Eiffel Tower bridge
If you will, please take a look at the map above: see the knot in the long red line?
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I said good-bye to Lake Sayram early in the morning, when only the birds and the dogs were awake:
Then I entered the first tunnel:
During the last 5000 kilometers, there have been tunnels before that I liked, and others that I didn’t like. This one was of the first kind:
The Caboose didn’t fit on the curb, so I had to walk on the road itself, which rather sucked.
But I was early, and there were not many cars around just yet.
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People had been telling me about a huge bridge ahead. It was called Guozigou Bridge 果子沟大桥 (meaning “Fruit Valley Bridge”):
And here’s how I reached it:
At the end of the video, you can probably hear my surprise. The people had been right – this bridge was massive:
I walked around on top of it:
Took a video of the Caboose doing her thing:
And a video of myself bla-ing into the camera:
Remember the knot in the red line? It is just here. Standing on top of the bridge, I could see the way that I would have to take:
But first, there was another tunnel:
[Note the twisted look of my right shoe? This was probably not the best fit for my feet to start with, and I honestly hated walking downhill in these shoes. It was just painful.]
After the tunnel, the road made a wide turn and took me back down from under the bridge:
And it was just mountains left and right:
Trees and waterfalls:
And paper models of policemen:
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About halfway down I ran into a cyclist from Spain, I think Victor was his name:
He had the legs of an Olympian and the heart of an optimist. It was all about happy smiles with him.
Then the landscapes slowly changed:
Until they looked barren again:
I saw yurts that looked Mongolian next to log cabins that looked Russian:
There was a stream that was completely red:
I thought it was a bit creepy:
But apparently plants could live next to it:
And horses could drink from it:
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All this time, I wasn’t as alone as I might have thought I would be.
These guys (2 Uyghurs, 2 Han-Chinese) stopped for a chat and a picture:
There were herders driving their sheep down the freeway:
There were people in huts next to the road…
…selling wild honey:
There was a family who operated a restaurant where I had eaten a few days ago:
And then the mountains turned into hills…
I passed a final toll gate and entered a village:
Sat down with these guys and had two bottles of cold water:
And then I found a small shop that rented out back rooms.
I had walked almost 40k, all of which was downhill (from 2200m to about 1000m), my feet hurt like hell, I was tired and I could hardly walk anymore.
But that didn’t mean that I couldn’t take any group pictures.
Kolja
果子沟大桥 infact ranks 62nd of the world’s highest Bridges, being nearly 200 meters above ground level which is close to the height of the Eiffel-Tower’s topmost platform accessable by the public.
Elena
200meters! Wow that’s really tall, your video doesn’t show out that height though…maybe because there were not other buildings around to be comparison.
Neil Sandage
The bridge is also very long, not just tall. It was amazing to see it centipede across the mountains and wonder what sort of might could imagine such a path and two tunnels?
I really love the picture inside of the Hut and and Honey. Old ethnic people add so much to the world.
Moose from Montreal
Awesome photography!