Snow's son,
Tang, Benxi, Liaoning mention I was excited to ditch the mountains snow.
Originally looking for a few people go, one to each other uncovered for 2 to enhance mood, Who knows all deserted. January 2
11 am, I let a friend drove me to Mizoguchi on one of the backpack into the mountains.
Ditch, or that ditch. The difference is the height of summer green, Mid-Autumn Festival has already become a Wonderful Time I Spent The red elements wrapped. Looking at the winding mountain road, marching white snow, listening to the rustle of feet tone, accompanied by Shuangshuang mood, forget all the unpleasant they simply enjoy the scenery of the immediate beauty of the Northland. Unknowingly set foot on the end of the ice stream, through the crystal clear ice, clear as a mirror to view the stream, the heart seems to have become more thorough ... ...
In addition to two stealthy felling of trees, "dogskin hat", the entire valley where no pedestrians, street trees can often be seen footprints left by animals. With the extension of mountain, snow, more white, trees become more dense, I also have an increased awareness could not help from time to time to stop, Ceerlingting around the dynamic and static. I Inspired by more and more of snow, and strive to walk to the mountains, hoping to see the summer again, here to protect the river (see clam Mo?) Of the royal father and son. After more than three hours of walking through the snow mountain road that finally brought me to never go off between the shanties. First they were surprised, and so I explained to Tata snow, snow camping purpose in coming to experience, after his head, saying that they want to go back and insisted that they wanted me to live in a small house burning heated kang. Warm hospitality of the Montagnards of the only Yimianzhijiao crazy backpacker's innocence feelings, lingering at the beginning of winter frost of winter in deep forests! Outdoor adventure and enjoy nature, do not forget that natural is more beautiful than a stranger, when you most need the friendship!
Royal farewell to his son, looked back on a broom hanging on a key tears Beizhao Bao went alone to the mountain valley.
Wind, has been stopped. Road, is also gone. Along the frozen streams and on, with my only animal footprints on the snow. Mountain becomes uneven, I had to tie on the snow cover, leaning on a Pole, deep foot shallow kick to the road. Came to a cliff below, fall, top-down trickle has become Bingbi. I have next to the mountains around the Paqu want to look at the three waterfalls. Slopes dotted with white snow and brown leaves, soil is the Dong Zhuo. No crampons and ice onyx, climbing up and looked very difficult, very dangerous, and sometimes seem pretty thick trunk pull on a broken hand. Carrying a heavy bag, a man climbed up to two hours down I feel a bit tired,
There is also a little bit lonely.
4 pm, in the back to find a way to leeward of the comparative formation in the snow. I think this is an ideal camping ground,
In particular, the steep cliffs near the block, even if the night comes back the beast that it can to relieve their worries. Thus tent and laying out sleeping bags, pick up dry twigs, rockfill stove, point bonfire ... ... for a while on the smoke everywhere. This is a stimulating and challenges, how a lifetime of snow camping life ah! Under the instant noodle soup chicken wings, I have on tape.
Food is the heat! Then drank a point soup. Cloudy day, while the dark. I added a point of firewood,
Got into the sleeping bag. Looked at a longer time before 18 o'clock, a long winter night in the test me.
Night, Jingde scary, I could even hear his own sonorous and forceful heartbeat. Nothing at the moment, thoughts Xinmayoujiang ... ... for a while I was flustered, take sweating, limb weakness, abdominal cramps starting paroxysmal, accompanied by nausea. I pulled tent vomiting, but also felt that some of it intended. I know eating out of a problem, have been busy looking for drugs. When the thought first-aid kit to stay in the home, has begun to feel the fear, once this state to continue or deteriorate, then the cold and wild animals can be home in my death, my mind could not help but float her son and her smile. Do not know who to thank changed, then no pain after Italy, but people still made virtual. I am strong Tingzhao to soon extinguished bonfire renewed,
Readily drank two glasses of hot water, fire roasted for a while, once again got into the sleeping bag.
Outside it began to granular snow, playing in the leaves and tents on the issue of the terrible sound. I pricked up his ears, listening to the outside of the static and dynamic. Wild boar in a moment as if in the distance called, for a while as if near a beast's footsteps, the sound of the wind leaves again like wolves issued by the dynamic and static. Occasionally, the sound of broken branches issued, I thought, If only black bears which "sleep" Mao shocked stumbled over Kaohuo, trouble may unknowingly big ... ... to fall asleep, wake up until they are frozen. I had to sit up, put on hard-frozen state of climbing shoes, pick some firewood to come back and re-blown fire, while fire roasted, frozen and then woke up the sun bake ... ... until the next day to re-lit my camp. The morning found the camp surrounded by the footprints of wild animals.
I beat the cold, snowy night, felt really cool ye! Eaten breakfast, I was the spirit of full, back big packs, braving the biting cold wind, but also happily walked to another valley.
I have snow campers advice is: go hand in hand, not solitary journey.
Author: kqed
