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After the first day of driving for 11 hours to Yajiang
(about 2 hours West of Kangding) we departed on thi second day from the
small Inn around 9:00 AM and drove for about 5 hours to the end of the
road. We arrived in the last village at the end of the road of Yulongxi.
This village is nothing more than approximately 5 authentic Tibetian houses
spread about in a valley, surrounded by beautiful peaks. The height of
this village is 4,000 meters [13,120 feet]. Matt and Apple, from previous
treks had good contacts and relationships with the locals in this village.
They knew exactly what Tibetian family would share their house with us,
and we drove the Beijing jeep up the side of a hillside [no roads left]
to the front door of your typical stone-built house, with decorative wood
framed windows [as is so typical in this whole region].
We were welcomed by the local family. We stock-piled our gear out of the
jeep and into the house. This late afternoon, we relaxed and sat around
the wood stove cooking and eating. We did some short 20 minute hikes up
the back mountain-side- where if you just climb for even 10 minutes you
gain accessorial view to Shan Gongga and the entire range. From the valley
you cannot see the Gonnga range, but by just climbing for 10 minutes above
the village- you see some of the best views of the whole trip.
Late afternoon- it happened! I had big desire to go take nap in sleeping
bag, and then it kept getting worse. A pounding headache set in! I spent
the whole late afternoon and all night cuddled in my sleeping bag, no
energy to get up, but no ability to sleep with pounding headache. Advils
did nothing to conquer headache. I had run 55 miles the week before [almost
100 km], I was in excellent shape with a 48 pulse, better than 99% of
all other people. I thought beforehand, that this altitude sickness could
never happen to me, I am in great shape with great oxygen exhange efficiency.
But it happened! Note: all others in our group were Chinese ancestry except
Matt Ryan, and none felt any implications of the altitude.
The next morning, I gathered myself out of my sleeping bag. The house
had no heat, and you can always see your breath in the air. Not so much
fun getting out of sleeping bag in morning. I found open window and stood
by open window for 20 minutes, I felt a bit better and my headache subsided.
All night I was thinking that I would not be able to hike the next day
given the way I felt (was sick)... but now I knew I could at least attempt.
However, my energy levels were low.
We set out about 10:00 AM after much delays awaiting horses to come down
from upper grazelands. Yes- the horses carry your backpacks, and all the
food and cooking gear for the week in the mountains. This was the first
time in my life whereby I was not responsible for humping my own backpack-
only a light day pack. It turned out to be big benefit- at first I felt
like "sissy trekker" and was not very prideful- not carrying
my own backpack, but this is common in this area. We had two local sherpas
in a group- and four horses. The Tibetian sherpa's job was to push the
horses along the trail, maintain the horses, set up campsites, pack up
camp gear in morning. Our sherpa's were a 20 year old women from Yulongxi
and about a 28 year old man [un-related]. Note: on the trails we see many
Tibetian women, and they are in great shape, both trekking faster than
all tourists and humping gear. Also and amazing observation is that these
sherpas wore ordinary street clothes that they had scavenged somewhere
along their path of life- ordinary running sneakers, nylon wind breaker
in lieu of fleece or down jacket, the women were wearing cotton sweaters
and long cotton dress' while trekking. They dont even know the difference,
to them it is normal, even after a day in rain, hail, and snow- where
I had puddles in my gortex hiking boots, and was soaked through my rain
jacket and fleece... they had to have been 3X worse, and with no effect
on their determination, their psychology. Apple told me "they dont
like our style hiking boots, they think they are too heavy".
So, right outside the house, was the Yulongxi Pass, up and over to the
Moxi valley at the foot of Shan Gongga. But, up and over is from 4000
meters to 4600 meters. At the foot of this climb, in the first 10 minutes
on very gradual slopes... I was dead! Normally- back in the States, or
in Europe on similar grade I could jog up, pushing myself for personal
best times... but today I was dead. I was at about 25% energy factor,
from this altitude sickness and from having suffered all of the previous
night. It was going to be a long 3 hours up. At the end, the last 500
meters, I was taking 6" foot steps, and 5-6 heavy breaths between
steps... I was dead and only at 4600 meters. At the peak the views were
fabulous and expansive. Up and over, and about half way down we set camp
in an existing stone hut.
Same story on this afternoon as yesterday afternoon- I headed for my sleeping
bag... no energy, not feeling good, and pounding headache. I was awaken,
and forced to eat dinner... I knew I had to eat for energy, but it took
everything I had just to sit up, and take 15 bites of rice. I was pushing
the limits just to eat.
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This is Yulongxi, the end
of the road. About five Tibetian houses. We slept in this house
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Hanging out in the local
Tibetian home in Yulongxi. Great people to open up their home
to us. Everything centered around the wood stove, very simple living. |
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Getting Ready the first
morning, Packing the horses up... |
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Getting to top of Yulongxi
Pass, Yulongxi is in valley (behind hikers) |
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Yulongxi pass
summit. |
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Yulongxi Pass
Hut, shelter for Sleeping. |
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