Round mountain and lakes outdoor the pathway -Tibe

midnight, the Jokhang Temple.
rely on the Buddha single niche in the wall bulb, seeing nearby was Hadad, Diamond Results winding Terakado, a small number of devotees still inherent in such width with the head smooth as a mirror back and along on the ground Slide the. Only exceptionally quiet night breeze blowing through the window of the Buddha butter lamps flicker, flames dancing like a beautiful girl is extraordinarily graceful.
a sudden heavy rain so peaceable stay in the memories, a few hours to leave the divine metropolis, in addition to truce of idea, there are no more. I know, this section is over, anything ambition start again. But, this dream, like yesterday ...

blue sky, white clouds, the sun city.
mountains, green water, the new secluded line.

Urumqi
painful shuffling heavy luggage toward the terminal, three steps back just to see if there will be people who can help me. Of course, all in vain. Finally, base the two wagon, the problem is short-lived solution.
Shenzhen, Chengdu and Urumqi. In painstakingly, finally approach the end.
beer, barbecue. Everything is so versed, but scale up the savor of cumin and pepper. Wanted to sit in front of the hostel for a beer on the treads of a few stars, but unfortunately more than 21 in Xinjiang do not see any sign of dark, like breweries across the Wusu me laugh like a big wide open. Affected avenues without bustling pedestrians, replaced by a wheel of propaganda conveyances.
CYTS sometime bustling hostel group donkey who vanished today as the broad 16 rooms is only a alone man in a superficial Yin sing. Comes into the chamber, welcoming, shook liquor, get the bed, so that after the liberation of foot savour, like a fairy child, like this man drifting in the air away, the entire night, not hard to find the pathway, I think he should be the boss After discussion for the room. Ye Hao, neat cozy people ended in failure, can be overbearing, unconscionable out.
the floor littered with smoke butts and beer cans, get up up behind the trip to Urumqi, so hurry over.

Kashi
rush to the landing early in the morn, I was a very meager injustice. The Urumqi airport security machine size smaller than the size of the mainland, backpack can not put in here. At this point, both checked or unloading. Security can only face in front of helpless removed tents and mats, put in the hands go into the lobby, and re-install package on the aircraft.
only thing I am amused that a Uighur girls sitting in front of my ramp, even if I were you ramp in front of enough of a distance. Of course, more or beauty outside the window, below the cloud cover little fog approximately the map in the sun beneath the snow-capped mountains looming,Women's Supra Vaider Shoes, it demonstrated a peerless pure white. Swept wing aircraft large northern land, the chief city in the southern slowly landed - Marrakech.
wind, not large but, coolness.
sundown, the sky falling ruddy sacred and serious, several flower sky clouds drifted away from the turn, and the sky is beautiful obscure exist side at side.
CYTS
car to wheat, the driver helped me to get a bicycle and luggage upstairs before leaving, breathing effort, between a thin tall male has been handed a cup of water in my hand. Kept saying thank you at the same time, only to find he is just a tourist. But it is a very enthusiastic observers. No boss, not back him for help withstand.
a pack of Zhongnanhai, Wusu two bottles of beer, sitting around a sofa, to the north of the chatter we Shannan up, this is a special reason in Urumqi missed the hotel fetter stores. Message around the donkey takes up the whole wall, and a few vacant sofa and coffee table out of the space is kept for group donkey show their liberty no better place.
However, the recent and extra folk do not must people who fair stroll in limited districts. We are slightly better, chiefly on the road trip, not fair a place, and the respective would not absence to await and feel bored.
were talking, the boss back.
file has been good, Ling Chao rediscovered and joined a free information to me - my room had a cyclist, but also leaving from Shenzhen. Exhilaration of the moment toward the room, I inquired to know, and he did ride from Shenzhen to Kashgar. More livestock X, is that he has 53 years He called the old stamp, at fewest I called it.
timer points to 22 points out of the window the sky slowly came to a close. At this point, explosions of ancient melody telemetry ears, rolled out a ravishing Western melodies, like self-pity of girls between the exposed natural smile ... ... plucked tempo Seoul flashed every nerve, Sattar also will whisk tempo over every inch of rind, this is a practice of using melody to express their thoughts people.
course, everyone has a trace of feeling, if someone asked me, I think my wish is - hope this remote, beautiful land always permanence, consensus. Western King of soft internal voice struck many a chord that, thousands of miles to feel that this land can only appear in the dreams of the aesthetic. Imperceptibly become more balanced heart away material appetites, who do not want to see the annihilating and blood. Because we know thatit is a blasphemy, either for God and man, or of life itself ......
Unfortunately, the two-day strike in no time so I was tired kept on the run, not much thought. Sleep, has become the only driving force back my new. Bed, I come!

visits
night is over, open the eyes, glare of the sun is already shining aboard gar above the creek, darted a shine sparkling waves, a few birds over the water, Lueqi mini morsel of spray, another flying in the sky. No track of bedding, but quite leisurely fascinated. Lit a cigarette, Qinger care to themselves and intoxicated with the madness.
Home visits? High-speed action up my mind, not the preceptor visits to students to be cried family to visit it? We're not teachers, to act family visits? However, several people looked up and get up early the ecstatic look, I muse I have to go.
a city the simplest, most casual description of the dream, if I were you a prosperous area, but the car continued behind rolling scenery and is almost to go to the place - the village. There, only the most simple, most real scene.
ardent uncle led the family to bring Uighur variety of fruits, fruit, dried fruit. Let this group of newly arrived strangers a little bit caught off guard, the owner went out for a staple edible. Group of people who urgently can not be started strike, one by one would have blocked all the glib mouth of the tightly now. Of way, I'm the most anxious one.
as any of us do not eat lamb, the host family bought 4 pounds of beef, 1 kg mutton. Fear of insufficient manpower, also married off his daughter has been away from the old name is back to help. We are thankful, but said a few respectful words before they started working hard with rapt attention. Be described as a host family hands full, we busy enjoying themselves.
host family's daughter offered to take us to visit vineyards. Heard the news, we fast put down the go, gone. Unfortunately, the season additionally to come, covered with shelves full of grapes as Keke mischievous children, a mockery of my coveted passing. I have no attend and began buried computing time, a month ride to Lhasa, and then return home in Xinjiang to aid Uncle picking grapes. Think of at the moment, I can not help but self-satisfied laugh, until the ladies told us to come to dinner.
Hey, authentic hand pilaf, Uncle Uyghur home is definitely a exposition of genuine hospitality. The only feud is namely, replace the beef and mutton. However, who is seen dining flesh and meat also control what is meat beasts?
uncle's daughter came in carrying brass basin, bathe their hands every of us, a few companions still accustomed to pick up the chopsticks. In my opinion, is the landlord of the specifics of the Romans how to obtain how I get, so the total sitting right next to the owner. Three of a, not so stingy host home, because this dish is really great it. Grease smudges on the hands can only excavate the bowl, then not an would dig camera. Unfortunately, this precious scene, and if my mom tin see me in the field, so devour the direction, I'm sure she was the first feeling is secure and portly, stocky body of the.
meal, the uncle and brought a whole plate of figs, sweetly, primarily delicious. Suddenly, Uygur music sounded, Aunt and her daughter began to dance, we like to see drunk like outrageous stayed. Even taking the light with the pace of music, rhythmic dancing.
dance was tired, sat down cross-legged, uncle and end to the fried piece, the driver told us it was to eat. No way, can only open navel.
Then the driver took us to stopping by each household, each Uighurs who see him, will warmhearted greet us? He is apparently a Chinese, why do the locals so familiar? This is what I have been curious to know the question. Fat uncle in the neighborhood stroll around the vineyards, and vie with each other and his cute little daughter photo taken after we returned to the host family, also will be the final repast I had - pork noodles. I am sure that this time I did not who can eat anymore. But we could not bear the owner's good directions brush, that the plenary dinner from 11:30 we are on the fruit start to 19:30 left, a full eight hours to eat. Eventually, even the cars are going to climb.
car, I came to understand the meaning of home visits is to visit. Also figure out the riddle of the driver, he grew the Uighur people of this village brought him a large, and whenever he would come back. The village elders also regarded him as his son.
At this point, one which rightly, without deliberately revealing thoughts from the mind in the flat, but it can truly reflect the feelings between people the most straightforward.

picnic

companions finally meet a few hands tightly together, went to class where entire the feelings are inseparable. In view of the departure period from our two days, we resolved to go after arguing Taxkorgan look.
Mongolian gazelle running in the extensive amplitude of wasteland, the wind dancing in the green mound and dale, the number of white flowers dotted with vast but somewhat bleak sky, the horizon between paradise and earth sideways a touch of blue. This is a easy and natural apt meet.
walk all the way to melodrama the car to the fortress is the setting sun twilight County, our hearts go back to nature with Stone. It is, in the beautiful scenery, quiet on the open prairie among several of the Tajik ethnic customs with mighty aid in the tent away in Taxkorgan winding river, the simple life of men Munv interlace away from the mundane difficulties, calm and tranquil, This is how many people dream of.
a tortuous path via quiet on, off, or continued outside the city wall, city, or stack heavy hill city to stone heap, conduct highland. Here, the inevitable has experienced prosperity and ebb of a long history of culture of the millennium brought precipitation.
based on the large rock, vistas, green and wild and fog, wind-swept pastures of cows and sheep, prefer rough grassland bold inherent charm. Sunset, all entities one, the age Stone exudes a recondite deep inhalation, the earth, thoughtful and incomprehensible.
me, even, would rather pamper on this one. Unfortunately, the dad can not resist from glacial pinnacles temptation Muztagata, some anxious heart, I know, I have been looking forward to ......
next day, the car end of the road, we reached the glacier at the foot of the sheep with. Perennial hidden in the fog around in the cloud cover, still holds partly hid in the fourth glacier, is finally acquiring the true knowledge. Snow does not stand up to the main peak of the ridge between the side Yokomine, ice beads flicker, Aoxue Lingshuang the heart has long been a kind of deep passion splendor.
I wreck the weapon of the glacier arrange, like a child mantled in swaddling clothes, the mushroom is the boundless sky, artistic look is pure ice. Creations, a voice floated to, close to the heart, gently tapping the soul. There is a colossal, but more of a free and easy. Suddenly, the comfortable between the call from far away came to an end, the eyes glow after all the tears of things called ......
the way back, we do not have the cheers and mirth, everyone is quiet like a child. Perhaps it is exhausted. Or taste the aftertaste is still them.

farewell
Sitting with friends, holding their hands of the bottle, at times bumped his head every now and then to binge drinking. Few days, the store one of the few donkeys were all like brothers and sisters. But we know are inevitable, start a new cruise tomorrow, so better stay in the memory of it! We have been on the wall left his name and I wish language, a good accumulation bags, ready to go ......

trip records
7 月 17 日
because of this episode, the new line rider estate of a lot less, has been in contact with the rider tel discussion, the preliminary decision to start Unity.
Yecheng
way to Kashgar, I could not get out of the window is always the beauty of our amuse, all being in the idle. Reach Yecheng, for a good frame card, but due to special reasons, we procrastinate the day of the trip.

7 月 18 日 pusha front of the village 20 km
up early up and buried all their own car check. Off, a short when the line slowly to naught kilometers, stay down breakfast and take pictures, we went flying along the cover of the first post bureau postmark. Strange alignment of circumstances, this day today, just take the Sichuan-Tibet line, and 3 years antecedent, coincides with the time. Coincidence, or God? Unknown. I think my focus today is if you ambition to turn the library to Daban, it means that one day Yecheng altitude from 1000 to 3000 the overall altitude above. This man is a great challenge in itself.
p.m. Da Pusha village, one of the bikers as fever, coupled with a tall anti-serious, require hospitalization. Discourage nice faith in all of us, he contemplate again and again, sorry to opt out of. I can understand his feelings, many people ride this path in array to arrange for months or even annuals, but due to physical factors alternatively additional causes, they had to give up. This is a complicated alternative to give up, but in life ahead, everything appeared so sallow and feeble.
of time soon, according to the current speed, we can not turn the Daban. Thus, local camp has become the most fitting choice.

7 月 19 号 127 Class
have ascended every mountain rider, crossroads the Daban's hard not to say much. And, this time into the grit road already, only a limited speed of 8 kilometers. Who sweat like rain, but not off the Jackets. That alterations the climate here is variable,Cheap Supra Shoes, then the blue skies, you can directly downpour. Can only bite the bullet and go ahead with the courage to look at road no. Finally reach the top, and some sat on the layer, and some place to lie down. In short, weary haunt everyone.
there must be a mountain down, and climbers down the mountain is not the same hardship, down is always the most forecast moment of the rider. Break, all together, we are prepared to down the mountain. Sure enough, even in the gravel, and also reached the maximum speed as much as 50 yards. All the way down to the 127 class, Uygur housewives help us cook, lay the place where 25 per person, than to cook immediate noodles draped over the tent a lot stronger.

7 月 20 日 193 Waste Road Course
cavalry all the way to the dingy road, and today many who are directed by a limited go 30 km asphalt road surface. Good mood, so it got up early. -Tibet line is really very boring one line, all the way to heave the dust, and a wide range of raging winds, there was endless mountain of dark black.
However, in a place so close to heaven and earth, but for the fortuitous, but it may well be the largest long-distance riding amusement. Will be displayed ########## marrow, to sing in the top of the mountain, there is no noise, no loud, more than a pure silence self-appreciation. Shouted: Let repression go!
193 abandoned road courses, I've arrived.
line in the new reservoir is needed most of the time tent, its benefits, but do not trouble too much. No matter how fast you the next morning, half an hour to package too much of the time.

7 月 21 日 Mazar depot
Mazar, in Arabic means visit the location, in the Uygur language namely the averaging of the grave. Simple, straightforward and remove. Honestly, how numerous had heart Mazar Daban some concern, at the end of the day, the road rough and rugged road, the surrounding rocks Wu Li, erratic rock protruding.
-Tibet line is one of the most difficult sections out of three from the Yecheng Daban. Mazar is the longest of the Daban-Tibet line, up and down together more than 70 km. However, we are very clear, they are stumbling stop, is a periodical tiger, no matter what, we are all to the past.
has been the speed of cycling are limited so if a day is a very painful thing. But here there is no way to do, ride quickly you will lose the recharge and repose, where high altitude tents will encounter snow, only in consensus with the Raiders to the day of the prompt on the destination.
stop, drinking water, panting, launched last three kilometers in one go on to the top of Mazar Daban, vivid feel of the antique phrase weep - United States, let me want to stay that lost memories ... ...
down to the depot Mazar,Women's Supra Skytop II, a Sichuan cafeteria in the queue stay. Gradually dark days of making the hope to see Qiao Geli peak went down the drain.


7 月 22 日 301 Waste Road Course
distance, blue sky, white clouds, the endless ruckus of the Crow Caw.
large segment of mountain road uphill and the plate has chance the subject of today's riding. Here, year-round cold, svelte climate, the maximum painful is keeping the wind. Swelling of the thighs, rubbing his close, blasted to pluck the cigarette.
destination is about 10 kilometers from the top of the steel mineral operators dweller, did not anticipate more than 60 km of road, a full ride almost 8 hours to reach. But somehow, we declined to spend the night employees, so that means that we must choose to set up tents.
farther 2 km, we reached an forsook road classes, as previously relinquished as a track, do not expect how good, at all times you can be sheltered.
setting up the tents, we started cooking, eating on the Laoganma Nang dry hard bread. What this time to the mouth are the most palatable. After a while a joke, and went to bed early. That day, I dreamed of barbecue and beer, and dreamed of Pizza Hut, also dreamed of a lukewarm bed.

7 月 23 to 30 in the barracks
Karakoram weather like Peking Opera mask, mercurial. We all nap a night early, did not know already changed out of days. Just felt very cold, open the tent, outside is a world of ice and snow, snow, crystal clear.
wild weather blowing, on such a stormy morning, we hit the road.
higher altitudes, lower temperatures, cool winds keep coming down the nape, hands and feet are rigid, constantly grumbling all the way: I walk (shove) for 4 hours. To reach the summits, the temperature is estimated to have hovered around the zero.
turn Daban, suddenly in front, the other side of Daban fine view. Picturesque, mountainous, an oncoming spring air. Be narrated, separated by twice mountain Lord.
downhill all the way, let us full of vigor. Camp ten miles - 219 online largest afford point in Xinjiang. I must eat well, nectar well and rest well.

7 月 24 日 Kangxiwar
morning, Mountain and Road, dim clouds, jumping in the lea on the Mongolian gazelle, an eagle soaring in the sky side, a group with insistence and persistence in the book written road rider, the vast Western territory on this multi- a number of luxuriant life.
will not easily forget the icy sleet to bind, with a pleasant cozy road.
small tilt Kangxiwar turn, ran down all the way to the road courses. This section is gone, but a breath, at last, have the same road the previous features - high height, the road bad. Fork in the road near the road into the class there is a highest height of the country's victims cemetery - 康西瓦烈士 tomb. We are moving in that epoch, more than 100 martyrs who lie buried in this here, they justify with their lives the territorial honesty of the motherland, and write a song with the brave passionate song of youth, it was their couch argue every inch of impetus makes Asan We Wangfengertao. In this snow-covered plateau, they turned it into a mountain, a ridge, towering stands, endless.
Whispering silent, time trace, half a centenary after, no stuff when and where they are all in our hearts the most beautiful people.

7 月 25 日 tamarisk Beach
history and a glorious, the cloudless blue sky, walking on this road, even now difficult to see the day, a diagram, but the beauty of it is charming ample to forget their loneliness.
Tamarix Beach is the land of the depot, emulated by its stores to subserve a degree of prosperity, the way traders are mainly in Sichuan, they almost monopolized the food and beverage, accommodation.
listened in the camp ten miles in Xinjiang in August 219, began to cut the ribbon cable to start repairs. Was a little strange feeling, and we certainly hope that this road as flat as the Qinghai-Tibet Highway, wide, so that more can be endless supply of matter, regardless of each country into 4 dwelling, barracks, said classes. But once into a flat asphalt surface, the road to less of a difficult and exciting promise. However, it is inevitable, but also trends. When more people can enter here to find out here are more of a splendid time, we advert the little things were linked in some teeth it?

7 月 26 日 Tianshuihai field
With warm brightness, we talked and laughed to set off. Honestly, the next two days is really laughing fishes, a sweet water sea (4830 m), a spring ditch (5140 m), are some places to life.
this day, climb the tired, from the top of Qitai Daban has been 20:00 all but. But it is in Xinjiang, at least 10 or so dark, we bolted all the way down, chilly. Eventually way duration to flour metamorphosis has months geese and cars fly out fall cotton heap whatever like Like no pain.
Gradually, the horizon sunset last point is also in hiding, we are also close to the depot from the Sweetwater Sea 20 kilometers, traffic is very bad, we at this time only in the 6,7 km per hour, but also tired. In view of the depot is too late to trouble, we decided to place camp, bicycle rear light flashing the night, just to prevent animals from bombarding.

7 月 27 日 Tianshuihai depot
drilled tents, back afflict, on the road, we have every day in their way, today unanimously decided to rest at the depot Tianshuihai day. Heaven and earth, as if there is no distance, walking in the road, view unlimited zooming.
Tianshuihai appearance, the depot a few kilometers from the national highway. Go only to find several naval elements, we stare at the architectural features into a relatively new. Not reached,Women's Supra TK Society, stopped by guards, was told not to accept lodging, and we challenge not face to face with teeth shown. But his subsequent words, how much solace to us.
depot guided us to inspect today, can not let us stay. But in our pleading, they coincided, but the mastery can not go out before leaving. No way, after all, are the nearest accommodation point 100 km away die ditch or tamarisk waterfront. Time is of the quondam, the tolerate began to riot. Finally, let us go to dinner, had not eaten and left the presidency, which Dayton irrelevant to our wealth of the dinners in our next full to eat two meals slowly.

7 月 28 日 dead outlet
desolate, quiet, vast, desolate, God is here left to future generations of these feelings. The paperback goes: the most beautiful scenery onward the way the territory in Tibet, Xinjiang, can only be used I think it must go to Tibet for the first time people have been muddled by the beauty of eyes, at least in my eyes, the beauty of Xinjiang and Tibet beauty is alter.
spring ditch, how beautiful name. But it is chilling to distinct name - the dead wrinkle. Then removed to a branch corporation spend the night here, all this fell comatose early in the morning, one can not awake. So, take possession of the line of new people put it calls the dead furrow.
ditch near the dead time, it gives us a taste of its temper, a heavy rain broke the elemental harmony. Arrived when the lights are the stars, took off his watery clothes, around the boss and the fire chatting, laughing, forget riding the tired, forget the limits of this time zone.

7 月 29 日 Songxi
up in the morning, walk out the door, ability and insight was the true face of the dead channel. Warm morning,Supra Skytop III Shoes, the open mountain and road, rapid breathing the oxygen that is extremely thin. With a little strange excitement, and we continue to push forward moving.
with a map of the Raiders and the Discovery of the lake can not be met, I'll say. looking like the blue water and sky, intertwined, really beauteous. Later in the Song Xi asked only that, this is a fashion near the lake, has no appoint, for the time being Jiaota Weiminghu it.
100 meters, 50 meters, 20 meters, 10 meters, closer, and finally to the top of the Daban, which is Xinjiang, Tibet, where the junction - Jieshan Daban.
behave several decades has been replaced by amplified height of 6700 meters in the 5248 meters now, we are here to stay, smoke, chat and take photos.
nearly monotonous scenery from Yecheng this end, Jieshan Daban this opened a new sheet. Back to the sea, the sunset of the inscription is particularly manly, mighty, and even some tragic.
Xinjiang, goodbye, what you tend to scale, Kuang Yuan against the background of the manner was coming out of Ali's aloof and mysterious.

7 月 30 day soil
vessels from the waste out in Shenzhaolanyao, we only feel the outdoor globe so vast, green, gradually arise in the vision being. If Xinjiang is a desolate place, then it is definitely the source of life in Tibet, endless bangs.
thought into the way in Tibet will surely be better, but we proved: the results of this in my brain. Washboard road, gravel road, thick clay, flour, alternately tortured road riding group of people, and no mercy was planned.
green, yaks, red road, riding the people, how agreeable and peaceful picture. At this moment, no matter what beautiful words, no matter what the language is elegant and competent to be the poorer.
because it was all so simple, not that one of the most straightforward and simple beauty of it?
classes of public amounts, one memorable place. Not just here to fish, where the Bird Island, as well as the outside world does not know a

7 月 31 日 Shiquanhe Town
mountains and streams, cloud cover around the fog, green grass and cattle and sheep flocks. Flow and not always in front of the stream around it is full of magnetism describing the scenery, snow-covered plateau soon as we opened the most magnetic veil.
the road today, the United States can not be made. Maybe this is God's euthanasia, or, which is more than a thousand of our bumpy kilometers wage.
a way, is a moving anecdote, riding on the road, is to this article were the most authentic embellishment. We are like birds flying flying on this road, towards the dream,Supras, toward the wish trying everything.
place today to the capital when Ali - Shiquanhe town. Black per hour up to 70 yards, the wind dry mouth, and to a car stopped and asked the driver to drink, and then continue to stampede.
Finally, because of my misjudgment, resulting in three of us around in a circle, to reach the destination, the warm prompted by Comrade dog ran the fastest ever.
walk-Tibet line for what? Perhaps everyone on the answer to this question varied, but I kas long asdown this road, to stay away from the pain and depression, go hand in hand is always happy and arbitrary.

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