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The world is so big, I want to see it! This sentence is poisonous. The reason for asking for leave of “August” is written in this way. It is enough to see his willfulness~, and after asking for leave, he started a 15-day, 13,000-kilometer trip to Xinjiang. Come together Check out his story:
After half a year from cycling Tibet last year, I started to have the idea of cycling in Xinjiang. Over time, this idea gradually became clear and firm in my mind, and finally took place in June.
After I decided to ride in Xinjiang, someone asked me why I wanted to ride in Xinjiang. As a bystander, they might think that this kind of motorcycle travel is very cool, especially the motorcycle travel in Xinjiang, which will give you a lot of capital to install B in the future, but Only oneself understands that if it is to install B, this is not necessary.
The motorcycle trip to and from Xinjiang in such a short period of time like this, in fact, is not enjoying the joy of traveling, but more of a challenge to my body and perseverance, which must have a higher perspective Pursuit of goals can support oneself to start this journey.
In fact, I have been asking myself, “Why do you want to ride Xinjiang?” These are the reasons to appreciate the beautiful scenery, enjoy the food, and relax. These are the reasons, but this is not the most fundamental reason. I can’t say this reason accurately. I can only Vaguely telling myself, “As long as I start on the road, my life will be different.”
The detailed answer is on the journey, let yourself look for it while walking. After two previous trips to Yunnan and Tibet, I became more and more aware of what I wanted to pursue this time. So although the schedule was very tight this time, I told myself to slow down my heart and experience it with my heart. This journey.
This time I set off from Shangqiu. I checked the car the same day after I got home. I got up at 5 o’clock the next morning and started to clean up. My parents took me to the door and told me again and again that there were 10,000 people in my parents who were unwilling to let me go, but At this moment they didn’t want me to set off with a bad mood, so they just told me to be safe on the road.
I am afraid that the feeling of being a parent at this moment may not be truly experienced before we become parents, and I dare not look at my parents any more, I am afraid that I will shrink back, I can only pretend to be nonchalant and tell them that I am not alone. There are also people in the same group meeting together, and everything is arranged properly.
In fact, I understand that at this moment, no matter what I say, I cannot let them let go of this worry. I feel extremely guilty for them, but I know that my parents are the ones who watch you leave again and again. This is the “price” of growth.
Starting in the morning, all the way to high speed, 1200 kilometers to five o’clock in the afternoon, arrived at Zhangjiakou. The reason why I chose Zhangjiakou as the first stop is because I came to Zhangjiakou to visit my fourth brother. The fourth brother is a Moyou brother I met while riding in Tibet last year.
Last year, I walked all the way on the Qinghai-Tibet line and crossed Tanggula Mountain. I was very temperamental. I thought it would be good to ride in Xinjiang next time. But my fourth brother had an accident some time ago and is still recovering from his injuries, so I came to Zhangjiakou. In order to visit the fourth brother, Er also set out together with our wish.
My fourth brother told me that there will be a motorcycle culture festival in Datong tomorrow and tomorrow, and then some friends in the circle will come over, everyone can chat together, I am not too willing to participate, I understand that there are some people who participate in this kind of activity. We are not on the same level at all for American heavy machines such as Harley and Indian.
So I don’t want to go hard, but the fourth brother has repeatedly suggested that I participate and feel it. The fourth brother enthusiastically called a friend of the organizing committee and said that he would add a brother in the past, and took a rest here. The fourth brother talked about the conversation, and then went straight to Datong.
Going from Zhangjiakou to Datong on a high-speed highway, about 30 kilometers after leaving Zhangjiakou, the car suddenly turned off, and quickly pulled the car to a stop. This was the first time I encountered this situation. I could only call for help.
I called the local Benali dealer for help, explained the situation and asked me to wait patiently. They immediately drove over to the rescue overnight. At this time, it was a lot easier. Instead, I took time to experience the evening breeze in the grassland of the dam. , I feel that this is not necessarily a bad thing.
Otherwise, there is no chance to be with the evening breeze in this quiet night, listening to the cicadas in the middle of the night, moving forward is not the purpose, moving forward is to experience better things, don’t miss the beauty around you because of moving forward.
After having this leisure time, the time flies quickly. Unknowingly, the two elder brothers who came to the rescue have arrived. After checking the car, there is a problem with the battery. The car should be dragged back and replaced tomorrow. Battery.
The battery was changed the next morning. Thanks to the carefulness of the masters, they carefully checked the tires and found a nail, otherwise it would be another big trouble. I repaired the car, thanked the masters, and hurryed to Datong.
When I went to the high-speed service area of Datong, I ran into friends from Beijing to Datong. Everyone rushed to an event. They talked happily and walked together.
Arrived in Datong at 3 o’clock in the afternoon, and gathered at the ancient city of Datong, the designated place by the organizing committee. Heavy-duty motorcycles from all over the country have arrived one after another. Everyone is looking forward to the carnival in the next few days!
Everyone came to the meeting point early the next morning to make various preparations before the parade. Police cars cleared the roads, roads were under strict control, and all highways were opened. Datong City Government has made sufficient preparations for this event and made great efforts. It is worthy of all our friends to give them a big praise.
In the morning, I ran 150 kilometers on the parade. After the noon parade, I did not return with the team. During the break, I smoked a cigarette given by my elder brothers and brought their blessings. The gathering of friends in the world is a fire and scattered stars. Say goodbye to this and head to Xinjiang alone.
At this moment, this separation may be the best way. I may not belong to this team originally, at least not now. My car does not belong to them, and my pursuit does not belong to them. When my car is parked in the middle of these cars At that time, it seemed so out of place.
The grade is too low, and the luggage tent tied up in the back seat of the car looks abrupt. If this parade is a military parade, perhaps to me, it’s like a parade on Red Square in Moscow. I’m going to drive directly from the parade to the front. Knight.
Looking around, I can’t find the same kind around me. At this time, tears can’t help but fall. It’s a pity and a good fortune. It’s a pity that there is no like-minded person to share the future. Fortunately, I have used the most distant car to carry the most distant and determined one. heart.
It’s this kind of regret and determination that made me stand up straight from the time when I was only on the move. As far as locomotives are concerned, slowly you will understand that some people play the car itself, some people play the locomotive culture, and some people. What is playing is the faith of life.
When you reach the step of faith, don’t say it, because they don’t understand. In fact, our greatest enemy is ourselves. When you defeat yourself, you will also defeat the world.
On the second day, accompanied by the morning glow from Bayannaoer to the G7 Beijing-Xinjiang Expressway, the scenery became more and more magnificent. Running G7 once and watching five different landforms show in turn was a visual shock. It was a great effort to build this highway. The awe of the rider is also the pride of the strong development of the motherland. This is riding, touching and spreading touching.
In the no-man’s land, I met the dragon and opened his eyes, and the rain fell down in an instant. He swept away the exhaustion of running for 15 hours and continued on his way.
Starting from Bayannaoer, you must pay special attention to the problem of refueling. Not every service area of the highway here has a gas station. Basically, you can refuel every one or two hundred kilometers, so it is best to refuel every place where you can refuel. Fill up the oil.
I met two friends, two older brothers are over 60 years old, one is from Hunan and the other is from Guangdong. They met when they rode in Tibet last year, and this time they met to ride in Xinjiang again, in the words of the two older brothers. : “Now I have to make up the things I missed when I was young, it’s great to be young”, cherish each other!
Arrived in Turpan on the afternoon of June 18, and completed the first small goal of the motorcycle tour in Xinjiang—eating melons under the Flame Mountain
Arrived in Urumqi on June 20, visited the Grand Bazaar and revisited the Silk Road.
On the evening of June 20, I rushed to Kanas overnight and ran all night. I was too tired. I slept in the service area and waited for the gas station to open at dawn.
Finally, I waited till dawn, but the gas station was out of gas, and then I couldn’t refuel on the highway. The last service area was still out of gas. The last bar of the gas meter was over halfway. An enthusiastic Uyghur brother gave me a fence from the service area. I took a mouth and asked me to come down from the highway to find a gas station nearby.
Crossing this grassland, I was caught by a prairie wolf and followed me for more than ten kilometers. Fortunately, I am one, and it is also one. We are all “lone wolves”. I don’t know when we have become accustomed to wandering. I understand it, maybe it also understands me, and in the end each went its own way, each one was well, and after exhausting his character, I finally found the gas station before the gas was cut off!
Arrive in Kanas and complete the second small goal of the motorcycle tour in Xinjiang-drink a glass of Kanas Lake!
On the high-speed from Kanas to Yili, the chain broke again, and I was familiar with handling this kind of thing. I was waiting for rescue and exposed to the sun. I took out the necessary artifact for home travel-towels. Does this look big? Stop by Steal a landmine.
Thank you very much for the timely rescue and help from the local friends in Karamay, and sent the chain here for repair in the middle of the night[抱拳]
The best meeting-Sailimu Lake, the last tear of the Atlantic Ocean: I came thousands of miles, defying the hardships and dangers of the road, worshipping at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, accepting the baptism of this pure lake, although the mortal remains, I wish to live forever The beauty of the world, worthy of oneself, worthy of others!
To be continued…
The world is so big, not everyone has to go and see, but if you are really ready, then I hope you can enjoy the process, August’s wayward trip to Xinjiang, there are quite a few conditions: car breakdown, add no When it comes to oil, he is still chased by wolves… But whenever he can face it actively, solve it, and look at everything that happens positively. I hope you who read the story can also have this kind of power and see around Beautiful~
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