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五台山，中国佛教第一圣地。位于山西省五台县境内，方圆五百余里，海拔三千米，由五座山峰环抱而成，五峰高耸，峰顶平坦宽阔，如垒土之台，故称五台。五台分别为东台望海峰，西台挂月峰，南台锦绣峰，北台叶斗峰，中台翠岩峰。五台之中北台叶斗峰最高，海拔３０５８米，素称“华北屋脊”。五台山除五大禅处外，名寺还有金阁寺和碧山寺等。碧山寺是五台山最大的十方禅寺，佛经称东、西、南、北、东南、西南、东北、西北、上、下为十方。十方禅寺是可以使各方名僧来作主持的禅院，又叫十方刹。五台山在隋唐时已经名声远播，宋以后，日本、印尼、尼泊尔等国的僧侣与五台山都有往来。从五台山源远流长的兴始发展中，我们不难看出它在四大佛山所占据的特殊地位。它不仅生动翔实的记录了中国佛教起落兴衰的过程，同时还展现了佛教文化的灿烂和进步。作为我国四大佛教名山之首的五台山，千百年来吸引了无数的游人。 东台：又称望海峰，台顶如鳌鱼脊，海拔2795米。 鸿门岩：海拔2500. 北台：叶斗峰(3061m)，号称“华北屋脊” 中台：翠岩峰(2894m). 西台：挂月峰(2773米) 狮子窝 金阁寺 南台：锦绣峰(2474米) 大朝台线路 漫漫朝台路 包车从武汉与山西忻州砂河镇往返，单边行程约1200公里。这里友情提示下：考虑到湖北到达山西五台的火车票紧张加上队员多不方便转车，本次包车前往。但是最大的细节失误是没有预计到山西境内高速的本地规定是：大客车禁止夜间通行的时间与全国的不一样，当地高速规定：晚20：00--凌晨5：00禁止大客通行（与全国的规定凌晨2：00--5：00不同）。副领队：凡人 从砂河镇上鸿门岩。这里也友情提示下：五台门票目前168元，进山费100元，但这只是从台怀镇进入上五台的规定，而我们从砂河镇进入上五台，再从南台出来，没有任何收取门票和进山费用的地方。 鸿门岩 轻装东台往返东台眺望北台鸿门岩至北台，突遇8级狂风夹雨水以及大雾天气，重装沿山脊穿越几乎无法站立行走，同时狂风夹着雨水击打在全身，手上感觉如同冰雹击打，全身迅速失温，大雾中几乎难以看到前行的线路，原定的山脊和直切向上几乎不太可能。 当晚在北台挂单 第二天早上6：00全体24名队友北台合影，出发向中台。([]
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陈韦廷世界上哪有什么意义可讲，只不过是从前的经历拼凑的一个幻想罢了，选择一段未知的路，希望和彼时的自己达成和解。记忆很短，故事很长。而那些已经或是正在发生的所有，就是此行的意义：在8000米级雪山环绕的地方，拥抱70多岁的老太，感叹50年后的自己肯定做不来这种事...坐在博卡拉老城区的大马路上，和一群老太太悠闲地看车来人往...在错愕和惊叹中遭遇了拉萨城几十年最大的一场雪，依然有信徒围着大昭寺磕长头...一出贡嘎机场就搭上了加央卓玛家的便车，彼时距离上次徒搭318一年十个月...在错愕和惊叹中遭遇了拉萨城几十年最大的一场雪，依然有信徒围着大昭寺磕长头...和风哥等人，坐在隐匿于布宫附近的洞穴藏餐馆+DMMT夜聊：你为什么来拉萨...被东北大哥用电摩送到日喀则城西318国道口，在4907段搭上去往樟木的大巴...入境后，和一伙人拼车讨价还价的同时，还在拼命纠正自己的语法...在汽车站乘上加都到博卡拉的夜班车，临发车时大巴上只有自己一个乘客时的恐惧...在距离Banthanti十多分钟的河沟里光手捡石头，堆起一个新年快乐的“玛尼堆”...和所有的遇见，念叨Namaste，然后在不经意的拐弯处又再次相逢...同天遭遇两次”大雨+冰雹+雷电“的状况下赶到Chhomrong，只为越过时差打电话问过年好...和龙哥，阿文除夕夜围坐在火堆旁，边烤袜子手套，边分享同杯尼泊尔的Local Wine...在8000米级雪山环绕的地方，拥抱70多岁的老太，感叹50年后的自己肯定做不来这种事...到达ABC时的路上，仰起头肆意享受喜马拉雅的日光，于是被烤焦...坐在博卡拉老城区的大马路上，和一群老太太悠闲地看车来人往...在贾纳克普尔（尼泊尔 ‧ 印度边境城市）遇上三人，被Shailendra乘上夜巴送到加都...在斯瓦扬布纳特寺终于看见心系已久的慧眼，透过围巾感受恩泽四方的神圣...经历黑白颠倒，看到藏区的第一眼桃花，安静的像全世界都开满笑颜...穿过色拉寺层层白墙，却终究驻足在一盏万人延续香火的油灯前...等辩经的间隙，和一个汉话很好的藏族大妈闲聊，临走前被赠与糖果...回程路上，用一列火车的时间反复回忆所有，最惦念某个原本的单纯...前序：有些开始，注定以，拒绝，为原点向右无限延伸。《朝圣之路》里有这样的对白：Why he was alone? (为什么他是一个人？）The way is a very perisonal journey.（这段旅程是非常自我的。）一个人？素心。直面。暂离固有的生活圈子，来到完全陌生的国度，随意支配时间，或走或停，坦然地接受一切遇见，没有计较没有迁就没有终点，只是想，在路上，和这个世界平和相处，和真实的内心赤裸相对，我就是我。再次听了，在DMMT夜聊时的录音：有人因为追随信仰，有人因为寻求改变，而自己讲了很多所谓的“意义”，时隔数天，连自己都不再认同，就像当初遥望着松赞林，却义无反顾地走上了318，时刻在变。每条路都有自己的属性，当你和他一旦产生关系，其中的感受一定是独立的。如果不是自己亲眼看到，你真的会以为，世界就只是他想给你展示的那样。是吗？不是。我的世界没有穷231; 游，尽管我会住青旅，偶尔吃泡面，乘坐当地的交通车，也会一个人走夜路，我只是在用最适合自己的方式去到最想看的风景，在生命的夹缝中努力坚持自己想走的路，把时间给所有的经历，把真心给最重要的人，把自己给这样的世界。看到的，听到的，感受到的，都是我的。只要你敢向前踏出一步，全世界都会为你让路。如丧青春，行走依然。Hi，很想把你写进故事里，可那种逆流而上无条件的好，怎能是文字可以御驾的，很多Gentle的细节，让我从内心记住这个人。感谢你所关照的一切。虽然只知道名字，已足够。你特意买给我的红牛，最终没有带回中国，连同记忆一起丢在了通往贾纳克普尔的夜巴上。关于你，故事很短，记忆很长。因为，最原本的单纯。Day -1： Feb.11 晴？阴（记不太清）？ 西安这一次真的是毫无防备的，想走就走了，也不过是在临行前一个月确定开始准备的。最直接的导火索是东梁，费尽力气拔高上去，却发现自己已然慌乱到跟随众人的脚步，只拼命地走路，其它完全被丢在身后，下山后，其实心里很空，那种失落感，彻底打败了我。不是个功利的人，可是很多时候却在人潮中，不得已被拥挤向前，既没有达成别人的目，也迷乱了自己的方向，就好像拿着别人的地图努力地找自己的路，远远大于得不到的痛。我很喜欢现在的工作，至少很让我有燃烧感，但是，每天用不同的瓶子盛装他人的心情，久之，也会疲惫，因为花在上边的心思，只有自己知道，而不断地只输出不输进，势必会枯萎。于是，我想换个心情，决定走出去看看。这一天，还被各种事情拖挂着，公事私事，还要在夹缝中挤出时间来照顾自己，竟然会走神。这大概也算是黑暗前黎明的某部分吧，我接受。晚上，聚会，BS问了一个他认为比较私人的问：你是不是富二代？哈哈，当场被笑了：我不是，我很穷。我只是在自己能力范围内，随意地界定自己的人生，就连行程单也做的极其简略，这大概就是射手的特质吧。然后，给自己买了一份户外险，一个人，不知道前路有什么，也不知道会发生什么事，但选择行为，承担后果，如果真有万一，那自己预先支付部分也算是爱身边的人吧（以前我不会这样做）。这，是成长。Day 1： Feb.12 晴 西安→拉萨几乎是，一放假，就奔离机场，连回家的机会都没给，虽然这次是真的给家人都汇报了，自己要去远行并且得到恩准。却在前几天的一个电话里突然就难过，因为不能在家过春节，就提前打钱回去让妈给家里添个菜：不要嫌少。于是，就被喷了，她当然不会在乎钱的多少。可是，我，竟然开始用钱来平衡感情了，我知道她最想要什么，却一时给不了，谁让我是崇尚自由的射手女呢！早起，忙忙乱。赶到机场大巴停靠点时，却被无情拒载，原因是这车赶不上11点的飞机，噢，忘了今天是还是工（da)作(du)日(che)了。怎么办？怎么办？然后就被叫去拼了个的士，刚好差我一位，赶往机场的路上，看着窗外太阳初升，觉得一切美好的恰到好处，而我的运气总是好那么一丁点。因为到的实在是早，只能在航站楼外随便拍拍了。这个航空公司的服务还是OK的，不过，拜托你们能把机窗玻璃擦擦干净么。基本一飞离西北偏中地区，窗外，就是蓝天+白云+雪山的组合了，尤其是经过的甘霞地貌，自然是神奇的，不管哪个角度，它都是无可比拟的。因为要飞三个多小时，实在无聊，不觉就和邻座的藏妹-加央卓玛聊了起来，反正就是各种的话各种的不停，她很厉害，基本大学就在内地上了，然后又自己玩了很多地方，这次是来咸阳进修的。要知道其实，很多藏人是不愿意离开自己家乡的，就像雄鹰不会轻易离开蓝天，那是他们自由的归属。得知我也是去拉萨，就被恩允了搭她们家的便车，虽然曾在藏区搭车无数，而此刻却觉得很不好意思，但又欣喜无限，要知道，这里曾是从前梦想终止的地方，而今却是再次续航的新起点，而被搭车，再次把我完全推向了前路。因为她们的目的地是在拉萨城边的堆龙县，我就在离拉萨20多分钟大巴路程的公交站等车，下车后发现，身上一点零钱都没有，于是想等卓玛家车走了，会附近换零钱，看车来了，我也没走，她就问我：怎么了。我就说：我等会去换个钱。然后，然后，她就从车窗给我几个一块，我一再强调不用（搭车已足够，怎能还要车费），不过她很坚持，于是抽了一块，并再次表示感谢。我，不属于这里，但依旧是受欢迎的，谢谢首见礼，拉萨！谢谢加央卓玛！追着记忆，找着今时的路，终是不记得曾经了，七拐八绕，到达了客栈，大门紧闭，于是拨电话也不嫌麻烦，就习惯这家。卸下行李，就大昭寺了。为什么住在大昭寺附近呢？总觉得大昭寺给人的感觉相对（布宫）亲近，可以随时跟着转经的人潮淹没其中，可以随时消失在某个拐角，可以随时坐下来瞻仰佛光，就这样任性地看光影流白，像一幅古老的画。转经一圈，坐下来，很自然地就和身边的人聊起来。已经忘记了他的名字，大概记得关注他的故事：说是小时候被弃，过来寻亲，很久，未果，他的根在西藏。不多做评断，只想说：经历只是人生的一部分，如果死守，那么枯萎的就是明天。我们无法选择开始，但怎么活，就是自己的事了。不是不重要，是有人更值得珍惜。记得我走时的话吗？不放弃，也放弃。还是先安顿好自己的生存吧：别人帮你是他仁慈，不帮你是常理，你是个成人，应该学会照顾自己。喜欢大昭寺周围的场，对，就是，场。焚香的静，转经的诚，脚步的长，心情的短，一切不干净，一旦进入有效场区，就会自然从胸口溢出，化成烟，散了。习惯低眉，久了，竟然不知道，原来仰起头的瞬间，是如此的肃穆，有经文在绕。我知道，有一盏灯，一定通往这里：木如宁巴。已不复从前，其实很怕再次走进这里，因为，虔诚，静寂的让我心生恐怖。信，是这个世界，最强大的力量，即使面对黑暗，它也会轻易将夜撕开一个口子，于是，黎明便来到了。不知道，我一回头，有没有人站在我身后，而此时，我就这么静静地看着你背影，希望你早点回家，因为，有人在等你...不知道是前两晚没休息好（都是凌晨2点睡的），还是真的飞过来有丁点头疼，本想去喝甜茶，考虑太晚，直接拎了罐青稞酒，喝点当地的东西，比喝药管用。当然，真正的青稞酒一定要去家里喝，就要那种散装的，很酸甜，反正我是喜欢的。补个梗吧：在大昭寺门口坐的时候，有个小女孩跑出来跟我要钱，直接拒绝，死缠了很久，无果，终究自己离开。说说我不给的原因吧：他们原本单纯可爱，是我们的仁慈，毁了这一切，世故，心计，纠缠，小小年纪就要承受这些扭曲，也是我不想看到的。小孩是评测一方世界的尺，没有绝对的对错，但是我有权作出选择，坚持我所认为的对。我是这样的人：如果我觉得没道理，你越坚定，我就越拒绝。这是典型的射手，遇强变强。Day 2： Feb.13 大雪→晴 拉萨一定是，昨晚转经时，没祈祷今天的好天气，于是，清晨6点多，站在客栈的3楼，看到地上积了厚厚一层雪，有种已经筑建好的世界坍塌的感觉，因为我已订好车，下午直奔樟木，就连证也是提前好的。而现在，我只好先出门。打电话给订车方，对方还在熟睡，迷糊中，听到了下雪了，自己也无法确认今天行车是否正常，需要联系樟木才能给我回复，车子到底能不能走。彼时的心情，无以言说。可是当我趁着半夜色走到这里时，已然被触动。地上的雪至少80mm厚，依然有很多人来转经，甚至，还有人磕长头。雪真的很大，我已无法直接将镜头露在外边拍照，因为就一张照片的时间，它会落满雪，我会心疼，只好给它罩个羽绒服的袋子。我偏离人行的轨迹，踩雪走到边上的一个ATM机亭里（我怎么会说是怕相机进水了）。脚印有多深，雪就有多厚，我的高帮是直接陷下去的。大昭寺的另一侧，已经排了长长的队，我不知道有多早，但似乎每个人都在耐心地等着，等着朝拜，等着救赎，等着天亮。每个人对“在路上”都有不同的界定。而我认为：我在原有的生活里同样可以睡懒觉，可以吃得好，行得好，既然换了一种方式来看世界，是不是就该更珍惜：早起看看无人的街头，随便走进一家藏面馆，微笑之后说扎西德勒，手机扔掉都可以，但相机一定要保持三分电，也时常对他人说，如果你想看到不一样的，至少你要做的不一样。换一种模式，会不会比较不一样，虽然清爽，但完全感受不到雪花在落下。([]
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谢文天风景人文篇：上海的阴冷雾霾的冬天似乎永远都不会结束了，虽然立春已过依旧春寒料峭，无数次的问春天什么时候来啊，却在一场又一场贵如油却不会一场暖过一场的春雨中期盼了一次又一次，失望了一轮又一轮。终于再也不能忍，7：30的早班机飞到了赤道边南半球的小岛，把那矜持缓慢的春天直接跳过，直奔盛夏而去。转机新加坡，折腾到巴厘岛，尚未落地已经暮色渐起，机翼上闪烁的灯光如初升的早星，此生最近距离的夕阳映红从未见过的异形云彩，好像列队的礼兵欢迎这不远万里追寻盛夏艳阳的心情。被炫目的阳光晃开了眼睛，在乌鲁瓦图喝个早茶，乌鲁瓦图又称“情人崖”、“乌鲁瓦图断崖”、“乌鲁瓦图天涯海角”、“望夫崖”，位于巴厘岛西南海岸，直面印度洋。每个绝美之地必然有段魂牵梦绕的故事，何况这个号称“情人崖”的浪漫盛境：传说很久以前一对青年男女相爱，却受到父母的阻挠，为了追求爱情的自由相约在此跳崖。从此，巴厘岛乃至全世界的青年男女都怀着对自由爱情的憧憬到此遐思，当今时代更需要那份单纯的勇气和真挚。相信那对炙热的恋人，融身在这地球最纯美的一滴眼泪里，化作海豚相伴相依或是鸥雁双宿双栖，也不负这神的美好恩赐。下午乘复古敞篷吉普前往海神庙（Tanah Lot）。一路热带风光，稻田椰树，伴着咸咸的海风轻轻摇曳在蓝天白云之下，烈日暴晒的焦躁早已抛掷脑后。整个印度尼西亚以信奉伊斯兰教为主，巴厘岛是唯一信奉印度教的地区。海神庙始建于16世纪坐落在海边一块独立的巨大岩石上，海浪凶猛地拍打着海岸，激起千层巨浪。岩石本身因风化形成天然石柱，将整个庙宇顶在巨石顶端。潮起潮落，岩石和庙宇时而被海水拥裹与陆地隔绝，如一座孤岛突兀于海洋；时而与陆地相连，身着白衣包裹头巾的朝拜信徒延礁石攀至庙宇，向庙里供奉的海神与千年蛇神献上敬拜。门口有一股喷涌了百年没有间断的泉水，即使与汪洋大海近在咫尺，依然保持甘甜而非咸涩，倒是像极了中国人尊崇的桀骜精神，任环境澎湃激荡，我自保持清者自清。偶尔有顶着重物的妇女，贩卖铅笔的儿童擦肩而过，这大海的民族自由怡然的精神就如海边飘荡的帆船风筝一般勇敢无畏。金巴兰的沙滩烧烤是当地一绝，一边品尝各式海鲜，一边看落日将如写意画法的大师泼墨将海天染成了一片绚绚丽剔透的红紫色。远处机场的跑道向海中延伸，飞机如流星划过天海交界，如旧日峥嵘码头有勇士扬帆起航亦有游子凯旋归航。夜幕中繁星渐起，沙滩上烛光点点，咸湿的风轻轻抚过脸庞，激昂的浪轻轻吟唱，叫人沉浸在这身心灵的饕餮，仿佛堕入了一个永不醒来的仲夏夜之梦 清晨早起，沿海滩边跨马徐行，羡慕当地人策马飞奔的矫健，自己的小马驹只缓缓的被人牵引时而小跑几步就紧张的我浑身是汗。然而闲散踱步，马蹄踏得浪花起倒也在怡然自得。再过几天，就是巴厘岛的传统节日“魔鬼节”。传说这一天魔鬼会从整个岛的上空飞过，因为魔鬼喜好亮光所以整个巴厘岛都熄灯静寂，所有商店、酒家全部关门打烊，甚至在这一天里机场都没有起降的航班，家家户户闭门不出，只有魔鬼节大游行的人们举着各式魔鬼敲锣打鼓穿街过巷。所以路边随处可见为大游行准备的雕像，据说每家的男孩子自懂事起就开始跟父辈学习这门手艺，成年之后自然就负责起本家制作魔鬼雕像的任务，看着这些形态各异栩栩如生的庞然大物，叫人不禁钦佩这淳朴民族的智慧。比硕大的魔鬼雕像更壮观的，是满城飘荡的彩旗，原来适逢巴厘岛大选前夕，各个党派的候选人都在街边巷角拉起了招牌，候选人明媚的笑容对每个过路人绽放，只需在门口竖一把大旗就表明了支持的党派。我们苦苦追求探索的民主之路，似乎用一种近乎原始的简单粗暴方式实现着～民主的最大志便是位于岛中心的小婆罗浮屠。小婆罗浮屠实质是一座为纪念巴厘岛脱离荷兰殖民统治的抗争纪念碑，也是整个巴厘岛最高的建筑，佛教群塔的外观虽然没有爪哇岛上真正的婆罗浮屠气势磅礴，却也算得上壮观雄伟，登至塔尖，俯瞰半个巴厘岛，近处绿树掩映妖娆红墙，远方海天共享壮丽一色，万种风情尽收眼底。路边随处可见闲散的放学儿童，据说巴厘岛的孩子们只上半天课，其余时间全部嬉笑玩闹好不快活，其实何止儿童，就连成人，都三三两两坐在路边专门设立的发呆亭中，只为发呆。在这个只有拜拜最重要的国家，除了早中晚三次的敬奉好像真的无事可干，就连法律都为之通融。因为岛上主要交通工具是摩托，岛民又喜欢骑得飞快所以不戴头盔是重罚，但若你穿了拜拜的衣服，裹了传统的头巾，就视作敬拜的穿戴而可以不带头盔。神说，你为何事而担忧呢，你看那树上的鸟儿，神且叫他有吃食，何况是神最爱的儿女呢。([]
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李雅绿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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