There was a landslide in the afternoon, and I am still trapped. I didn’t eat or drink at night. I suspect that the stone can be blown down. - August 1st, 23:03, monkeys
I was trapped for 22 hours and took the water and dry food distributed by the local government to get rid of the difficulties. Thanks to the officers and men. - August 2, 14:08, captain
The experience of last night made me unforgettable in this life. The front and rear collapsed. At 4 o'clock in the afternoon, I couldn't get through at night. At that time, the wind was full of thunder and the police came to inform me of the danger of mudslides. But we have no retreat. The left is turbulent. Nujiang, the right side is the cliff that may collapse at any time! Finally I slept outside an abandoned house for one night! - August 2, the Yuzang line rides friends Wenbin
July 31, after dinner, I sat on the bed and looked at the Raiders from Bangda to Baju. I suddenly received a message from a rider who met in Batang. He asked us now. Where is it, I explained that the world is seventy-two in the Nujiang. They did not rest after riding from Batang to Mangkang, so they arrived one day earlier than us. Then he sent some suggestions about the trip from Bangbang to Baju. He said, "There will be about 14 kilometers after going out tomorrow. Slope, slightly steep, many pits on the road; climb up the mountain to climb the top of the mountain to ride down a section to reach the 72-turn viewing platform, the downhill must be slow."
The seventy-two crutches are called heaven and hell. No one can count how many turns it has. When we were seventy-two, the captain was slower than me. When we go downhill, we will stop in less than 20 minutes, let the brakes cool down. When we stop and rest, the monkeys will feel the temperature of his brake pads. When he touches him, he will immediately retract his hand and his fingertips will be Hot blush.
The rider who sent the message told me that when they were in the 72nd turn, a truck rolled over at the corner, reminding us that we were farther away from the truck when going downhill. Then he went on to say, "After the 72nd turn, then riding down is the Nujiang Bridge. The road is not easy to walk and there is a lot of dust. The headscarf and glasses must be worn. After crossing the Nujiang Bridge, it is more than 30 kilometers of rolling roads. It is along the river, and there is no danger in the side of the guardrail. There will be some restaurants after 72 turns, but there will be no place to eat after the Nujiang Bridge. If there is no good at noon, it will be worse than 30 kilometers in the afternoon. ."
There was no such thing as the most useful sentence in my series of suggestions. I didn’t do it after crossing the Nujiang Bridge. When we were riding on the road, we didn't pay attention to the position of the Nujiang Bridge. The more we rode the cliff, the more I felt that I was riding the wrong road, like riding a loess slope. Behind the Nujiang River Bridge is the choppy Baimagou. The top is the hot sun at noon or two. There is no place to cover the cliffs. The shadows of the mountains are reflected in the Baimagou. It has been exposed for more than two hours. To a lot of riders are curled up in the cracks in the stone.
After three o'clock in the afternoon, the mosquitoes and Renhao brothers riding in front of the news sent a message saying that there was a landslide 30 kilometers away from the Ranwu section, and told us to hurry. At that time, we were close to 10 kilometers from the landslide. The falling rock has covered more than half of the ground. At the beginning of the falling rock, the mosquito and Renhao brothers have already rushed over. The flower sister arrived at the inn in the bustling place because of her physical discomfort before the landslide. When the monkey, the captain and I arrived at the landslide, all the vehicles were blocked on one side, which was a raging white horse ditch, and on the other side, between the cliffs that could fall from the rock at any time. At that time, the old iron had not arrived yet, and he just got off the Nujiang 72. Turn.
At 8:00 in the evening, the sandstone continued to fall down. The traffic police said that they couldn’t get through the car and told everyone to go back. At about 7 pm on the same day, the only one in the left-hand direction of the same section could lead to the small village. A landslide occurred. Four of our team are ready to ride back to the 72nd turn and return to Bangda to find accommodation. They ride six or seven kilometers away from the landslide. When they return to Bangda, they drive back to the landslide and also tell us not to ride forward. It’s said that the front has collapsed too far. We had to turn around and go back to other safe places with other riders. There was still a small amount of falling rocks around 11 o'clock that night. The old iron wanted to rush straight from the falling stone piles when the traffic police was not in the night. We all told him not to be killed, even if it was not hit by falling rocks into the raging white horse ditch. It is possible to be blown down by the fierce night wind here. If there is a torrential rain in the night, it will definitely not escape the second landslide.
The riders in the night are sleeping outside an abandoned log cabin. The wind here is so big that they can blow the minivan. In order to prevent the car from being blown away by the wind, the riders put the car down and the one pressed. Car. At noon the next day, everyone was hungry waiting for the passage, and was trapped for nearly 22 hours. The local government sent some dry food and water. About two or three in the afternoon, we took a ride to Ranwu.
Everyone said that they started homesick.