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郭珊绿

自从喜欢上旅行和行摄之后，清明小长假外出已成习惯。一年之际在于春，在这春暖花开之时，岂有窝家之理？今年的清明小长假选择了独行泰州，一来是去欣赏泰州那独有的垛田油菜花，二来是想去看看溱潼古镇，而这第三个要造访的泰州市区则是我的出生地，50多年了，这次回访泰州，只想找一找那童年曾有的一丝丝回忆。 4月4日晚，备好了行装，清明踏青行游准备启程。晚10点，到火车站候车室候车。此趟列车有点不靠谱，连续延长了三次晚点时间，直到近凌晨1点才检票上车。 4月5日早晨630，列车到达泰州站。泰州，我来了！自从在泰州出生后，5岁时曾随母亲回来过一次，这次再回泰州，已经时隔了50年。出了火车站，我直接到长途车站买去兴化的车票。715，乘坐泰州—兴化的班车前往兴化。车到兴化后，我没顾上歇息，赶紧到在网上预订的宾馆放行李，这次来兴化就为垛田油菜花而来，但考虑到缸顾镇油菜花景区游人太多，经宾馆老板娘推荐，乘坐10路公交去垛田镇高荡村。当公交驶至垛田镇的北腰村时，我已经被这里的景色吸引住了，中途喊公交司机停了车，我便开始了此行第一个景点的游览。兴化的垛田油菜花景区现在兴化市缸顾镇，但垛田油菜花是起源于垛田镇，不然这垛田镇的名字由何而来呢？据当地村民讲，当初开发垛田油菜花景区时是想选在垛田镇的，是镇政府因某种原因没能争取到这个项目，最后由缸顾镇把项目拿了去。现在缸顾镇将垛田油菜花项目搞的风风火火、轰轰烈烈，而垛田镇却备受冷落，无人问津。而对于我这个游人而言，这受冷落的垛田镇却是我喜欢的地方，没有挤挤轧轧的人群，一个人在乡间清清静静的游，好不惬意哦。下了公交车，我站在路边就迫不及待的拿出了相机开始咔嚓了。兴化境内共保存垛田4.8万亩，其中垛田镇境内2.4万亩，是兴化垛田保存最好最为集中的地区。在这里，无数块垛田漂浮在水面上，形态各异，大小不等，大的两三亩，小的只有几分、几厘，垛与垛之间互不相连，四面环水，人称“千岛之乡”。下车时并不知道这个村叫什么名字，只是看到这里风景无限就匆匆的下了车，问过村民才知道，这里叫北腰村。看这村名好像很老土，也不知这名因何而起，但现在村子的景象却让我感到意外，这哪里是个村子啊，分明就是一个度假别墅区嘛。只是别墅区的周边不是绿草坪而是金灿灿黄色的油菜花！如果村子里偶尔有那么一座两座别墅我也就不觉得稀奇了，可在这里，几乎家家都是这样的房子，这让我这个来自江苏省最贫困地区的人可是大开了眼界。这样的居住条件可与我心中的农村相去甚远了。多年来面朝黄土背朝天的农民现在居然住上了这样的房子，看到农村这样的景象，真是让我感到非常的欣喜。在北腰村口呆了一会，不甘心在村口这么溜达，干脆沿着村后的道路往田间走去。。。开始了一个人在垛田镇的“黄花之驴”。喜欢上行摄的这些年来，每年春季油菜花开的日子，都是去皖南、婺源踏春行游，那里的乡村景致是黄色的菜花衬上白墙黛瓦的田园风景，而今年来泰州，其乡村景色则有了大不同，这样的乡村田园风景是我来之前完全没有想象到的。白墙黛瓦是徽派风格，而这里是不是就该命名为“泰派风格”呢？而垛田油菜又是泰州兴化的特色，这样的景色也就是泰州独有的了。兴化垛田，历史上是由古泻湖逐渐淤积而成的湖荡沼泽地带，在上游来水的冲击、下游海潮的顶托下形成了一个个大小不等、形态各异、高低错落的水中土丘。先民们为了抵御洪水，垒土成垛，垛上耕种，形成了垛田。到1986年，兴化境内共保存垛田4.8万亩，其中垛田镇境内2.4万亩，是兴化垛田保存最好最为集中的地区，无数块垛田漂浮在水面上，形态各异，大小不等，大的两三亩，小的只有几分、几厘，垛与垛之间互不相连，四面环水，人称“千岛之乡”。人们进入垛田，无舟不行。垛田土体较厚，非常适宜于种植瓜果蔬菜。早在明代，垛田镇境内就有“两厢瓜圃”、“十里菱塘”两个景观列入了兴化地区的“昭阳十二景”中。20世纪50年代，垛田的油菜产量曾创全国之冠。兴化垛田是千百年来世世代代垛田人于湖荡沼泽荒滩之上手挖肩挑堆垒而成，是垛田人的智慧结晶。兴化垛田作为一种独特的文化景观全国罕见，不仅具有审美价值，更具有重要的历史与科学价值。几年前就想着来兴化看垛田油菜花，一直没能成行，这次独行兴化，还真没让我失望

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邓金良

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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2012年，随菠逐雨蜜月骑行东南亚1万公里的故事感染、感动了很多人。其中最受感动的是菠萝的母亲。她阅读每一篇报道，看一篇就哭一场，她为自己的儿子、儿媳自豪，同时燃起她内心深处的向往：这样的生活也是她的梦想。 2012年12月21日，随菠逐雨将和菠萝母亲一起，三人驾驶一辆边三轮摩托车长途旅行，将家庭亲情与摩旅生活做一次完美的融合。https//video.sina.com.cn/v/b/86098311-1722023197.html新浪微博请关注@机车党小雨rain @行走的马可菠萝 @随菠逐雨行程12月21日武汉出发（家母笔记：65楼）22日昆明（游记：59楼）23日昆明24日楚雄 25日楚雄（游记：82楼家母笔记：96楼）26日戛洒（游记：172楼家母笔记：203楼）27日墨江（家母笔记：213楼）28日墨江29日普洱（游记：220楼）30日西双版纳（游记：226楼）31日西双版纳（小雨画作：269楼）1月1日磨憨（小雨画作：295楼）2日琅南塔（游记：333楼）3日清孔4日清莱（游记：420楼）5日清迈6日清迈7日夜丰颂府8日夜丰颂府（游记：436楼）9日迈沙良（攻略：452楼）10日湄索11日乌泰他尼12日北碧13日北碧14日北碧15日春武里16日-29日象岛家有吉祥三宝：大宝——KTM 640ADV 二宝——KAWASAKI ZX6R 新添小宝——JH600B。小宝这货即将伴随我、母亲、@机车党小雨Rain 一起踏上2012.12.21南行之旅。因为新入手，操控没有完全适应，又害怕又兴奋，i feel goooooooood~高雪原（高君）笔名：马可菠萝自2005年正式进入摩托车圈；2006年起担任摩托吧旅行版版主；2009年担任1985年创刊的《摩托车》杂志执行主编；2011年任新蜂女子摩托车队探越丝绸之路活动总指挥。累计发表文字作品达30余万字，摄影作品千余幅。驾驶经验： 2005年单人骑行，驾驶XF90型摩托车，北京-新疆喀什-库尔勒，全程7000余公里。2007年单人骑行，驾驶EN125型摩托车，北京-拉萨-北京，全程8000余公里。2010年三人骑行，驾驶BMW F650GS Dakar型摩托车，成都-西藏樟木县-格尔木，全程6000余公里。2010年两人骑行，驾驶DuCATi Monster 696型摩托车，北京-新疆喀什，全程7000余公里。2011年单人骑行，驾驶LD450型摩托车，北京-锡林郭勒草原-呼伦贝尔草原，全程5000余公里。 2012年双人骑行，驾驶BENELLI600GS型摩托车，武汉-东南亚，全程1万余公里。小雨笔名：机车党小雨rain 介绍：任职街舞编导6年。驾驶经验：2011年团队骑行，驾驶WH150型摩托车，嘉峪关-喀什，全程4500公里。 2012年双人骑行，驾驶钱江龙150型摩托车，武汉-东南亚，全程1万余公里。随菠逐雨我打小喜欢摩托车，很大程度受母亲的影响。依照今天的准来看，母亲是当时镇子上唯一一位女骑士。镇子上的人经常可以看到一袭白衣白盔的女骑士驾驶一辆红色125排量摩托车，呼啸而过，这便是我的母亲。几乎所有的汽车、摩托车路过母亲身边时，都会不住回头留恋地张望。我像大多数少年一样，也偷骑过家里的摩托车，后来被母亲发现，因为担心我的安全，才不得已将车子转让。我一直认为母亲骨子里的闯劲要强于我，我后来的坚持行走和母亲对我精神上的影响密不可分。母亲上了年纪以后，更萌生了一些闯荡的想法，比如徒步西藏。她想了，便开始准备，之后的半个月中，她两次徒步往返30公里以外的外婆家。我看她认准了要做这事，于是积极帮她准备户外旅行用品。她也将我中学骑过的自行车翻出来维修保养，骑行锻炼。外婆和母亲的妹妹说母亲疯了，反对她的一意孤行。而继父也不愿意和母亲结伴同行，导致家庭气氛一度乌云笼罩。母亲很难过，我更替母亲难过，一个人想实现自己的理想，要遭受如此多的阻力。母亲很喜欢我的那些摩托车，我骑过的她都很喜欢。她不会上网，就用手机拍下这些车子的照片存着一个人的时候默默地看。她最喜欢我的BMW 650GS Dakar，她总和别人形容，我儿子骑宝马，那个车子如何如何威猛。我这几年的行走，大多是自私的痛快，钱够生活了，就偷溜出去透气。2012年春，有了我和雨的蜜月骑行之旅，我深刻意识到，旅行是快乐的，而家人应该分享这种快乐。2012年12月21日，传说中的世界末日，不去管它真或者假，我只想带上生命中最重要的两个女人雨和母亲一起旅行，无论生死，在一起就好，在路上就好，圆梦就好。感谢潘修环先生，让我的梦想有机会成为现实。https//www.whtv.com.cn/whtv_dslm/tv1/b/z/201209/t20120919_321202.shtml关于随菠逐雨的一则采访从北京八一制片厂录制湖北卫视的综艺节目归来，开始出发前的准备。这个环节就像上班时的例会，要说的、做的还是那几件事，但却又非说非做不可。我接手的是一台嘉陵的企业展示车。这台车平时是用来做企业文化宣传、展示、路演的，后来要卖，但武汉车友无人问津，所以被搁置在嘉陵仓库里落了厚厚一层灰。车子实际里程数非常少，而且性能调校很不错，只是外观有几处磕碰，局部保养不周有些起锈。以一台JH600A的价格获得了这台JH600B，我觉得还是值得的。我准备把它稍事打扮，随我、小雨和家母去远行。接手这台车属于权宜之计，因为母亲的首次长途旅行，我不想让她骑行；而一年两次长途骑行，对于雨的身体消耗又实在很大，思索再三，我决定选择JH600B作为此次旅行的座驾，我们一家三口同乘一部车子，有说有笑、其乐融融，想必也是非常美好的。接手JH600B之前有些担心行李空间不足，等真正见到它时，所有的担心就烟消云散了。JH600B座椅后部的行李空间实在很大，放一个人进去都并非难事。今天把车辆送去兄弟的专业汽车美容店进行外观保养，并在边斗中铺设汽车使用的地胶，隔音，耐磨。同时网购了GPS电源插口改装件以及3条全新轮胎，等这些配件到后，再做整车的保养（包括机油、机滤、冷却液更换；链条、牙盘维护；更换进口电瓶等）。八一制片厂内，和节目中的4位“妻子”合影。“人生是如此的辉煌，生命是如此的精彩”，和延参法师聊生活、聊机车、聊女人产生要带母亲一起去旅行的想法源自她的一条短信。 2012年8月20日今天感觉好多了！记得平生还是第一次感冒、发烧，病得如此重。连续三天高烧39°，还好昨天早上体温降到37.7°，今天体温终于正常了。我的身体一直都挺好，不太容易感冒更不会发烧，这次的情况可能是因为年纪大了吧。人要是患了病就像垒不起的一滩烂泥，眼睛都不愿睁更别谈想做事了，就连想想都觉得难，咳，什么也干不了。哈！现在好多了真的要好好想想我要做的事：我想把徒步西藏计划提前一步，在明年开春我生日那天出发（4月3日），是否对生命存在的思索有更深层的意义？不知老伴是否也愿意陪伴我一起同行，如果不愿意我也不会怪他，我能想象的到这么久的路程要走到何时，路上有多少艰辛和困难在等着。还有很多想象不到的难，谁也无法预料这么久的路程都会发生些什么，到那时都必须要去面对。所以老伴愿意陪伴是求之不得，皆大欢喜；不愿意也是情理之中，那么就有我自己去挑战，我是不会给自己打退堂鼓的。儿子，替我多多谢谢那些关注和关心我的圈里人，我不会让他们失望更不会让自己失望。还有一段时间我可以做些准备，这是我给予自己的一次最高峰的生命之旅。母亲这条短信深深感动了我。她病得最重的时候没有告诉我，而自己抗过了痛苦把迎接希望的信心带给了我。她是一个经历过太多磨难但仍然有梦想的人，她在实现梦想的过程中阻力重重，而我要做的就是帮她克服这些困难，勇敢去追求梦想。今年初的东南亚之旅，使用了米雅贡嘎的大型防水袋，感觉防水效果和扩展容量都非常满意。所以在淘宝上又购置了两只，满足我、母亲、小雨的随身物品存放。国内可以买到的女款摩托车车服实在不多，几经周折才找到MOTO-GIRL品牌的女款车服两件。粉色小雨，黑色母亲。同款异色，两人搭配起来应该非常好看。经过《户外探险》杂志的介绍，今年3月我开始与专业户外品牌kailas进行合作。2012年东南亚蜜月之旅，KAILAS提供给我和小雨宿营装备（帐篷、睡袋）以及户外情侣装、软甲冲锋衣等产品进行试用。KAILAS的VIVI小姐亲自为我和小雨挑选每一件情侣装，用她的话说，她觉得自己在为我们挑选嫁妆。让我非常感动。这次为母亲圆梦的长途骑行活动，再度受到KAILAS的支持，VIVI小姐为我、小雨、母亲准备了一箱户外装备，今天快递到家中。我不是高帅富，我是穷屌丝。KAILAS的产品我是消费不起的，但我却有幸能用得上这样专业、时尚的户外产品。感谢KAILAS的慷慨，感谢VIVI的体贴，感谢所有朋友的支持。世界末日，我为大家祈福。武汉武昌有一条又窄又乱的巷子，里面隐着三位“技术型宅男”。一位是进口车维修技艺高超，拆各色发动机如探囊取物的聂权聂师傅；一位是弯管焊接，制作的护杠媲美进口原装的二伟师傅；还有一位精通KTM，刷电脑搞改装，拥有完美KTM 990SMT的胡炯胡师傅。我车子碰到的大部分问都会找这三位“技术型宅男”解决。这次也不例外。JH600B就在这条又窄又乱的巷子获得新生。新款的JH600B应该表头位置已经安装了车载电源插头，我这款还是需要自己动手改装。这次出行使用的GPS仍然是服役了3年的Garmin 400T。上午电话给嘉陵武汉的负责人，得知发票和合格证刚刚办好，应该下午会发快递给我，这样看来，上牌照至少要推迟到下周一（17日）了。武汉市区目前摩托车牌照无法办理，只能考虑武汉郊区。近郊纸坊区只接受本区居民办理车辆上户。下午把小雨的身份证变更到武汉郊区，临时身份证也要周二下午（18日）才可以拿到。嘉陵JH600B的轮胎是建大轮胎专供，三轮可以互换，型号是4.10-18 75P，与普通2轮摩托车的轮胎不通用。淘宝上的价格接近400元一条。米其林、普利司通、倍耐力都没有同型号侉子适用轮胎，说明嘉陵600B与建大轮胎是战略性合作，国产品牌的强强联手。更换全新的4.10-18 75P绝对是个体力+技术活。“技术宅男“聂权聂师傅歇了三口气，抽了4根烟，花了近2个小时才把3条全新轮胎更换完毕。建大的此款轮胎花纹深、胎质饱满，触感偏硬，是为复杂路况、长距离穿越设计的轮胎。我预估此轮胎正常负荷使用，应该可以连续行驶10000公里以上，等待事实验证了。母亲原计划17日下午的航班。结果飞机故障，推迟到18日早飞武汉。我电话母亲说，如果真是20、21日的航班，还真不放心让她乘飞机过来。目前遇到些麻烦。JH600B武汉全市无法上牌，只能去咸宁办理，代办人员说要10天左右。等不及，准备将车运至云南楚雄，结果物流又碰到麻烦，德邦、天地华宇、中铁都不受理。佳吉受理了，但只能运至昆明，且要价过高，仅打箱和运费就近3000元。考虑从武汉骑车过去。但母亲年前需要回家陪外婆过年，这样国外旅行的时间就被压缩。要想一个办法才行。办法总比困难多，对此，我坚信不疑。当我获知佳吉快运武汉至昆明收费近3000元时，我开始考虑接受最坏的结果：从武汉一路骑至云南。最大的问首先是车辆没有合法手续，任何一次交通检查都有可能终止我们期待已久的旅行。其次这个季节行驶在中国中部地区，赶上恶劣天气，身体承受的痛苦绝对够骂自己一万次SB。还有国内路程过长，我不得不压缩东南亚的行程，这对于将首次跨出国门的母亲来说，绝对是很大的遗憾。午饭后，天气放晴，我觉得自己需要再出去碰碰运气。从网上获知大型的物流市场都集中在武汉汉阳区，距离我的居所几十公里，于是驾驶JH600B向汉阳走。我是外地人，对武汉不熟，对汉阳更加陌生，一路走一路问，经过了十几个路口，擦身几十位交警。今天的汉阳也不知道发生了什么情况，交警扎堆，每过一个路口就有4,5位警察叔叔。我心提到嗓子眼，但只能故作镇定，以正常偏慢的速度向前行驶。速度不敢提，怕交警认为咱做贼心虚，在下一个路口截堵，JH600B这车想逃还真是难度不小。人品一路爆发，支持我从居所顺利开至物流中心区。前后走了三个物流中心，最终找到一家做云南专线的三志物流公司。老板是个小伙子，瘦高、很精神，读高中的时候也是个摩托车爱好者。JH600B不打箱直接运输，省去打箱费用。我听他详细描述完车子如何用叉车送到货车上，用什么样的箱子进行隔离、保护工作，才放心不少，交了运输费用，打车回府。网购了21号去云南的火车票，世界末日，我们就要出发了。从云南可以陆路入境的国家有三个：越南、老挝、缅甸。越南允许携带自行车进入，对于摩托车的政策不是非常清楚，有车友成功从老挝进入云南，但大部分被挡在国门之外。老挝允许携带摩托车入境，目前磨憨-磨丁口岸基本是国内车友自驾去东南亚的唯一通道。缅甸的政策比较特殊，瑞丽口岸可以深入到缅甸境内，而其它几个口岸只能在距离边境线几十公里范围内活动。瑞丽口岸不允许携带任何交通工具，只能乘坐旅行社巴士前往曼德勒以南。老挝和泰国都可以落地，但问是从磨憨出境，如果没有老挝的证，中国方面可能不允许出境。但从泰国清孔返回老挝会晒口岸时，是可以入境老挝再办理证的。我是昨天晚上才大概了解这些信息，所以打消了去磨丁口岸办理老挝落地的念想。网上联系了一家昆明的旅行社，老挝和泰国证大概需要5个工作日。计划抵达昆明后将护照委托旅行社去办理，然后快递至西双版纳。而我们则前往楚雄办理车辆落户，之后去西双版纳等待护照到手。[摘自母亲笔记]2012.12.17 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童逸淳

这是6个女人的旅行，自从2012年6个女人来了趟缅甸之旅后，心就越来越野，胆子也越来越大。一年忙碌后，到了年底，突然发现去美国的机票好便宜，就一拍即合决定去美西自驾。因为其中三人去年4月已经去美西自驾一次，所以有点犹豫，想起电影西雅图夜未眠，心血来潮就把西雅图加进去，然后又发现西雅图是去阿拉斯加的门户，于是就决定继续向北，去阿拉斯加看极光。订票订房订车，不到两周6个女人就起程了，三个女人一台戏，六个女人出行注定是一场热闹之旅。终于到了要出发的日子，因为6个女人，两个有2-3年驾龄，两个今年刚买车，一个有照不会开，一个连驾照都没有，所以决定只租一台车，如此一来都没开过大车，就想租个小点的商务车，这样就担心行李舱放不下6件大行李，于是出发前手忙脚乱的拼箱子，争取只带4个大箱子，于是办公室里被我们搞的一片大乱。去不成又心有不甘的男同事，不时在旁边打击着我们，比如阿拉斯加自驾冰雪路很危险之类的。但心已经飞走的女人们虽然内心不安，却都被激动的情绪冲的根本听不进去。中午大家在楼下的餐厅聚餐吃了火锅，办公室所有人把我们送到楼下，当时嘴上都没说什么，但总感觉送行有点过于隆重，有点像十送红军的感觉，搞的好像多久回不来似的。毕竟阿拉斯加实在太遥远了，虽然去阿拉斯加看极光是我们的人生愿景，可是这么快就要实现，总觉得有那么点不真实。机场等待出发，6个女人要拍个出发的合影，自己先拍了一张，觉得还是应该找个人拍合影，于是抓了个旁边候机的帅哥，那帅哥早已注意到这帮疯疯癫癫的女人，一看找他很高兴的过来帮忙，一副早就等着召唤的模样，拍一张还热情的说，看看行不行，不行在给你们拍，看了6个女人走到哪里都很引人注目呢。微信发出去，立即有回复，你们去哪里？怎么还未成年人禁止入内呀。看看思想不纯洁不是，不就是没注意站到吸烟室门前了吗？香港中转，在候机室品品咖啡吃吃蛋糕，说实话香港的点心味道真心不错。国泰航空的餐饮还是不错了，冰淇淋还是哈根达斯，早餐还有稀饭。就是十几个小时的飞行时间实在难熬。但女人适应环境的能力是很强的，看，要杯红酒把自己弄得小脸通红，准备酒后睡个好觉的，三人椅子，一头一个抱着对方的脚的，另一个哪去了？原来自我升舱到卧铺了。虽然不太雅观，但毕竟可以躺下睡会了。微信发出又是一片喧哗，这方法不错呀，下次我们也这样之类的。不过这个也只能是我们了，几个女人可以，如果换成大男人这样，呵呵，不太可能吧。为什么？你懂得。抵达洛杉矶是晚上8点多，一夜休息，精神抖擞。天气很好，根本没有中央电视台说的什么，美国到处遭遇暴风雪，走之前搞的家人担心我们，我们自己也担心很冷，带的全部是厚衣服，前半程西部自驾，都没带多少薄衣服，热的够呛。酒店门前阳光灿烂，等着免费班车送我们去租车处提车。我们租车为了讨便宜找了个特价车，果然是便宜没好货，美国也有钓鱼，先拿便宜价钓来客人，然后再以升级车辆，推销保险等待手段加收费用。结果所以的推销备我们拒绝，那家伙很是不高兴。事实证明那台车果然不好，尤其是刹车肉的要命，在高速上踩三脚刹车，还是往前滑吓死人。就这么台车却是我们开的最长，天数最多的，而且后来发现我们认为小点的车好开，纯属误区，后来租的三台车都更大，但却比这台好开的多。最最郁闷的是行李箱小，6个女人想尽办法，几度调整，最终行李箱里只放进三个大箱子，还有一大一小只能放在后排的车座上。由于大部分人都到过洛杉矶，环球影城和迪斯尼也都去过了，白天也没有什么特别的活动，因为晚上要看NBA的比赛，所以只能在洛杉矶市内转转，先去圣塔莫妮卡海滩。这个海滩是洛杉矶最热闹的海滩，夏天会有很多人在这里晒太阳，游泳冲浪。但现在已经是12月了，海滩上没有几个人。其实对于我们来说，这个海滩的风景实在是没什么，但女人就是这样的感性动物，不管什么环境都能自娱自乐。这也太能自得其乐，就这么个管理员的小木屋都能让我们臭美半天虽然已经12月，洛杉矶依然很暖和，当天气温近30度，戏水完全没有问；海滩上有很多海鸥，牠们丝毫不怕人其实到圣塔莫妮卡海滩最重要的原因就是这里，66号公路的终点。66号公路是美国的母亲之路。在19世纪时是一条跑马车的路，1927年美国政府投资修路，断断续续修路十几年，终于修成了这条贯穿美国东西海岸的公路，东起芝加哥西止于洛杉矶的圣塔莫妮卡，全长近4000公路。当时正值美国30年代经济大萧条时期，公路的修建为大批劳工提供了工作的机会，其后也为美国西部的开发起到了至关重要的作用。对于我们来说，最熟悉的就是阿甘在66号公路奔跑的镜头。、超大冰淇淋洛杉矶除了迪斯尼乐园和环球影城，还有个盖蒂中心。这是用石油大亨保罗盖蒂的遗产建成的一个现代化的艺术中心，前后花费十多年才算建成。艺术馆本身不收费用，只是需要付15美金的停车费。从地下停车场直接坐电梯上到楼上，这里有个小小的电车站，坐上免费的电车，蜿蜒到山顶，就看到白色的建筑，那就是艺术中心了。里面收藏品都是盖蒂生前的收藏品，其中很多价值连城的艺术品，最为著名的就是梵高的鸢尾花，莫奈的草垛和美女。这么贵重的画居然没有玻璃保护，也没有隔离栏杆，可以近距离观赏。不过这么价值连城的艺术品，对于我们这几个不懂艺术的人，真是极大的浪费。里面很多画和圣经以及文艺复兴有关，不懂圣经和欧洲历史完全搞不明白画的是什么，于是两个女伴开始对着画斜批三国，我在后面听得捧腹而不敢大笑，怕影响到别人，如果作者听到她们的解说怕是气的要从棺材里面爬出来，真是暴虐天珍啊。 ([]

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