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We come at 6:20 to start the bus, it is a small grocery store that serves as a bus station, the bus is nearly full and many passengers waiting to buy tickets! The seats will be expensive ... Above travelers chattering in Chinese, I tried to explain that I have to catch a plane to Chengdu tomorrow ... pure lie of course, but it's our only chance to leave Baiyue today ' hui.
We finally offer me a ticket to Kangding, I take it (35 €) and we ride the bus, Phew!. It's the equivalent of two stages, how will we move on, or will we tomorrow night? Mystery!



We do not have the best squares, and the bus is pathetic. Yet our long road to Luhuo will be interrupted only twice: a hose exploded and tape repaired to stop in front of a bus similar solidarity poured into the ditch. In our own bus already packed, we get a lot of the shipwrecked passengers! Twelve-hour journey in difficult conditions and the only driver was not relayed! He will leave tomorrow at 6: 00 for the second segment (without us).

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Baiyu

Day Off, Forced. No bus to continue our path: the next is tomorrow at 6:30!
Hoping to find him in celebration, I decided to return to the monastery of Baiyue. Alas, it is quiet and deserted ...
The monks go about household chores, without enthusiasm. I visited a few rooms where young monks confectionnent statues liturgical yak butter (linked with barley flour).


I am hailed by a young Tibetan, a brush on the ear after training in the basement of the temple. Six or seven young people are there who make great decorative paints (tangkas) for the monastery. The canvases are stretched vertically (2x3 m), scaffolding is installed and the painters are busy with their tiny brushes: miniatures of 6 m²!

These kids are cheeky and mocking, but I admire their work, I show them my little book of Buddhist pantheon. They are interested in Tibetan texts and engravings. I take pictures of them and their webs. The climate has changed when I left them and they me accompany the square.

then I go down into another basement where Tibetan confectionnent paper in large trays and engraved in the light Updated wooden plates for printing woodblock: mantras and images of deities. It's beautiful work. I bought three old mantras.

In return, I noticed some beautiful Tibetan carpets drying on a balcony. I hailed the young woman on the terrace, showing him the carpet. She goes and tells me to open my mother, who allows me to admire the carpet near and greeted me in her kitchen. She offers me tea butter churn it with a blender! It is very good. Then she offers a delicious sweet tsampa and a big bowl of yogurt (yak). I enjoy it! What a warm welcome!


During this extended visit, Regine stayed in town, joined the small Chinese restaurant that serves as a canteen for two days and joined a trio of women for making ravioli chain ... with chopsticks.

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Katoka

Today we climb to the monastery of Katoka. It is located in the mountains at 4000 meters, isolated, inaccessible. I read a few snippets on the internet describing this side ends of the earth, the antiquity of its construction and the serene calm that prevailed. Some tour operators have warned integrated circuit that destination in their adventures ...

Yesterday, we surveyed the price with the many taxis that hung in the main street: the trend was around 300/400 yuan (30/40 euros) steep to reach this destination. We find a vehicle in good condition, the driver has a dirty mind and does not smile a lot ... but after a little negotiation, it offers 280 yuan and we leave with him for 2 ½ hours of chaotic and dusty track.

In the first hour, we came across a strange company installed between the track and the river: wooden cabins, a large hangar fragile, it breathes tentative and improvised. Production is prominent: very large statues liturgical copper. The execution is perfect, great art! A squad of Chinese and Tibetan are busy about their music and made jerky of the hammer hitting the copper surprises us. What do they do with these beautiful statues, why here in this backwater, far from any town? The answer will be given during our visit to the monastery, a temple is under construction and the statues to him.

Our driver tried to force a passage ... and stuck to the axles! Exchanges are limited, but we understand quickly that will not resolve itself, and that aid can only come to us because, at the bottom of this valley, we are very isolated. We draw on the straps with all our strength to failure of one of them, which would have sent me off without collapses faster reflexes Régine. Pushing is better, and without too much mess, we win the game.

The landscapes are gorgeous along the river and the steep rise in yaw. Our small van puts the 1000 m elevation without flinching to the site of Katoka-Gompa. It is very well located, very high and very isolated as we expected, Google Earth images are accurate and recent.



Yet the construction site of the temple attracts our attention: this temple clashes in the monastery, its architecture is very Sinicized glass rotunda and the upper third is not quite true ... we we built this building puppet for tourists ... We also note a construction site on the ridge above Katoka, a pass? a new road? we remember also the surveyors crossed this morning along the river ... What a pity!


Inside the gompa, we meet the local Rinpoche: finished at 4x4, it is transported to arm men to a bamboo canopy. I take pictures and shake his hand, is a tall, handsome 80-year-old, who can not walk. His escort the transports to the highest of the monastery, I am! My heart breaks, it goes up steep 4060m! Some

tachi delek with smile authorize me to enter the residence of the patriarch. I climb way up to the terrace where I see Régine well below that approach. A monk will get it.

We then enter into the holy of holies of Katoka, the chapel where monks Rinpoche kindly present us with objects of worship the most precious conch, oboe ... I leave it discreetly on a photo of the DL Rinpoche's desk. Leaving
we converse a moment with a monk of some forty years as burly. It looks like one of our friends ... We propose to go eat with him and we offer tiny pill color that absorbs before us to reassure us.

We descend to the car, the driver left the monastery and the first corner, he stops and turns off the engine! Ouch! I guess the result: "The sum agreed was to ride, if you want to go down, we must double the price ..." It takes nerve and nerve to get out of this situation, we collect our belongings and make mine out of the vehicle. I cry very strong (in French) ... No money was paid and he quickly understood that we would not be intimidated, and if wants the 280 yuan he better come down to us. What it does elsewhere without adding. Bottom, Baiyu we will pay him 300 yuan.

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Dege Dege to Baiyue

Yesterday we negotiated the transfer to Baiyue mini-van: 300 yuan (30 euros) per 100 km, 3 hours away. Indeed, there is no bus connection between the two cities that belong to two different prefectures. The driver was right on time at the hotel. The road is beautiful, it's a gravel path all the way down and the profile is: our destination is located only 3000 m, is the point bottom of our journey on the Tibetan plateau. We follow the beautiful Jinsha River, (Golden Sands), which makes the Yangtze will become a bit further ... sandy beaches bordering the brownish waters carried by a strong current.


Approaching Baiyu, the monastery of the town stands out on a ridge. Built in the seventeenth century, this monastery is one of six major centers of Tibetan Nyingma.
Nyingma ("old") dates back to 750, it is the oldest sect of Tibetan. It is also known as the "red sect" because the Nyingma lamas wear a dress and a red hat. Their practices are based on eight fundamental Tantras. Five of them relate to how we must live in the world and the three others the way he should leave. For these monks, the spirit is pure and is rejecting any outside influence that can feel at one with Buddha. In the Buddhist pantheon
Padmasambhava (Guru Rinpoche) is the central deity of the Nyingma.


The vehicle will leave us in the main street of Baiyue, bordered by tall trees which provide good shade that we appreciate. So we start off, laden with our big bag back to the monastery, which appears on the heights in all its splendor. While walking we perceive music and songs and guess the distance a colorful crowd ... It's our lucky day, we come upon a religious festival at the monastery in honor of Guru Rinpoche. We are in the right week, the new moon has only a few days!
Our arrival on the square outside the monastery is a great time. The place is crowded. At the center, about twenty monks dance slowly to the sound of drums mounted on a platform. All around, the villagers are sitting down, in tight clusters. We are encumbered our big bags and we entrust them to the custody of a collective group of women. Then we can mingle with the crowd quiet and colorful.



monks dancing costumes are lush colors, huge hats hide their faces but the movements are slow and sober. All traditional Tibetan musical instruments are out. Long horns with bass (Dungchen), enormous hanging gongs, the Oboe (Gyaling) and other typical flutes ...

The ceremony lasted only a half hour and then slowly everyone disperses and monks (one hundred) gather for the distribution of meals.


We investigated the long-run guest house set on a forum by Laura travelers: the welcome is friendly, two young Tibetan women offer us a large room with two beds. Unfortunately, the area is without water! Work to build a housing complex near the source are (!) Of this problem. It seems to last for months ... the Chinese built a lot, but cares little local difficulties. We find in our room bowls arranged on a wooden rack and thermos of hot water, cold water is available in a can and probably comes from the nearby river! This is the second time we are faced with these local shortages (cf. Manigango)

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, printing and temple

During the visit of printing, we meet a group of 6 Russia is our second and final meeting of the Western ...



Imprimerie (Derge Parkhang) is an annex of the monastery visited yesterday. It dates from 1730. The building is considered as a religious building because the Tibetans, large numbers turn around in prayer, a rosary in one hand and a prayer wheel in the other. The building is built around a narrow courtyard, the color of the walls, logs and decorated pillars, windows, overlooking the imposing black headband admirable. The employees engaged in the task of printing bustled with incredible speed, they print mantras by a process of woodcut. The Kanjur and Tanjur, canons of Tibetan Buddhism is printed here.

Temple Thangtong Gyelpo
We go all the Tibetan district very steep to reach the small temple Thangtong. Against the mountains, it has a beautiful view over the city and its valley. Inside the temple is beautifully decorated frescoes covering the walls tell the life of Thangtong Gyelpo (1148).

We meet the resident priest at the stunning white beard. I show him a little summary of the pantheon Tibetan French that runs carefully. He discovers prints annotated in Tibetan, then along the walls of the temple by turning the pages and stopping at the murals returned. It also shows the shell of the temple (dungkar) from which he draws sounds singulières.Ce small temple clashes with the monasteries of the city, majestic and solemn, we will not forget his bearded priest.

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