Re-installed on foot Linan three-pointed

After a few days of rain finally ended, east China ushered in a sunny cold weather. Although the temperature is low, the city has a low temperature of only two or three degrees, but in the good weather, from Shanghai, to Linan three-pointed heavy-loaded trekking, mood sweep haze also become comfortable.

For Lin ' An, we are already familiar with, as belong to the county-to-county Hangzhou, it and the Anhui Junction has a cool peak, but also to Huangshan and Jiangxi Wuyuan pass through. Lin ' an mansion in Southern Song Dynasty is now Hangzhou. Lin ' an formerly known as the Water, after the founding of this name changed. Three sharp, is the Prince of the tip (elevation 1559 meters)-hundred Ridge (1334)-Dong Gong (1558) of the general term, is a section of the Xitianmu Shan system. This route south from the Cool peak area, north to the western Zhejiang Grand Canyon, the entire journey on the ridge, the broad vision, the scenery is pleasant.

Friday 11:30 P.M. tour bus at the high speed of the cut, put our three-pointed teammates down, continue the westbound, carrying other people to Wuyuan tour. The three pointed players to change into the car, to the entrance of the Hui Hang Road farmhouse. The night of the mountain road empty no one, the head also did not come to the car, both sides are darkness mountains, vague. The farmhouse is arriving in 40 minutes. Everyone put down the heavy burden, into the warm blanket, hurriedly sleep, because the next day to get up early, embark on the long three-pointed road.

Saturday morning six o'clock to get up, eat eggs fried rice, 6:30 take the car to the mountains up. The moon was still on the top of the mountain, with a soft moonlight. The sun began to shine, and the white clouds in the sky were inlaid with Phnom Penh. The car arrived at the beginning of the hike at 7:20, and after a little finishing, the hill began. Because some excitement, go fast, perhaps the scenery is too beautiful, I am a little dizzy. The whole team bang, 7:50 to Prince Spire. There are no trees on the top of the mountain, the vision is open, around 360 degrees are all endlessly rising peaks, stretching mountains, light smoke gauze fog, Valley mist cloud. Jimuyuantiao, mountains and Cuiping, at the end of the sky, mountain looming. This huge picture is the masterpiece of nature, the small people can only kneel down to worship.

From the tip of the prince to the east along the ridge, the sky heavy 巘 die Zhang, soft mountains stretch to the bottom, against the valley of the village of the white wall, smoke curl. On the road under the pine trees or grass on the accumulation of crystal clear ice, presumably a few days ago the results of cold air south. Along the lush bamboo forest with rain, no thigh, even covered neck, just bitter open the leader, after the bamboo forest, his rain pants all wet. The whole team in the appreciation of the beautiful scenery at the same time, the mountains, uphill down, before 12 o'clock Noon to reach the desperate slope, the desperate slope stands high in front of the eyes, blocking the line of sight, also blocked the road ahead. Everybody drinks saliva, slightly makes the adjustment, prepares bang climbs the slope top. Out of dozens of meters, a teammate due to the strength of the decision to withdraw, we told him to go down the mountain carefully tomorrow goodbye. The rest of the team, continue to bear down the road, no laughter, silent, only heard the panting sound. Along the zigzag gravel road, we reached the desperate slope at 12:30, began watering, eating dry food, as a Chinese meal.

After Chinese food, toward hundred Zhang Ridge direction forward, the sky floated a light rain. Downhill road is a mixture of rain, ice, mud, people go on it, to firmly on the stick, wet and slippery. The soles of the feet are sometimes sticky with thick yellow mud, and become heavy and difficult. Think of "Hundred Ridge High, Fiber ridge untidy, without cold life" This folk song, Fruit not truth. All the way to the east, through the mountain ridge, at two o'clock in the afternoon to see the hanging of an ice waterfall right in front of the cliff, finally saw the left-hand side of the Gentle Valley building a blue roof huts camp. Again, the whole team in exhaustion, after 18 kilometers of Bumpy Mountain road, at three o'clock arrived at the camp, five points ahead of the original plan a lot. The camp's little black dog shook his tail to greet us. After entering the house, sweat, rain and fog early to wet underwear, people feel clammy, hurriedly change on dry underwear, into sleeping bags, the body warm up. Bought from the mountain, 10 yuan a bottle of Sprite, heart and refreshing.

At five o'clock in the evening, the sky was All black. There was no electric light in the hut, everyone lit their headlights for supper, and there were bamboo shoots, earth chickens ... tired and delicious. After supper, the rain more and more, flapping the roof, at this time more than seven points, there are other teams with headlights from the mountains to the camp, after more difficult. The whole team to eat, around the charcoal pot roast clothes, red wood carbon exudes heat, drive away the cold of the mountain, also the wet clothes evaporated out of the white water vapor.

Saturday night a heavy rain, Sunday seven o'clock open the door of the wooden house, the rain stopped, a yellow hair outside the door mules is shaking off the body of the raindrop, in the mud Sahuan. Eight o'clock began to eat breakfast, we talk about such a big rain, the road to the children's public tip is estimated to be a puddle, had to give up the plan to take the road down the mountain. The 8:30 clock finishes the equipment and begins the descent. Route green Slate paved, no longer muddy, but slippery, so people dare not take lightly. After the rain of the mountains white fog, scenery like fairyland, as if the elegant landscape painting, pedestrian road, such as stepping into the painting. On the way an abandoned stone house, standing beside the stream, long on the moss, read all earthshaking, the world. In storied dyeing autumn mountain, yellow pine needles paved hillside, we slowly to gurgling stream, wash off shoes and trousers on the mud, water net fluvoxamine stream immediately cloudy, but "Brook sound Guo Guo Flow cold jade", twinkling and clear. Moving on, a black bull stopped in the road, a moo, and it was a reminder that the mountain was its territory. Its smooth hair with raindrop, I touch its neck, it docile bowed head, let open. Sunday 10:20, the end of the mountain walk, the whole team reached the highway, by transit car to Longgang Town. After eating the steaming meal, the game took some time, 4:30 P.M., and so on to return from the Wuyuan car, boarded back to Shanghai.

Although the event did not climb to the top of the child, but no regrets, because nature has been on the journey to lay out the magnificent, beautiful, people worship, but also show the cold rain bitter wind, bumpy mountain road, people have a fear.

Re-installed on foot Linan three-pointed