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20 18 Cycling in Xinjiang (6)
Open the curtains, it's already morning glow, like a dream. Without taking care of washing, I rode my bike, followed the sunrise and chased it to the mud volcano. On the way up the mountain, I saw the ruins of the first oil well and distillation pot in Xinjiang. The sun finally broke through the clouds and shone brilliantly.

Riding the Dooku Highway, the dream moment has finally arrived. Because of a day's rest and full of energy, the originally planned two-day trip was merged into one day, and the intensity was equivalent to two consecutive trips to Miao Feng. The distance from Dushanzi to Wulan Sadek is 76 kilometers, and the climbing height is over 2000 meters.

The gate of Tianshan Mountain, the starting point of Duku Highway, is located near the K554 milestone of G2 17 National Highway. There, I met the riders of Shihezi Cycling Team. They rode the Dooku Highway more than once before, and this time they went to road trip, giving me a lot of advice.

From the gate of Tianshan Mountain, it has been uphill. It's hard to see the end of the long ramp, but what you can see is the towering Tianshan Mountains. Passing the fork in the road leading to Dushanzi Grand Canyon, although it is only18km, I have no intention to go. There must be a ramp on the road. If you travel 36 kilometers back and forth, you won't reach your destination today. So, on the way to your goal, if you give up, you will get what you gave up.

Several Qingqi riders, all locals, greeted them and shouted with their thumbs up. In fact, they don't need to refuel. All the way down to Dushanzi, I need to refuel. A cyclist saw me riding alone and told me that there was a Sichuanese in front, who was also a native. Maybe I could go with him.

Continue to ride forward and see one person and one bicycle parked on the side of the road to rest. I guess this is probably what the rider said about "Sichuan". He waved to me, and before I stopped, I asked, "Are you from Sichuan?"

Sure enough, he is the Sichuan cyclist, reloaded, with two backpacks and a stove tent, fully equipped. There is a customized license plate hanging in front of the car, which reads "Sichuan W Wave XD525".

He comes from Daliangshan, Sichuan, and has been riding for more than half a year, and his footprints are almost all over the country. Although we met for the first time, we are like old friends. We have all ridden the Sichuan-Tibet line and the Sino-Mongolian border defense line. So, although people didn't see it, the tracks of the wheels must overlap. I think he is a lone ranger who has been riding alone for half a year, and probably won't be with people. I'll keep riding. He needs a short rest. Our destination today is K630. If it's fate, we'll meet again.

After this long uphill, the road enters Tianshan Mountain, winding, with the rushing Kuitun River on one side and the towering city walls on the other, and the "Sword of Damocles" everywhere. Where to fall and when to collapse can only be resigned to fate. It's really steep, crossing the Tongmai natural barrier on the Sichuan-Tibet line G3 18.

I think of Li Bai's "Difficult Road to Shu" and take this opportunity to lament the Dooku Highway. It is no exaggeration to say, "Hey, hey, it's dangerous! Loneliness is difficult, and it is difficult to go to the sky! " The classic describing the difficulty of the Shu Road can also describe the Duku Highway without modification: "The highest cliff is less than a foot from the sky, and the dry pine trees hang down from the surface of the cliff. One thousand waterfalls rushed forward one after another, sending out the thunder of rotating stones in ten thousand valleys. How can you come all the way with such dangers? "

The general idea of these words is: "The peaks are connected, less than a foot away from the sky; The withered old branches hung upside down and got stuck between the cliffs. Swirls and waterfalls scramble to make noise; Water and stones collide and rotate, just like a thousand valleys are thundering. This place is so bad and dangerous that it has come to this; Alas, why come all the way and stay here? "

It takes nearly five hours to fly from Beijing to Yining, and then it takes three days to ride to Dushanzi. I can be regarded as a distant person. Why did I come to this dangerous place? Just to understand the danger, how can you know the danger if you don't come?

After Sadaban, go downhill 10 km, and have lunch in Maoliugou class. On the stone tablets of "Looking at Tianshan Mountain" and "Keeping Tianshan Road", I met Xiao Huang, a Sichuan cyclist. Later, I met a big brother who rode alone, from Kuitun. He likes mountaineering and hiking very much. On such a steep slope, he thinks it is easier to go by cart than by car.

Every time I rest in the parking area, I will meet tourists from go on road trip. They will chat with me, greet me with concern, or take photos with me as if they all know me. The boss in Korla invited me to eat watermelon, and then the boss in Beijing invited me to eat watermelon and cantaloupe. I think of the poem that Gao Shi gave to Dongda University: "Mochow has no confidant in the future, and everyone knows you!"

The road is getting more and more dangerous, and the stones on the cliff are uneven and bare, and some places have installed protective nets. Every time you walk along a road, you will see a sign that says "the road ahead is easy to landslide" There are countless "swords of Damocles" hanging overhead, which may fall at any time; At the foot is the canyon abyss, and the river in the valley is rushing.

There is a section of road called "the tiger's mouth", which shows that it is steep. I think there is a "tiger's mouth" on the Sichuan-Tibet line, and there is also a "tiger's mouth" in Tiger Leaping Gorge. The road was dug under the cliff, and the stone hanging on it was as ferocious as the teeth in the tiger's mouth. A tiger can't even touch its ass, let alone pass through its mouth. Riding all the way in the mouths of various wild animals: crocodile mouth, lion mouth, leopard mouth. ...

At noon, a halo appeared in the sky. It is about 10 km from the destination, and it is raining lightly. Whenever I travel in the rain, I will use Su Dongpo's classic words to encourage myself: "Bamboo straw sandals are lighter than horses, who is afraid?" A misty rain is a lifetime. "

Yes, who is afraid of a little rain?

However, when it rains, the probability of landslides will be much greater. At the K629 milestone, I heard some movement on the hillside and looked up to see some stones rolling down. I stopped at once and prepared to retreat. The biggest stone bypassed the wheel and landed less than 10 cm from my right foot, and stopped rolling.

This scene reminds me of riding the Sichuan-Tibet line, bypassing the Yunnan-Tibet highway, passing through the landslide area, and the boulder rolled down behind me. Just like that time, very close, unscathed. I think, God bless me, my name is Ann, Ann in peace, Ann in peace.

Finally, I saw the mileage card of K630, and Ulan Sadek arrived. There are only two inns and restaurants. The boss was very enthusiastic, arranged for me to stay, cooked dinner soon, and invited me to eat watermelon. When it was dark, Xiao Huang also came here.

Unique library, unique cool, riding alone and cool.

Lonely, but never lonely.

Thank you for your encouragement and help to the people you met along the way.