21st October 13 sunny days in Lhasa - and that bid farewell to Lhasa, 220 kilometers wooden wrong, today embarked on his way home, home is still 4,000 kilometers away.
Out of Lhasa, set foot on the Qinghai-Tibet Highway, two rows of poplars lined golden farewell. But the flat asphalt road winding speed unknowingly on the last 80. A postal truck in front of running a merry thought of which may be carrying the packets sent me yesterday, not feel there is a warm feeling. Soon to leave Lhasa, poplars not a trace of eyes is a desolate scene, there is no green mountain Yu Misty trees, bare white dense rock. Surrounded by continuous mountains, roads built in the mountains of the low-lying land between the open, there is no ups and downs of the Sichuan-Tibet line. Can often be seen along the Qinghai-Tibet railway construction site, because it is sub-started, feeling the progress soon, perhaps next year you can sit in a train to Lhasa.
After Yangbajing, here is a famous hot spring area, either hurry, really want to be comfortable in a return to hot springs bath wash.
14:00 came when the male variety of the town, there is a crossroad leading to Namtso. Measures, in the Tibetan language where the meaning of the lake. Namtso is the highest elevation of the plateau lakes, the Tibetan people have worshiped as a holy lakes. Shui Po, on the fork, asphalt road into a gravel road, as it is not the main channel, so road maintenance is not good, the car started jumping in the bad way. Onto dirt road shortly after to see the front of ticket office not far from the attractions, I had a wealth of free riders experience, not to be taking it seriously children, add a little horse power washed the past. Ticket office where quiet, there is no response, I successfully saved another 45 dollars ticket money (two years ago, when I came to the price, I wonder how much now stands).
After a ticket and started climbing. Road repair very steep, with the higher altitude, the motorcycle suffered from altitude hypoxia, had to use second gear climbing, this is the way I have never encountered before. Climbed halfway up the mountain, cars powered down, it is because the result of a long low-grade road. I rushed to the car parked to the side, playing in the stream poured a bottle of stream water into the engine on the boil the water immediately, and drops in the engine popping and eventually turned into steam. I know that the engine is very bad, but I am no other way. The engine temperature drop, power has been restored. Climbed to the pass, where elevation of 4900 meters, due to vegetation is sparse, very low oxygen content in the air. Yamaguchi has a huge Mani Dui, festooned with colored top of the streamer, the wind Piaowu really very spectacular. I just stopped and prepared to take pictures, there are 34 Tibetan Wai their wares streamer. This is what I've never met flies in Tibet, Tibetans appear to sense the goods are also constantly improved. Fortunately, not expensive, I will be the side of a large, write the name of the family, blessings of the family safe. Tibetan guy's mouth mutter prayers to help me hang, streamer in the air Piaowu, I wish my family health and peace! . Turn the saddle in front of the open, prairie, cattle and sheep in groups scattered in the grass. Small group of Tibetan and girls in twos and threes, holding horses, leisurely walks to the side. I have the initiative to see waving to me, and I waved, this scene reminds me of "The Eagle Shooting Heroes" in the Guo Jing and Huang Rong.
The car is still in the dirt jumping, watching the flat prairie, I simply opened the car under the road, driving on the soft grass, the car with the rhythmic ups and downs, it felt like riding on a fine horses on. I open the MP3, he began humming a hackberry, "Birch."
Traveling about 20 kilometers, the ears came Teng-grid child's "Heaven" lyrics, like this: "The blue blue sky, lake ... ... Qingqing, dazzling grasslands, this is my home ... ..., Mercedes-Benz horse, white sheep ... ... and your girl, this is my home ... ... I love you -! my home, my home, I am in heaven ... ...! "
Suddenly appeared in front of a blue lake, in the setting sun shines under the bright-colored slightly reddish. I do not know why, looking at everything, listening to the child grid Teng's "paradise", my tears can not help Duokuangerchu. I miss my home, miss my family had. Tears flowing down his eyes, I sobbed out loud, open the car fast and let the wind tear me walk through tears on the cheek.
Namtso under the sun shone, a golden yellow. I parked at the lake, sat on the floor, his mind a blank, I was shocked in front of beautiful, shocking without thinking.
This year is the Namtso Lake turn once every twelve years festival, crowds of Tibetans, a family and with the mouth came here for is to turn on the lake in the peninsula, three times, to pray for good harvest well-being. I also mixed in changing the ranks of the lake, there is no sense an alternative, but an integration. Because I also pray, pray for all the love my people and all my loved ones - always well-being!
22nd October 14 clear days Namco - more than 360 kilometers-an
Last night slept in tents Nam Co Lake, the sky's l'etoile winked to me. Milky Way across the sky. Tibetan Mastiff in a tent outside the play fighting, the distance came the Tibetan girl, Teana-like singing, I fell asleep so unknowingly.
Morning, I came to the lake, lake gulls hovering in the air. There are still many Tibetans uses a variety of modes of transportation together one after another to Namco, after inquiries, the original just catching up this year, the Tibetan Year of the Goat of water, and twelve years of change coincides lake festival is a once in sixty years in order to major holidays, no wonder I can see so many girls dressed in Tibetan costumes.
After breakfast, farewell reluctantly Namco, re-embark on the Qinghai-Tibet Highway. Significantly increased the car on the road, after all, this is Tibet's transportation aorta. Large trucks roaring past from the side, resulting in airflow to make motorcycle swing around, I still have some not meet. Car driving slowly on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, and perhaps my actions touched God, the sun has been shining in my body, so that the original cold Qinghai-Tibet Railway as warm as spring. Driving in the Qiangtang Prairie, monotonous and boring scenery makes me sleepy, simply stop their cars and come up with moisture-proof pad, shop on the roadside grass, when the days were, to sleep when the bed up.
I do not know how long sleep, the ring for a while So-So-awakened me. Open its eyes and a look, a pair of bells big eyes are staring at me, and was originally a curious yak into my territory. Yi Gulu, I get up to a squat crotch riding style, it turned and ran away scared. I am happy to laugh, the original all the animals are a paper tiger, you strong it weak.
Pick up a good moisture-proof pad, continued on our way. The sun began to sets and the temperature plunged, numb hands and feet had been frozen. Turn the elevation of 4888 Geli Gong Shin Yamaguchi, arrived before the sun sets Amdo County.
Amdo County of Tibet in the last one county, tomorrow we should climb the famous Tanggula mouth, has now entered the territory of Qinghai.
23rd October 15 windy days Amdo - 5 beam 440 kilometers
Tanggula today to turn the mouth of Pass 5,300 meters above sea level, climate variability, there are different days of Wuli said. To absorb the lessons of yesterday, getting up on all the clothes to wear. Hood slack cap, on the wearing two Qiu Yi, a grasp Fleece, a sweater, a down jacket Liner, a leather wool vest, jacket special cold motorcycle clothing. Wearing underwear under three, two Qiuku, a knitted wool trouser, a feather pants, jacket an Trousers. Pedal cloth socks, wool socks, waterproof Dengshan Xue. Hand gloves with double-layer windproof waterproof hiking. All dressed up, I do not have a little walk, and Huo Xiang astronauts boarding the moon. This outfit, riding Sheung do not feel hot.
Out of Amdo County, all the way diffuse uphill. As the departure removed the air filter motorcycle, cars an incentive to boost a lot. The plateau in this clean, filter is completely superfluous. Riding more than 70 kilometers, unknowingly came to the Tanggula pass, there is no imaginary magnificent. If it is not the roadside stones engraved with the words Tanggula pass, I really think this is nothing but an ordinary Yakou Bale. Yamaguchi side of a piece of legislation many large and small stone, most of what the conquest of so-wow, exploration of the like. Among them were a sculpture, carved on a love of unnamed President of an inscription, it is no more than contributed to the benefit of the class of Mandarin. A large truck slowly opened up leisurely, parked on the roadside. Jumped on board the Tibetan driver, was no one in front of a stone in which to relax together. Saw me looking at him, at me ci out of a white teeth, Hei hei smile, shiver look, pick up guys on the train leave. Such a stimulus by him, and I am anxious bursts in, looking for large blocks of stone behind the play of a large. Pants mentioned the time I was thinking: "When I have money, but also to find someone in this legislation a stone, carved Wu Xiaoguang a certain period of time in this Chugong." A cool breeze blowing, can not help but hit a shiver, The idea is certainly blasphemous Yamagami, Yi Liuyan scared I ride the car ran.
Down the Tanggula into Yanshiping. There are a Amdo after a gas station, the Qinghai-Tibet line is different from the Sichuan-Tibet line, along the more desolate, hundreds of kilometers not see other people, although a lot along the railway repair shed, but most only a diesel. So I had to see petrol station on the forward, and considered a good driving distance of the next refueling point. Otherwise, there is no oil in the wilderness, and that would be called every day, not working, should not be called in to the.
Hello full fuel tank, business resumed. God has always been more to take care of me, the sun gently shining on my right side, while the left side of the temperature had to rely on self-regulation. Plateau on the road, a great wind blowing, my body basically Waizhuo forward.
15:00 arrive in a variety of Tuotuohe, a thin river from the bridge walk through, presumably this is the source of the Yangtze River. Over the bridge into the edge of the Hoh Xil Nature Reserve is still a Gobi desert, the Tibetan antelope really do not know how to survive such natural conditions. Passing through the Hoh Xil volunteer protection stations, does not want to understand why the government intervene to deal with the problem has gone from a few people risk their lives to defend, not knowing who met with volunteers, how to explore this issue, simply not seen as a good, heart to They pay tribute to, and wish them peace.
5 pm to 2 minutes to river, this is my plan today, rest stop. 2 River is one of the Qinghai-Tibet line depot, in addition to the depot only a few simple things cottages. The weather is too early to decide to rush to the front of 80 kilometers Wudaoliang. River, 15 km out of two, turning an altitude of 5020 meters of the Fenghuoshan mouth. Fenghuoshan into a dark red, in the sunset shines like a burning flame under. Yamaguchi wind comes up, blown about my swing, be aware of the source of the Fenghuoshan.
Plateau on the days that black on black, originally I thought I could before dark arrived at five beams, appears to be no hope, only bite the bullet and go forward. No cars on the road suddenly disappeared, I am a helpless man driving on the plateau, the lights shining like fireflies near the front. The temperature plunged, the original fairly warm, "spacesuits", will find it hard to resist the sharp wind. Looking around a black fog, heart bursts of tears.
Moving among the street lights shine on a sign I saw read: "You have entered the Chinese mobile communication signal coverage areas" God, Buddha Bless, Buddha bless, I have saved, and I know whether I should go out to five Tao Liang has. Also ran a few kilometers in front of a light, almost 8 o'clock, I finally enter the 5 beam.
As the saying goes: "into the five beams, one foot to foot yin-yang." Mainly refers to 4800 meters above sea level, for the first time on the plateau for people who live here will be reflected in a larger oxygen. I also did not care so much, and find someone somewhere to live down, warm, warm talk.
Author: xg226
