What is the happiest thing you can think of? I stay at home and use my mobile phone to search for treasures, even if I buy it at home, I don’t need it; for me, I go hiking in the mountains, even if my waist is sore and my back hurts, and my feet have blisters; .
In the early morning of the next day, the villagers drove their yaks out to bid farewell to the busy Zhuoma family. The fog in the air blocked the sunlight, and the road between the canyons was sometimes wide and sometimes narrow;
Rolling rubble, broken branches, subsided roads, suspended railings...everything I see reminds me how terrible the power of the storm is! Cautiously walked through, not daring to stop too much.
The road goes down the Jiequ River (a tributary of the Nujiang River), and the hillsides on both sides gradually slow down. After passing a place called Yega Village, I finally saw a supermarket. I parked the car under the watchful eyes of the villagers, took off the stopwatch, and walked straight went in.
There are quite a lot of things in the supermarket. The shelves near the door are full of various beer, beverages, mineral water and instant noodles. At this time, it is also a rare enjoyment to make a bucket of Laotan pickled pepper noodles. It can be traded by scanning the code, saving the need to find a bank to pick it up. Money trouble.
With the reconstruction and upgrading of the original provincial roads, the changes brought about by the houses of the villagers and the popularization of Internet mobile phones are obvious, and some changes are unexpected, such as the mobile phone that cannot be put down...
After lunch, I saw a flat river beach not far from the road. There happened to be a tree on the bank for shade. I sat under the tree and took out the drinks I bought in the supermarket from my bag. Appearing in a remote Tibetan village, who knows what kind of journey it has gone through;
I took a sip and felt slightly sweet and sour. I leaned my head against my backpack while drinking while looking at the scenery; I found the bottom before I knew it. This is a good time, and I want to drink more, but I only have this bottle in my hand. …
After squinting under the tree for half an hour, I got up and felt a little dizzy. After riding on the bike, I was blown by the head-on cool wind and woke up a lot. I couldn't help taking a few deep breaths, and my undulating chest seemed to be filled with infinite energy.
The tall pine forest not far away occupies the entire hillside, and the faint coolness in the air must have come from here. Across the river bank, the yaks are ruminating leisurely and taking a nap...
After a nap, I arrived at Nimu Township at 2 pm. There are all kinds of restaurants, hotels and small shops along the street. It is a very lively town. Passing by the door of a small house, Ajia was busy with something with a bamboo sieve. There was a wooden board on the ground at the door, and many clay Buddha statues were neatly stacked.
Tscha is a Tibetan transliteration of Sanskrit, meaning "to copy", and refers to a molded clay Buddha or stupa. This object is a kind of sacred object, which is often spread among the people. It is generally inseparable from Mani stones and prayer flags. It often appears in Buddhist pagodas, caves on holy mountains, by the lake of God, Mani piles and on the way to turn scriptures. The molds for making tsatsa are generally copper and iron, but also woodcut and pottery, because the objects are small in size and easy to carry around.
These are freshly made tsatsas, put them in the sun to dry, and after getting permission, I leaned over to take a picture. The Buddha on it is Master Tsongkhapa of the Gelug Sect of Tibetan Buddhism, and Ajia, who was on the side, covered her mouth and smiled. I was talking to the person next to me, although I couldn't understand the language, I couldn't hide my curiosity about strangers, and I was shy...
I rode along the street, thinking about what to buy. Yesterday, my hat was blown away by the wind when I went down the mountain. I went to two grocery stores that sold cotton hats. I finally found a sun visor hat, which was 25 yuan without bargaining. The boss is a foreigner, and he complained to me about the high shipping costs, and most of the customers are migrant workers who come to build roads and build houses.
Compared to eating a big meal, thinking about not having a hat and facing the sun is more uncomfortable, so forget it...
After leaving Nimu Township, there is a checkpoint on the side of the road, which means leaving the jurisdiction of Qamdo and entering the border of Nagqu. After calculating the time, it took five days to travel from Yushu to Qamdo. Today is the fourteenth day of departure. Qamdo It took me nine days to ride this section of the journey, and completed two-thirds of the journey, which was far more twists and turns than expected...
There is no need to climb the mountain today, but rain is inevitable. After escaping a shower in the corner, when the setting sun shines through the clouds, the colorful scene in the sky makes me stop my rush and stand on the side of the road, looking at the pagoda for a long time...
#唐菲古道十四天#
From Yuhu Village to Baiga Township, the mileage is 88 kilometers, the cumulative 970 kilometers, the average speed is 14m/h, the cumulative ascent is 696 meters, the altitude range is 3316 meters to 4193 meters, the departure time is 9:04, the end time is 18:50, and the exercise time is 6 hour 21 minutes
Today's expenses: 178.5 yuan
Accommodation: Baiga Township Hotel 100 yuan, shopping: drinks, hats 31 yuan, meals: instant noodles for lunch, chicken casserole for dinner 47.5 yuan
