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$1.50 | TheEurekaCountyStar.com | Vol. 3 No. 18 | e Week of October 23, 2025
Shining a light on all of Eureka County. Our Mission: Inform, enlighten, educate and entertain—Enjoy the journey.
Is this you? Picnic Supplies By Trina Machacek I recently read a story about a family that had a little place in the 1880’s in a rural part of a western state. ey had a little ranch, raised some sheep and kids. Lots and lots of kids. Not goat kids. Johnny and Susie human kids. In the story they talked of taking a sleigh to get to town in the winter and how little Susie’s feet got so cold they turned blue, then as they warmed, they turned bright glowing red and she lost her toenails. Oh that wasn’t the end of the story. ere was also noted that five guys in the area needed to go to town and had le early one morning just to get caught by the cold and snow and all five had froze to death. Apparently, the family took a sleigh and the men took a buggy. at saved their lives. I guess that is why Santa takes his sleigh and not Mrs. Clause’s two wheeled drive Mini Cooper in the dead of winter. But! Yes, a “what’s that got to do with picnic supplies” “but?” Well there is of course a way to get from frozen falling off toenails to picnic supplies. It’s all about being prepared. As a girl and somewhat of a romantic I see a picnic being enjoyed by a young man and woman. With the fried chicken, blanket, checkered napkins and the perfect wicker basket. Yes, like in the movies. In reality I actually see greasy chicken legs being eaten that have been picked out of a wad of aluminum foil, hands wiped on dusty pants, half a can of warm soda and laughter. Somewhere in between is an actual picnic. e difference between a picnic in the 1880’s and in the 2020’s is the word, “glamping.” Glamping where you never get a piece of dirt in your potato salad and the watermelon is always cut in perfect little squares and eaten with a fork for goodness sakes. Nary a paper plate is in sight.
Old timey meals eaten outside were not picnics. ey were just meals. Like when the kitchen table didn’t seat enough people, or it was just too danged hot inside. en in some fashion picnics became an event to plan for and gather up all that is needed to survive under a tree for an aernoon. What supplies it takes to do just that. e wicker basket is replaced by a cooler. e cooler the cooler the cooler your picnic will be. Chicken may be the do all end all for picnics, but something in a wrap will be neater. ere should always, without question always be potato salad. Somehow it seems to turn into a pasta something, or even a little baggy of fresh cut vegies. Hey, we all have to make adjustments. e watermelon that is thrown into the creek until time to eat may be replaced by... No wait. ere is no replacement for a watermelon at a picnic. If there is, you should rethink your picnic mates. Back to that romantic persona we sometimes feel ourselves falling into being. Wanting now to be a simpler time. Just a few short years ago, uh some 60 years, I was learning to swim in an outdoor pool when we lived in Reno, Nevada. I remember having to jump in and clasp our hands on our heads and dunk under the water some six times to get our little goosebump covered bodies accustomed to the water. en the lessons began. I took a ride back to Idlewild park in Reno recently to remember those times. at is what brought about this picnic stuff. Oh how things have changed. Parents were there with all and sizes of littles, playing on slides. On, in and around plastic playground equipment. Colorful, safe and there was even an ice cream truck driving around with the little musical ding-ding calling to hot sweaty kids. Not too many kids were running towards the truck like I seemed to remember. e biggest and very noticeable thing that gave me pause? Telephones. AARRGGHH!! Walking and talking and arms waving of business and problems. e picnic baskets have been replaced by backpacks carried by the littles. Mark the words of this romantic. One day we will see an entire group of 40-plus-year-old adults hunched over because they carried their picnics on their backs and not in a wicker basket. Just sayin’. Trina lives in Diamond Valley, north of Eureka, Nevada. She loves to hear from readers. Email her at itybytrina@yahoo.com Really!
VA N D A L S P O R T S
Here Come YOUR Eureka Vandals A HUGE shoutout to Sheriff Miles Umina and local heroine and mom Jamie Pritchett for getting game information and pictures to e Eureka County Star so we can highlight the kids of Eureka County.
Eureka High School 2025 Homecoming Court.
Aer a Homecoming game of great plays and learning, the boys that are the Eureka Vandals had a fire lit in their bellies and have come back to win a few games played. Wins were against Owyhee and Pyramid Lake. e season will continue through the playoffs and state championship games which are scheduled for November 8, quarter finals, November 15 semi-finals and November 22 state finals. Good luck Vandals.
TIDDLES-N-BITTLES Want to Get Involved? Are YOU political and want to get involved with the Republican Party in Eureka County, and the Nevada State Party? Rose Buchanan sent this note to me and I am passing in on. Do you want to play a part? Steve Evenson is the party chair in Pershing County. “Hi! I just received this message from a friend. Would this be something you would be interested in doing? Do you know anyone who would be? Maybe I could give him some names.”
Snow Has Landed! Measurable snow has fallen on the Diamonds. First spotting was last week; however, it got sucked up by the mountain in short order. Now?! e level is creeping down to about the 7,000 foot level which fell overnight on October 14, 2025. All the more reason to see the notice we have on page 3 to give warmth to people in need in our community.
Prayers–Prayers–Prayers Our very own Douthit Family, Bobbie, Alicia and brand-new older sister Ameilia are awaiting the day when new, and a bit early arrived, brother Atticus gets to come home healthy and will be ready to take on the world. Atticus was born on October 10, 2025 and is doing better every day. Welcome Atticus.
Please send in your news from around town to: trina@theeurekacountystar.com