Chapter 152: The Old Soldier Never Dies, Just Withers
Sure enough, it rained in the evening, and although it was not heavy, it was sparsely raining for most of the night.
This is what Chu Qian told Lao Liu early the next morning.
Lao Liu drove a day's car yesterday, Rao is he is full of physical strength, but he can't stand the mental consumption is too great, so after eating back to the room to change the pillow he brought, lie down, and sleep until the sky is bright.
As for Chu Qian, who was in the other room, she didn't sleep well.
Some people are like this, they can't sleep when they change their beds and pillows, which is commonly known as recognizing the bed. Chu Qian is obviously this kind of person.
Chu Qian, who didn't have a good rest, was naturally not in good spirits, and looked a little sluggish.
"You'll sleep in the car when you're on the road. Regarding Chu Qian's habit of recognizing the bed, Lao Liu had no choice but to say so.
In fact, Lao Liu also belongs to the person who recognizes the bed, to be precise, he recognizes the pillow, and he can't sleep when he changes the pillow. It's just that he was prepared and set off with his own exclusive pillow, so he was fine.
After the two of them washed up and had breakfast in the hotel's restaurant, they came back with the meat they brought back from the restaurant to feed the white lions.
The half-cooked beef and noodle porridge was specially prepared by Lao Liu at the hotel restaurant last night.
As a result, when they were feeding the white lions by the Zha Tang Lucuo Lake, they saw the magnificent sunshine of the Golden Mountain.
Because it rained in the middle of the night last night, the sky cleared in the early morning, and the round-headed and round-headed Gala Bailei Peak showed its true face. When the sun rises in the east, the sunlight shines on the snow-capped mountains, and the white glaciers on the snow-capped mountains scatter, turning the originally white snow-capped mountains into golden colors.
As long as the weather is fine, you can basically see the sunshine at sunrise or sunset.
In the inn, Lao Liu did not see the sunshine of the golden mountains in the early morning or at dusk.
"If you can see the South Peak here, the view will be even more spectacular. Chu Qian said with some regret. Due to the obstruction of other mountain ranges, it is not possible to see the nine peaks of Nanga Bhava, but you can see the peak of Galabailei.
"Then why don't we go back to Sejila Pass now to see the South Peak?"
"Forget it, even if we rush back now, the sun will rise, and the sunshine gold mountain will be gone. We have seen the whole picture of Nanfeng yesterday, and we have no regrets. β
The two of them took the well-fed white lion to walk around the lake, and by the way, they looked at the Lulang Linhai in the early morning, and they felt very good.
This is not the best place to see Lulang Linhai, but if you want to go to Linhai, one person has to pay one hundred and seventeen, and the ticket is packed with batteries, and it will consume time, so the two of them don't plan to go around Linhai.
In fact, it doesn't matter if you don't see it? Just as the scenery is on the road, the scenery they have seen along the way is not necessarily much worse than the forest sea here.
After taking care of the white lion's dog in a corner, the two returned to the hotel and checked out, and then drove on.
National Highway 318 goes north along the Lulang River on the side of the road, and eventually this small river joins Layuequ, and the Sichuan-Tibet Highway will continue to go in the northeast direction along Layuequ.
There are a lot of vehicles along the way, and you can also see devout worshippers who are waiting for their long heads to make a pilgrimage.
After walking for about an hour, after passing the Sejila National Forest Park, Lao Liu pointed to the road ahead and said, "Qianqian, from here, we have entered the legendary Tongmai Heavenly Danger!"
"Tongmai Heavenly Insurance?" Chu Qian was a little surprised, "It doesn't look like Tongmai Heavenly Danger here, how easy is this road to run?
Lao Liu shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know very well, but I've heard Brother Yi talk about things here." β
Of course Chu Qian knew Li Junyi, "What did he say?"
When he chatted with Brother Yi at dinner in Sunshine City that day, he talked about some of his experiences on the Sichuan-Tibet line, and the focus was on this Tongmai natural insurance. If the map is correct, we are now at the 105th class. From here, the 24-kilometer journey to the 102 classes east of Tongmai Town is the legendary Tongmai Tianbao, which was known as China's No. 1 automobile cemetery. β
"Can we talk well, can't I?" Why did I get goosebumps all over my body?" Chu Qian gently punched Lao Liu.
"What I'm talking about is the truth, before the Tongmai natural insurance was repaired, this section of the road was an out-and-out car cemetery. It is said that from the completion of the Sichuan-Tibet Highway to the construction of five tunnels and two bridges a few years ago, thousands of vehicles were buried on this section of the road. Brother Yi said that when he came up from Rongcheng, he encountered a big traffic jam in the 102nd class in front of him, and he was blocked for four days and four nights. β
"So ruthless?"
"Brother Yi said that this is still a light blockage, if you catch up with a real traffic jam, it is not uncommon to be blocked for a week. Not only the 102 class, but also the tiger's mouth in front of us, and the Tongmai Bridge in front of us, which was even more dangerous back then!"
As he spoke, the car turned a corner, and some restaurants and shops appeared on both sides of the road, and after a short walk forward, a dark tunnel appeared in front of the two men.
Lao Liu slowed down, and there was an obvious blue street sign on the side of the road in front of the right, which read "Palong Tunnel No. 2, length 2087m".
"This is the Palung Tunnel 2. In the past, there was no tunnel here, and the road was walked along the Layue curve from the right, not to mention the narrowness, and there were sometimes landslides on it. Brother Yi said that before the construction of the Palong No. 2 tunnel, here and the Qilong ditch behind the tunnel exit, it was the famous Pailong Tiger's Mouth Natural Insurance. β
Before the car entered the tunnel, Chu Qian turned her head to look to the right, and she could still see the old 318 National Highway that had been abandoned.
When the car entered the tunnel, Lao Liu controlled the speed limit at 40 kilometers, and after drilling out of the tunnel, he immediately stepped on the Qilonggou Bridge.
The length of the bridge is more than 700 meters, driving on the bridge, below is the forced dragon ditch, also called the Pailong River, and the east side is the roaring Palung Zangbo River.
Seeing that the car was about to cross the bridge, Chu Qian suddenly said, "Can you stop on the side of the road?" I want to get out of the car and take a look. β
It is said that you can't park here, but Lao Liu glanced at the rearview mirror and found that there was no car behind, so he turned on the double flash. When the car drove out of the bridge, it stopped on the side of the road.
"We can't stay here for too long. Lao Liu grabbed the camera and didn't take the white lion down, so he got out of the car with Chu Qian.
This kind of illegal parking behavior is still quite exciting, and the little couple took several photos with the bridge as the background.
The two of them ran to the other side of the road again, and Lao Liu pointed to the bottom and said: "Daughter-in-law, do you see the old bridge below? That is the original 318 National Highway Qilonggou Bridge, when you see this old bridge, you know why this place is called Pailong Tianhazard, right?"
Chu Qian looked at the narrow old iron bridge below that could only pass one car, and there was a look of unbearability on her face.
"Before this bridge is repaired, vehicles driving on the Sichuan-Tibet Highway will have to take this small bridge......, right?
Compared to the bridge standing at the feet of the two, the old bridge below is really small and pitiful, like a bungalow next to a multi-storey commercial building. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it is estimated that no one would have believed that the driving conditions of the Sichuan-Tibet Highway would have been so poor.
But the facts are right in front of you.
Although this old bridge full of history is no longer open to traffic, it still stands tenaciously on the Qilong Ditch, silently telling the passing vehicles about its glory in the past......
This old bridge also reminded Lao Liu of MacArthur's words - veterans never die, but gradually wither!
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After crossing the Qilonggou Bridge, it is followed by the 1,390-meter-long Palong No. 1 Tunnel.
It is precisely because of the No. 1 and No. 2 tunnels in Palong and the Qilonggou Bridge that the natural danger of Pailong's tiger's mouth, which made all passing drivers talk about discolored, become a smooth road.
In fact, the Qilonggou Bridge is very similar to the description in the song "Water Tune Song Tou Swimming", "a bridge flies north and south, and the moat becomes a thoroughfare".
The Qilonggou Bridge is also in a north-south direction, which is the same as the Jiangcheng Yangtze River Bridge written in the poem of the grandfather.
It's just that the Jiangcheng Yangtze River Bridge crosses the Yangtze River and connects the north and south of the river.
And the big coincidence of Qilonggou is across the Pailong River, turning the tiger's mouth into a smooth road.
After passing the Palong No. 1 Tunnel, it is followed by the 443-meter Little Tiger Mouth Tunnel and the 531-meter Flying Stone Cliff Tunnel.
"Do you see the tunnels we have passed? It is precisely because of these four tunnels and the Qilonggou Bridge that we have just walked through that this section of 14 kilometers of natural danger has become such a smooth road as it is now. Brother Yi said that before the four tunnels and the Qilonggou Bridge were repaired, the 14-kilometer journey would have to take at least an hour to run without any traffic jams, and it would normally take about two hours for a vehicle to complete the 14-kilometer journey! Lao Liu said to Chu Qian while driving.
"yes, that's the power of technology. Chu Qian was also quite emotional, "There was no technology when the Sichuan-Tibet line was repaired, so the highway could only go along the direction of the mountain, and the biggest job was to erect bridges and tunnels, which was difficult to do in that era." But now, where is there no life, just dig a tunnel to get there. That's the power of technology. β
While the two were talking, the car drilled out of the Flying Rock Cliff Tunnel, and the front suddenly opened up, and two large rivers met not far ahead, and a bridge crossed one of the big rivers.
"That should be the Tongmai Bridge, right?" Chu Qian said, pointing to the bridge.
"That's right, it should be the newly built Tongmai Bridge. Let's go, Brother Yi said that there is a place to watch the scenery next to the Tongmai Bridge, let's go there and take a closer look. β
On this side of the bridge, about a hundred meters away from the bridge, there is a fork next to a clearing where two cars are parked and some tourists are taking pictures. Lao Liu also parked the car there.
Got out of the car with the white lion, and the guy began to pee around excitedly.
Lao Liu pointed to the old road and said: "This should be the Sichuan-Tibet Highway before the Tongmai Bridge was repaired." After the bridge was repaired, the road was abandoned. β
Chu Qian nodded.
Two pairs of young men and women who were originally taking pictures next to them also came up, and one of them, who looked about the same age as Lao Liu, asked, "Dude, did you just come down from above?"
Lao Liu nodded with a smile, "I set off from Sunshine City yesterday morning, and my destination is Hangzhou." Are you going to go up or are you going to go down?"
"Hangcheng, my God, you've been a long way. We are preparing to go up, and it has been five days since we set off from Rongcheng. This is not here, my daughter-in-law has to take pictures here, saying that she wants to remember the disappeared Tongmai Tianbao, and the four of us got out of the car to take pictures. β
A girl next to the young man smiled and nodded at Lao Liu and Chu Qian, while another young man asked, "Dude, this is your dog? This can't be a snow mastiff, right?"
"Well, it's called the White Lion, and it's a real snow mastiff from the grasslands of northern Tibet. I don't have a leash, so you'd better not get too close to it. This guy can bite off a wolf's neck in one bite. β
As soon as these words came out, four men and women were amazed, and one of the girls even took out their mobile phones to record a video for the white lion.
The young man who was the first to talk took out a bag of Huazi from his pocket and pulled out three of them, one of which he handed to his companion and the other to Lao Liu.
Lao Liu glanced at the Toyota Prado with a mountain city license plate, and knew that the car was indeed after a long journey, so he took the cigarette and lit it with a smile.
The three young men got together to swallow the clouds and spit out the fog, and Chu Qian called the white lion over and chatted with the other two girls.
"Are you all from Shancheng?" asked Lao Liu.
"Well, the three of us are all from Shancheng, and my daughter-in-law's hometown is Bayi. My father-in-law was a soldier in Bayi, and he stayed in the local area after the officer was transferred, and my daughter-in-law was born and raised in Bayi, but she was in the mountain city when she was in college, and we were classmates. β
"Married?"
"Not yet, but I'm already engaged, and I plan to get married around May Day next year. Big brother, why do you have to drive so far? How good is it to go down by plane? The car is directly checked back, and it is estimated that 8,000 yuan is almost enough. β
There are many tourists who come to the plateau for self-driving tours with good economic conditions, and they will choose to take a plane directly down after driving to the attractions they want to go, and the car will be checked back.
"Hehe, we didn't come up by car. My daughter-in-law didn't walk the Sichuan-Tibet line, and I didn't go through it either, so I just ran the Sichuan-Tibet line. β
"Oh......" the two young men nodded.
"Your daughter-in-law is quite familiar with this place? I just heard you say that your daughter-in-law should remember this place. β
"Isn't it, my daughter-in-law walked the Sichuan-Tibet Highway several times before going to college, and at that time the Tongmai natural hazard had not been repaired, and she was worried as soon as she walked here. This time we came up and it didn't matter, it's flat here than anywhere else. β
Lao Liu and the two young people here had a good chat, and the three girls over there also chatted very hotly.
"Sister Qing, you said you were trapped here when you were a child?" Chu Qian asked the tall girl curiously. This girl's name is Zhao Qing, and she is the fiancΓ©e of the young man who talked to Lao Liu just now. Chu Qian just talked to her that Zhao Qing was one year older than Chu Qian, but both she and her partner were one year younger than Lao Liu.
"Yes, I remember when I was eighteen years old and had just been admitted to Yamashiro University. Because my grandfather's house is from Ya'an, my father and my mother took me to drive along the Sichuan-Tibet Highway, first to live with my grandfather for a while, and then to the mountain city to sign up for school. Well, that year was 2013.
I remember very well that we set off on the 2nd of August, because my dad had a comrade-in-arms in Lulang, so we stayed in Lulang that night. The next day, just after dawn, we set off, only to find that the bridge in front of us had been broken. β
"The bridge is broken, how can the bridge be broken?" Chu Qian was puzzled.
"Well, do you see three bridges there?"
Chu Qian nodded, there were three bridges across the Yigong Zangbo River, one bigger than the other.
"The largest bridge is the Tongmai Bridge, which was completed and opened to traffic at the end of 2015, the middle bridge is a temporary car bridge built in 2,000 years, and the smallest bridge is a suspension bridge built in 2,000 years to transport materials for the construction of the car bridge. The bridge that broke on August 3, 2013 was the car Baotong Bridge in the middle. β