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曹静如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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黄家弘本贴图文，均属原创。谢绝所有形式的转载。如有需要，请留言或站短。这是2009年7月的行程了。从自然风景来说，317不如318，地貌比较单一，大部分地段是在高山草甸上行走，不象318，峡谷，高山，草原，湖泊应有尽有，尤其在通过横断山脉那一段时，雄浑的群山看得人心旌摇曳，目瞪口呆。但是，就人文和风情来说，317却远胜318，这条国道，基本都是在藏区穿行，并且，是很深入很原生态的藏区，而不是被汉族同化了的风景区。这里甚至有很多人，都听不懂普通话，从交流上来讲，是种缺憾，但是，从风情上来讲，却是很多驴子求之不得的。这条线游客稀少，甚至可以说没有。玉树-昌都-德格-甘孜-马尔康这一段，我只碰到两个和我们一样的背包客。要去的驴子，可以赶紧筹划了，不要等到游客蜂拥而来时，再去凑热闹。本次出行线路：上海-成都-康定-甘孜-石渠-玉树-昌都-江达-德格-甘孜-色达-马尔康-若尔盖-郎木寺-夏河-兰州-上海。基本都沿着317国道在走。说起来好笑，这次出行，在没有到达火车站之前，我居然不知道是否能走得成。之前一天，破树幸灾乐祸（他自己去新疆的时候遇上75，担惊受怕地逃回来，困在家里出不去，就巴不得所有的人都不能成行）地告诉我，宝成铁路江油段因为连日暴雨，河水超过警戒水位，列车停止运行。而我坐的那趟车，正好要经过江油。这真是出师未捷，心已经死了好几回了。先是新疆75事件，闹得人心惶惶，家人担心藏区也跟着闹，不许我去。于是把眼光瞄准东北。可是筹划了几天，还是兴致索然。虽然东北我早晚要去一趟，但在最近的三年里，它不在我的计划之中。几经周折，终于还是买了车票。准备出发。进了车站，一看，电子显示屏上，我坐的那趟火车正在检票。看来没停运，赶紧进站台，一问，可能要绕道。不管怎么说，能照常发车就好，还是很高兴地上了车。我摸着脖子上挂着的小弥勒。那是大爷去九华山的时候，一位高僧送给他的，我每次出行，都戴着它，每次都能平安回来。我是个有一点轻微迷信的人，所以，宁愿把出发前这一切不顺，当成“好事多磨”。列车在苏南平原上奔驰着，窗外是大片碧绿的稻田。即使隔着窗，也能想象出烈日下蒸腾的水汽。这是我所熟悉的故乡原风景，我在这里出生，长大，变老。可是尚且年轻的心，总是不安分的，渴望去到更远更陌生的地方。所以，一次次离家，行走。到了西安，火车广播通知，改道走安康达州南充到成都。这一改道，原定35个小时能道成都的火车，就足足走了48小时。从西安到安康不到200公里，居然走了大半天，直坐到人崩溃。我从17号早上8点，一直坐到19号凌晨4点半，才算到成都。西部的天亮得晚，只好在广场上等肯德基开门，挨到6点半，天终于亮了，搭公交去武侯祠。在梦之旅青年旅馆开好房，一边先洗头洗澡，一边等船过来。她的火车比我晚几个小时。会合以后，逛锦里，睡午觉，去新南门车站买明天去康定的票，继续闲逛。色达。若尔盖花湖。玉树街头的康巴妇女。路过达州，穷极无聊，拍下窗外的山。成都，火车站肯德基。在这么热闹的地段，它居然不是24小时营业的。为了等开门，我蹲在外面的台阶上，等了一个多小时。坐公交到武侯祠的时候，大约是清晨7点半。锦里空无一人，非常清净。20号，成都-康定一早起床，坐公交去车站。还忙里偷闲吃了早饭，买了水果。上车昏睡。说飞仙关那里修路，实行交通管制，但是我们的车居然没停，一直就开过去。司机小气得紧，不舍得开空调，车里一直很闷热。 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韩美慧美国佛蒙特州440公里的"长小道"， The Long Trail, 是美国最老的长距离贯通徒步小道。它于1910年至1930年期间修筑完成。其南端起点为与麻萨诸塞州的州界，北部终点是与加拿大接壤的边境线。";长小道"穿越佛蒙特州境内的整个绿山山脉，Green Mountains的大部分顶峰。 同时它又与美国东部地区的另一个3500公里的长距离小道，阿帕拉契亚小道， Appalachian Trail，在其南部公享170公里左右的线路。美国佛蒙特州"长小道"的英文简介。美国佛蒙特州";长小道"的位置图。"长小道"以地形复杂，险峻，困难而著称。佛蒙特州东部临近大西洋，西部紧接香槟湖，所以雨量很充沛，加上沿途的土质为细泥，遇水后，小道积水不散，十分泥泞，极易导致身体行走部位的疾病。退却的冰川在佛蒙特州留下了明显的痕迹，小道经常使用，在陡峭地区水土流失严重，遇水后，光滑裸露的石头给行走者带来非常不确定的安全保障系数。美国佛蒙特州"长小道"的小比例尺地形图。"长小道"， The Long Trail由佛蒙特州的GREEN MOUNTAIN Club的工作人员负责养护，维修，和提供各种便利的设施，象避难所，或简易木屋等。 他们在有些地点向徒步露营者收取一定的费用，以补贴开销。小道依然用白色油漆的长方形记号，在树上，表示小道的方向。外加最多木质的文字指示牌，来提供给使用者简洁明了的信息。这种运作模式在很多美国当地的户外俱乐部都采纳，特别是沿由各州俱乐部分段负责的阿帕拉契亚小道， Appalachian Trail。";长小道"历史的英文简介。我在2009年做3500公里阿帕拉契亚小道， Appalachian Trail背包贯通时，完成了在其南端的170公里，在2010年又从加拿大边境向南走了约80公里。我今年从与阿帕拉契亚小道， Appalachian Trail分岔的地方重新开始，向北190公里，与去年停止的地方相接，从而完成了全长440公里的的"长小道"。限于时间与水平，我大部采用纪实性的描述，并按时间推移的顺序来完成这个记录。2009年8月21日当日起点 Wilbur Clearing Tent Site, MA, AT M. P. 1,579.4当日终点 Congdon Shelter, VT LT M.P. 10.0里程数 10.0 英哩 (16.1 公里)天气 阴天到暴雨我今天的路程。红色的小屋，外加说明，为示意性的夜晚露营地点。我进到镇上的时间尚早，按预定计划补充食品，便沿2号公路往Williamstown的超市走去。我给自己买了四个甜面包圈，和一大杯咖啡，很快消灭完了。购物完毕后，我感到天气十分的闷热，沿着来时的公路返回小道。麻萨诸塞州与佛蒙特州的交界还在照片大山的后面，要有一阵子爬了。由于天热，上坡消耗了不少的体力。到了山顶我发现天开始飘下雨滴来，但没有任何立刻的威胁。 麻萨诸塞州在"长小道"南端起点与州界交会处设置的牌。这里同时又与阿帕拉契亚小道， Appalachian Trail共用。佛蒙特州在";长小道"南端起点与州界交会处设置的牌。沿着它走440公里，就可以到加拿大的边境了，但最好不要越过，万一被美国边境巡逻发现，法律问就来了。我重新上路几个小时后遇到了一场雷暴雨，被迫穿着雨衣，坐在地上半个小时。在到达Congdon Shelter之前，我走过湖边，泥潭，沼泽地等，两脚全部湿透，给今后几天的行程带来了极大的痛苦。我走了好半天终于到了Congdon Shelter， 一个老旧，黑暗的双层木屋。一个来自澳大利亚的阿帕拉契亚小道南行直通背包客已经在里面了。我们聊了好半天，并想法晾干潮湿的衣服，但作用不大。我刚睡下不久，也快要到晚上九点钟，两个年轻人，Tully和Jungli 姗姗来迟。我心里有点意见，但想来他们为年轻人，正在学习阶段，不要过分责备他们。由于我从麻萨诸塞过来一直在病中恢复，体力非常疲乏，人情绪很低落，加上天气不好，脚病严重，小道西周无风景，所以连续好多天，拍片的欲望几乎没有。 2009年8月22日当日起点 Congdon Shelter, VT LT M.P. 10.0当日终点Goddard Shelter, VT LT M.P. 24.4里程数 14.4 英哩 (23.2 公里)天气 阴天到小雨我依旧想往常一样，早早起来，与那位来自澳大利亚的朋友互相道别，便走在茂密，潮湿，和泥泞的树林里。那两个年轻人还在睡觉，就象其他年轻人一样，起来的都较晚。但他们体力好，白天能做出长距离，而且傍晚结束得也迟，所以在行程上并不落后。佛蒙特州的"长小道"，处于一种特殊的地质构造上，地表有很丰厚的土壤覆盖 ，且多为细状，或腐质的泥土。由於小道长期使用，表面形成低洼的槽型，下雨后容易积水，而且非常不易排出。昨天的大雨使得小道非常的难走，我很多时候无法越过大一点的泥潭，必须要绕道行走。更可恶的是这小道经过好几个湿地，和湖泊。那里面的水积蓄太多，都溢满出来了。原来不错的，木板条铺设的小道全部被沉浸在好几英寸的水里，我不得不穿着鞋走过去，反正也已经湿透了。长时间的将脚浸泡在水里，使得皮肤变得软。鞋子和袜子受水后，体积变大，加上我仍穿着两层的袜子，一个缺智的决定。因为以上几个原因，我脚皮肤被磨破的机率大大地增加，而自己却没能及时地预见到。一路上几乎没有任何的观景点，一直都在茂密的林子里行走。经过一个大爬坡，我最终来到了Goddard Shelter，一个海拔高度3,540英尺的山坡上。这是我从美国南部地区过来露宿的最高的一座山峰，已经好几个月了。里面有许多往南行走的人，包括一些加拿大来的徒步者。我与他们聊了半天，并在那里吃了晚饭。。因感到今晚在棚里宿营太拥挤了些，我就在附近的林子了找了一片空地，搭起帐篷。 一个父女的搭伴也来到此地，在林子里象我一样。我犯了大错误，将我的帐篷设置在一个小浅沟上，一厢情愿地晚上不要下雨，人太累又不去反复思考一下，但结果恰恰相反。第二天早上发现帐篷里面的脚一端全是积水，衣服，睡袋，睡垫全部潮了。幸亏我带的是化纤的睡袋，问还不太严重。当天的路程及宿营地点。 2009年8月23日当日起点 Goddard Shelter, VT LT M.P. 24.4当日终点 Story Spring Shelter, VT LT M.P. 33.3里程数 8.9 英哩 (14.3 公里)天气 阴天到大雨爬上Glastenbury Mountain并不困难，但我脚上开始觉得很疼痛。山顶的一个旧的森林火灾了望塔已经没有观察员了。我去过不少有了望塔的山顶，只有一次遇见个了望员，并与他聊了一会儿，知道当代的无线电话通讯与卫星观测技术发展很快，靠人工来报警即慢又不准确，又费人工，所以大部分已经废除了。Glastenbury Mountain山顶的火灾了望塔。下Glastenbury Mountain给我一身中第一次这样的感觉，我是象走在一个完全绿色的世界里。树叶，树皮，地表，石头都被绿色所包围与覆盖。小道的表面高低不平，很粗糙，我要用脚掌来掌握好平衡。 这样就造成前脚掌的应力过分集中，给已经感染的破损伤口，主要在脚趾之间和底下，带来了巨大的疼痛。我在临近中午十分，实在无法忍受，似乎意识到一个原因所在，将里面的一层袜子脱掉，好减轻一下挤压的感觉。此时天从阴天转为零星小雨，并逐渐加大。我穿上雨衣，在雨里走了一刻钟，到了Story Spring Shelter。我估计雨还要再下，不愿拖着带伤的脚，让其继续恶化， 决定今天到此为止。我在棚子里见到了一个阿帕拉契亚小道北行贯通背包徒步者，Beam Man, 正在休整。他说他在康乃迪克州Salisbury的一家客栈里见过我。 我当时正发烧严重，没有留意过往的客人。另外我昨晚见到那两个父女搭档，不久又出现了。我原本不知道他们为父女，有点岁数差，觉得有点奇怪，羡慕那男的有桃花运气，但经那男的一说才明白。他们是从Grafton, Maine来的。他跟我将说了在缅因州州徒步的经历和所花的时间，给了我一些思想准备。北边的记为我今天的营地。下面的是昨天的， 因为我北行。下午又陆续来了些背包徒步者，一个阿帕拉契亚小道南行贯通背包徒步者今晚与我共用这个避难所。另外一帮哈佛大学的新生也来凑热闹，但觉得人多棚子里会太挤，就到附近露营去了。他们是参加一个新生辅导适应项目，用集体背包徒步的方式来完成，对我来说挺新鲜的，估计益处不少。下午一直在下大雨，到傍晚才停。我也睡了一个长的午觉。又是临近晚上九点时分，那两个阿帕拉契亚小道北行贯通背包徒步，青年男女搭档出现在棚子里，我此时已经睡了好久了。但一般不成文的规矩是，晚上九点钟后到了营地，就不应该去棚子打扰了，而是睡在外面。理论上讲他们遵守规则，但也太靠近时限，一般人在棚子里七，八点钟就入睡了。他们与我说话，吃饭，弄了我好半天没能睡着。我在麻萨诸塞州的一个营地第一次碰见Tully，那个男生，可能大学才毕业，人挺随和的。当时我被千军万马的蚊子说包围，痛苦不堪，自己在外搭起帐篷。他又因为食物不够第二天要早点下山。看来年轻人不愿被琐事烦恼，计划不周是他们的特点之一。但同时这也体现出他们无忧无虑，尽情放松的生活态度。反正他们有身体的资本和足够的勇气，出来玩，何必象我操那么多心呢? 2009年8月24日当日起点 Story Spring Shelter, VT LT M.P. 33.3当日终点 Spruce Peak Shelter, VT LT M.P. 51.6里程数 18.3 英哩 (29.4 公里)天气 阴天到多云今天一开始的几个小时都是在相对较低的地方行走。可以想象那泥泞的小道给我带来的麻烦。四周的景色依然没有，只有无边无际的绿色树林。我穿过几个乡间公路，也见过一些人家，觉得倒是退休后隐居的好去处。爬Stratton Mountain需要不少的时间，上山的路上遇见一个女性阿帕拉契亚小道南行贯通背包徒步者，聊了好一会儿，我们互祝走运。对她来讲还有更多的路程要走。北边的记为我今天的营地。今天我的脚情况更糟糕，不但很疼痛，而且还发出难闻的怪味。可能受潮后的鞋子与发炎的肌肤共同造成的。我经常要把脚趾向内卷起，避免接触到鞋底，以减轻疼痛。我行走得速度相当得缓慢。我昨天已经开始服用内服抗菌素，阿莫西林，以帮助减轻炎症。越往上走，越能看到高山地带的植被，整个小道的面貌也发生变化。我在山顶与见到一个女性木屋看护员。她扮演小道历史的讲解员，和环境提倡者的角色。我又遇见那两个父女搭档。我歇了一会儿，吃了点东西，因上面温度低，就赶紧下山了。Stratton Mountain的铭牌。其海拔高度3,936英尺(1,200米)。左边便是个旧的火灾了望塔。Stratton Mountain山顶的解说牌，象历史，注意事项，地图等。我在山顶的小歇处。Stratton Mountain山顶的小木屋。住着Green Mountain Club的专职看护员，主要是向大众讲解"长小道"的历史，平时的作业，注意事项，和积极推广环保的观念等。下到Stratton Mountain山下，在湖边遇到又一个父女搭档的背包客。这次他们是从新墨西哥州来的。因家庭闹纠纷，那男的还随身携带许多家庭里的私人文件，准备在法庭上使用。他的小女儿爱画画，他就不停地拿给我看。可我却急得赶路呢! 我在山顶见到的来自缅因州的那对父女搭档正在对面的湖边营地晾晒潮湿的装备，而我因脚疼，走得慢，不想丧失时间。我在下一个避难所附近给一个在Manchester Center的私人客栈的主人打了个电话，预定了一间房间，好明天住进。奇怪，在山里居然还有手机信号!下午的大半行程相对容易，但我脚却疼得麻木了。来到距通往Manchester Center的公路不远的Spruce Peak Shelter， 里面有个来自波士顿的徒步老者。知道我的脚伤后给了我一些水泡帖片。 但我又还给他，我的情况更严重，不是水泡问，而是感染发炎。我感到自己得头上有点发热，估计是发炎引起的低烧。那对来自缅因州州的父女搭档又来到此地，依照他们的传统，在附近的林子里搭营。我们三次见面，似乎已经成为好朋友了。他们告诉我他们的食品储备多，明天继续往前赶路。而我明天却要到城市里去。我们在傍晚时相互问候道别。我谢谢他们给我提供的缅因州州徒步信息，因为那里有一段很艰难。2009年8月25日当日起点 Spruce Peak Shelter, VT LT M.P. 51.6当日终点 Rt. 11/30, to Manchester Center, VT LT M.P. 54.4里程数 2.8 英哩 (4.5 公里)天气 多云到晴昨晚避难所里又来了一批年轻人，睡觉时倒挺安静的。我早早离开，想尽早地进城，好好地休整一下。花了一个多小时，我就来到佛蒙特州Rt. 11/30公路。没有十分钟，一位驾着斯巴鲁的乡绅便把车子挺到路边。他一会儿对我说他的儿子在外徒步，也希望能搭乘到别人的车。我住在Manchester Center的Sutton Place。这家客栈为私人的住宅，上面二楼的几间卧室全部改装为客房。我选了一间最小的，也是最便宜的。但绝对值上却相当的贵，因为这个州是个旅游业的州。这个城市为典型消费型的，有众多名牌产品促销店，而在冬季又是滑雪的好去处。我今天的路程。左边为Manchester Center。Sutton Place前的一条街。主街商业街的一部分。主街商业街的一部分。主街商业街的一部分。主街商业街的一部分。主街商业街的一部分。主街商业街的一部分。名牌产品销售区。名牌产品销售区。左边街对面为洗衣房。 右边是名牌产品销售区。左边为洗衣房。我在洗衣的时候，洗衣房旁边一个甜面包圈店。我在里面简单吃了早点，问掌柜的哪里有好的餐馆。那人告诉我不远处的这家餐馆。我点了一份牛排，吃的时候发现，做的太老了，底下都烤焦了，很失望，但还是给了那服务员，一位退休妇女小费。从第一家餐馆出来。当地的商业中心。我在右边那家超市，Price Chopper里买了食品，我事先知道可以问其经理能否享受与当地持会员卡人同样的折价，有点出乎我的意外，他们很爽快地同意了。这个城市里有几个户外用品商店。一家大的就在画面右边， Eastern Mountain Sports.我的头像，十分的疲惫，和被脚病所困扰。食品超市。一家中国餐馆。我在一个多小时内又吃了一顿午饭。附近的一座高山。想爬山的人，住在这地方不错，四周都有高山。买完食品，往回走去。今天晚上我来到此家餐馆，叫了份牛排与大西洋龙虾，那里的色拉菜为尽管吃。味道比中午吃的牛排要好多了。服务生小姐又热情漂亮，钱多花一点也挺值的。但这个量对我来说根本不够。商业街旁的景色。商业街旁的景色。商业街上貌似住宅，但却为名牌商店。注意基督教堂前立柱上的中文。2009年8月26日当日起点 Rt. 11/30, to Manchester Center, VT LT M.P. 54.4当日终点 Baker Peak, VT LT M.P. 66.8 (+-)里程数 12.4 英哩 (20.0 公里)天气 多云到小雨，转晴我想早点回到小道上去，放弃了在街头等搭免费车的概念。所以我昨天回来客栈后便于当地的一个出租车联系好，今早送我回小道。那个司机是个意大利移民，娶了泰国的女人，最后明白着向我要小费。通常我是给一点。但只有他以为背包徒步者都是下层人物，年轻人，不懂规矩，先明讲。我感觉到金钱味，很粗俗。个人旅途时间充裕的话，还是搭车的好，至少能帮助省点钱。今天我所走的路线。一进入小道不久就遇到前天晚上在Spruce Peak Shelter里碰见的来自波士顿的老者，看样子太累了，打算回家。Bromley Mt.是个滑雪场地。昨天还是个大晴天，可现正乌云密布，似乎又要下雨了。山顶附近的雪道。山顶上的缆车终点。山顶处为滑雪者提供的避难处。我在那儿避风处，小歇了一会。山顶附近的雪道。 山顶附近的雪道。我肯定这地方为私人拥有。Green Mountain Club与私人地皮拥有者达成协议，让徒步者无偿通行使用。快要走下山顶。注意那石柱上的识，阿帕拉契亚小道，向北。此处"长小道"依然与阿帕拉契亚小道共用一条线路。从Bromley Mt.下来前，前方天空的乌云。可能又是一个下雨天。下午两，三点钟的时候，天开始下起雨来了。我的脚昨天得到一个喘气的机会，加上我买了外用粉状消炎药，有好转的趋势，因此不想因受潮，再次将病情恶化。因离下一个避难所还远，我就开始琢磨在林子里找一片稍微平整的地方搭营露宿。二十多分钟后，终于找到了一个。没办法，山上地势崎岖，那地方距小道只有五，六米远。我才进帐篷，雨就下大了，侥幸逃过弄湿脚的厄运。我睡了个午觉，醒来没多久，听到外面的脚步声，便问谁在那里。那人回答我说他是Tully，一个我已经碰到过好几次的阿帕拉契亚小道北行贯通背包客。我撩开帐篷，与他简短地讲了我的情况。他祝我病情早日恢复，并以后在另一个网络，他的日志里专门提到这个情节。天到傍晚的时候，天开始变得晴朗了。我的心稍微得到了些安慰。今天相对有更多的时间恢复，脚的病情肯定会好转，明天我就可以做更长距离。2009年8月27日当日起点 Baker Peak, VT LT M.P. 66.8 (+-)当日终点 Clarendon Shelter, VT LT M.P. 87.8里程数 21.0 英哩 (33.8 公里)天气 晴我今天脚上的感觉要比前几天好多了，用药和休息都促进了它们的康复。而我在体力上又借此恢复了不少。天气晴朗，小道上的积水消失得更快。我一路"飞奔"，想把前几天失去的时间给找回来。我今天的路程。我一大早从林中的营地起来，便来到Baker Peak。从上面可以看到山谷里的公路。实际上我昨天下午至晚上都能听见车辆的马达声。可惜，我拍的照片都曝光不足，对面山谷无法重现。途中的一条小溪。我想这是叫Big Branch溪。过Big Branch溪时的一座悬索桥，及小道指示牌。Little Rock Pond的景色。湖边高低不平的路面又一次地提醒了我的脚伤。Little Rock Pond Tenting Area看护员的营地。他们被Green Mountain Club所雇佣，照理这里的露营事宜。因为这里的使用率高，背包徒步者想搭帐篷的话，一定要到规定的平台去，而且要向看护人员缴费，大概$5吧!Little Rock Pond的另一端。White Rocks Cliff的乱石艺术造型，都是背包徒步者的杰作。White Rocks Cliff的乱石艺术造型，都是背包徒步者的杰作。White Rocks Cliff的乱石艺术造型，都是背包徒步者的杰作。在此，我碰见一个阿帕拉契亚小道南行贯通背包客。大家寒喧了几句，互祝走运。White Rocks Cliff的乱石艺术造型，都是背包徒步者的杰作。White Rocks Cliff的乱石艺术造型，都是背包徒步者的杰作。昨天晚上露营地对面山谷向北的延伸。下面山谷里的机场是Rutland Southern Vermont Regional Airport。 Clarendon Gorge，Clarendon峡谷的下游。 它只是一个小峡谷。Clarendon峡谷的上游。我站在Clarendon峡谷的悬索桥上。美国有些大众娱乐的场所，基础设施惊人的好。佛蒙特州Rt. 103公路旁的一片草地。可见阿帕拉契亚小道的木质记，"A"字底下加个尾巴。这里要爬个相当陡峭的乱石堆。在这个时节，因气温高，我爬得慢，还被蚊子咬了不少口。Clarendon Shelter离这里已经不远了，一个小时不到的路程。我才到那避难所，就看见分别几天的阿帕拉契亚小道北行背包徒步者，Beam Man，和另两个人从旁走来。他们比我要快两天，正利用当地客栈的车辆，送他们作轻装徒步呢! 我安顿得比较早，在吃过完饭后不久，那个昨天傍晚在路边见到的Tully也来到了这个避难所。只不过他想休息一下，吃点东西，看好地图，然后继续上路。他可能在寻找一个非"官方"的捷径，因为这里人类开发的早，到处都有小径或道路。今晚我感到气温在下降，季节到了。2009年8月28日当日起点 Clarendon Shelter, VT LT M.P. 87.8当日终点 Rt. 4, to Rutland, VT LT M.P. 104.2里程数 16.4 英哩 (26.4 公里)天气 阴我上路后没多久就发现，小道的地理与我资料书上的不一样，而且沿途好长一段没有路。所以我心里一直嘀咕，此时每分体力都十分宝贵，就怕爬得冤枉。到了山顶后才发现那白色的记，于是松了一口大气。我下山后就碰到这个走失在护栏外的小母牛。因为小道非常泥泞，我不远睬到泥里，再弄湿脚，但又顾虑从其旁边走过会惊吓她，而把我给弄翻在地上。于是就想方设法与那母牛沟通，让她腾出个地方，和干脆走开。我不断地发出声音。起先她有点紧张，但很快地就明白了我的意思，知道我只想从旁的石头上经过，就朝着我的方向小跑过来，到我的身后去了。我大喜，感激她没有把我给弄倒在泥泞不堪的地上。([]
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阮素珮〖序〗去年元旦，我在零下45度的坝上草原，极度寒冷干燥的天气，还没回上海，我的手上就开始发湿疹。最初并不在意，却没想到，湿疹越发越多，最后竟伴随了我一年，并发展到全身性皮肤过敏。每次似乎过敏稍好一点，一旦出去旅行或出差，便又再次复发。而去年是我特别忙碌的一年，出差频繁，旅行也很频繁。湿疹却因反复发作，久治不愈，已成顽疾，让我去年整整一年，痒并快乐着。今年元旦，从柬埔寨回来后，十个手指头再次长满密密麻麻的湿疹，让我痛下决心，暂时不出去玩了，哪儿也不去了，就在上海呆着，修身养性。 修身养性，说起来容易做起来难。尤其是身处户外圈，身边的朋友都是不安分的旅行狂热者，春节开始，朋友圈里便陆续晒各类旅行照，接着是各类旅行计划。我又心痒了。 “当【旅行】被按下暂停键，还好有照片可以感怀与想念。只是为何，两个月前的柬埔寨之行，已如两年般久远？”当我在微信上敲出这段文字时，只觉内心悲凉。 人生有当下，还有远方。旅行，早已成为我的信念，是照进琐碎生活的一丝光亮。每隔一段时间，放下工作，放下压力，放下朝九晚五，去遥远的地方放逐一下，再回来时，便已是神清气爽，连平凡生活也换成了美好模样，不觉房价很高，客户很烦，压力很大。 但现在，我必须得做出妥协，与我的身体。 “你一定是以前户外水线走得太多，湿气过重”，“户外睡帐篷时，即使有防潮垫，湿气依然很重”。。。身边朋友帮我找着各种看似合理的解释。但不管原因为何，现在我要做的是暂停旅行，暂停行走。 人生都有阶段性的，不是吗？也许这是我的身体在向我发出的警告。我只是暂时停下来，休息一下而已。远方，永远在前方。我如此安慰自己。 当旅行暂停时，还好我有照片可以怀念，还有文字可以书写。 所以，现在，让我用文字来开始一段旅行吧。。。 D1（12-29） 上海浦东——柬埔寨暹粒暹粒，第一次看见“暹”这个字，我甚至不知该如何发音。问十个人，也许九个人不知“暹”字该如何读，而八个人不知“暹粒”又是何地？你不知暹粒，但你一定知道吴哥。如果你要去吴哥，那你一定得先飞暹粒，吴哥的门户。2012年元旦前夕，小美丽说，"我们去吴哥吧，元旦去吴哥，天气最凉爽。" 每年的11月至次年2月，是吴哥的旱季，也是最凉爽的季节，自然也是旅游旺季。3月开始气温上升，而5月-10月，便进入闷热潮湿的雨季，最高温度可达40多度。无奈时间太仓促，即使计划买大韩航空的机票从韩国绕过去，机票也很贵。那一年元旦，我们放弃了吴哥，我却开始对吴哥心心念念。2013年春秋开通了上海直飞暹粒的航线，我就盘算着，一定要去吴哥。待过了吴哥漫长的雨季，我依旧把去吴哥的时间定在了元旦。还在浦东机场候机，心里已是春暖花开。和蟋蟀头自拍一张，分享到微信朋友圈：“又一次出发，到温暖的地方过新年去！”Tips：办理去柬埔寨的证非常方便，在网上申请电子证，25美元／人，3个工作日即可收到证的PDF电子版本，打印出来，贴在护照上即可。申请电子证网址：https//evisa.mfaic.gov.kh/Default.aspx 直飞的好处便是，4个多小时后，我们已抵达柬埔寨国际机场。柬埔寨的海关人员会索要小费，已是公开秘密。”把1美元准备好，夹在护照里“，很多人的攻略会如是告诉你。但我不准备给他们小费。我们都有合法的入境证，凭什么还要给海关人员小费？排队等候入关。我前面一正在办理入关手续的中国男人，忽然转过身对他的同伴喊道：“他们要我交10元钱，你们有吗？””你就和他说no money！“未等他的同伴给他钱，我的话已喊出了口。那海关人员向我看了看，又低下了头。我想了想，为避免他可能的刁难，我干脆换了个通道排队。轮到我时，我递上护照。海关员接过护照，眼睛也没抬，只喃喃地用中文说了句："10元人民币。”“NO，” 这次，我的回答更简单。他啥也没说，只低着头把我的护照翻来覆去看。你就慢慢看吧，反正我不会给你钱的。我心里暗暗想着。磨蹭许久后，他叫我把右手放到一个指纹记录仪上，停留许久，再换左手，又停留许久。“NO～～NO” 他嘴里一边咕哝着，一边继续磨蹭着。我安静地等在柜台前，我就不信，不给他小费，他就不让我通行？最后，他终于在我护照上盖好章，把护照递还给我。我心里偷笑，接过护照，赶紧离开。下一个是蟋蟀头了，海关人员也对他说了同样的话，“10元人民币，” 他也用“NO”直接回绝了海关人员。我估计这位海关人员心里已是极度不爽，失去耐心，只让蟋蟀头放了一只手记录指纹，就让他通过了。据说，柬埔寨海关人员的索贿都是中国人培养出来的。如果真是如此，那就让我们每个中国人从NO开始，断绝掉他们这种劣根性。 走出机场时，旅馆派来接我们的车夫已拿着写有我名字的纸牌候在外面。住三晚以上，旅馆便提供免费的接机服务。我们将在暹粒住七晚，便理所当然享受了旅馆的这项免费服务。车夫叫Bunny，我们在暹粒相处了整整六天，我却是在最后一天才知他的名字。当时，Bunny对我们来说，只是一个临时来接机的车夫而已，我们并没想到在暹粒的六天，都将与他在一起，甚至还去了他家里。坐上他的TUTU车时，“take photo?” Bunny问我。他这么喜欢拍照吗？我一边觉得奇怪，一边把镜头对准他。“No，我是问是否需要我帮你俩拍张照？” Bunny摇着手，知道我误解了他的意思。真逗，这漆黑的夜里，帮我俩拍照？但我还是把相机递给他，于是，借着路灯的余光，有了我俩这张初来乍到的照片。 预订的旅馆Avie Moriya Villa（阿维莫莉亚别墅），还真是一幢两层楼的别墅，只有几个房间。老板是个意大利人，据说很nice很幽默。房价不贵，住7晚仅226美元，相当于人民币1377元。出发前一个月我才订房，可能正值旅游旺季的缘故，很多酒店房间都早已预订一空，包括朋友推荐的Motherhome Inn。找到Avie Moriya Villa属巧合，位置好，离老市场近，而且它的网上评分还很高。只是，不到200元一晚的房间，多少让我有点担心。这种担心，直到热情的服务生把我们领进房间，才终于解除。房间虽简单，却很干净，而且还有免费的wifi。蟋蟀头说肚子饿了，要外出觅食。于是，行李放下，我们便再次出门，坐上Bunny的tutu车，让他送我们去酒吧街。当然，Bunny并非免费送我们，他要求收费2美元。在柬埔寨，主要使用的货币是美元，从购物到吃饭的所有消费。而当地货币瑞尔Riel，一般只用来找零。美元与瑞尔有个固定汇率0.1USD=400Riel，通常只有用到1美元以下时，瑞尔才派上用场 。既然一切都用美元支付，所以，柬浦寨的消费并不便宜。2美元，差不多13元人民币，上海出租车的起步价，可以坐3公里。而我们坐Bunny的tutu车，仅几分钟而已，便已到了酒吧街。如此一来，是不是比上海都贵？但当时我没有2美元的零钱，掏出一张100美元，Bunny说，明天付吧。明天，已和他约好，下午送我们去买吴哥的门票。他就不怕我们明天爽约，不坐他的tutu车？我心里暗想。但可能正因为他这种相信，我们也都很诚信。信任与否，从来都是相互的。 酒吧街并非如想像中那般人头攒动、人声鼎沸，毕竟已是午夜时分，喝了酒的人，也大多回房休息了。但五彩的霓虹，震耳的音乐，还是和之前寂静的夜色形成鲜明的反差。“要不要去喝一杯？” 蟋蟀头问我。“不要。”我知道他故意这样问，他其实从来不爱喝酒。我们是来找吃的。但这些光鲜亮丽的酒吧，提供的除了酒水还是酒水。 酒吧街并不长，50米左右，穿行而过后，灯光便黯淡下来，稀稀拉拉摆着一些路边摊。从旅馆出来时，已向服务生打听过，夜里是否安全？即使得到服务生肯定的答复，蟋蟀头仍然一百个不放心，即使要吃路边摊，也一定要找个灯光明亮点的地方。我们还真找到一处明亮的角落。小食摊的玻璃橱窗上竟写着四个斗大的中文：牛肉河粉。“finish，finish！”橱窗后的一个男人对我说道。我站在小食摊前，探头往里张望着，可能看得太过专心，竟对他说的“finish” 充耳不闻。和蟋蟀头商量下，我便对老板说道，“要两份牛肉河粉。”“finish !” 老板大声地再次重申。哦，原来已经卖完，结束营业了。但之前我居然把“finish”听成“fish”，以为他在向我推销鱼了！真是三滴汗啊。 他家已结束营业，但紧挨着他家的另一个食摊，小妹仍在忙碌中。依然点了两份炒河粉，蟋蟀头的牛肉河粉和我的蔬菜河粉。每份2美元。在东南亚旅行的好处便是，与国内的食物差异不大，不会让人在饮食上感觉难以适应。用筷子吃河粉的时候，有点时光错乱的感觉。我们真的已经在柬埔寨呢？ 见我在拍照，一老外突然跳过来，张大手臂，做个怪脸，挡在我镜头前面。然后，我俩都哈哈大笑。嗯，我想，我们的确已在柬埔寨了。饭后去逛了小食摊旁边的超市，这里日用品一应俱全，成了我俩后来屡次光顾的地方。除了很多商品是made in China，几个中文字也是赫然醒目。 准备返回旅馆时，近凌晨2点，街头依然许多夜不归宿的游客。他们，是这个城市GDP的来源，也使这个城市无论白天还是黑夜，都充满生机。更漆黑的角落，一排排tutu车沿街摆开。比游客还多的tutu车，生意看来并不好做。如此竞争激烈，所以我们只用了一美元，便坐tutu车返回了旅馆。 D2（12-30）巴肯山日落吴哥窟的门票分为三种：一日票＄20，三日票＄40，七日票＄60。下午17点钟买票后便可马上进去，免费获得一个傍晚，去巴肯山或者吴哥看日落。所以，这一天，我们除了下午430出发去买吴哥门票，然后去巴肯山看日落外，并没有特别安排。于是，便安安心心地睡到自然醒。一觉醒来时，已是中午。从二楼的阳台上往外望去，除了电线太过扎眼外，街上空无一人，安静得有点过分。但这就是暹粒，白天游客们都散落到吴哥的丛林中，只有傍晚以后才陆续归城。所以，白天的暹粒永远都是寂寞的。 昨晚抵达时，夜色漆黑，完全不知我们住的这幢楼啥模样。现在下楼后，才算把这幢Avie Moriya Villa（阿维莫莉亚别墅）看清楚。外墙涂成淡黄色的小楼，看上去倒是分为雅致。二楼阳台上挂着柬埔寨国旗和红白绿的意大利国旗，看来老板的确是个意大利人。只是，旅馆里依然不见他的踪影。我对他有点好奇，为何要到这里来开一家廉价旅馆？这点房费，怎么算起来都不算什么高收入。蟋蟀头说，你以为老外都很有钱吗？说不定他在意大利也就一穷人。 出门时，已是下午两点半，准备走路去老市场吃午饭。看了酒店名片后面的地图，老市场与酒吧街相距很近。蟋蟀头说，你跟我走就行。“你确信你可以找到？”我有点怀疑。虽然昨晚坐tutu车去酒吧街吃过饭，但我依然毫无方向感。“我确信。”蟋蟀头的语气里，倒全是自信。于是，我俩就这样出门溜达了。 “我们现在走的路，比昨晚绕了一下。我只是想看看，这边又是什么样？”蟋蟀头说道，就好像他曾经来过似的。我依旧半信半疑，甚至中途还去问了两个路人，但证明我俩的确一直走在正确的方向。“你知道这是哪吗？”将近20分钟后，蟋蟀头指着一条街的入口。“不知道。”我摇了摇头。“这就是酒吧街啊！”“酒吧街？但为什么和昨晚的酒吧街没有一点相似之处呢？”我不相信。但很快，我发现路牌上写着Pub street。“因为这是酒吧街的另一头。”蟋蟀头非常淡定地说道。现在，我对他的方向感，佩服得五体投地。只是，酒吧街的白天与黑夜，反差实在很大。但为何街头有这么多警察呢？有什么事情发生吗？和警察叔叔确认了下，与酒吧街平行的另一条街道便是老市场。攻略说，老市场集中了很多餐厅。但当我站在这里时，眼前所见与想像中完全不一样。左边一排简陋的小吃摊，散发出来的浓烈腥味，让我只想赶快逃离。后来去这后面逛了一下，原来小吃摊的后面是个菜市场，难怪气味难闻。路右边的餐厅，看上去就精致许多。我很少按别人的推荐去寻找美食，因为在吃这件事上，我从来认为是仁者见仁，智者见智。毕竟每个人的口味不一样，要求也不一样。美食，凭自己的感觉去寻觅就好。就比如这家放满绿植的餐厅，蓝色的桌椅、异域风情的桌布，明亮绮丽的颜色搭配，一入眼，我就挪不动脚了。 餐厅不仅装修考究，连服务员也很漂亮。点餐后，等候上菜时，蟋蟀头让小姑娘坐在桌子一边，给她拍照。我俩是餐厅唯一的客人，所以小姑娘很大方地应允了。她的眼睛大大的，笑的时候特别美。 饭前饮料，一定是每人一个新鲜椰汁。在泰国时，我们是如此习惯；到了柬埔寨，依然如此。同是椰汁，但柬埔寨和泰国的又有所不同。柬埔寨的椰子虽块头大，但椰汁却不如泰国的甘甜，味道偏淡。而且柬埔寨的椰汁比泰国的贵许多，柬埔寨一般＄2（相当于人民币12元），而泰国仅10泰铢（相当于人民币2元）。如此一比较，感觉柬埔寨的消费比泰国贵了许多。 我们这顿饭是传统的柬埔寨美食。我的Amok fish 和蟋蟀头的Beef Lok Lak。Amok是当地的一种植物，用它的叶子裹着鱼肉或鸡肉或牛肉，再加上椰奶、咖喱粉、姜黄粉、柠檬香草等调料，在火上蒸熟。选择不同的主食料，便是不同的Amok，所以有了Amok fish、Amok beef、Amok chicken。也许暹粒边上就是洞里萨湖的缘故，所以鱼肉的Amok最为有名。而Beef Lok Lak则是用炒好的牛肉配上柬埔寨特有的烤肉酱。点餐时，我对蟋蟀头说，“我想吃鱼，可是。。。”我喜欢吃鱼，可是因为湿疹的缘故，已经戒鱼很久了。“那就点吧。吃了再说。”蟋蟀头二话不说，帮我做了决定。他就是这样，永远知道我在想什么，不管我是话只说了一半，还是什么也没说。他只是看情况，帮我把想说的话说出来而已。 我对这家餐厅的桌布和桌巾一见倾心，这就是传说中的纱笼布吗？我立即把它列入我的购物清单，只是，直到离开柬埔寨，也再没看见这么漂亮的桌布。 吃完饭，已近下午4点，得赶紧往回走了，因为和Bunny有约，1630来旅馆接我俩。回去时，蟋蟀头说带我走近路，即昨晚我们坐tutu车的路线，居然只用了十分钟左右，我们便走回了旅馆。一路上，见到许多候客的tutu车停靠在路边，也有许多tutu车司机主动过来招呼我们。尽管是旅游旺季，似乎tutu车的生意也难做啊。所以，当我们回到旅馆，看见Bunny已笑脸盈盈地等候在大门口时，便一点也不奇怪了。后来要离开暹粒时，我问蟋蟀头，为何我们从来没向其他tutu车司机打听过价格呢？不货比三家，就选择了Bunny，这似乎没有道理。“这要问你自己了。”蟋蟀头回答我。 1630，准时出发。当时 ，只与Bunny谈好这个傍晚的车费＄5：送我们去买门票，然后送我们去巴肯山看日落，最后把我们送回旅馆。 旅馆到售票处并不远，tutu车过去十多分钟就到了。实际上，暹粒本就是个小城，城区到呈哥窟十多分钟，到机场也是十多分钟而已。幅员广阔的是茫茫丛林，以及丛林中的寺庙。吴哥的门票很有纪念意义，因为会现场为每个人拍一张照片印在门票上，于是，每张门票都成了个人专属。最值得一提的是，在通货膨胀的今天，吴哥的门票这十年来都没有任何变化。十年前的三天票是＄40，现在依然是同样价格。 买完门票后，我们便直奔巴肯山。中途路过吴哥寺，远远地便能看见人山人海。我倒吸一口气，这么多人，我们如何拍摄日落？对巴肯山的日落，我似乎有了不好的预感。Bunny把车停在巴肯山下，指着不远处的一条山路说道，“你们就从那儿上山吧，我在山下等你们。”放眼看去，上巴肯山的游客也不少。我有点担心，山下这么多人，我们能在人群中找到Bunny吗？或者说，Bunny会找到我们吗？但实际上，我的担心有点多余，Bunny从来没有错过我们，他总是在我们从寺庙出来的第一时间向我们挥手。 在上山的入口处，有个伤残人士组成的民乐团在演奏，我大概看了下介绍，他们自称是地雷的受害者，请求募捐。后来我们在吴哥的每个遗迹入口处，都有看到这样的乐团。柬埔寨曾有举世闻名的吴哥文明，但也曾遭遇几十年的战乱。从1945的抗法战争到后来的内战，几十年的战争让柬埔寨变得满目疮痍。战争中埋下的1000多万颗地雷，比其人口还多，约占全球地雷总数的十分之一。因地雷遍布太广，数量太多，已成为延续至今最大的威胁，给柬埔寨人民带来巨大灾难，被地雷炸伤的人数远大于被炸死的人数。从1991年10月23日“巴黎和平协议”订后，联合国开始往柬埔寨派驻扫雷部队，但据说，要清除柬埔寨所有的地雷，需上百年甚至更长的时间。坏消息是，柬埔寨每天依然有平民被地雷所伤；但好消息是，我们游客去的地方，地雷都已清理干净。只要你走在有路的地方，就不用担心地雷。我放了钱在他们的募捐盒里。后来，每看到这样的乐团，我俩都会捐钱。有人说，有些乐团是假装成地雷受害者，只为骗取钱财。但不管怎样，我相信他们是真的。在神的领地，你敢说谎吗？为了赶上落日，我俩快步向山上走去。巴肯山虽为山，但并不高，高度仅65米，与吴哥窟的高度相近。尽管如此，它也是吴哥区域的制高点之一，所以，它总是被人们列为看日出或日落的地方。爬上山，我俩仅用了十分钟。但一上山，我傻眼了，举目望去，除了人还是人。随着人流往前走，有工作人员在维持秩序，要求大家排成一列，排队上山。抬头，仰望，矗立在山顶的巴肯寺，高高在上。虽然神庙底部大多坍塌，但屹立在山顶的它，依然气势不减。高棉人崇拜山，山与山神，是他们的原始信仰。真腊王朝的国王耶输跋摩一世登基后，把都城从洞里萨湖边的罗洛士迁至吴哥所在的一片平原，并在巴肯山上建立了第一座国庙。巴肯在当时不仅是王朝的中心，也成为婆罗门世界的宇宙中心——须弥山。([]
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