Cycling Diary of National Highway 32 (Guiyang to Yuping Section)
originally, I wanted to go through the Third Bridge and take Longdongbao Avenue. I went to the airport and entered the entrance of the junction of National Roads 21 and 32. As a result, I got lost in the flower orchard and bypassed the direction of Xiaoche River, so I had to change my route halfway and ask for directions. Guiyang citizens are still very enthusiastic and willing to show me the way. By finding Jiefang Road in the city center and Airport Road, they are still very excited to prepare for a long-distance trip by bicycle for the first time, or a little worried about riding a bicycle on the elevated road in Guiyang for the first time.
the first time I went out by bike alone, I still took a try attitude, thinking that I would go back by car if I couldn't hold on. But just before I got on the high road, the problem came-the left pedal of my bike fell off. At that time, I was forced. I never thought that there would be problems with other bicycle parts except tire repair. At that time, I was going to find the nearest bicycle shop to repair it. As a result, Baidu found that the nearest one was 15 kilometers away, so the pedal didn't work. Do I have to push my bicycle and dozens of pounds of luggage for 15 kilometers?
I can only push my bike back by the same way for about 1 km. When I found an auto repair shop, I tried it and asked the owner if he had any tools to repair the pedals for me. As a result, the shopkeeper enthusiastically said to me, "Twist it with a wrench yourself." Without a bicycle wrench, he taught me how to use adjustable wrench. In this way, the small problem of the pedal was solved, and there was no problem with the pedal until the end of the 18-day tour.
When you get to Longdongbao Airport, just follow the road signs and you will find the entrance of National Highway 21 and 32. When I first entered the National Highway 21, I wrote in space: "If you don't do something now, you won't have a chance to do it in the future. I finally found the entrance of the national highway 3 kilometers away. I got lost on the way, and the pedals fell off. Fortunately, there are people who are willing to help me, thank you! "
I didn't know at that time that my nightmare for the day was about to begin. I ate a bowl of glutinous rice near the airport and set off with confidence. At that time, I was still sighing, once the main artery of the country, but now the national highway line is lonely. A few kilometers out, I met a big slope, and I collapsed before I climbed a third. I had to push the cart uphill. I was really tired! Looking back now, I really feel that I still didn't have any riding experience at that time. I brought too many unnecessary things, and I couldn't climb up when I met a big slope. The cart was so tired. Under the cliff of this slope, there are weeds and occasionally a few blooming lilies, and a heavy truck that has been dusty for many years turns over among the weeds.
Only when I entered Gujiao Town, Duyun section of National Highway 21, did I realize what it means to be really desperate-the road was built for more than ten kilometers, and the ground was dug without even the roadbed. Just after seeing the road sign "Welcome to Qiannan Prefecture of National Highway 21", it began to rain cats and dogs. Coupled with road construction, the luggage was heavy and it was impossible to ride a bike.
Although I really feel the despair of riding at this time for the first time, something good will happen. I took shelter from the rain under the eaves of a family, and that family asked me to have lunch together. This is the only time in my 18-day experience that someone asked me to eat. For the first time, I realized the enthusiasm and simplicity of Guizhou people.
when the rain was a little lighter, I said goodbye to this family, put on my raincoat and set off again. Pushing my bike on that road that is not a road at all, I can ride it down if it is downhill. But when I met uphill, I pushed a very heavy bicycle in great pain. The rain continued to fall and I was soaked all over, and the tires, frames and camel bags were covered with mud. Where, before me, are the ages that have gone?, and where, behind me, are the coming generations?, the idea of giving up at that time has been lingering in my mind.
It's a 2-kilometer road, and I arrived in Longli County at about 5 o'clock. I met a college student who was a cyclist when I was fast-approaching the county town, and I felt the intimacy of being a cyclist for the first time.
I had dinner with the cyclist I met, found a place to stay, chatted happily in the evening, and went on the road together a few days after the meeting.
There is still light rain in the sky in the morning, but it is still within the acceptable range. The two of us continued to get on the 21 national highway together and prepared to rush to Kaili. The road was also good and bad, with occasional carts. It just rained the day before, and the road was covered with mud pits, splashing on my body and covered with mud spots.
When I passed the Panjiang River, I felt that there were dog meat restaurants on both sides of the street. At that time, I silently worried about dogs within several kilometers of Fiona Fang.
I arrived in Guiding at noon and had lunch there. Occasionally, I meet cyclists riding in opposite directions. Everyone stops to say hello to each other and asks if the next road is easy. Or when you meet a rider who climbs straight, shout come on. One of the most unforgettable things is that when I passed Guiding and didn't know where, I met a group of cycling teams. I was climbing painfully. They shouted at me for refueling, and suddenly it seemed as if someone was pushing me forward. I insisted on climbing that long slope.
It will clear up in the afternoon, so riding will be uncomfortable. The sun is burning. If it is downhill, it will be very comfortable, but if it is uphill, it will be miserable for both of us. Towards evening, we arrived at a place in the middle of nowhere. At that time, we were worried about where to sleep at night.
But good things will happen. We came to a place called Huangsi Town. I think it is more like a village, and there is no place to stay. However, in one middle school, we talked to grandpa, the doorman, and we came here by bike. As a result, he gladly let us spend the night in the middle school classroom.
After a simple tidying up in the morning, I said goodbye to grandpa, the doorman, and went on my way again.
I learned from a cyclist I met the day before that Majiang section, where National Highway 21 and National Highway 32 divide, is also very difficult to build roads. In this way, when we crossed Fuquan, we diverted the provincial and county roads from Fuquan directly to Kaili. Although the road conditions are ok, the uphill is very long. A bend is connected with an uphill slope, and I feel that we have crossed a mountain, and there are heavy vehicles from time to time along the way. Perhaps, like us, we know that the national road is not easy to walk, so we came to take the trucks of provincial roads and county roads.
At that time, when the heavy vehicle was climbing the hill like us, we pushed the bicycle painfully step by step, but when the heavy vehicle passed by us slowly, I still clearly remember that the gears of the car body clicked because it needed high power to climb the hill.
There is such a watermelon field on the top of an unknown mountain. An uncle selling watermelons and his daughter set up a stall on the roadside. At that time, I spent 5 yuan to buy a big watermelon, and we shared it. It was learned from the uncle's chat that he took his daughter to sell melons at the top of the mountain just because he didn't want to leave her alone at home. How sad it was to listen to him tell his story.
On the same day, we arrived in Kaili smoothly. Due to the two-day muddy journey, the disc, brake and chain of the bicycle all went wrong. We found the Merida store in Kaili to debug the bicycle. And the little brother who helped us repair the car also recommended a youth hotel-Tiema Station, which caters to cyclists and is affordable and comfortable.
I said goodbye to my fellow cyclist today, and I have to leave alone again. I'm also grateful to him. Without his company these two days, I'm really afraid I can't hold on.
The national highway from Kaili was destroyed in the landslide, so we had to take the dirt road that is still being repaired all the way to the east. Although it was still muddy, I didn't encounter any big slopes on this day. Riding was not very painful, but the sun was still burning.
On the way through a small village, a group of grandmothers dressed in traditional Dong costumes offered me directions and said, "The national road out in front of the village has collapsed. You'd better go to the dirt road over there. If you go straight, you'll meet the national road." Thanks to them, I saved a lot of detours.
The scenery along the road is the same, so I didn't appreciate it very much. It's just that a tombstone on the side of the road says, "Take the exam first, take the exam first ..." It suddenly reminds me of Qu Yuan's Li Sao: "I am a descendant of Emperor Levin, and I am called Bo Yong." There is no such thing in the tombstone I have ever met. Perhaps the traditional culture is constantly passing by us.
On this day, I only remember that the sun was still burning in the sky. Others just felt that there was no big slope at first, so I didn't push a bike on this day.
The trip in Guizhou is coming to an end. Unfortunately, when I entered Hunan, I didn't see "Welcome to Guizhou again …" at all, only "Welcome to Hunan …". I have to give Guizhou Road Administration a bad review.
every trip will make people experience things you have never experienced before, let you get in touch with things you have never seen and gain things you have never gained. This may be the meaning of travel.
The mountains, people and dogs are the most impressive things on the road. Reminds me of the movie "That Man That Mountain That Dog". Speaking of mountains, there is Qian Shan in Guizhou, but there is no water. It's all winding mountain roads. Most of the time I push my car uphill, but the downhill is so cool. Speaking of people, the people I met along the way were very enthusiastic, some showed me the way carefully, some kindly gave me tea, some cared for me and encouraged me, and the folk customs in Guizhou were very simple. Speaking of dogs, there are too many dogs in mountainous areas, and sometimes dogs are in hot pursuit, which is very scary, but fortunately, I know some dog language and have a pump in my hand as a dog stick.