Canyon Tire Center

First time stopping by here my husband starts pumping gas, goes inside for some snacks and what do ya know, the pump doesn’t shut off once it’s full. Wasted about $ 20 in fuel which went all over the ground and my car!!! The cashier comes out once we start complaining that there is fuel all over my car then throws a bucket of water and something else on my car. So now I wait to see if I need a new paint job. Tried to contact the owner, about an hour later we contact him, all for him to say it’s our fault for leaving the pump. Might I add the pump did not get closed down once we told the cashier it malfunctioned and she did not clean up all the fuel which was ALLLLLLL over the ground. Trying to blow the place up for insurance money or something??? To make things worse, when we finally hit the road back to California my gas gage is broken thanks to the over filled thank. The fact that these people couldn’t care less is what will make me write bad reviews, report them to the proper authorities for not cleaning up fuel properly and boycotting each Shell station I ever come across. Now I have to miss time at work, spend money on a rental car AND pay for my gas gage to be fixed all due to these idiots who want to make a few extra bucks by allowing customers to use broken pumps.

Quite honestly, we stopped in here on New Year’s eve, on our way to Zion in for the day. The pumps were working with automated/​credit card transactions, but the store was locked, dark, and definitely closed.
I gassed up the Truck, and enjoyed a lovely view of the sandstone and limestone formations of the valley… With the possible exception of the Chevron in Lone Pine, CA with a view of Mount Whitney and the Sierra Nevada, this gas station has the best view in the country (your opinion may vary.)
Even with the «desolation markup» and the premium holiday pricing schedule, we filled up for less than a stop at most California stations, and enjoyed a wonderful albeit chilly day in nearby Zion NP. The station is conveniently located, with a pretty easy entry and egress to the main drag.

«Excuse me, do you work at the tire place?»
«No. I’m just some guy»
We drive up to the tire shop, and suddenly «Just Some Guy» shows up at our window saying sarcastically, «Oh. So you’re putting me to work.»
That’s when we should have left. All we needed was someone to quickly check the tire pressure to ensure we weren’t low before we headed out on the open road through the hot desert back to California. Instead what we got was a sarcastic, rude man who claimed to know more than the dealership («yea never go by the PSI information on the inside of your car, they just want you to have a smooth ride, and you’ll get terrible gas mileage.» I’m not really sure I understand his logic here.) At the next tire shop we stopped at in Hurricane after our tire pressure light turned on, we learned that he had over inflated the tires to max PSI as if the vehicle was carrying 2500 lbs, when usually the vehicle carries about 1200 lbs.
Needless to say, «Just Some Guy» guy was just looking for a good laugh when he was bored (or he genuinely had no idea what we was talking about.) Either way, avoid this place if you can!

I love this gas station! (It’s a Shell.) We stop here every time we come through Springdale/​Zion. On our first visit, we decided to buy some cowboy hats. We aren’t 10^th generation Americans, and this was our first time EVER to Utah and a national park, so this was an exciting moment for us. :)
There was a woman working here who took it as her mission to find me the best hat in the entire store. She was bringing them out from the back, putting them all on me with various other accessories… I thought I was on Rodeo Drive, not Springdale, UT!
There was an older man at the register who, when he learned that it was our first time making this trip, took it upon himself to educate us about what was to come (like the 130mi stretch without service stations).
They were so friendly and helpful, and we just had a blast in there. Somehow, filling up my car before we head out that morning turned into so much more. Don’t you love when that happens? That’s what makes roadtrips worth it.