Baja means, «The People.» We’re all people, we’re all welcome to stop by. It’s so nice to pull into a gas station C-store and find free air and gas. On the north side of the pumps. That’s worth five stars for me. One of my tires _really_needed that free air badly. I was headed out on dirt and not so good roads and could have had a bad day. Chevron gas, so its a little extra. I worked in a C-Store for nearly two years. A guy with a business running a 98 truck fleet swore by Chevron gas, his credit card had a date on it making him an 18 year customer. Sometimes I fuel with Chevron. I never complain about pricing. Lots of people heading for the mountains and lakes stop at this full service, clean little store. It’s got a bit of everything. Lots of beverages, literal buckets of candy and trail mix, firewood in neat bundles, sandwiches, coffee and other foods. I like fueling on the edge of town, away from the surge, traffic and bustle. This is a great place for that. Everyone I dealt with the four or five times I visited this place in a week treated me really well.
