317 Cycling Trip, Day 5: Rest in Danba

Why ride?

Because you can see the most charming scenery in the world - people.

When riding long distances, if you are not particularly pursuing speed, you will usually arrange time for rest.

Especially for a large force like ours, with both a rookie like me and teammates with high reflexes; in addition, climbing over the Balang Mountain Tunnel is one of the most difficult journeys along the way.

I had to rush on the road in the past few days, so I got up nervously, which made me lie down this morning, which made me feel particularly comfortable. I didn't get up until 8:30.

After getting up, I slowly packed away the clothes and camel bag that I had not finished washing last night, and checked WeChat for a while before going out to have breakfast.

As a result, we met Sister Ling'er and several great masters. They had already finished breakfast and planned to ride to Suopo, 5 kilometers away, a scenic spot as famous as Jiaju Zangzhai.

She asked me if I was going, but I thought about it and decided not to go.

Firstly, my muscles are too tired and need to rest. Tomorrow is another 70 kilometers of uphill climb. Stupid Children’s Shoes told me yesterday to choose the easy way, but I refused; Secondly, being in a daze is also traveling. As part of the journey, it is also a good experience to lazily spend some time on the trip.

I also remembered that I rode 318 10 years ago and also climbed the first mountain - Zheduo Mountain. I arrived at Xinduqiao and started to rest.

Youth Inn is very convenient. It is located not far from the three-way intersection of Danba. There are especially many places to eat.

After breakfast, I went back to my room to catch up on my sleep. I woke up at 12:30, and my left calf muscles were no longer so sore.

When I get up, I read WeChat, mixed groups, news about Li Moudi, the explosion in Shenyang, various news about the insurance work group... This kind of work and rest state before traveling, compared with now, seems to be a parallel time and space.

Soon it was five o'clock, so I didn't eat lunch and went to bed. I was waiting for the leader's instructions for dinner, but I was told to make my own arrangements.

Well, I can only save myself. According to the recommendation of the proprietress, it turns out that the most beautiful restaurant on this street and even in the county - Wang Laowang Hotel, is directly opposite the inn:

The meal cost 373 yuan for 7 people. Everyone said it was a good value for money, especially the warrior brother from Sanya.

After dinner, I walked along the river for a while, and the smell of wine wafted from the roadside:

Later, when I met Brother Guang, we turned around and walked back together.

Brother Guang is amazing. He rides fast and is durable. He actually has friends here. He stayed at his friend's house last night. I even cooked a meal today because my friend went out to work, and he also rode his motorcycle to various star observatories.

Later, she showed me the photo and she turned out to be a beautiful woman. We met each other by chance on the road in 2014 and decided to visit him this time.

As I walked, I smelled the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes. It felt like I hadn’t eaten the same aroma in many years—I guess my appetite has begun to change due to riding.

Originally, I was chatting with Brother Guang about his confidante in Danba. He said he was too full to eat, so I left him alone and went directly across the road to buy sweet potatoes.

The beauty selling sweet potatoes is very pretty, with big eyes, and she has a handsome 3-year-old boy beside her.

I chatted with her while eating sweet potatoes. She said the pace of life in big cities is too fast, unlike in Danba, which is slower.

I asked her why she said that, and she said that she was in the furniture business (selling sweet potatoes was purely a stall downstairs of her house), and she didn't deliver the goods until 12 noon, and she stopped around 5 p.m.

She has also been to big cities. At 7 or 8 o'clock in the morning, everyone started to go to work. It was so tiring and the pace was too fast that she couldn't bear it.

It reminds me of my random thoughts on the road—what would it be like to live in a place like this for a lifetime?

Looking along the way, every house is an independent villa, with front and back yards, but it is quiet except for the sound of cars passing by on the road.

Are we living too complicated, or are they living too simple?

In any case, it's good for everyone to feel at ease; as she said, when you have free time, just hang out with each other and see each other's different lives.

Back at the inn, fellow riders in the group came looking for me. This Haha kid is also a god. We all carry panniers, but he doesn't have a pannier at all, just a narrow bag tied behind the seat, like this

But he told me that he had everything inside, including down jackets and fleece pants, which could withstand the severe cold of minus 30 degrees Celsius. He also had a set of car repair tools and even two inner tubes.

I was deeply skeptical, so when he was preparing to load the car tonight, he specially demonstrated it to me live. As a result, I was convinced and convinced.

I also ate a famous apple from Xiaojin County from Haha, a small and very sweet plateau apple:

Well, tomorrow is a new day.

Conclusion

While riding, the most attractive scenery is the people.