Chino in the Adirondacks
1990-2003
On Big Slide Summit Trail to Whiteface from Wilmington Side Frozen Ausable River December 2000 Frozen Ausable River December 2000 Spring Riverside nap Spring 2000 Ice Breakup, Whiteface in Background Spring Ice Breakup, Whiteface Behind Trail to Algonquin Begging for Alex's Trout, Spring 2001 Haystack Mountain Haystack Mountain Hey, I'm sleeping here! Haystack Mountain Trail Trail to Whiteface Trail to Whiteface On Whiteface Summit On Brothers Trail from Big Slide You go on without me! Big Slide Trail Chino's meadow Cool, Dude!
Chino
1990-2003


In 1990, when Alex was an infant, we spent the Summer in Alaska.
Chino, who was almost exactly Alex's age, returned with us to New York, and had been our constant hiking companion ever since. Chino was never aggressive towards people or other dogs, and the few times we witnessed other dogs attack him, we marvelled at Chino's compassion and restraint, which consisted of holding, subduing and quieting the aggressor so that the incident would end without injury. Three years ago, in August of 2001, Chino had a rough time hiking up Mount Dix with Dan and I in the rain, and we recognized that our constant trail companion was getting too old for hiking the High Peaks. He remained a rascally and amiable fixture at Ausable Lodge, delighting our Otter Chalet guests and their families until he passed away on October 5th, 2003. Comments from family members, who knew Chino well:

"I am very saddened by the news of Chino dying. He was part of the family to us all-- a beloved friend.  He was always somewhat magical to me when he would look at you with those beautiful mysterious eyes. He was around as the children were growing up  and he was always there for them  to be their pal.  Death is unbelievable even though we know that it must come.  I do believe however, that he was where he wanted to be at the end- at home in the woods.  He leaves you with wonderful memories of your good times  with him as part of the family. I envied the wonderful privilege you had to own a special pet such as Chino." Sylvia.

"I am so sorry to hear about Chino.  He was one of those beings that seemed to defy mortality.  Even when you told me how he was slowing down, when I watched his easy lope around the property, it seemed impossible. He was definitely a streak of wildness who seemed to grace us with his friendship by choice, and the only consolation that I can think of is that wild creatures do not choose to linger.  Life seems to be an all or nothing thing to them, and when he could no longer live fully, he chose to die in the wild with dignity--something to think about.  It is at times like this that people console themselves with thoughts of the spirit."  Gary.




Chino visiting Volker & Michelle at Otter Chalet

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