧。在急剧全球化的时代，还是先选那些保留了更多原始自然和民俗的地区，已经现代化的地区也变不到那里去 感慨先搁着一下，看看我们的晚餐吧。有鱼有菜有肉，还有鲜榨的各式果汁，尤其是那个菠萝汁特别浓，还有很多未完全打碎的果粒，美味极了。其它的还有木瓜，鲜橙，柠檬等等，这么一餐总共才花了17000多，和一人3000左右，后来的每一餐基本上都是这个准。 饭后离火车发车还有一段时间，几个人就在街上乱转熟悉环境，但是真是没有什么好转的，什么也没有。看见一个小店就进去看看，小龙和小余一人买了一条隆基，在后来的旅行中，小余特别中意那条隆基，时不时打开隆基的扎口晃晃，凉快一下然后再系上。我和紫云还有小龙夫人则买了缅甸人涂在脸上防晒的那种香木粉，然后几个人把自己涂的花猫一般，逗得店家乐不可支。 出了店家看见街头卖槟榔的，拿一种什么树叶子，里面图上白色的石膏装的东西，再放上几颗敲碎的槟榔包起来，然后几个一起放进塑料袋中，老公好奇买了一包让大家品尝，没有愿意尝试，只有老公拿了一个放进嘴里，其它人都呲牙咧嘴地看着老公的反映，老公强作镇定对大家说，好吃极了，大家都尝尝，结果是没人上他的当。 一进火车站见人就问“BAGAN”，原以为是车站中间那个看起来还算正规的站台和车道，但对方却指着进门后左手一直走的方向，说去蒲甘的站台在那边。 按照他指的方向朝前走，倒还真有另外一个站台和车道，站台上横七竖八，或坐或卧着很多当地人，带着大包小裹。只是越往前走越疑惑，那条车道上面杂草丛生，还有很多垃圾，怎么看也不像能走火车，倒像极了废弃的铁道。 于是再次找人问，所有的人都及其确定地指着那条荒草丛生的铁路，说“this way”，依然是感觉疑惑，老公很聪明的指着铁丝网隔开的里面那条还算正规的站台和铁道说，应该是那条吧，只不过在这边候车，车来了门一开就可以到那边上车。 但是问到的所有人，甚至是看到我们是游客主动打招呼的人，都是指着那道荒弃般的铁道，说着“BAGAN"。再往前走，看到一列车停在那道上，一个身穿制服貌似铁路工作人员的人，再次指着那条铁道，说那是去蒲甘的，但那车不是。至此虽然我们百般不相信，但事实蒲甘的车就是从那条废弃一般的车道上发车。此时那列车不知什么时候开走了，我一直朝前走，直到一个牌子前，上面写着缅文，搞不清楚是不是蒲甘的意思。 总之就等着吧，紫云和小余看到旁边的一条街上好像有商店，于是就去逛去了，那里已经是站外了。我和老公是在没劲折腾了，站台上也没有坐的地方，就到道边的店里要了一杯啤酒等待，几乎进店里的所有人看见我们俩就比划出9跟手指，他们是告诉我们去蒲甘的车9点发车，缅甸人真是太热心了，和人情冷漠的国内完全是两回事，这种感觉其实是旅行缅甸的最大收获。 后来我要上卫生间，店里的热情的把我带过去，进门时看见貌似要收钱，但我进去却没有问我要，仔细观察发现那里上厕所不要钱，但另外一边是公共淋浴间，洗澡是收费的。在缅甸最大的感受是虽然所有的设施及其简陋，人看起来也黑乎乎的，但其实比国内要卫生的多，至少卫生间不像在国内靠鼻子就可以找到，缅甸的卫生间几乎都是没有一点味道的。 从卫生间一出来就看到车道上停了一列车，透过窗户看到其中一节的座位上套着白座套，想来那就是我们要坐的头等席吧。赶快回去和老公会合，回去的路上又是所有迎面过来的人，都指着那列车说着“BAGAN”,天呐，缅甸人民可真个个都是活雷锋啊，如此的热心帮助他人。 车是那种窄轨列车，所有一排只有3个座位，很宽大，有点像飞机头等舱的座位，没有空调电扇也不转，好在所有的门窗都是敞开的。([]
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简登妃早已不记得上一次写游记是何时了，因为懒因为没有文字功底因为麻烦因为一切。。。这次出发之前就决定了无论如何要写，多年后以便翻看。我不会华丽的润色，只有直白的叙事，图片也是原图，未加修饰，所以各位就凑合着看吧。 一年里，假期，是我日夜期盼的日子。用一段短暂自由的时光进行一次异地或是异域的旅行，到陌生的环境去体验新的生活，经历更多以认识更好的自己。崔健在“假行僧”里说，“我要从南走到北，我还要从白走到黑，我要人们看到我但不知道我是谁”。今年继续西行，再次进藏，旨在阿里。阿里转山，说实话，我对自己很没把握，体力和意志早已被长期的城市生活消磨殆尽，可是我，想去。拜此次出行所赐，结识了一帮损友，茉莉和无泪费心做好了路书，我们明目张胆的享受，嘻嘻。。。初见时的拘束，离别时的拥抱和泪水，伴随着欢笑和喜悦，真实的风景真实的自己和他人，只有经历过才能成为回忆。远游异乡，一路上吃过糌粑，啃过羊肉，饮过酥油茶，穿过荒凉藏北，曾在冈仁波齐经历恶劣的气候，也曾触摸过古格历史的沧桑。八千里路云和月，我们一起看过美丽的风景，流连于每一个美妙的措畔，迷失在路上短暂的光阴里。旅行的美妙，不在于我们去到了哪些名胜古迹，而是能有一段飘泊的时间，随心所欲的到处走走，无所事事的发呆，或是在小巷子里迷路，看看当地居民为什么事而幸福快乐，让我们从一个自己呆腻了的地方，到一个别人呆腻了的地方，离开熟悉的环境去探索陌生的风景。西藏，是一个梦，我们既是逐梦人，也是造梦者。带着新鲜的记忆，且让我用普通的相机和笨拙的手法，粗糙但真实的记录下其中的一些片段，让朋友们透过我的眼睛看我看过的风景，也为了我忘却的纪念。 和伙伴们约好了7月12日拉萨出发，至于怎么到拉萨，大家就各显神通了，我早了几天到拉萨，混迹拉萨街头，因为之前就到过西藏，所以这几天过得格外颓废，不是在茶馆里喝甜茶，就是在书店里懒散的写下几张明信片或是早起跟着人潮涌动的转经队伍围着布达拉宫转动经筒，多少个晨昏，我坐在大昭寺门前的台阶上，看着那些虔诚的身影，聆听他们的身体和大地碰撞的声音 拉萨之于藏民来说就如同麦加之于伊斯兰教一样，是朝圣者们的终极目的地。拉萨那作为圣城的浓重的宗教气息，朝圣者们围着布达拉宫围着大昭寺转经，磕着数量惊人的长头，经年累月，寒暑往来，虔诚不改。大昭寺门前的青石板经无数人的匍匐，早已被磨得光滑。而那些来自青海云南四川的虔诚信徒们，他们带上家里的所有来到这里，穷尽毕生所有奉献给菩萨，以求得到来世的解脱和幸福。拉萨就是这么一座奇怪的城市，至今依然如此奇怪，世俗与神圣搅在一起，美丽与丑陋搅在一起，你只有无数的新奇与诧异，它有时会让你喘不过气来，有时又会让你屏住呼吸。 7月9日，西藏博物馆，如同内地的其他博物馆一样，馆内一样收藏了许多的石器和陶瓷制品，关于这些我就不再详加赘述，这里是西藏，我就捡些和西藏有关的说说好了。这颗金印是康熙五十二年时册封五世达赖罗桑益西为“臣额尔德尼”时所赐之金印。五世达赖对于当时的政局稳定起到了很大的作用，他坚持和睦团结，，人们都称他为“伟大的五世”。早在很久之前，藏传佛教就随着当时吐蕃的军事，政治的极大扩张而兴盛起来了，吐蕃的赞普让家中的长子出家为僧以示对佛教的尊崇，更让佛教徒参与政事，以至于之后西藏形成了政教合一的政治格局，这才有了六世达赖仓央嘉措的悲剧。那个被政治牺牲的年轻的生命和他那小心翼翼的无处安放的爱情。贝叶经，原产于印度，巴基斯坦，克什米尔等地，是用金汁或是银汁书写在一种叫作贝加罗树叶上的珍贵的佛教经典。由于战争，许多的经书都遭到了毁坏，而西藏由于兴佛而引进了很多的佛教经典，当然也包括了贝叶经，因此避过战乱而得以保存。所以现在是贝叶经保存最多的地方，贝叶经存于西藏的布达拉宫，博物馆和哲蚌寺。这个面具是跳藏戏时所佩戴的格萨尔王面具。<格萨尔王传>是一部藏族长篇英雄史诗，藏族的民间文学巨著。它讲述了格萨尔王一生为藏民降妖伏魔，除暴安良，南征北战，统一了各个部落，大到老人小到孩童多少都知道一些格萨尔王的故事，现在在那曲的一些茶馆里仍然还有着民间艺人们在唱着格萨尔史诗，每一个艺人们所知道的有关格萨尔的故事都不一样，每一个老人们也都有自己喜欢的说唱艺人。 唐卡，意为可移动的佛像，藏族人民对佛教的尊崇是我们无法想象的，由于早期游牧民族的特殊性，他们不可能守着一片草地从春吃到冬，当草场没草时他们就会拆下帐篷，赶着牛羊去寻找下一块水草丰美的住所，周而复始，这样就导致了他们不可能每到一个地方就建一座寺庙来崇拜，于是他们就把佛像画在了布上，这样当他们迁徙时就可以把佛像卷起来带走，这样无论走到哪里都不会影响藏民的礼佛。唐卡上的颜色来自于各种珍贵的宝石，蓝色的蓝松石，绿色的绿松石，黄色的黄金，白色的珍珠，也正是因为这些名贵的石头，再加上制作唐卡时的繁复与费时，所以唐卡的价格是昂贵的。画匠们将那些名贵的石头磨成细细的粉末，再加上牛胆等物质，按照一定的配比配制而成，永不褪色。通常唐卡的绘制，画匠们将画板的顶端牵一根绳悬挂于屋顶，自己则盘腿坐在低矮的凳子上，画板的下沿搁在自己盘起的双腿上，画底稿，一层一层的着色，勾线，最后点上佛的眼睛，画匠们说，最初师傅会自己亲自给佛像点上眼睛，只有当徒弟们的技法十分纯熟了，师傅才会放心让徒弟们独自完成最后的步骤。今晚记流水账。。。7月9日，10日，11日伙伴们的陆续抵达，我结束了独自游荡的日子，这几天我们在拉萨的街头厮混中彼此熟悉，从网络的想象到生活的真实。相约清晨去药王山拍布达拉宫的日出，清早的西藏寒冷异常，风呼呼的吹，到得太早，药王山的小门要到7点才开，我们几个徘徊在山脚下，找寻着避风的所在，徒劳无功。开门的人姗姗来迟，赶紧爬上去各自占据了有利地形，又在寒风中等待。。。唉，这个早上算是白来了，没有日出，只有寒风，冷。我放弃了，下到门口收钱的师傅的小房子里避风，门口的师傅很乐意我帮他看看大门，嘻嘻。。。半小时后，伙伴们也放弃了，找了一茶馆，吃一顿藏式的早餐，酥油茶加藏面，说实话，藏面真是有够难吃的，面条很粗，由于高原气压的缘故，面条很难被煮透煮软，咬起来有点硬，面汤倒是很不错呢，好喝。早餐之后，秋，无泪和我去布宫帮别的队友排队拿布达拉宫的预约券，上布达拉宫需要提前一天拿身份证到布宫的侧门领取预约券，第二天再凭着预约券上预约的时间到布宫参观。娃娃和开水则回去与球会合办理尼泊尔的证，各自行动。感谢无泪下午陪我去办理那麻烦的边防证日出前的布宫，漆黑一片，达赖不在，到底谁在里边住呢？住在这里该是多少喇嘛的愿望啊？好奇啊，实在是好奇难吃的藏面，好喝的面汤，还行的酥油茶今晚记流水账。。。7月9日，10日11日伙伴们陆续抵达，我结束独自游荡的日子，这几天我们在拉萨的街头厮混中彼此熟悉，从网络的想象到生活的真实。10日，相约去拍药王山的日出，清晨的西藏寒冷异常，风呼呼的吹，药王山的小门要到7点才开，到得太早，我们徘徊在山脚下，找寻避风的所在，徒劳无功。开门的人终于姗姗来迟，赶紧爬上去，各自占据有利地形，摆开架势，之后又是无尽的等待。唉，这天算是白来了，没有日出，只有寒风，冷。我放弃了，下到山下的买票小屋去避风，顺便再帮看门的师傅收收门票，嘻嘻。。。半小时后，伙伴们也放弃了，寻一茶馆，吃一顿藏式的早餐，酥油茶加藏面。说实话，那藏面真是有够难吃的，面条很粗，由于高原气压的缘故，面条很难被煮透煮软，咬起来有点硬硬的，面条不咋地，面汤倒还不错，好喝。早餐之后，秋，无泪和我去布宫排队帮队友拿布宫的预约券，上布宫需要提前一天拿身份证到布宫的侧门领取预约券，第二天再凭预约券到布宫购票参观。娃娃和开水则回去和球会合去办理尼泊尔的证，各自行动。感谢无泪下午陪我去办理边防证没有日出的日出前的布宫，漆黑一片。达赖不在，是谁住在里面呢？住在这里该是多少喇嘛的愿望啊？好奇啊，实在是好奇！！难吃的藏面，好喝的面汤，还行的酥油茶12日要开始阿里之行了，我是否该先把我们的线路报告一下呢？此次的线路是茉莉姐姐和无泪费尽心思做出来的，茉莉姐姐和无泪弄好一切琐碎，我们只管享受，(*^__^*) 嘻嘻…… 那我就先把路书贴出来好了，此次反走阿里，纳木错进，日喀则出，很特别呢DAY1：拉萨——纳木措——班戈DAY2：班戈——尼玛DAY3：尼玛——文布北村——文布南村DAY4：文布南村——措勤DAY5：措勤——帕江——仁多DAY6：仁多——亚热——普兰DAY7：普兰——塔钦，转山第一天DAY8：转山第二天DAY9：塔钦——扎达DAY10：扎达——仲巴——萨嘎DAY11：萨嘎——吉隆DAY12：吉隆——老定日DAY13：老定日——珠峰DAY14：珠峰——日喀则DAY15：日喀则——拉萨第二天我们本来定的是到文布南村的，后来因为我们在辽阔的草原里迷路了，天色又太晚，我们只好又返回到中午路过的县城尼玛，双湖的行程也因路况不妙而遗憾的放弃了。西行阿里，走在朝圣的路上，不安，兴奋与紧张，许多的地方仍是无人区，既无公路也无食宿，人类的足迹尚未踏足这片土地。那是生命的禁区，它拒绝了人类生命的呈现。可是，野生动物却是阿里草原上最为自由的精灵，它们肆意的奔跑在草原上，与风与云与草做伴。阿里恶劣的气候，清贫的生活，却因信仰的强大力量而丰富，人们虔诚的转山，令人动容。当然还有那一路上的各种措，纳木措，色林措，扎日南木措，当惹雍错，玛旁雍错。。。都是阿里的措，我们只能一措再措，将措就措。阿里的山，阿里的云，阿里的风，阿里的阿里，就让山林原野收留我们的梦想，带我们去远方。7月12日出发喽！一行11人，3辆车。在去往班戈的路上，路过一个小村子，当地的村民正在过一个叫”望果节“的节日，据我们的藏族师傅说，这个节日没有固定的日子，是根据青稞的成熟时间来定的，在青稞成熟之前，人们用这种方式以祈求粮食的丰收。纳木措是我们遇到的第一个措，兴奋自是无需言表。纳木措与羊卓雍错，玛旁雍错并称为西藏的三大圣湖。纳木措湖面海拨4800米，湖水清澈，它的形成和发育受地质构造控制，是经由喜马拉雅凹陷而成，现今湖水仍在不断的退缩，至今湖周围留有曾经的古湖岸线。下车就是一通狂拍，快门咔咔的响。因为反走阿里，我们来到的不是通常游客去的那一片湖畔，那里满满的全是游人，人头攒动，满满的全是商业。这一片湖畔，除了我们，没有别人。大家在湖边拗着各种造型，跳跃的，武打的，文艺的。。。总之就是怎么疯狂怎么来 自拍是必须滴，拗造型也是要滴 7月13日，班戈——尼玛 今天我们真正的进入藏北草原，都知道阿里的野生动物多，可真正看到时还是难掩激动！在电视上书籍上听到很多关于藏羚羊的话语，可那都很遥远，初见在原野上悠闲吃草的藏羚羊，哇！那个激动啊！嘴里叫着“师傅师傅，快停车快停车！”一边急急的摇下车窗，拿起相机就拍，可那精灵也实在警觉，我们还在远远的，它就已经被吓跑了藏北高原，荒无人烟，平均海拔都在5000以上，严酷的环境，恶劣的气候，是人类生命的禁区，却是野生动物们的天堂。因为这些可爱的生灵，阿里不是寂静无声的荒原，它充满了生命的律动。曾见识过新疆大地无边无尽的荒野戈壁，那个无助让人绝望，满眼尽是黄色的沙，没有水没有草，天上没有飞鸟，地上没有走兽，怎么远望，看到的都和脚下的一样，茫茫一片。与新疆的茫茫戈壁不同，阿里的天地是那样的宽广，生命是那样的鲜活。藏野驴，藏羚羊，野牦牛，旱獭，野兔。。。在无尽的草原，艰难的生存者，每一个渺小的生命都充满了生的渴望。这也许就是阿里的美之所在吧！ 有一个措，是色林措吗？还是措愕？？不知道，就连我们的藏族师傅都吃不准，不管了，反正是阿里的措 往阿里没有路，因为处处都是路，只要你愿意，车怎么开都行。所谓的路，不过是车轮在石头上压出的印痕而已。一路上，这样的情景不断的被重复，仿佛你真的在天堂，又似乎踏上了火星远处倾盆大雨，我们这儿却是阳光普照 措措措，今天的第二个措，唉，还是不知道名字 午餐喽，阿里，别说是餐厅了，能看到人就不错了，通常我们在茫茫草原上走一天都看不到人，这为我们接下来的迷路带来了大麻烦。出发之前，超市的大采购，就是我们每天的午餐厨房，要什么有什么，要什么没什么;P 没有餐厅，满草原随便坐，包场用餐。席地而坐，胡乱的吃，开心的说笑，糌粑配咸菜也一样美味 荒凉，只有云团在飞 白天方便来方便去，晚上我们可就不方便喽。完蛋了，迷路啦！！！！！原定今天的目的地是要到达文布南村的，120公里的路程，出发之前，师傅说4,5个小时能到了。到了天黑，居然还没看到哪怕一点点的村庄的影子。要知道，西藏的天可是要到晚上10点才会黑呢！不得不承认，我们迷路了，这回真的成了原野上的藏野驴了，迷失在旷野里。藏北高原，荒无人烟，由于没有路，也最易迷失方向，无边无际的无人区，若是走不出去，危险是显然的。想问路，对不起，不行。在这里，即便是你懂十种语言也无济于事，根本就没人让你问，城市里万能的手机也早就在进入草原后变成了一堆废铁。虽然我们带着食物和睡袋，可阿里夜晚的危险和寒冷是我们无法想象的。通过和师傅们协商，我们决定回到中午路过的一个叫尼玛的小县城。 夕阳下坠到了地平线之下，大地即将沉入黑暗，而我们还将被这片黑暗包围。天空上演着晚霞变幻莫测的剧目，时间因这昼夜的交替，每一秒都让人感动 远处的地平线下，放射出一片神秘的光，让人百思不得其解，阿里之美，只这一刻，足以打动。([]
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