Only one day later, at Zhang Shuhao's strong request, the two continued riding to Lhasa.
Basu went to Ranwu for a day of riding, and after a night's rest, I was going to Bomi. This is a big city, but no matter how big a city in XC is, the crowd density is very low. The only place where you can see a lot of people is after school.
in front of the primary school.
I replenished some supplies here and stayed for one night.
Materials are actually tires, brakes and other bicycle-related parts. These things are particularly at a loss on the Sichuan-Tibet Road, so if someone particularly cares about their bicycles, it is recommended not to come on this road. Let alone drive a round trip, you can drive one to Lhasa.
The cost of a bicycle.
Han Qi's current car has not been replaced except for the frame. Almost everything else has been replaced. It is no longer the same as when Han Qi first saw it.
Coming out of Bomi and passing through Guxiang, the surrounding area is full of cattle, horses, and sheep herded by Tibetan villagers. Sometimes groups of people walk on the road, and there are a lot of cars blocked along the way... But the bicycle will not be affected, just go through it.
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This section of the road is surrounded by dense woods on both sides, with snow-capped mountains in the distance and farmland nearby. The scenery is very good.
Today's expected end point is Tongmai.
The 14-kilometer stretch of road through Tongmai used to be plagued by constant mudslides and landslides. The road was often interrupted, and passing vehicles often fell off the cliff. It was very dangerous. But now that two bridges and several tunnels have been built, this natural danger has become
thoroughfare.
But there are still dangers.
After all, it is the Sichuan-Tibet Line. Whenever you pass this road, you will encounter landslides and mudslides. If Han Qi goes back this time and tells others that he rode the Sichuan-Tibet Line safely and did not encounter any risks along the way, then what?
Maybe some people doubt whether Han Qi has ridden 318 before.
On a relatively steep uphill slope, Han Qi actually felt something was wrong, so he got out of the car and pinched the tire at the back. The tire completely deflated, and he didn't know when the tire blew out again.
Zhang Shuhao rode over and asked, "Has another flat tire?"
"kindness."
"Then you are so bad. You can change the tire here. I think the front is steeper and I can't ride it. I have to push the car."
Han Qi had changed three tires in the past two days, and they were all on the rear tire. Han Qi felt that there must be something wrong with the quality of the tires... The key was that they were extremely expensive, which made Han Qi very unhappy.
As soon as I put the bike up, I heard a thunder from the sky.
Han Qi and Zhang Shuhao, who was watching the show next to him, looked up at the same time...
The sun was shining brightly in the sky, and it didn't look like it was going to rain. Han Qi breathed a sigh of relief. It would be unlucky if it rained at this time. This place was a steep uphill slope, and there was no shelter around it.
If it rained, they would have to push the car up this slope in the rain and find a place to hide from the rain before changing the tire.
Zhang Shuhao smiled and said to Han Qi: "It looks like he won't do it..."
"Boom!"
Another thunder sounded, and then the sun hid behind the clouds. The heavy raindrops shot down like machine guns. It only took a few seconds to cover the dry ground with a layer of water color. Han Qi was stunned.
, it was Zhang Shuhao who pulled up the hat on Han Qi’s clothes.
"Let's go!" Zhang Shuhao said.
Han Qi came to his senses and started pushing the cart through gritted teeth: "Shut up! Stop talking!"
It's a nice sunny day, but it rains when it's supposed to rain, and it rains so hard.
Han Qi's tire blew out, and the luggage he tied up was extremely heavy. It contained tents, quilts, food, water, and bicycle parts, all adding up to dozens of kilograms. It was not easy to push, but when it rained and the ground got wet, it became even more difficult.
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Pushing it is like pushing a car without the handbrake on a slightly steeper slope.
It had been a long time since we had reached the top of the slope, but by this time the two of us had been soaked in the rain. The heavy rainfall had increased the amount of water on the ground. When the car next to us passed by, the splash of water directly covered Han Qi's body.
Zhang Shuhao was walking in front of Han Qi and suddenly took a few steps back. This startled Han Qi and asked quickly: "How are you? Do you still have the strength?"
"I...I really don't have any strength left. Why don't we leave the car beside it and let's take out the tent to take shelter from the rain?"
"I can only say that you have a good idea."
Where can a car be parked in a place like this? It can slide down if it is placed directly on the ground.
It's a rainy day, brother.
At this time, two figures ran towards them in the distance in the rain. Their faces and clothes could not be seen clearly, but they were obviously in Tibetan clothing. Han Qi thought of the villagers who had blocked the road to collect tolls a few days ago, so he was alert for a moment.
My heart is full.
But he was obviously worried. A father and daughter ran over. The girl was only sixteen or seventeen years old. She came over and put her hand on Han Qi's car to help Han Qi push the car.
"Push the car up first," the girl said.
Although she didn't know why she did this, Han Qi was very moved by the help. The strength that was about to disappear reappeared and she quickly jumped over the steep slope. After going up the slope, there was a grassland on the side of the road.
A tent with a white top and colorful patterns on the background was set up here, and Zhang Shuhao's car was parked next to it.
Han Qi also parked the car outside and entered the tent with the girl. Zhang Shuhao was wiping his face with a towel, and the uncle who was helping him push the cart was making tea.
Sitting next to Zhang Shuhao, Han Qi asked in a low voice: "What's going on?"
"I don't know, this big brother doesn't speak Chinese."
The girl came over with a towel. Han Qi said thank you and took it to wipe his face. When returning the towel, Han Qi looked at her face carefully.
"Are all the girls here so pretty?"
At least the facial features that Han Qi encountered were very three-dimensional, mainly because of their big eyes. Just like in the novel, they all have a pair of eyes that can talk... Han Qi didn't know whether they could talk, but this kind of watery eyes
Big eyes are indeed very beautiful on women.
"There's no way...don't make fun of me, okay..."
Her face turned red.
After chatting with her for a while, I finally understood why they came to help me push the cart.
When it rained before, she was sitting on the ramp playing and saw Han Qi's car broken down. Then she waited in the tent for a long time but didn't see Han Qi coming up, so she called her father to help Han Qi push the car.
Go up.
There are still many good people... Han Qi felt a little emotional.
I drank a bowl of sweet tea here and waited for an hour for the rain to stop before continuing on.
Nowadays, the Internet talks about how bad the people on this road are, but Han Qi has been walking for so many days and has met more kind-hearted people.
Tongmaite Bridge.
We saw many bridges along the way, but none of them seemed as grand as this one. In addition to this newly built modern bridge, there was also a suspension bridge like the one Han Qi walked on before.
After a few days of riding during the day and falling asleep at night, Han Qi's birthday arrived.
Lhasa has also arrived.
Li Xiaochuan's route was 16 days. Han Qi and the others rode a little slower, and there were various unexpected situations along the way. So it took them 19 days in total to reach Lhasa.
This city is different from the Tibetan cities I have seen before. It is full of people and tourists. Especially in the square outside the Potala Palace, there are probably hundreds of people queuing up to take photos.
After finding a hotel to stay at, Han Qi looked at the guitar that he hadn't taken out for a long time. There was nothing wrong with the guitar, but the guitar bag was already dirty and turned into a rag.
