September 30, 2024
D10: 代 → 朔州
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Beyond the occasional bit of spit that's less of a nuisance than someone who talks with their mouth full, the rain has left. It has, however, been replaced by a very intense cold front that has me reevaluating my decision to purchase thermal bibs on Taobao and get them sent to Beijing for the post National Day holiday excursion.
I'd considered a pair of tights the day before from a store across the street from the supermarket where I stocked up on oatmeal and mini chocolate bars, but they'd closed by the time I came out.
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They aren't yet open when I leave Mrs. Zhang's guesthouse so I begin my day with a leisurely visit to the Ashoka Stupa on the grounds of the Dai County government offices. There's also a Mao Was Here site but—even with my thoroughly unsuitable "spring weight" Decathlon tights on over my shorts—I'm getting chilled with the being outside and I was sure I'd touristed enough that they must be open by now.
Given that they were just starting to open by the time I got there and given that I'd probably spent close to 10 minutes trying to convince myself that an overly expensive¹ pair of cotton sweatpants from a closer by store might work, I probably could have fit in a visit, but Mao related sites are either completely worthless or a massive time sink of interesting (with nothing in between).
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I think I paid 15y for the the thermal tights and 30y for the fleece lined thermal tights and, other than both pairs being aggressively ugly, they were probably one of the best purchases of the year.
After a lot of getting turned around trying to find my way out to the main road on a maze of mud pits that's apparently been the general state of Dai's roads for the past 3 or 4 years of completely redoing everything to modern standards, I found myself once again on the Great Wall Tourist Highway² heading north to the petrichor smell of the corn harvest.
My original route called for me to be taking the slightly lower pass to the west but this route would put me in a city with a train station that could (with effort) be reached from Xi'an and a riding companion who was coming up specifically to spend her Golden Week Holiday with me.
The open street maps data on my topo gave me three options to the north, a modern pass created by the G208 National Road, a historic pass protected by Yanmenguan Fort, and a high road that went around the outside of the Declared Tourist Area.
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With the G208 labeled unpassable on account of roadworks and the cobblestoned Fort Road officially being "walking only," AMap only recognized the third.
Which, of course, when I got up there after 500m elevation gain over a shade under 20km was gated with a prominent sign indicating that "motorcycles, bicycles, and pedestrians" are only allowed to use this road during Official Events.
I'm not going to say that my behavior at the Fort was good or right or nice. I was tired and cold and frustrated and kind of a bitch. I'm also pretty sure that quiet, rational, calm discussion of every goddamned route that wasn't the expressway being closed would have gotten the same result in the end.
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When the pick up truck I was put in to take the high road was temporarily blocked by a very stubborn herd of goats, that was the necessary bit of laughter to make me change from sullenly accepting people going out of their way to help me to calling the guy I blew up at and apologizing to him. And, more importantly, he accepted my apology⁴
Sat in the sunlight at the other side of the pass, eating chocolate bars and lazily putting my bags back on my bike, a local cyclist who had just come over the "all the maps mark this as closed" road came by and asked me where I was going. Cause whoever takes the data that a road is currently in the process of having one side freshly tarmac'd (and therefore is experiencing a slowdown) is better at updating their databases than whoever put a private Park Staff Only access road⁵ onto the Maps.
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The condition of the road on the descent gave me some idea why Dai County has recently decided to completely redo all their roads from the roadbed on up and the volume of truck traffic on the road was sufficient that, in combination with a bitter headwind that persisted no matter which direction I turned, had me grateful to go "off road" onto farm tracks for a substantial percentage of the next 30km.
It might have screwed with my speed and pushed me into another night ride, and it might have mostly been uninteresting⁷ brown countryside, but anything is better than sharing the road with the Death Machines.
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I actually made it to the Shuozhuo Train Station exit ahead of Dr. M, albeit barely, and only because of her train being late and the massive unexplained outflow of people getting off the train in this podunk county.
We adjourned to the first place with food on our side of the road for noodles that both of us agreed were nigh on inedible⁸ followed by the closest hotel for a check-in process that would have been a million times smoother if both of us had used our English names⁹ on our respective bookings or if the Front Desk lady hadn't gotten her very drunk boss and his even drunker friend involved.
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¹ I'm not sure if the ultimate decision not to buy these was the ridiculous price tag or the headache inducing volume their music was still playing at after the second time they turned it down for me.
² Similar to Hainan's recently signposted Coastal Tourism Highway, this seems to be a recent initiative that is 95% preexisting roads and a signpost.
³ As the actual semi defensive structures at the pass were not blown up by the Japanese, I'm more than a little dubious of this claim
⁴ I will also do a follow up written apology after the Tour is over.
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⁵ As all of my previous attempts at telling AMap that a marked as existing road doesn't actually exist have failed completely, this won't receive any real follow up efforts on my part.
⁶ When you consider that a lot of Ming and Qing Wall construction was a way of using up corvee labor, and that—through much of its history—the Wall was less a defensive structure than a way of making sure merchants travelled the correct tax paying routes, probably isn't that far off
⁷ There were interesting things like forts and bits of Ming Wall and greenways that went nowhere. There just wasn't any time to properly experience them.
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⁸ Bearing in mind that I was hungry enough that pineapple-flavor Dayao† tasted good
† One of the local Chinese sodas that escaped obscurity to recently become a nationwide brand, it's generally quite vile in the way that only the cheapest of store brand fizz pops can be vile. I am however to understand that the brown flavor is the closest thing in China to Irn Bru.
⁹ My using English and her using Chinese led to them initially not realizing that we had two bookings, which then led to the one drunk guy telling the other drunk guy not to bother hitting on a pair of lesbians†.
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† This did not actually stop them from fawning over us in that particularly touchy feely way that drunk men do, but it changed the dynamic‡.
‡ Luckily, as Dr. M was the one who got the short straw in most of the dealing with them, she didn't hear that comment and didn't know about it until after we were playing Scrabble in my room.
Today's ride: 73 km (45 miles)
Total: 661 km (410 miles)
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