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陈明信有人说：看书或者旅行，总有一个在路上。 书山有路，有景，有梦。有的是语言画出美丽的憧憬。 旅游劳累、辛苦，但有的是真切、是触摸。 路在脚下，随时恭候您的光临. 梦在心里，随时出发。 -----梅花烙2011年年底刚开始，一颗想走出去的心又开始按捺不住的蠢蠢欲动。喜欢在路上的感觉，徒步、登山、旅行、自驾，游泳、滑雪、骑车.摄影都是不同的体验，各自有乐趣。但我想说，走更远的路，看更美的风景，用双眼拍更美的风景；这是我内心最强烈真实的愿望，这是，不变的理想，也是我做一切事情的动力，就来源于出发点，只要不忘初衷，哪怕前路艰辛，也会甘之如饴。 万水千山里，总有我的足迹。我希望，并期待着。或许是因为你的神秘，或许是因为你的美丽，从我知道你开始，你就像一个魔咒，在吸引着我，召唤着我。对你的向往和思念几乎是与日俱增，终于，我再也抵挡不住你的魔力，踏上了此次西藏之行。你是高高在上的神山，你永远在那里，不悲不喜，不惊不兀；而我，应该以怎样的面貌出现在你面前？ 今夏；我们一行4人，一车历经了千山万水，长途跋涉，在路途中所经历的的一切苦难，我们所有的坚持，都是为了看到前方我们所向往的风景。但是往往风景，并不是终点，而就在我们的路途中，就在我们坚持的过程中。这些天的高原日子，所谓的沉淀，无非就是坚持，再有的，依然-------拉开了我的西藏之行。 只要来西藏的人，知道的人都很想去玛吉阿米，我也来了、、、玛吉阿米，藏语中即“未嫁娘”之意。玛吉阿米这个名字，出自六世达赖喇叭仓央嘉措的情诗，相传是仓央嘉措情人的名字。而当年仓央嘉措与玛吉阿米幽会的地方，正是玛吉阿米所在的那个土黄色小楼。这段美好而浪漫的情歌和故事，将在每一位过客的心里，烙上久久的“美丽遗梦”。到了夜晚，布达拉宫仿佛梦境般呈现在我的面前，千辛万苦换来此刻的幸福，我彻底拜服了自己的决定。第二天，耐不住的我，让他们带我去穿梭在八廊街的小巷子里，那些带着历史气息和不同气质的民族,吸引着我。第二天，耐不住的我，让他们带我去穿梭在八廊街的小巷子里，那些带着历史气息和不同气质的民族,吸引着我。 沿着布达拉宫，大昭寺有很多朝圣之人，他们有的三跪九叩，有的拿着转经筒，穿着藏服，内心虔诚。真是三步一磕头呢！全民信教的地区，即使是我这种无信仰的人看到都深受震撼！ 赶紧和当地的藏民合影一张照片！也许只有身在西藏，才被洗礼，才会如此放松、无所顾忌，感觉心灵是自由的，在这里，环境、宗教、人文的感染力、震撼力只有身在其中才能切身感受的到。晚上 ，我们终于住在平措的青年旅社，五湖四海的朋友都汇聚在这，每天都可以看到很多的人来住宿，打开房间，住的旅馆的墙壁上，满满的都是驴友留下的照片和留言~承载着青春的梦想。 你来不来，它就在哪里！不远不近！早上，下起了小雨，我起来的很早，在平措青年旅馆，邂逅了2位来自上海旅游的妹妹，带着我们去了拉萨的茶馆。拉萨有很多茶馆，简陋、拥挤、但是铁炉子里的牛粪烧的很旺，藏民们都聚在茶馆里喝茶聊天，享受着简单快乐和幸福。在满屋子新奇的眼光中，我狼吞虎咽地吃完了一碗藏面5元，我们4个人喝了一大水壶的甜茶，吃完喝完高兴的离开了，去我们的下一站。 第一站不期而至的惊喜 ------- 贡嘎曲德寺 因为遗忘，所以美丽。随着上海的2个妹妹，到了贡嘎曲德寺。一切仿佛在电影电视中看到这样的情景，而真实的寺庙在我面前。让我的如此的好奇，随同他们进寺庙。在西藏辽阔的土地上，应该有许多像贡嘎曲德寺一样的地方，默默无闻，鲜有外人光顾，网上也很难搜索有关它们详细的信息。正如偶然走进别人遗忘的贡嘎曲德寺一样，才欣然概叹：这才是梦中的西藏啊！悠远、宁静、苍茫、安详、任时间流转。与世无争，与世独立。 贡嘎曲德寺位於西藏贡嘎县境内，是拉萨近内着名的萨迦派寺院之一，距今已有数百年的历史。据传，贡嘎曲德寺始建於元代未年，大殿四墙绘有大型佛本生故事壁书，色彩艳丽，笔法精湛，壁书为明清时代所绘；其绘书风格与大殿内的壁书有很大差异。如装饰图案、卷草纹图案明显地受到了白居寺及古格书派的影响，大经堂正中佛殿的背后是一凹形的转经迥廊，迥廊两墙都绘满了大型佛经故事，绘书的年代约在清代以前，但由於迥廊内阴暗潮湿，大部分壁书开始剥落毁坏，急需加以修复和补救。 佛殿的前方为长方形的天窗，用以采光。其天窗的内壁上绘有萨迦五祖，格鲁派宗喀巴师徒，甚至带有明显汉地书风的大肚弥勒佛等绘书作品。其造型生动，色彩鲜艳，生动地表现出格鲁教派支该寺的壁书影响。而对于我这个大城市来的人说：只有在电视、电脑上看到这样的神秘的地方。可是这次是我旅行中不其然的遇见了、、、 也许，梦想在不经意间就可以开始。心动的记忆就这样的展开了。 酥油灯---吉祥的酥油灯，吉祥的光芒照着您的慈祥、吉祥的光芒照亮了您的虔诚 。这时，寺庙传来了叽里咕噜的声音，我好奇的走进寺庙，看着很多的和尚拿着佛经一遍又一遍的在朗读、、、那声音似曾亲切，却无法记住它的美妙之处；那声音似曾忘记，可始终摆脱不了那种余音绕梁的感觉。 马上就要离开了，结束了一天的贡嘎曲德寺参观，大师给我们送了很珍贵的礼物。献哈达，大师自传、许愿，这是我此行的最大收获！ 走出了寺庙，看见一位老人摇动着转经筒，从村子尽头朝我走来，两人的目光相遇的一瞬，老人家给我一个慈祥的笑脸，那笑容亲切的如同对待自家的晚辈。我内心最柔软的弦被拔动了、、、、、只好轻轻的说声再见了 ！默默的祝福老人家平安、健康、快乐！ 第二站羊措雍湖 -----邂逅她叫毛毛，是湖北的一位美术老师，外表娇小的她，可爱。大方，给我留下了很好的印象。、、、、、我们一切不需过多安排和商量，拿上简单行李，背上随行背包，和有缘之人起航了 。相识就是缘分，路上认识了很多朋友，大家一起聊天，看风景。很开心，这就是旅行！羊雍措湖初次见此风景，挺激动啊！ 先和藏獒合影留影。快的无暇顾及沿途的风景，奔向一个、下一个终点。 人生需要一个暂停键，我要记得多按几次。 佛说：“有求皆苦，无求乃乐”。 去迎接新奇，感受未知，接近梦想吧！ 第三站 鲁朗的-------静怡与温柔初到高原，咱都很激动，都挤下车厢下到站台感受一下高原的呼吸，留下自己的足迹 ！终于抵达米拉山口了，海拔5013米。山腰上挂满了经幡，铭记着人们的美好愿望。这种地方必须合影留念！旅游的乐趣，就在于每当自己觉得绝望的时候，前方总有一个未知的惊喜在等着你，上帝关上一道门的同时，一定会为你打开另外一门。一路上的风景，让我大开眼界，总想留下什么、、、、、、 在沿途时不时能看到不少骑行者，看到他们我会自然不自然的想到《转山》里的书豪。对于骑行赴藏，那只能是我的梦，一个不可能实现的梦。所以一路上每次看到他们，我都会对他们由衷、敬意的给与鼓励——加油！好样的！ 我们的车一路前行着，到了美丽的中流砥柱位于川藏路上的尼洋河中游，山高沟深，河流湍急，为尼洋河第一大峡谷，江中一巨石兀然立于江中，背靠神佛山，相传这块巨石是工布地区的守护神——工尊德姆修炼时的座椅。两江汇流处，有一巨石突起在江心，高有百尺左右。能够起中流砥柱之作用，挽狂澜于将倒之时，唯有这块巨石可以当之无愧。明朝的参议蔡潮在这块巨石上建了一个亭子，取名为“跨鳌”亭，并在上面了“砥柱中流”四个字。继续前行，到了尼洋河 、看着河水、草地，心中澎湃；夕阳把整个尼洋河承托的更加美丽了。而我也不忘记给自己留个影，把自己最美丽的笑容，定格在这美丽的尼洋河了。只缘路遇的能懂的人； 走不同的路看不一样的风景，交不一样的朋友感受不一样的人生。到了美丽的-------卡定沟，张开双臂，拥抱大自然，呼吸天然氧吧，给人以清晰的感觉。卡定”藏语是“天上人间 的意思”。卡定沟山峰群群山连绵，颇有点雁荡之气势。仰天观望，群象多姿，让你想象万千。一路往上，游人络绎不绝。 树柳成荫，把美丽的卡定沟装扮的更加美丽，吸引了全国各地的朋友。 午后；迎着阳光走在拉萨的柏油路上，天空时而下着小雨，时而阳光普照大地；一道道晃眼的阳光，让我恍如梦中，我在车里望着远处、、、、南伽八瓦的壮观和雄伟在我面前，看着它的雄伟，内心也被旅行带来的幸福感慢慢填满。一路上的辛苦和高反，也就忘记了。当我怀揣着达到顶峰的信仰与坚强的心都可以踏上这段挑战自我的征途，面对漫漫山路享受雪山、阳光、河流的洗礼，用自己双眼将沿路美景一收眼底。 到了晚上，我们才找到了一家家庭的旅馆，我们住的家庭旅馆主人（姑且叫她卓玛）给我们喝的是主人家自己养的牦牛奶和青稞，旁边是酥油茶。藏香猪、青稞有点像爆米花呢，爆过的，没味道！都是他们自家吃的东西。吃完了我们各自休息了！清晨，在山坡上看下面的村子特别美，远处的天空、大山、溪流，近处的满山的野花、草地，中间稀稀俩俩的屋子，特有感觉 。在每一次出行的时候，面对雪山、草原、阳光、花朵、河流、碧海、蓝天，才能感受到内心真正的自由了，才能沉淀下来倾听和感受，才觉得自己是如此真实地“活着”…… 路边的野花，植被渐渐厚起来，植物的种类也多了~各种颜色的花儿争相开放。美丽的青稞田，即将成熟的美丽大片的田，秋收的喜悦和美感呈现在我的面前鲁朗, 藏语意为"龙王谷",也是"叫人不想家"的地方。 ‘真想永远的停留在这片田园风光。 蔚蓝的天空中，白云飘飘，时而象奔驰的骏马，时而又恰似高原上的牦牛；时而呼啸而去，时而又闲庭信步，象少女婀娜多姿，象小伙热情奔放。 第四站 纳木错 ---心中的圣地 到了海拔5190米的那根拉山口，我们激动得跳下车，到了山口向下一看，纳木错就在眼前。金灿灿的太阳照在雪山上，照在湛蓝湛蓝的那木错湖面上，美得让人喘不过气来。更让我意想不到的是，已经过5000米了，还是没什么反应。看来，珠峰大本营我也应该可以去，那里也就5200米。近了，近了，远远就看见一缎蓝色绸丝挂于天际，视线已经无法辨别它究竟属于哪个节点，理智告诉我，这肯定是地上的湖，可是看过去，纳木错就是在天上。难怪称它是“圣湖”，“天湖”，这样的形容一点不为过，它已经和天连在一起，成为天空的一部分，我的惊喜程度，文字已经无法准确描述，纳木错的美，也许，它就像圣母一样，温柔婉约，博爱，带给你无限的心灵震撼和灵魂的洗礼。 上午乌云密布，午后又是阳光灿烂。 阳光射进云海那一刻，感慨万千。你若盛开，蝴蝶自来，你若精彩，天自安排。雪后的天空变的非常的蓝，接近下午，太阳开始碰到冰川顶，强烈的目光照射下的冰川显得越发晶莹剔透，它冷静而孤单，仰俯着这个被群山包围的纳木错。而我独自享受这梦幻般的景色，陶醉在大自然中，周围的石山都挂满了经书，五颜六色飘于空中像彩旗一样。草地上有几匹马正悠闲的吃着草，沿着石路下来就来到了纳木错的湖边，这是中国最大的咸水湖，传说是王母娘娘沐浴的地方。 有时我的梦想就隐在现实这下那个遥远的梦我做了很久、、、、跋涉千里来到了纳木错它正是我梦中存在了许久的模样涤滤出生灵的原本面貌而我们只在这个地方呆了3天虽不能一直停留在这个地方可是纷繁的遐想也让归隐变成另一种可能 带上美好的心情让我在旅行中感受美丽的风景，那么，风景一定呈现出的是你想要却又无法用语言形容出来的美好！纳木错的湖面就像海一样辽阔，她的美让我无法抗拒。让我在这个圣湖的地方住了3天三夜，吃了3天的方便面。 一切都值得！ 纳木错的湖水十分清澈，能清楚的看到里面的石子，在阳光灿烂的时候它是透明的蓝。 最美不过圣湖的蓝蓝的水，我站在圣湖边，整个人感觉融入在湖水里一样，湖水的海面上一浪又一浪、、、翻着我心中的梦想、下来的时候，我心理很平静，像是被洗过一样的干净，我们在路上，报着各种不同的目的在路上的人，都在寻找些什么，我一直和朋友们说，我是个在路上的人，我在用心感受这世上的每个角落，我要用我的眼睛去寻找我心中的那份感动，朋友们，在你们用双脚丈量这片美丽的世界的时候，请你也用心去感受一下它吧～～谢谢所有关心的朋友们的支持和关注！有你们的一份热情，我会写出更好的游记，给你们带来愉悦的好心情。让你们走出大自然，去享受大自然给予的美好。([
欧美—级A级
惠协发临出发前2天，零红蝶独自前往温宿破城子煤矿探了一趟路，回来后做出了反穿夏特古道的决定。当我们一行18人在乌鲁木齐南郊客运站乘坐开往阿克苏的大巴时，他还用炫耀的口气得意洋洋地说：我们要从南疆走到北疆！从荒漠走到美丽的草原！越走越美！ 牛人就是牛人！ 当我们经过一夜加半个上午的长途颠簸，终于站在托木尔峰缓冲带博孜墩边境管理区等候边检登记检查时，才突然想起从乌鲁木齐随车携带的气罐落在了客车上！此时我们与营运客车的距离已经近百公里。一阵忙乱联络安排，待再上路时，已经比预计的时间晚了约3个小时。至旧金矿破房子后，下车、分装气罐、整理背包，开始徒步上路。于漫天浮尘中约行进6、7公里，天色渐晚，择地扎营。 曾经看过王铁男先生的 《魂断夏特古道》，痛失好友的泣血经历使人对夏特充满恐惧，但是神秘的冰川又总是让人欲罢不能。 关于夏特古道： 夏特，清称沙图阿满台，位于昭苏西南部的汗腾格里山下，是伊犁至阿克苏的交通驿站。夏特古道北起伊犁昭苏夏塔牧场，南至阿克苏温宿破城子，沟通天山南北，全长120公里，是丝绸之路上最为险峻的一条沟通南北疆的著名古隘道。 夏特古道承载着太多太厚重的历史，有过太多太炫目的辉煌。2000年前秦汉的和亲公主从这里远托异国；1300年前唐玄奘从这里翻越3500米的哈达木孜达坂，到达天山南麓的龟兹佛国。上个世纪初期，芬兰的探险家马达汉，由阿克苏出发经夏特古道回国，1944年～1946年他担任了芬兰共和国总统。不知在成为总统后，马达汉是否曾经在梦里重走夏特··· 夏特，木扎尔特冰川携带着万古的悠远，散发着神秘的光芒。能在无边苍穹下的冰川上安身，绝对是上帝的独特恩宠。反穿夏特古道，我们将从破城子进山，夏塔牧场出山，从荒漠走向丰美的草原。 被遗弃是荒凉的。但是，荒凉，有时也是一种美；静默无言，或许是生命的另一种倾诉。每次长线重装的过程，恰如一次脱胎换骨。凤凰涅槃，浴火重生，须得一段痛苦煎熬！这，也是一种生命的倾诉！ 次日晨9点准时拔营。行前晨会，领队告诉我们当日需要行进20公里，主要沿木扎尔特河主流，一路朔北而上。 因为头天的延误，今天一开始的步伐很赶。沙尘天气让行走很不舒服，每个人都不得不捂着。在隐约看到同行的另外的队伍背影后，零红蝶骄傲地吼着“我们要追上他们了，我们要超过他们.......” 我们的队伍比较整齐，强驴辈出，相形之下我只能算是弱者，果然不久就见了分晓。渐渐地，我的背负感到了沉重。在一次次爬坡之后，一种不好的感觉逐渐笼罩：先是眼睛发花看不清路，接着腿脚也开始有些不听使唤地乱拧起来，我落在了后面。调整、调整，我嘱咐着自己，但是却没有多大改观。我坚持着大口呼吸调整着，竭力不让自己拉得太远。就在这时，心脏的紧刺感袭来，疼痛、呕吐感、呼吸急促，以及眼前发黑同时出现了...... 我出状况了！ 从未有过的恐惧和绝望...... 停下，咽下水和急备药丸，我继续调整着，瘫软却逐渐弥漫到了全身。我坚持着靠近了收队夏天，告诉他：我恐怕走不出去了。 夏天扶我斜靠在一处土坡上，喝水、喘息、调整，状况有所减轻。领队派来了不离不弃，背走了我的大包，前队也在高坡上倒伏的铁架处休息等着我。不能拖累队伍的决心让我在稍微缓解后要求继续前行，但是只走了百余米后，一阵恍惚，依稀望见夏天在我前面右侧，伸出手去抓住了他的胳膊，身体便滑落倒下去了...... 似乎就像睡了一觉，再醒来时看见我的周围：双鱼、三儿、好人、夏天等都在，当然，还有领队零红蝶！ 零红蝶告诉了我他们的决定：让不离不弃陪着我下撤。 泪水、鼻涕，伴着发自心底的绝望不可收拾！难受的感觉，颤抖的身体，这样的干滩上如何下撤？对陪我下撤的人来说，风险岂不更大？自己做了长时间的准备，只为冰川之旅，下撤？？？ 泪奔中我拼命调整自己，告诉他们我能行，我能调整过来的！好像还流着泪请领队帮我实现自己的愿望，请求在前队休息的地方路餐休息后看状态再决定撤还是不撤...... 最后的结果是，在双鱼和三儿两人一左一右的架扶下，在夏天随后几步一歇的节奏控制下，我就像太后出巡一般地，一步步爬上了高坡，站在了山顶的铁架旁。休息、调整、慢行，我的状态逐渐在恢复...... 似这样熬到晚上8点左右，终于到了冰川下面的营地，骤雨来袭。不离不弃已经提前为我们扎好了帐篷，还送来了烧好的热牛奶。放倒在帐中，昏昏沉沉地睡去，我需要好好歇歇，备战明天更难更严峻的翻越达坂。 今天，没有后撤就是最大的成功！ 3日早晨拔营后，一直处于万劫不复的冰川延伸带的爬升中。为了照顾我，之前领队安排好人背走了我的相机，飞翔、三儿、牧民大哥、双鱼等分走了我包中的食物。在夏天、好人、双鱼、不弃和三儿等协作的先后分别陪伴护佑下，我踏上了翻越冰川达坂之路。从上路开始便一直不停地走，告诫自己绝不能停，不能拖累大家...... 因为地质运动及气候等原因，夏特冰川在以令人惊异的速度退去。碎石、泥雪、石粉布满的前路，不久就令人崩溃！能够让人提起精神的，是连绵的冰川带给我们的惊喜。原来的古道多经地质变迁无法通行，能够找到古道遗存是非常不易的，多半都需要领队先行探路确认后才能通过。 继续...... 直到中午三点多，才在冰川上海拔2900多米处找到有水源的午间营地。坐下来休整，才觉得右腿膝盖下的疼痛，卷起裤腿，一处硬币大的伤口还在渗血，那是前面在行走时不慎踩翻了一处松动的石块造成的！得！祸不单行！ 当天后半段的路途多是沿渐渐融化的冰川体斜切。穿行于冰川之中，万古岁月消融，冰川也在消融，时不时会传来冰川融化断裂的轰鸣巨响，令人胆寒。当晚，扎营在一处约5、6米高的冰壁前，营地海拔3200多米。 继续渡劫之旅...... 万古的冰川，也经不起岁月的流逝。在零零碎碎的时光中，无可奈何地沉寂、消融、坍塌、奔泻。一直以为自己很坚强，面对隆隆作化的冰川，却不得不正视残酷，与万古相比，我们的生命是那么的脆弱、那么的微不足道！莽莽天地间，我们究竟该如何安放自己的灵魂？ 4日晨9：30时启程，再向上攀高300米海拔，到达木扎尔特冰川达坂顶部。木扎尔特达坂海拔3582米，也是南天山南北水系的分水岭，北为昭苏夏特河源头的冰川，南为阿克苏拜城木扎尔特河源头。木扎尔特达坂东西两侧均为海拔5000—5400米的山峰，常年银装素裹。站在这里，极目远眺，云天激荡，山势傲伟，冰川雄厚，那种壮阔之美，令你浑身的疲惫顷刻灰飞烟灭...... 夏特之精华，此刻尽在我们眼前！最难的路，我们已经走过来了！ 下达坂的雪野中，积雪很厚很厚，很多地方都没过了大腿。领队在前面趟路，我们在后面随行，行路艰难。特别是几次涉过寒彻肌骨的冰水后，漫长的前路和刺骨的冰水几乎耗尽了我们的全部体能。“前方1.5公里是今天的营地”，领队说。但是这最后的1.5公里却走的太久、太难，也许是我们体能到了极限，也许是领队开路也累勺了以致预计有误，（我更愿意相信是后者，零红蝶真给累勺了！）过桥后，好不容易熬到了所谓的五星营地，所有人都不愿再动了。但是营地虽好，营地旁的一条小溪却干涸了！没有水源的营地怎么能是五星级营地？几个协作又不得不跑很远的地方取水...... 尽管不远处浑浊的冰川河水在咆哮着向下奔流...... 寒彻肌骨的冰水现在回想起来都如同噩梦...... 没有水源的营地怎么能称五星？ 5日，我们穿行在雪莲峰护佑下的夏塔牧场。神秘而美丽的雪莲峰一直目送着我们，无数次回望，无数次感恩，无数次欢笑，似乎所有的艰辛与苦难都已经淡忘。但是，我知道，这一路，我真是来渡劫了！在过夏塔牧场中一条窄窄的小溪时，我又一次踩翻了石块...... 后记： 有一种缘分，叫上天注定；有一种相遇，叫神的安排。 去夏特之前，拜读过王铁男老师的《魂断夏特古道》，对夏特之险有所了解，对能让新疆户外前辈翻船的木扎尔特河心存敬畏。回来后才知道，我出状况不远处的河道，正是当年董务新前辈遇难的地方。那个有铁架的高坡上，正是董务新前辈的衣冠冢。当领队和协作们全部冲下坡去急救我时，队里的南山牧民大哥一直在围着那几个玛尼堆念念叨叨...... 这难道真是上天给我的安排...... 我：夏天，我可能走不出去了！ 夏：不会的！记得博格达吗？跟着我，我会带你走出去的...... 这是我开始出状况时跟夏天的对话，我清醒的记着。当年的博格达，我正是踩着夏天的脚步，一步步登上了碎石达坂。但是眼下，我却走不动了！ 我不知道后来当我抓着夏天的胳膊倒下去的时候，夏天的心情和举动。平素里夏天是个沉稳的人，好人说正是因为沉稳的夏天发出了“会急救的赶紧下来”的呼声，他们才觉得事情严重，四五个人迅速地赶到了我的身边...... 在路上我曾经想过，夏特之行也许是我最后一次行走了，也许这次就走不出去了。感谢上天垂爱，我不仅平安走出，还结识了一帮生死弟兄！ 兄弟们，有你们，真棒！ 艰难的路...... 万古冰川消融...... 美丽的雪莲峰目送着我们....... 丰腴的夏塔牧场包容着我们...... 平安夏特，我们感恩天与地！永志涅槃之旅......看到零队的夏特计划，咋又动心了呢？！([]
龟头好大…哦哦…进入
郭华卿本人2012年4月底刚刚于菲律宾最后净土，巴拉望(Palawan)归来，特意为大家呈上全方位精品游记一篇~旅行日期：2012年4月14-22日，9日游目的地：菲律宾，巴拉望省，科隆VS爱妮 （北京出发）我想一定很多朋友关心费用问，这里先报上账目：1，全程菲律宾航空，抢到FIESTA特价票，北京-马尼拉-布桑家，公主港-马尼拉-北京。往返四段机票含税，2人，一共人民币5500。2，酒店，8晚，住的都是有WIFI，有空调，有热水的，一共人民币3500。3，吃饭，跳岛游包船费，各种门票，VAN费，渡轮费，一共9天花了人民币6000左右。4，潜水学费，体验潜水，2人人民币1000元。总账：2人，9日游，人民币16000左右花费。游记分为四个篇章：第一章：巴拉望双岛（科隆，爱妮），精品景点美图及详细攻略。第二章：科隆，爱妮，住宿及美食推荐。第三章：科隆，爱妮，专业水下摄影，及潜点介绍。第四章：科隆，爱妮，跳岛游路线安排，门店推荐，费用。第五章：菲律宾航空，证办理，通往科隆，爱妮的船只及巴士，综合攻略。猫的巴拉望之旅，即将启程~****第一章****科隆VS爱妮，双岛景点介绍**************************************************1. 科隆（Coron）- KayanganLagoon，门票200P每人。凯秧根湖国家公园，也是菲律宾的国湖，距离科隆镇，船程仅有30分钟左右，这是我们来到巴拉望的科隆镇后，跳岛游的第一个景点。当我们登上景区特定的观景平台后，放眼望去，泻湖景色极为壮丽，难以言喻。（泻湖：海岸沙坝或沙嘴后侧与海隔离的浅海水域，常与海有狭窄的通道相连。）凯秧根湖观景平台入口处，也是检票处，一定要交过200P才可以上去哦，不要逃票~观景平台的极佳观测点~而且整个观测平台，很久都只有我们两人，这么美的景色，如果放在中国，我怀疑要几千人排队观测了。。。一艘螃蟹船，驶出凯秧根本猫和国湖来张合影，哈哈一艘螃蟹船，驶出凯秧根 2，科隆（Coron）- Babe Beach，门票100P每人。从凯秧根下来，已经中午艳阳高照，船家说要找一个可爱的海滩进行我们的BBQ午餐，最终我们在众多小沙滩中，选择了Babe Beach. Babe Beach极小极小，我估算沙滩长度最多20米，但是很美。不过吃个午饭，也要付个门票钱才能上岛，有点小郁闷。我们的大船，从科隆颇有声望的SEA DIVE RESORT租来的，可以坐12人哦~ 但是只有我们2人坐着它进行私家线路游~ Kim大叔开船技术很棒，而且做饭很好吃。螃蟹船在海水奔走时候，总是不敢坐在船头拍照，拍一晃悠掉下海去喂鲨鱼，于是现在趁着大船停靠岸边，爬上船头拍一张合影，哈哈。3，科隆（Coron）- Twin Lagoon，门票100P每人。这个双子泻湖，非常特殊，它的美，只有在俯视图才能见到。由于需要从景区入口处潜水，再爬过一个石壁，才能进入景点内部，所以，无法带单反进入。里面景色只好卖个官司保密喽，哈哈~景区入口处，有渔民的孩子，非常热情地和我们打招呼，并且表示愿意表演高难度跳水给我们看，但是希望我们拍照记录，很可爱~4，科隆（Coron）- Smith Beach，门票100P每人。这里也是个小海滩，但是比Babe Beach美很多，同样都是花费100P，显然来这个更值。还有，这里是极佳的欣赏日落的小岛哦。 在这里，最令我兴奋的，是我捡到2枚超级个性的大海星，抱着它们爱不释手~身后那艘超小螃蟹船，很可爱，哈哈~给大海星们，来一个特写~这个小海滩，仔细看，能发掘出很多景中景，这片波光粼粼的浅滩，就是其一。最后再来个坐在小海滩的合影吧~5，科隆（Coron），Malcapuya Island, 门票200P每人，环境保护费50P每人。玛卡布亚岛，距离科隆镇2小时船程（单程），螃蟹船停靠岸边后，我们没有任何感觉，反而觉得这片大山，2个人也要交500P很不解，后来船东解释说，停靠的是岛的背面，不是我们要看的景色所在，我们需要翻过一道小山丘，才会看见真正的美丽海滩。于是，翻过那个小山丘后，我简直惊呆了，这里的景色让我颠覆了自己以前对海的认知，美得一塌糊涂~ 先来张和Malcapuya岛的岛合影~ 在这里，整片海滩有时候，只属于你一个人，可以放肆的海滨天堂岛上迷人景色~远处登高眺望~蓝天，白云，大海，结合在一起的美好图画~椰子树倒影落在沙滩上~虽然烈日快把我烤化了，还是不能放弃和这么美的大海合影的念头~玩儿水，哈哈~还是泡水里凉快我和兔兔，在这片美丽的沙滩上留下了我们的脚印，EO是我们英文名字的缩写~此行带的唯一的一件BIKINI，赶上这么美的一片海滩，难得~这个大树是怎么变成这样的呢？很像一只大蜥蜴的骨架岛主很好心的给我简单介绍了这个岛，他在这里居住超过14年了，并且给我摘了一个他种植的腰果做礼物，哈哈，第一次知道，腰果长这个样子。([]
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蔡宜江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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林志杰从西藏回来已经半个月了，心还是停留在雪域灿烂的艳阳下。这是第三次入藏，专程去徒步了绝美的珠峰东坡。当坐在回京的火车上，伴着铁皮车厢的摇晃回忆起以往的林林总总时，却越发想念第一次进西藏时的时光。并不完美，但却深刻。有段日子了吧。那一年的一月，以雪中的大香格里拉拉开了一年间隔年背包浪迹的序幕，那么同样作为冬季的十一月，不如以雪中的西藏作为终结。 只身一个人，带着许许多多的情结来到西藏，然后一件一件地去偿愿，或者化解。在天之彼端旅行的日子里，实现了一些追逐了很久的愿望，也放弃了一些追逐了很久的愿望。在惊叹和喘息中，渐渐发现原来以西藏为终，不过是自己在固执地为自己的间隔年旅行圆一个完美主义的尾巴。那场旅行没有收获期望中的快乐，更多的时候是独坐在雪山湖泊前，淡淡地观望此生可能再也无法见到的那般深蓝的天空。孤独感，自始至终地笼罩。原来所谓喜马拉雅沙数的星空，即使看到了又能怎样。 此去经年，又走访过了好多地方。即使又两番再度回到过西藏，即使比第一次的西藏之旅更快乐的旅行已经不计其数，但是当年留在西藏的遗憾仍未尽弥补和偿还。我知道，总有一天，在那个令人冲动的大美天地，会补完我想要寻找的东西。 潜水良久，重新注册了新账号，也开始与大家分享分享。有一些户外经历，不过远不能和8264上众多大牛相比，感谢8264。犹豫着从哪个系列开始发，最后选了这个西藏之旅的专辑，虽然此中无甚户外徒步的情节，但西藏即使老掉牙的美景，也仍是我钟爱的。那时的相机是 Canon EOS 1000d + 18-55 的白菜入门机，许多视觉无法摄下，大家凑合看：） 间隔年的末尾，再度离开北京。走得仓促，如此地想要出发，于是就出发了。独行西藏前，虽然已经历次进入藏区（梅里、尼汝、亚丁），但对西藏究竟是怎样一番模样，仍是一无所知。每条进藏公路都想要走一趟，却在第一次，选择了最迫不及待的方式：飞机。在高原行驶的飞机与火车，大都因为高原清澈的空气而显得格外干净，这亦为我这个爱坐窗边的人提供了很多便利。从一马平川开始，渐有山脊褶皱。阳光被隔了几层的玻璃折射，散出彩虹般的光泽。 刹那间（其实昏睡良久矣……），便已经身处飘摇云海之上。这样的云海，不同于黄山那般飘逸的画风，而有着沧海桑田的磅礴大气。这已然是到了横断山脉之上了，我不停地窗外张望贡嘎的身影（后来才得知，原来贡嘎是要坐在左侧机位，我选在了右侧）。 右侧的机位，同样是美景无数。晴空之下，这一处峰群高耸云天，最高峰的雪山格外陡峻美丽。那是什么雪山？后来，一位朋友告诉我说：“翔子，你无意拍到的这张，是大名鼎鼎的四姑娘山，最高者，即为幺妹峰。” 谁又知，不久之后，我也已经徒步在贡嘎与四姑娘的山间。 转眼已至横断山脉的深处，脚下的沟壑显得异常壮阔，我几乎可以想象自己如若正穿越在那些绝壁林立的山峦中，会是如何一番窒息痴呆的模样。 横断山，从广义上来说也是喜马拉雅山脉的一部分。在青藏高原东部过渡到云南、四川的地带，形成了一系列南北走向的平行山脉，平均海拔4000～5000米，许多山峰均已高过阿尔卑斯最高峰勃朗峰。横断山脉的最大特点不在于高耸的雪峰，而在于那飘缈不定的云海和森林，这是喜马拉雅后段所不具备的。因此，行走在梅里、贡嘎、四姑娘等著名大雪山中的人们，才总有如沐云端天堂的幸运。 飞机越过川西雪域的边境，带着我第一次进入西藏。从这里开始，我几乎是一直痴傻于那些美丽的雪峰与冰川。 雪山见过走过无数，以往坐飞机上也见过诸多带雪的山脉，然而这般大气的光景，就如同亲身经历着BBC纪录片中地球奇观的视角。 不觉间，已经飞临喜马拉雅东段的高空。云海在这时渐渐变疏变少，嶙峋的山峰却越发稠密。这些脚下的雪山，随便一座都是令人仰上的高度和气度，此刻却皆在眼内。我越发感觉到，飞临西藏，同公路进藏一样，又何尝不是一种特殊的极致体验。 东念青的附近，应该是以林芝地区为主的山脉。方时，我仍然只识得万般向往的南迦巴瓦。那传说中的一矛穿天的神峰，这一次又能否得见？（后来又听闻，原来看南迦巴瓦也是要坐在左边的窗子，我勒个去…… ） 虽然已有若干次步于冰川的经历，但以这样的视角同时遍览数条几十公里的大冰川仍是第一次，仿佛跳下去，便能跌在软软的雪中。这一座陡峭的雪峰，让我想起了曾经见过的梅里航拍的照片，这样厚的积雪与冰川，如果用脚攀登、抬头仰视会是怎样的震撼？（在8264上见过几位攀登8000、7000米级雪山的大神作品，被撼得魂飞魄散） 这是真正的喜马拉雅。窗外不时飞过苍劲高耸的雪山主峰，我不住地猜测着它们的海拔，它们的名字，它们的传说。语言是苍白的。只是一个雪山怀抱中的海子，便能令我动容。 浩浩荡荡的一派雪峰骤然暂时过去了，山脉变得较为平缓。我知道拉萨不远了。北面的天际，突然高耸着一排连天的雪山，那应该就是著名的念青唐古拉。天湖纳木错，就静静地躺在那片神圣的洁白之下。好，雪山的航拍就到这里。我是幸运的，这一次的航程赶上了很好的天气，把喜马拉雅的壮丽看得如此通透。 雅鲁藏布江，竟然真的是像大地血脉般的抽象画，冲积着沙化的土地。我有些激动，这样的河流，在洪荒的天之彼端，代表着生命。 即将飞抵拉萨时，飞机的高度已经降低到与四周的山峦相仿。大江小河，织成密密的河网，在没有植被的彩色土地上蜿蜒。 雅鲁藏布江共有多雄藏布、年楚河、拉萨河、尼洋河、帕隆藏布五大支流。于是，不久后便是拉萨河。 带着与雅鲁藏布如出一辙的壮阔，拉萨河一路奔走。冬季的河岸，仍有稀疏的绿意。 当飞机降落在拉萨机场的一刹，心情反而平静下来。领取拖运的大背包（75L），坐上机场大巴。方才万米高空的大片仍然萦绕脑中，转眼间却身至清澈碧蓝的拉萨河畔。 映着天空，西藏的河流呈现着极为深沉幽雅的蓝色。拉萨的贡嘎机场距离市区非常之远。我倚着车窗，渐觉睡意袭来。 半梦半醒间，听到拉萨的机场大巴上放的竟然是“北京欢迎你”，不禁想晕倒。布达拉初见，是在进入拉萨市的大客车上。迷糊的我猛一睁眼，心想着“到哪儿了”，只见窗外一座熟悉而又陌生的巨大建筑赫然屹立。竟然已经是布达拉宫了！车转眼间驰过，然后停在了布宫旁的终点旅游集散中心。背上大大的登山包，沿着布宫的侧面一路步行到正面，我的眼睛却不离圣殿分毫。谁还来得及顾上背后的重量？这向往了多久的西藏，直到布宫现于眼前的一刹，才算是真正到达的明证啊！布达拉宫，原来并没有想象中那么高大，也没有想象中那样不可接近。但这澄蓝如洗的天空，和布宫前的步道排成一排不停叩拜的藏民，让我明白了这样一种宫殿名副其实的显赫地位。北京路上的车量不多，耳朵很清静，但脑中却似乎已经回转起藏式的旋律。原来我终于独自来到西藏了，早就可以动身，却要留待最后。万千的思绪，在那一刻涌上心头，最后什么也理不清。我习惯性地拿出地图，然后沿着北京路一路向东走去，那是大小昭寺的方向，但此时更重要的，是找好宿地。 如果以布达拉宫广场比做天安门广场，那么拉萨的北京路类似于北京的长安街。在北京中路与东路上，有着若干连续的背包客旅店，例如亚宾馆（Yak），吉日宾馆，八郎学旅馆，以及东措青年旅舍等。即使是在西藏不甚太平的年份，且在游客较少的冬季，许多小宾馆的接待仍是有些漫不经心。当然，这里不同大城市。背着大包（露营装备都带全了）在北京东路上挨家挨户地找，比较了几家背包客旅舍后，我最后下榻于Yak宾馆，记得是30一个床位。那个八个床位的房间里只有我一个中国人，其余的是美国人，德国人，加拿大人，俄罗斯人，英国人，日本人，和一个不知明细的东欧人。大家都是独行侠，各自过各自的日子。我只和一个老美聊得较多，从他那大嘴里也八卦出其他室友的一些消息。我本想着有否可以同行阿里的家伙，但记得当时突然忘了阿里怎么说 -_-，于是pity了一番两人道不同不相为谋。可是后来才想起来，这个老美说的就是要去Mount.kailash（冈底斯山，冈仁波齐）……冬天的气候很恶劣，加上游人稀少的那一年，拉萨的旅游店铺已经处处关门大吉。暴雪频至的路况，使得搭车到处跑也变得不现实，何况刚刚从大香格里拉的尼汝至亚丁徒步穿越回来，巴不得还是轻松一点。于是放下包的第一件事，就是在各个临近的背包客旅舍的“捡人板”上写上“找伴去阿里”。图为东措青年旅舍的小花灯。 卸重后，可以轻松地感受一下拉萨市井的气息。没有一丁点游客的季节，店铺基本上关得差不多了。于是……既“北京欢迎你”之后，在拉萨的街巷里碰到的第一个摊子竟然是一个新疆人开的果仁果脯摊……真是很崩溃，哈哈。 拉萨并不大，不久便能沿着北京路走到市中心的广场。布达拉宫像紫禁城一样地位于大街北岸，坐北朝南地面对布达拉广场。广场上有几个人工的池塘，可以看到非常美丽的布宫倒影。在深蓝的天空下，布达拉宫双影对镜，冬季的枯枝与金黄的杨柳在渐欲倾斜的阳光下相互映衬，壮观与恬美于是找到了最佳的平衡。 我在空旷的广场上慢慢地散着步，或坐着发呆，同时让情绪渐渐认识到自己的所在，西藏。广场很空旷，没有游客的喧哗，偶有头顶的杨柳叶飘落在水面，激起几片涟漪。对云南迪庆，我已经熟悉得不能太熟悉，但对西藏，我一无所知。要去些什么地方，不清楚，能够去些什么地方，也不清楚。当时，只有一个名字，深深记在脑中：阿里。 直至黄昏将至，我开始感到饥肠辘辘…… （鄙人也是吃货一枚）布宫正对的这片广场，就像一个小型的天安门广场，空旷而干净。五星红旗迎风飘扬，在蓝天下格外鲜艳。西藏和平解放纪念碑，亦是显得格外庄严。 人行道旁铺满落叶，走在一旁的红色砖墙，仿佛时空错乱地回到了东西天安门的走廊。 不同的是，环绕拉萨的四周的山峦（尤其是北向的一侧），全都覆上了白白的冬雪。上一次看到这样的山型，还是在前不久的稻城。熟悉的光景，更进一步地诠释着属于西藏的风情。 广场的花坛，冬季的拉萨仍然残留着秋季的色彩。([]
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