About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A delivery driver pulled up to Railroad Pass Propane one morning, frowning as he eyed the old sign above the pumps. ‘What’s with that “propane” bit?’ he muttered, thinking aloud. Suddenly, the gas gauge on his truck spiked to full without him adding a drop. The delivery driver blinked in surprise and glanced around suspiciously. Just then, an old man hobbled out from behind the counter, grinning broadly. 'Welcome to Railroad Pass,' he said cheerfully. 'We’ve been filling trucks with more than just propane for years!'
2. A sign on the door of Railroad Pass Propane read: ‘Closed for Lunch, 12–2 PM Sharp.’ But every afternoon at exactly 1:30 PM, an old man in a plaid shirt would appear and ask for propane—even though no one had ever seen him leave. One day, a delivery driver asked curiously, ‘Sir, how do you use so much propane without ever leaving?’ The old man smiled mysteriously and replied, ‘Son, I don’t use it; I just like watching people fill up my tank!’ Everyone laughed, realizing that maybe some things are better left as Railroad Pass Propane’s little secret.
3. A neighbor stopped by Railroad Pass Propane one afternoon, muttering under his breath as he filled up his grill tank. He noticed an old man standing outside, pointing at the sky and laughing. The neighbor raised an eyebrow but shrugged it off. Just then, a delivery driver walked in, rubbing his head and muttering something about a mischievous crow. The old man burst out laughing again, pointing towards the sky. When asked what was so funny, he simply replied, 'That bird knows more about our propane prices than any weather app!'
4. A sign on the door of Railroad Pass Propane read: ‘Out of Propane, In for Coffee’. Inside, a regular was telling the delivery driver about his latest fishing trip while sipping on a steaming cup of coffee. The neighbor popped in to ask if they had any matches left—turns out he’d accidentally used up the last of his lighter fluid trying to barbecue hot dogs earlier that week. With a smile and a shake of the head, the owner replied, ‘We’re in for coffee now, but maybe next time you’ll remember us!’