317 Cycling Tour, Day 27: Nagqu-Gulu Town

Why ride long distances?

In fact, I really want to take my daughters to ride together and share with them the good things I think. Now is it time to plant grass first?

The difficulty of today’s trip is not the climb, but the big car and headwind.

Benben said early in the morning that he would ride 70 kilometers before 1 o'clock, and the remaining 25 kilometers would not be too tiring even if there was a headwind.

Because no one knows how strong the headwind will be.

I think the psychological shadow caused by the headwind on Benben is too strong - because the last time he rode 317, he was beaten by the headwind to 19 kilometers and pushed for 5 and a half hours.

No matter what, it just means that we are on our way. So, at 7 o'clock in the morning, under the freezing temperature, we set off again in the dark. Moreover, what was even worse than usual was that there was no breakfast and the merchants didn’t even get up.

I really didn't want to eat instant noodles, so I ate four pieces of bread and drank a few sips of hot water.

The picture above was taken almost an hour after departure.

It's dark, you can't see the road clearly, and you don't know whether it's flat or uphill; it's cold, and you can't ride because you're wearing too much clothing. These are all easy to say, but the main problem is that there are a lot of big cars.

Every cart is a huge monster, whizzing past. In the dark, I was also scared, fearing that the helmet lights and headlights were not bright enough and would be ignored by the drivers of large trucks.

After riding until about 8 o'clock, the early morning sunshine began to make the earth appear like it was, as if everything was waking up.

Most of the time today, National Highway 109 runs parallel to the Qinghai-Tibet Railway and the Beijing-Tibet Expressway, with occasional intersections.

For this trip, we originally planned to meet up with my husband and children in Lhasa or on the 318 route. They would take the train to Lhasa. I imagined for a moment what it would be like to sit on a train and look out the window...

Unfortunately, the picture is not very clear. The white line on the right is the Qinghai-Tibet Railway.

In order to complete the critical 70 kilometers as soon as possible, I thought of a way to mobilize my enthusiasm, which was to require myself to complete 10 kilometers per hour so that I could rest.

The effect was pretty good, and the first 80 kilometers, 70 kilometers, 60 kilometers, etc. were all completed smoothly. If everything goes smoothly, it should be possible to arrive at Xiangmao Township at 1:30.

The grassland with lakes and snow-capped mountains looks really beautiful, but it’s a pity that photos can’t capture 1/3 of the effect.

In the morning, I didn’t eat enough and I became hungry very quickly. When I rode until 10:30, I felt like my chest was touching my back.

I had to stop to replenish energy. I almost finished all the biscuits and drank as much as a bottle of water.

Integer milestones must be clocked in, although this 3,600 kilometers has no practical significance 😂

After finally reaching the 70-kilometer mark, Xiangmao Township, I was so hungry that I had to eat something. So, Sister Rong'er and I went through the group messages and found the Emeishan Restaurant where we all ate.

Each of us ordered a bowl of dumplings, but we didn't even finish them. However, I just rested for more than half an hour.

Both of them said that this time 317 was really cruel, and she was suffering from high temperature and cold weather. As for me, the main thing is the cold. I have been out for more than 20 days, and I am already in a period of mental fatigue, not to mention that Sister Luo rode here from Guizhou and it is already the 40th day.

What’s funny is that the owner of the Emeishan Hotel was driving to Damxiong for a hot spring bath at 3 o’clock and said he could provide us with a ride.

To be honest, Sister Ronger and I are both more excited. We were wondering whether we should take a ride or just let him help us carry our luggage to Gulu Town?

After eating the dumplings, I went to the toilet in the courtyard of the township government. I thought about it on the way and decided to forget it. Don’t end up losing your insurance at night 😂

Human nature really cannot stand the test. It is by nature to be indolent and indolent. If Sister Ronger is a little more insistent, maybe I will really take the ride.

After the rest, the remaining 22 kilometers were not too difficult. The main thing is to climb the hill, and then to avoid the big cars.

The headwind in the afternoon came as expected, but it was much better than we expected. The wind was not strong and did not last very long. It’s not like that day in Xia Qu, when I was playing so hard that I almost became an adult.

Judging from today, the rest of the trip should not be more difficult than today. For the first time, I felt that I could ride the entire Northern Sichuan-Tibet Line without taking a ride.

Of course the conditions where we lived were not good, there was no electricity or electric blankets. I can only find another place.

This Tibetan home can provide accommodation, and the hostess and the little girl are very nice.

What I'm particularly curious about is not that cow dung can be burned, but why it doesn't stink? ? ?

Living in a Tibetan home, the most painful problem is going to the bathroom. It can only be free and convenient in the vast world😭😭😭

There are still 240 kilometers left to Lhasa.