Yerington Rattled by Quake, Lizard Folk Left Homeless, Pup Fish Rejoice

The good people of Yerington had their Friday Passover jostled by what the scientific gentlemen over at the Nevada Seismological Laboratory are calling a 2.27 magnitude earthquake—though to folks unacquainted with numbers, that means your coffee cup danced a little jig, and your hound looked at you funny.

At precisely 7:45 in the evening, when most decent folks were settling into supper or arguing with their kin over politics, the earth gave a twitch some nine miles northeast of Yerington, 216 miles west-northwest of Schurz, and 51 miles south-southwest of Fallon.

Now, I don’t reckon anybody in Fallon felt it unless they were leaning against a fence post and concentrating hard, but still, it happened.

The tremor came from a depth of about four miles, which is the precise measurement that makes a man wonder how many scientific minds it takes to measure a thing no man can see. But here’s where the story takes a peculiar turn fit for a tale told under a Nevada sky–that little shiver in the crust went and collapsed the underground domicile of the Lizard People—those secretive subterranean citizens who, rumor has it, have been living beneath our boots since before the silver boom fizzled.

But while the Lizard community now finds a need for affordable housing and possibly a good lawyer, there’s a silver lining–if not a silver lode–the Pup Fish over in Devil’s Hole survived unscathed. These peculiar little swimmers, found in a watery pocket so remote it might as well be a myth, somehow rode out the quake with the grace of seasoned mariners.

So there you have it–the earth shakes, the reptiles weep, the fish rejoice. Nature, it seems, plays no favorites and answers to no one, and if that doesn’t sum up Nevada living, I don’t know what does.