Kangding - Inagi
Break off the car to climb over the Peak, looked back to when the road actually being lost in a Mangmangyunhai. Sea of clouds on top of a red gushing out from the top of the Gongga Mountains ... ...
Early morning fog.
Days dawn, we sailed out of Kangding, crawling on top of the mountain. At the foot of the city is still asleep in the sleep of Kangding. If ghost-like mist before the wind around the car, unpredictable, although the open headlights, they can only barely illuminated a few steps far from 10. In such a foggy morning, imagine the street is probably the Qian Zhang, towering cliffs, can not help but tremble in fear.
Motors more than an hour, with the elevation, car slowly drive out of heavy fog and began crossing the Sichuan-Tibet line's first mountain - off mountainous. Folded mountainous, elevation 4298 meters, by definition, akin to finding discount. Car Shen Chen to roar forward along by countless "which is" composed of the mountain upward Paqu word. To show us the plateau gradually revealing its majestic - in the early morning sunshine with low skew, the mountain was illuminated, was dyed golden yellow, while the valley is still hovering in the shadows. Cold winter, Snob, sublime, and this is the plateau.
Car finally breathe a climb up the multi-peak discount. Looked back to when the road actually being lost in a Mangmangyunhai. The sea of clouds on top of a red gushing out from the top of the Gongga Mountains, in the peaks would be a ray of golden light shooting at the sea of clouds. Moment, everyone exclaimed vehicle up! The face of these circumstances, no one will not be strongly shaken psyche. Maybe later there will be even more spectacular scenery, but I think it is a shock at first glance that everything can not be replaced.
Mountainous soon to turn the fold of "photographer's paradise," said xinduqiao. Car has opened from the hillside, we saw a typical Tibetan villages Yishanbangshui spread on both sides of the road, a shallow river flows slowly along the Village. Village after village, stands tall and straight birch Keke. The village on the slopes of roaming with a trickle of yaks and goats. Then the distance, the ridge slowly draw in the marquee on a beautiful arc. It is breakfast time, cloudless blue sky, the sun low on the oblique, stream suffused with Lin-light, the golden birch leaves in the breeze Qing Bai, residential smoke plume of smoke on the roof, the green slopes of cattle and sheep to eat in the quiet grass ... ... light and shade, color, lines, all these components is so perfect, perfect people suspected to have entered a fairy-tale world is not. Unfortunately we do not stop it or the holding of the most lame fool the camera can shoot excellent photos. Sometimes, the most beautiful scenery will probably remain in the memory rather than in a photograph on the more beautiful.
Leave xinduqiao, road circling the mountain began to rise, we have non-stop trip to the second mountain - Al Gore Terayama forward. As a long time in the sloping road, the car brakes and wheels need to keep water cool. Gore Temple in Piedmont water park, the driver pressed the honk, suddenly, in this field hermit magically drilled a Tibetan guy. Based on my experience, he most, but early thirties, however, ultraviolet light and harsh natural environment of the plateau make his face look more promising than his actual age is significantly higher. I can not help the viability of human emotion - and there are no running water, no electricity, no gas, no shops, and even the survival of even the most basic elements - the air is negligible, but they stubbornly survive here, which What a great vitality ah!
Al Gore arrived at noon Temple Peak. In common sense, the summit will be on the way down the mountain, however, surprising that, at this moment it is displayed in front of a soothing stretch of the plateau. Days is so high, then the blue, like a quiet time of the sea. Boundless land of the long green, that is pure and the color of the sky has been covered. The earth so fresh, so pure. She let me know what to do, can not help but tears. Only tears can express my surprise and love of the land, only tears can express I am pure and the habitats Koubai and gasp in admiration.
At this point looked behind him again, at the foot of ditch Wanhe 1000, to when the road like a thin white line wrapped in chestnut shell-like land. If it were not personally seen, it is difficult to imagine this actually is a thin white line east and west China traffic artery. Hundreds of kilometers away on the horizon, snow-capped mountains, such as a dragon Stretching winds ... ... witnessed a scene that, a surge of lofty sentiments and aspirations can not help but remember with affection from the heart, as if the sky together with the fly! We can no longer Annaibuzhu, burst into singing together.
The driver asked with concern, we have the altitude sickness, when I realized that we have at the height of more than 4,000 meters above sea level, and went so far as altitude sickness can be expected is also not occur.
12:00 or so to the Daya River, the construction of a col in the Yalong River in the little town. Walking in the town's only street, raise your head and you can see the opposite cliff. We ate at the station next to the bowl of beef noodles, the driver is buried vehicle.
13:00 more resumed. Not see other vehicles along the way, only see the numerous military vehicles, end to end, the endless. We are more than a further one can still not see his head. In this extremely poor in natural resources on the plateau, the depot along the way of life thanks to the materials and supplies on the team to deliver a.
The afternoon we crossed the curved scissors higher altitude mountain (4659 meters) and clamp La Hill (4718 meters). In Tibet, every seat beside the mountain peak of Yakou will have Mani Dui. Streamer fluttering, relieved against the blue sky and clouds can not help but awe-inspiring.
Peak pull-off clamp time saw a radar station. I did not expect the height of 4718 meters above sea level there are still troops stationed all year round. Mix according to later say that soldiers are far more enthusiastic, every time a car stopped, will Songcha drinks. Unfortunately, we do not stop, unable to feel. After the plane if you fly over the western Sichuan, do not forget that in this mountain top there is still such a group of soldiers to protect the safety of your flight, keep looking at the countries in the southwest sky.
Sun Xichui hours to reach Litang. Far saw a golden mountain grassland. That is entirely a land of pure gold, and she extended the direct access to sacred places in my mind. Hill still has, but each block flash between the very open, leaving the vast plains, while the fall Litang sit on top of the gold that filled the sky. Litang, elevation 4014 meters, is said to be China's highest town, known as "the world's high city". See the "World High City" arch of the moment, my heart was a deep shock for a moment. Liang Hua-dong's pattern carved in the afterglow of sunset becomes the next look at the history of a nation, which writing beautiful stories.
Sichuan-Tibet Highway Trip to Litang on the end. Because there is no parking, we do not shoot more pictures, but my pen is also a clumsy really can not write to make it sublime. Sichuan-Tibet line is for people to experience, not for people to describe. Only first-hand through it, in order to realize that it implies the power to bring people the kind of shock. I think I shall return.
Po under the Sichuan-Tibet Highway, off the south, out of Litang, Ben Inagi. At this point onwards, after a long period of time, asphalt roads will be good memories. At the foot of Jin Xian, "Chuan Road, rotten rotten" sensationalism, full path is full of loess, gravel pits and pit, and sometimes simply not see the road is the road a few shallow rut. Fortunately, we made some psychological preparation, I do not find it particularly toil.
Guo Hai Zishan, had already dusk falls. Haizi Shan is a relic of ancient glaciers, glaciers, after being left behind countless glaciers gouging out of Stone mortars of water during the rainy season, forming hundreds of the size of Haizi. Haizi Shan vehicle and it is dusk, looking ahead, both sides of the blade of grass. I saw every hill and dale was grinding to make edges and corners of the stones, large, small, circular, oval, and lying, sitting, standing, relying on, is years of grinding the surface of washed pale feebly pan the gloomy light. Looking at Aging, suddenly produced a right time Momin fear. It was not glacial relics, which is obviously armored cavalry of the ancient battlefield. Walked, somewhere seems to hear people chatter, hoofs, Youyuanerjin; followed by war drums, chants, Masi Sheng, sword of the collision sound, sound into a ... ... Suddenly, Wanlaijuji . Fallen soldier's body and turned it into stone hill and dale, the blood flow and turned it into numerous Haizi ... ... twilight heaven and earth a chill!
Guo Hai Zishan, stop adding water, everybody will get off easy. Not until then that I felt the power of the plateau - ordinary day jump asthma never see the atmosphere at this time to go to the hillside less than San Shibu, even before asthma Shi Shi. I do not know the brain has become numb from lack of oxygen, or whatever reason, every move that is like slow motion.
When on the road again, the sky is already completely dark. The dark wasteland, around, not see a glimmer of light, only our headlights across the night sky alone. The cold under the stars, vehicles, such as a tiny firefly-like creeping on in the deserted wilderness. Instantaneous time, that desolate as the sea in the storms, keep coming. I suddenly realized that our helplessness, had never ever felt the forces of nature to push us to a lonely position. A rock, a bunch of weeds, a dust is also ten times stronger than us, a hundred times. It makes us silent, not words. People to really appreciate this time to their own insignificance - even if there is a car people are no exception.
, Turned over one another a mountain, one another Erdaogou the road seemed like forever to go not finish. Supports our only faith.
I do not know how long to go, finally appeared in front of a light. 21:30, we finally reached Inagi.
Out of the car, find hotels, meals, contact the car up the mountain tomorrow to supplement food supplies, organize backpack ... ... and so on are all busy working all the time is 1:00 more. Think of "Today" would also like to get up early and quickly fell asleep.
Author: fengjingcheng
