Travels on foot through one of Nanshan: Lost son of a small drainage
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1, the starting
May 5 at noon, in the 51's leave the last moment, I start playing a backpack. This is still my one person. My goal is to complete the small drainage sub-station across the chrysanthemum is expected to return tomorrow afternoon.
Carrying a backpack, sleeping bag, backpack tied, this dress is very rare in the city. Although I have already used to this outfit, but every time when it starts, I still have to conduct an ideological struggle and his own "how others will think? More embarrassed呀." This uncomfortable feeling until I arrived at the outskirts of the Yellow River Road Terminal. For backpacking, I also much be considered a veteran, and may be feeling but on each occasion, perhaps, this is human weakness bar! .
To a small drainage son's car for two hours after the start, I think its in a noisy city and other vehicles, it is better in the mountains to enjoy two hours of quiet, so I sit down to gangou car. 3:00, I am in a small drainage sub-junctions out of the car, where can already see Gan Gou Xiang, but also from the small drainage sub-village 8 km, this 8 km out of my plan, I hope to catch one will be car. 2 hours passed, no one can take my car, bus did not come, compared to gangou small drainage sub-village is a poor brother. The sun became gradually cool down hot, I can not wait indefinitely, how can I do? Go!
Walk along the road for four kilometers, the road is incomplete development of the grass, no trees can shade. The long asphalt road, and only one person helpless I walked, just as I have not dare to expect when behind a car, took to a halt, a man stuck his head asked: "no quick fix anxious?." So Zheliang truck I have been open to a small drainage sub-village - here's what I plan on foot through the point of departure.
Second, the grass overnight drainage sub-village is located in a small shallow mountain area Youcheng film houses, there are a few guest houses and other Tatsuno, no beautiful buildings, shops are not many. Although there are pine trees around the hill, but not dense, a small river (probably called a small drainage sub-bar) from the village through to see seems to flow toward Toutunhe. I plan to come to the upper reaches of the river, near the camping resort Tatsuno, where there may be services or tourists - I always choose the less safe camping. Small drainage sub-village to a Tatsuno resort, 5 km of dirt road, I used an hour.
Tatsuno resort has not yet opened, no tourists, only a dozen workers building a house, they told me that there are wild boars hill west, and I want to go to Taiwan in the east of chrysanthemums. Village next to the mountains, along the hundreds of stone steps in the previous level, useful ring fence up a grass, is probably the resort's tourist spots, this time already 21:00, and here are empty, from here you can see Yamashita of workers, this is what I looking for camp sites. Support a good tent, carry with them eating dinner, sneaking into the sleeping bags, a few consecutive hours of toil that I was soon to sleep.
Only a few meters from my tent far away, there are two horses are camping, we live in peace with each other. By late at night and suddenly heard the sound of them screamed, and then ran away to hear the voice. Morning woke up, I found on the heavy tent, out of a look, in front of scenery so I was taken aback: snow.
Later I learned that night Urumqi, a few dust storms blowing, I did not feel wind in the mountains, but the tents are built on a layer of mud, mud is above the snow, we can see the power of dust storms. Waited for two hours, the snow was still kept underground, Time does not wait, I have set out. Nianman the soil the same tent as dead Shen, which intensified my burden, but I did not realize at this time, the greater the difficulties yet to come.
Three, encounter wild boar I had brought with GPS satellite positioning system, out of self-confidence, I did not take the compass, because I know that small child as long as the drainage has been east to the snow-capped mountains not far from the peak as a reference point, definitely not get lost, with GPS only in order to record the coordinates of the two places. However, the mountain, I found some things bad, the snow has been kept underground, wet is not to say the worst is the visibility dropped to only 20 meters simply can not see the distant snow-capped mountains. GPS is only open space in the absence of pine trees in order to navigate, most of the time I was only looking for the direction of relying on feeling. An hour later, I have left the area frequently visited by tourists, there is no road into the mountains, the only guiding is scattered Footprint and faeces of animals, I began to miss since I normally hate tourists who abandoned Garbage - It is, after all, guiding ah. I found several places along the way the grass was Paokai, exposing black, do not know why. And went for half an hour, the immediate emergence of a gully, intuition tells me that this should be a small drainage gully sub-and chrysanthemums Taiwan dividing line across the gully, chrysanthemum Taiwan, it is far away.
Suddenly, I was a pile of something white blocking the avenue was covered with snow to see clear, at first I thought it was a stone, Made in, no, if there are legs sticking out, I think this is a dead sheep , etc. I go to the side of it, I was suddenly suffered a scare - a huge Zhulian appeared in front of me - is a wild boar. I understood immediately, and have just seen above the ground plane of the black is actually out of the traces of wild boar, it has not been fresh snow-covered black unmistakably told me: In addition to the body of the first wild boar in the vicinity there are other wild boar.
At this time, the only thing I can do is: run.
I open the GPS, set the location, Huangbuzelu scurry about in the jungle, and my heart is only one idea: quickly walked Chrysanthemum Taiwan. Snow is still in the next, lower visibility, and no trace of signs of improvement, I began to lose confidence in ourselves, worrying whether they can live out this piece of woods, I even want to backtrack once can be the whole idea was soon dispelled -- backtrack does not guarantee not to encounter wild boar. And went for nearly an hour, I suddenly found that the present has emerged a gully, can the child and chrysanthemums in a small drainage between China and Taiwan there are other valley do? I am down to the ditch, to a look around, but also a cold sweat: I am actually from the ditch to the right down to the ditch.
Later I import the computer from the GPS track to see that gully is only one, I have found the bodies of wild boar after the turn is actually a big circle back to the first place through the upper reaches of gullies.
Standing in the ditch, I set the pull oneself together, back and forth with the GPS to confirm the direction, GPS only in the case of a continuous walking, only the direction of functionality. At this point, it is already more than 3:00, and due to start before the crossing confident with very little food, and now there are only a piece of sugar, surrounded by thick fog, Gan Gou Xiang shuttle back to Urumqi, 6 pm , after which there will be no taking into account the above, I have decided to abandon plans to go chrysanthemum Taiwan, was walking down along the gully, it will certainly go some place.
Two and a half hours later, the fog, Gan Gou Xiang a government building in front of me, I escaped the.
Later on, I know, I returned to the ditch called "straight ditch," is willing to ditch one of the three Gou Xiang, ditch and chrysanthemum Taiwan separated by only a mountain.
I escaped from the fog and Ye Zhulin, but the crossing has ended in failure.
4, Postscript
6:15, I arrived at Gan Gou Xiang, this time the last bus had gone half an hour trip, and in a Kazakh police help, I rented a farm vehicle has been given to me to Yongfeng Township, in the There, I boarded a minibus into the city one. When I sat in the CMB car, a few hours ago that the display of scene after scene in my mind. Life and death, despair and hope, and sometimes on the away so close, just I'm still struggling with the fog of the jungle, but this time, everything was quiet.
When I returned to town - I was disgusted and fled to this place - when I have never, as it is today and feel of her exceptionally kind and warm.
Lamb
2000/6/8
Author: xiaoyang2000
