金沙江（長江源流）の大屈曲
Friday, April 4, 2008
g On the road in the middle of nowhere
Lama selling 松茸 Matsutake near 德欽 Deqin County
Suddenly, the monk/cab driver stopped the van and told me that there was something interesting going on outside. In the middle of nowhere, right by the large river on the cliff, there were a bunch of people on the street (a highway) selling, exchanging, or trading what I thought was the Matsutake, a Japanese pine mushroom.
In someways, the monks seemed like a mediators for trading, exchanging, and selling. The people seemed to let monks taking the situation in their hands. Their presence was big.
Then, I got to a market based town, 德欽 Deqin at very late night. The cab drivers took me to a local restaurant and we ate some fried vegitables , cooked rice, and meat dish. The can drivers seemed surprised at what I preferred to eat for being a tourist. I guess a normal tourist eat more voracious food. Luckily, the cabdrivers decided to stay in 德欽 Deqin in the same hotel with me. I was very glad for not being able to speak Tibetan. This whole town was mostly Tibetan populated. Then as we got to the hotel room, the cab drivers had a phone call and suddenly they had to drive 5- hours back to Shangri La (Zhongdian). Then from that night I was again all on my own without being able to speak Tibetan. The next day awaited trekking 5-6 hours to a remote village, 雨崩村 Yubeng.
In the morning at the market town of 德欽 Deqin, after some struggle with ATM machine and withdrawing money directly from credit card from bank teller, I took a cab to 飞来寺 Feilai Si, the spectacular cliff with beautiful stupas. I was starting to learn Tibetan Buddhism's connection to beautiful views of spectacular nature. These scene of awe were so breath taking that it leaves you believe a trace of God-like power of nature. This overwhelming marks of nature is a visual testimony of subjugation to faith, at least that's how I felt.
Suddenly, the monk/cab driver stopped the van and told me that there was something interesting going on outside. In the middle of nowhere, right by the large river on the cliff, there were a bunch of people on the street (a highway) selling, exchanging, or trading what I thought was the Matsutake, a Japanese pine mushroom.
In someways, the monks seemed like a mediators for trading, exchanging, and selling. The people seemed to let monks taking the situation in their hands. Their presence was big.
Then, I got to a market based town, 德欽 Deqin at very late night. The cab drivers took me to a local restaurant and we ate some fried vegitables , cooked rice, and meat dish. The can drivers seemed surprised at what I preferred to eat for being a tourist. I guess a normal tourist eat more voracious food. Luckily, the cabdrivers decided to stay in 德欽 Deqin in the same hotel with me. I was very glad for not being able to speak Tibetan. This whole town was mostly Tibetan populated. Then as we got to the hotel room, the cab drivers had a phone call and suddenly they had to drive 5- hours back to Shangri La (Zhongdian). Then from that night I was again all on my own without being able to speak Tibetan. The next day awaited trekking 5-6 hours to a remote village, 雨崩村 Yubeng.
In the morning at the market town of 德欽 Deqin, after some struggle with ATM machine and withdrawing money directly from credit card from bank teller, I took a cab to 飞来寺 Feilai Si, the spectacular cliff with beautiful stupas. I was starting to learn Tibetan Buddhism's connection to beautiful views of spectacular nature. These scene of awe were so breath taking that it leaves you believe a trace of God-like power of nature. This overwhelming marks of nature is a visual testimony of subjugation to faith, at least that's how I felt.
i A red robed hich hiker with an unbrella
Climbing to 雨崩 Yubeng with Lama Lobsang
Then, after 飞来寺 Feilai Si, we started driving. As we crossed a bridge near the border of T.A.R., the road started to become very rocky and bumpy with a strong sun blasting from the top. We were driving right by the cliff and then underneath there was a river. Then, we saw A Tibetan Monk walking this rocky road all by himself with an umbrella. He was hitch hiking. We picked him up and he was very happy that we did. He was sweating with thick red robe on his body. Then, I asked him where he was going.
This Tibetan Lama, his real name is Lama Lobsang and he told me in the combination of physical gesture and a very very few words of English, as well as myself knowing the pronunciation, we realized that we were going to the same place, 雨崩 Yubeng. This made me very glad since I knew that from the town of 西当村, Xidan, there is no road for the cab, and from there you have to climb for 4 hours. I had some Internet print out of lodges in 雨崩 Yubeng, I didn't know what this climbing entailed. It was a big unknown trip that I was about to do. So, I immediately realized that I can follow this lama to 雨崩 Yubeng. In the morning, I felt shy about getting food since all the Tibetan restaurants there seemed very local and foreign to me, so I enede up just getting three apples and bottled water, thinking that the town of 西当村, Xidan, there is more restaurants. As soon as we got to 西当村, Xidan, Lama Lobsang was ready to climb and I was still trying to arrange the cab driver, his name 六三 (sheeee-san), to pick me up after three days at noon. I tried everything by writing things down to show (Japanese use Chinese characters) to 六三. The deal was set and I was ready to eat. For some reason, Lama Lobsang was not interested in eating and he wanted to leave right away. I showed him a gesture of eating by moving my hands into my mouth. he said, in the mountain that we climb, there are places to eat. I knew how to read his gesture by then. So, the climbing started lightly hastily but with excitement and comfort with Lama Lobsang.
This is already the altitude, 3000m or higher. I am very adoptable and healthy in general so since Shangri La (Zhongdian), I had no altitude sickness. Then as soon as I started climbing, I started breathing heavily and my legs started shaking as I walked. It maybe the combination of thin air and the lack of exercise. I also had a medium sized but heavy back pack, a camera bag hanging from my shoulder and a camera tri-pad. These things hanging from my body made me sink into the ground it felt and every 10 steps made my breathing very very heavy and I couldn't walk anymore. So, I would say, "Oh! Lama, Oh! Lama!," and just sit down there. This actions of mine, if this was someone that I was climbing a mountain with, I would get annoyed but, this was my limitation, the best I could do, and I had no choice than walking little and resting every two minutes. So every time we stopped, I would take out candy bars and shared with lama. I filmed Lama speaking. I gave lama a book with Dalai Lama in it (since it is not allowed to have Dalai Lama picture anywhere in China, but I knew by then, having it in a places like we were, it is alright). We tried teaching each other English and Tibetan. Little by little, I started to know him by the chance of my not being able to keeping up climbing.
Then after a while, as we were hearing some domesticated mules coming our way, when the group of mules were trying to walk by us, Lama suddenly stopped mule by almost hugging the mules from its head. The mule startled first of all and shook his body in Lama's arm, but then the mule calmed down. This all happened within 20 seconds and it really gave me a strong impression. In someways, I remembered a scene in graphic nobel, "Buddha," by Osamu Tezuka in which Buddha meditates and jumps into the soul of an animal, softly telling the animal, don't be alarmed, I am your friend. Lama after calming own the mule, took my backpack and put it on mules back, and let it walk ahead of us.
Then, after 飞来寺 Feilai Si, we started driving. As we crossed a bridge near the border of T.A.R., the road started to become very rocky and bumpy with a strong sun blasting from the top. We were driving right by the cliff and then underneath there was a river. Then, we saw A Tibetan Monk walking this rocky road all by himself with an umbrella. He was hitch hiking. We picked him up and he was very happy that we did. He was sweating with thick red robe on his body. Then, I asked him where he was going.
This Tibetan Lama, his real name is Lama Lobsang and he told me in the combination of physical gesture and a very very few words of English, as well as myself knowing the pronunciation, we realized that we were going to the same place, 雨崩 Yubeng. This made me very glad since I knew that from the town of 西当村, Xidan, there is no road for the cab, and from there you have to climb for 4 hours. I had some Internet print out of lodges in 雨崩 Yubeng, I didn't know what this climbing entailed. It was a big unknown trip that I was about to do. So, I immediately realized that I can follow this lama to 雨崩 Yubeng. In the morning, I felt shy about getting food since all the Tibetan restaurants there seemed very local and foreign to me, so I enede up just getting three apples and bottled water, thinking that the town of 西当村, Xidan, there is more restaurants. As soon as we got to 西当村, Xidan, Lama Lobsang was ready to climb and I was still trying to arrange the cab driver, his name 六三 (sheeee-san), to pick me up after three days at noon. I tried everything by writing things down to show (Japanese use Chinese characters) to 六三. The deal was set and I was ready to eat. For some reason, Lama Lobsang was not interested in eating and he wanted to leave right away. I showed him a gesture of eating by moving my hands into my mouth. he said, in the mountain that we climb, there are places to eat. I knew how to read his gesture by then. So, the climbing started lightly hastily but with excitement and comfort with Lama Lobsang.
This is already the altitude, 3000m or higher. I am very adoptable and healthy in general so since Shangri La (Zhongdian), I had no altitude sickness. Then as soon as I started climbing, I started breathing heavily and my legs started shaking as I walked. It maybe the combination of thin air and the lack of exercise. I also had a medium sized but heavy back pack, a camera bag hanging from my shoulder and a camera tri-pad. These things hanging from my body made me sink into the ground it felt and every 10 steps made my breathing very very heavy and I couldn't walk anymore. So, I would say, "Oh! Lama, Oh! Lama!," and just sit down there. This actions of mine, if this was someone that I was climbing a mountain with, I would get annoyed but, this was my limitation, the best I could do, and I had no choice than walking little and resting every two minutes. So every time we stopped, I would take out candy bars and shared with lama. I filmed Lama speaking. I gave lama a book with Dalai Lama in it (since it is not allowed to have Dalai Lama picture anywhere in China, but I knew by then, having it in a places like we were, it is alright). We tried teaching each other English and Tibetan. Little by little, I started to know him by the chance of my not being able to keeping up climbing.
Then after a while, as we were hearing some domesticated mules coming our way, when the group of mules were trying to walk by us, Lama suddenly stopped mule by almost hugging the mules from its head. The mule startled first of all and shook his body in Lama's arm, but then the mule calmed down. This all happened within 20 seconds and it really gave me a strong impression. In someways, I remembered a scene in graphic nobel, "Buddha," by Osamu Tezuka in which Buddha meditates and jumps into the soul of an animal, softly telling the animal, don't be alarmed, I am your friend. Lama after calming own the mule, took my backpack and put it on mules back, and let it walk ahead of us.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
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