[Travel Notes] Go to Mosca to adopt a cute prairie pet: a prairie dog

I hope that there will be time to look back, and I will live up to my time and live up to you.

I never thought I would have such a wonderful experience in my life - a close encounter with a prairie dog. If it hadn’t been for this trip, it would have only existed in other countries on my network, and I didn’t even know that China existed, nor did I know about Mosca. It’s true that knowledge limits life experience!

Moska, which means an auspicious and flat place in Tibetan dialect, is located next to the Danba Golden Dragon Snow Mountain. It was also the place where King Gesar once fought and lived. Mosca Village is 3,900 meters above sea level and is surrounded by three sacred mountains. It integrates snow-capped mountains, forests, grasslands, glaciers and seas. It is a pure land carefully created by kind-hearted people where man and nature live in harmony.

After leaving Danling Village, we continued to take the bright and gorgeous van to drive through the mountains. The 40-kilometer mountain road was lined with virgin forests, surging rivers, ice, snow and clouds on both sides until we drove to the alpine meadows and saw that A small village under a vast mountain range. Prayer flags were densely planted on the hillside, and it looked like a temple halfway up the mountain. Later I found out it was a school, and a flock of peace birds flew up, circled and fell again. Mosca is like an isolated island, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, quietly poetic.

Mosca is known to outdoor people because it is the starting point of the Twelve Lakes, and also because of the legend of the harmonious coexistence between villagers and marmots.

It was already noon when we arrived at the village. We parked the car, took the food we were going to feed, and went to the meadow behind the village to look for it. A big brother took a big bag of food, and then. . . We all shared the food. After all, it was already noon and everyone was hungry, hehe. . . Behind the village are probably divided pastures, all surrounded by fences, leaving a road in the middle leading to the distant sky. After walking for a long distance, there was no trace of the prairie dog. Finally, someone called out that they had seen it. They said that one of them had its head exposed in the pasture, but it was too far away and separated by a fence, so it was impossible to feed it. A group of people tried their best to feed it. He didn't attract it either, so he had no choice but to give up and return to the village.

When we returned to the village, we heard from the villagers that there were a lot of marmots around the temple. We couldn’t see them anymore, maybe because they were full and too lazy to come out. We looked in the direction of Jinlong Temple again. As we were walking, someone shouted excitedly from the direction of a pile of rocks. Several prairie dogs had already emerged around the pile of rocks. With a plump body and shiny oily hair, he looks silly at first glance, but he is actually timid and cunning. If he is even the slightest bit timid, he will quickly crawl back into the hole. No matter how careful I am, I can't resist the temptation of delicious food. I stretched my neck in the direction of the delicious food, and even leaned on my lap to ask for food. I looked like I had no future, and I was a real foodie!

When these few had eaten enough and ran away, our position also moved to the grass next to the temple. The holes in the ground were all prairie dog nests. They have lived here with the villagers for a long time, been fed by them, and have become part of Mosca Village. Everyone used various delicacies to tempt them at the entrance of the cave, and these cute and cute little elves were just gluttons! Even though my stomach was bulging after eating, I still couldn't resist the temptation. I got out carefully again and again, and then stood upright, walked, and turned around as the food was manipulated by people. . . When he finally got the food in his mouth, he jumped back into the cave, leaving only a fat butt for everyone. After many trials, we also learned that these little things only like sweets and do not like meat such as ham. My snacks were gone. Linda gave me a piece of chocolate and was about to take a video of me, but before I could recover, the stupid guy had already snatched it away by surprise, turned around and ran away, leaving me behind. Stupid and confused. . . My teammates captured the team leader kissing the prairie dog with cookies in his mouth. It was a very classic photo, but unfortunately I didn’t keep it.

After having enough fun, we went to the village to find food. We encountered several sheep on the road. The sheep here also imitated the prairie dogs and competed with us for food. The food bag in the hand of a companion was pushed to the ground by them and they began to rummage through it. There are two or three Mongolian barbecue restaurants in the village. They also serve steamed buns and stir-fry dishes, which taste pretty good. After dinner, we reluctantly said goodbye to this village far away from the world. They were like a group of outsiders living in seclusion. Some visitors watched quietly, some responded enthusiastically to their inquiries, and watched quietly when they left, and then walked leisurely. Live their own lives without being disturbed by the outside world.

Returning to Danba along the way we came, we also saw a group of monkeys on the way.

In the evening, everyone had hot pot together, and all the young companions drank heartily. Soon, we returned to Chengdu at noon, ending our pleasant trip.

After strolling around the Kuanzhai Alley in the afternoon, I returned to the hotel and gossiped with a few young people about the various fun things to do during the trip. I also got on the return train in the evening.