Before leaving Kamiah, I stopped at the grocery store and at the auto parts store. This particular NAPA had the strobe light I wanted (bright enough to reflect off a street sign in front of me from 100 feet away, in broad daylight). With the addition of some groceries, the wagon is now fully provisioned.
At the grocery store, I ran into several nice folks, including a retired horse logger who looked like he was itching to pick up the lines again.
For the first couple of hours, traffic on the highway was a real bugger. When enough logging trucks got the word that there was a slow moving vehicle ahead, everyone slowed down and was more careful.