Zhuka Town is also called Rumei Town. The scenery is as beautiful as its name. Unlike the snow-capped mountains and desert scenery we saw a few days ago, the scenery here is more like the salt wells on the border of Tibet. This may be similar to the scenery of the salt wells on the border of Tibet.
The altitude of this area is very low, only 2200 meters.
After seeing off his female rider, Han Qi found a hotel nearby.
This hotel is a two-story building. It only costs 20 yuan a night to stay on the first floor, but there is no TV. The room on the second floor is slightly larger and has a TV, which is ten yuan more expensive than the first floor. Han Qi doesn't watch TV, but he wants to use it.
There is a table in the room on the second floor, so I live upstairs.
The boss is very enthusiastic. He is from Tianfu Zizhong. He is a fellow Han Qi. His family is very close to Zizhong.
Zhang Shuhao lives on the first floor.
He is really poor now. Originally, he hid it from his family when he came out this time. It was similar to when Han Qi came out. Han Qi brought 3,000 yuan and he brought 5,000 yuan. But he was deceived as soon as he arrived in Lijiang.
Of the three thousand yuan, the remaining two thousand have been used and only one thousand is left.
He also has a very stubborn temper and would not let Han Qi pay for him if he could pay for it himself.
After dinner, Han Qi came out and stood outside the hotel looking at the Canglan River. The wind in the river was relatively strong and soon blew Han Qi's hair like straw. After ten days, the original little flesh has now turned into skin.
Dark man.
Han Qi is quite happy to see this kind of change. Although her hair and face are often dirty along the way, if she has the opportunity to take a shower and look in the mirror, she will find that she is several times more handsome than before.
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If you hold a cigarette in your mouth at this time, you will look like a handsome guy with a story about the vicissitudes of life.
The phone rang.
"Han Qi? Where are you?"
Who else could this familiar Wanwan accent be but Zhang Shuhao?
"I'm just below the hotel, by the river."
I have visited so many cities in Tibet, and although I have not yet gone to a big city, the villages and towns I passed have one thing in common, that is, they are all built on the riverside or riverside. No matter how bad it is, it is still a small stream, which is appropriate.
That old saying about living by water.
Han Qi himself likes streams very much, and sometimes he can watch them for an hour or two.
Not long after, Zhang Shuhao came over.
He had also just taken a shower, but the wounds on his face were very conspicuous. They were from falling on the ground a few days ago.
"Why did you come outside so late when you're not sleeping in the hotel?" he asked as he came over.
"Can't sleep." Han Qi put his hands on the guardrail, "How about we rest here for a day tomorrow. The scenery here is not bad. I want to take a few more photos."
Zhang Shuhao just wanted to agree.
Of course he wanted to rest. The journey was so tiring. He had never been so tired in his life. But when he left, he thought of his own funds. He didn't have much in the first place. If he wasted another day or two, how could he get to Lhasa?
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The key is.
Not going back?
The air ticket back to Taipei costs 4,000 yuan, but now the total cost of my whole body does not exceed 2,000 yuan.
So he looked troubled and said in a tangled tone: "We have to get to Lhasa early..."
Of course, Han Qi didn't know that Zhang Shuhao was thinking so much at this moment, but his mind was not something that ordinary people could change. It was enough to be with Li Xiaochuan. After all, he wanted to follow Brother Chuan, and Brother Chuan was the captain. Han Qi was very
If you are convinced, Zhang Shuhao can forget it.
Han Qi's father is a very stubborn person, and so is Han Qi.
"When we get to Lhasa, we will go to Lhasa. It won't affect our rest, and it doesn't mean we won't have to leave."
So it was decided. Han Qi didn’t get up when he woke up for the first time the next day, so he continued to sleep. At noon, he and Zhang Shuhao found a restaurant on the street to eat. There are many Sichuan restaurants, and the dishes prepared by the chefs are quite authentic.
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No matter what you do, you need to balance work and rest. After a day of rest, the riding speed feels much faster.
Three days later.
The two were crossing Yela Mountain, another high mountain with an altitude of 4,640 meters. The mountain pass was surrounded by unmelted snow.
The Bonda Yela Pass is an asphalt road in good condition. You can see the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and the Nujiang Mountains behind it. Due to livestock breeding, a lot of vegetation has been destroyed, but it is now surrounded by barbed wire to stabilize the soil and prevent sand.
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After rounding a corner, Han Qi saw the famous Nujiang Mountain Turn 72 on the Sichuan-Tibet Line and subconsciously pressed the brakes.
The car is parked on the roadside.
Spectacular and desperate.
After crossing so many places today, Han Qi, who was as tired as a husky, kept running back and forth with these two words in his mind. Spectacular refers to the 72 turns in the Nujiang Mountains, and of course despair.
It is a winding downhill slope close to the mountain. The altitude drops by 2,000 meters during the 42-kilometer journey. You can imagine how steep this road is. Although the road condition is good, such a long downhill slope is very harmful to the cyclist.
Both technology and bicycle braking are a very severe test.
I have no choice but to leave.
"Check the brakes." Han Qi said to Zhang Shuhao.
The descent is about to begin. It would be a tragedy if the brakes break on the way. If you have to use your feet to brake for dozens of kilometers of descent, your soles will be worn out.
The way to check the brakes is to get out of the car, push the car forward and press the brakes.
The brakes on both sides were pressed, and the car was firmly locked in place.
You can go.
With a nervous mood, the two rode this famous downhill road.
Along the way, you only feel the strong wind passing through your ears. You don’t have to pedal at all. The kinetic energy brought by the downhill can make your car go very fast. You have to press the brake lightly from time to time to control your speed, and you can’t let go of your feet.
On the pedals, you must put them down and always have the foot brake ready.
If the brakes fail, you must brake the car with your feet.
Otherwise, once the speed increases, the foot brake alone will not be able to stop the car, and then the car will have to wait for it to overturn.
Han Qi's maximum speed on this road reached 70 miles. This was the first time Han Qi drove at this speed after entering Tibet. You must know that this is a bicycle, not a vehicle that burns oil.
The name here is called Turn 72. As the name suggests, there are a lot of turns, and they are all 180-degree turns. The gray at the turn is very thick, and there are hidden stones inside. Han Qi's car bumped a little, and then he felt that the brakes were not working well.
, so I stopped to check the brakes.
There are a lot of bicycle parts in the luggage. The repairman will not repair it, but if something goes wrong, just replace it. At this time, you can see the river below. This river should be the Nu River. It is very turbid, much like the Yellow River, and it flows at such a speed.
It is also very similar to the Yellow River.
Zhang Shuhao even fell down while braking here.
However, he fell down too many times and got up like a normal person without any problem, and came over to ask Han Qi if he could be of any help.
"I'll change it right away."
Han Qi said something, and then felt something fall above his head. Before Han Qi could look up, a small stone hit Han Qi's riding helmet.
"Damn it, rocks will fall from the mountain."
He quickly moved the car to the side near the river and looked up at the mountain... When the wind blew, sand and small stones visibly fell onto the road. No wonder there was so much dust at the corners, it turned out that they all fell from the mountain.
