Zuolonggou crosses the bald mountain

Since September, in terms of the intensity of mountain climbing, there has been no strong line for more than a month, which is also a real fulfillment of the promise after the last super crossing: this 35-kilometer crossing has completely passed the addiction of climbing, and there is no need to climb the mountain for the whole September.

Entering October, the Qinling Mountains have light autumn colors, and the season of autumn appreciation has arrived. I saw that there was a post that Zuolonggou crossed Bald Mountain, and the location of the crossing out of the mountain was a watershed, and it could also be returned. This time, after making up my mind to the bald mountain meadow, I resolutely returned.

The team was led by two old men, and they were characterized by their early departure: 7:10 a.m. Once again, I almost couldn't make it, but luckily I had all my backpacks in order the night before.

After getting off the bus at the chicken nest, the cold wind was swishing, and the temperature under the mountain was much colder than in the city. I really realized how correct the jacket I wore today was. This kind of cold accompanied the whole day of climbing, and by four o'clock in the afternoon, the temperature had dropped, and ice was hanging on the mountain, and everyone was not prepared, and the legs in single pants were indescribably cold, which was all an afterthought.

I felt tired all the way up the mountain from Zuolonggou, but I hardly sweated, and the temperature was too low. The fog at the foot of the mountain is even thicker, the white fog is vast, and the mountains are abundant. Seeing that it was cloudy again, I felt helpless: it's really strange lately, as long as you climb the mountain, it's mostly cloudy.

Happily, the higher I climbed, the more open the visibility, and when I reached the halfway point of the mountain, the weather cleared. It's so good that it makes me happy. At this time, the sunlight in the mountains passes through the clouds, and the mountains are full of fog, but unfortunately there are no clouds.

The Qinling Mountains of Gaohai have been dressed in new autumn clothes, and the mountains and forests soaked in dense fog are shiny, clean and fresh. At the foot of the autumn leaves are paved into a colorful carpet, these red, yellow and green dead leaves, become the most beautiful flowers in the autumn on the mountain land, the leaves to the mountain road as a stage, quietly show the most beautiful appearance of the season. The colorful scenery can only be seen in the mountains, where there are many kinds of trees and fallen leaves become ribbons. Walking on it, the sound of the sound is like the feet stirring the strings of the fallen leaves, playing the most cheerful song at the gorgeous curtain call.

Haha, listening to the uproar, I also laughed: the leaves are so beautiful and happy!

For some reason, perhaps because of my naivety, I have never been sad about the fallen leaves, but I often indulge in them. Last year in New York's Central Park, I was drunk in the yellow ginkgo leaves, feeling like a shower. Therefore, I will often take pictures of the most beautiful scenery of the fallen leaves in my eyes, admire, excited, and sigh that the leaves can be so dressed up every season, which is really beautiful.

And in today's mountains, the large areas of red shrubs have kicked off the prelude to the imminent dyeing of the forest. What I didn't expect was that when I was about to reach the top of the mountain, a touch of gold reflected in the distance, and it was really dazzling in the fog.

When I got closer, I realized that it was a larch. Larch has also been seen in alpine meadows, and pine needles are beautiful in autumn. But it was the first time I saw such a golden tree, and it was like a ray of light in the thick fog, and I was very happy to see it. In the face of such a beautiful scenery, I am glad that I came in time, which is really lucky. Because, when they came early, the pine needles did not have golden, and when they came late, they became withered yellow.

The top of the bald mountain is a pine forest, a piece of gold, in the face of such a golden light, so happy that the students and I can only laugh. Repeatedly, luck was too good today.

After eating at the top of the mountain and running to the meadow, the whole team said that they were unwilling to walk the 9-kilometer road out of the mountain, but after eating, except for me and the students, they had to cross. At this time, the leader said: You two go to the meadow, I will wait for you here, and then return, I really don't want to take the road.

Seeing that everyone had crossed, I thought that when I was all the way up just now, many places were torrents, and there were piles of rocks, and it might not be safe to go down the mountain when it was slippery. So I decided to cross over, anyway, there is time today, and it's just past 1 o'clock.

When I went up to Bald Mountain, the weather was fused, the temperature was very low, and the wind was strong, so people couldn't stop being cold for a while. The meadow was so foggy that it disappeared after ten meters. I wanted to take a good picture in front of the larch trees under the meadow, but we didn't want to go down the mountain quickly because the wind was strong.

When they walked to the highway, the team leader said that they could not take all the roads, and they knew the shortcuts.

Hey, there's a shortcut on the road down the mountain? That's something I didn't expect. I didn't save a single step that night on the highway of Highway Nine. I haven't heard of any shortcuts.

Sure enough, there was a shortcut, and we went into the dense arrow bamboo forest several times, and descended the mountain along a path that was almost impossible to see. In this way, one will be on the road, and the other will be a mountain road, and it will be very pleasant to walk, and there is no boredom when walking on the road all the time. Such a shortcut not only saves us less roads, but also saves a lot of distance. Playing and going down, starting from the bald mountain meadow, it took less than two hours to reach the watershed.

It may be a surprise that I didn't take the road down the mountain, so I was very happy to cross this time. It's just that the descent was too early, and in the hour and a half of waiting for the last two people at the watershed, the whole car was constantly complaining. The legs in single pants are too cold to stand. My hands were cold from getting my gloves wet. And the last two people were attracted by the ice hanging in the mountains and forests.

In other words, in the more than an hour after we descended the mountain, the temperature on the mountain dropped rapidly, condensing the fog into a fog. The two of them were very excited, and said loudly that if they hadn't been able to bear the cold, such a rare spectacle would have to be taken well. Everyone in the car can imagine what kind of scenery it is. However, none of them answered.

It's too cold, and the most important thing is to drive down the mountain.

Zuolonggou crosses the bald mountain, cold, and happy!

2014－10－12