Reed's coverage of our ride around the Tibetan border region over the last couple of days
Shangri-La Here We Come - A Motorcycle Touring Blog from Chiang Mai, Thailand to the Tibet-China Border - Asian Motorcycle Tours - Thailand, Laos, Cambodia, Vietnam Motorcycle Tours
Post #8 & Post #9
Dateline: Friday, June 7; time: early morning.
Welcome to the “Shangri-La Here We Come” Blog.
So sorry, interested readers for missing yesterday’s post. We stayed in a shithole of a hotel last night. My only furniture was a bed; couldn’t set up my computer gear to write. Bad internet connection. Dead tired as well. Sensory overload of the highest degree. More below……
Yesterday’s (Wednesday’s) destination: Diqen
Riding distance to Diqen from Shangri-La: 188 kms.
Driving (moving) time): 4:32
Moving average: 41.4 kph.
Diqen elevation: 3458 meters
Highest elevation reached: 4292 meters (highpoint on this tour).
Total trip cumulative distance to Diqen: 2239 kms.
Trip track shown on map below:
Route-Chiang Mai to Weixi
Thursday, June 6 present location: Weixi with side trip to Tibet border.
Riding distance to Weixi from Diqen including side trip to Tibet border: 330 kms.
Driving (moving) time): 6:14
Moving average: 55.1
Weixi elevation: 2247 meters
Highest elevation reached: 3467 meters
Total trip cumulative distance: 2569 kms.
Trip track shown on map below:
Last 2 days: Shangri-La to Kara Karpo to Tibet Border – Turn around – Drive south to Weixi
Phil Gibbins is taking a ton of photos, way more than me. He is posting them online on his RideAsia.net rider forum. But this url changes daily. To see the photos from our ride to Diqen, the Tibet border, and Weixi, you can view them at the following 2 urls:
To Diqen:
http://www.rideasia.net/motorcycle-...-karpo-6-740-meters-22-113-a-6.html#post29646
To the Tibet border and return, then on to Weixi:
http://www.rideasia.net/motorcycle-...-karpo-6-740-meters-22-113-a-8.html#post29761
Tomorrow’s destination: Shaxi
Approximate distance: 220 kms
Guesstimate driving time: 6 hours
Hello Interested Parties,
Somehow, someway, the riding just gets better and better and better. Today, though, we finally hit some bad road conditions due to a lot of landslide activity along the route. Some parts were downright hairy; still great fun in a sick sort of way. Always feels good to survive a ride.
Let me start off with yesterday’s ride to Kawa Karpo, the world’s highest unclimbed mountain at 6740 meters. To get there we had to drive up and down and up and down and up again the three river basins of three of the most important rivers in Asia. From east to west, they are; the Yangtze, the Mekong, and the Salween. These rivers run basically parallel to each other in upper Yunnan Province for a couple of hundred kilometers, rushing south from their headwaters deeper inside the Himalayas. In my rough estimation, as the bird flies, the three rivers are no more than fifty kilometers apart but separated by high mountain ridges in the 5000 meter range. Only one road connects all three, Rt. G 233 and this is what we drove north northwest on all day. The mountains around us still have snow cover in early June, and some of them are glaciated, like Kara Karpo itself. If we are not on the roof of the world, we are close to it.
The road conditions continue to be excellent, and we could be driving a lot faster than we are, but the jaw-dropping scenery is holding us up, as are frequent photo stops. In fact, anywhere you point a camera, you will wind up with a dramatic photo of nature at its most awesome. You should look at some of Phil Gibbins photos at the url at the top of this page to see firsthand what we are experiencing on our bikes. Meanwhile, here is a GPS screenshot of one section of road.
GPS track from ride to Weixi
It is amazing that the Chinese built such great roads in such a rugged and remote region, but thank you very much. The people living in northwestern Yunnan are Tibetans, not the predominant Han Chinese, and it is said that they live a more traditional lifestyle than their brethren in most of Tibet. Their main livelihood seems to be animal husbandry, especially yaks, as they are well suited to life at altitudes above 3000 meters.
Their houses are huge, square around the base, two or three stories high, with slightly inward leaning, slightly trapezoidal walls. The eaves, rooflines, and gateways are intricately carved and colorfully painted. I would love to live in one.
The Tibetans believe that one of their gods dwells on Kawa Karpo. Tibetan pilgrims from all over make a point to visit it sometime in their lives. The way they pay homage to the god is to walk around the base which takes more than a week.
Phil, George, and I paid homage to Kawa Karpo by driving to it, muttering thanks all the way for making such a ride possible. I thought I would have had some kind of epiphany when I arrived there because of the statue I have in my apartment, but the wonder I felt at seeing such an awesome mountain was shared equally by every visitor in the town of Diqen.
We never saw the entirety of Kawa Karpo because part of it was always hidden in clouds, but I do think I saw the peak briefly in a small slot in the cloud cover.
Our hotel in Diqen was a shithole, as I mentioned earlier. But other choices were even poorer. There was one expensive option, the USD400/night Regalia hotel. That was beyond all of our budgets, even if all six of us crammed into one room.
Today, Thursday morning, George woke up with a fever, chills, and a headache and was not able to ride his bike. We let George sleep in late and Phil and I rode northwards with Pae following in the 4×4 to the Tibet-China border just to see what we could see. We knew we couldn’t get through because we didn’t have the right paperwork, nor did we want to. We just needed the slimmest of excuses to ride our mcs anywhere there was a road. And just like all the other roads, this one was another great one.
It was 55 kms to the border and the same back to Diqen. When we returned, George still was feeling ill and could not ride his bike, so he let our ground handler, Jah, ride his mc, and he rode in the pick-up.
We left Diqen before noon and rode down from the Himalaya Plateau on into the Mekong River Basin. The Tibetans and their homes and culture gradually dissipated and Han Chinese culture took over, which is based on irrigated rice growing.
We followed the Mekong River most of the day. Sometimes the road was several hundred meters above it but by the end of the day we were just a little ways above the river surface itself. The Mekong up here is an angry young river and the part we first followed was filled with roiling rapids. High, sheer cliffs hemmed the Mekong in, and hundreds of waterfalls running crystal clear added to the surging flow.
The river road started out at around 2000 meters, and by the end of the day we ever so gradually descended to 1700 meters before climbing out of the river basin to tonight’s hotel in Diqen.
The sheer cliffs and ridges hemming in the Mekong are prone to landslides and this damaged the road surface in hundreds of places during the day. The near-perfect road conditions finally petered out.
At one point there was a landslide in progress, and dirt and rocks of various sizes tumbled down a steep canyon wall across the roadway. When the falling scree slowed down in volume and nothing big was tumbling across the road we made a dash across the landslide path.
Riding through a landslide
But listen interested parties, it is after one in the morning and my brain is shutting down. I can’t write anymore and need to gotta get some sleep.
So until tomorrow, Bye, bye.