A longtime friend and former pastor recently invited me to provide worship music and campfire music at a retreat for people of “a certain age.” The folks were delightful.
Here’s an irony. I mostly play banjo when I play “out,” and you form different callouses when you play banjo. The strings are lighter, you hit them at a different angle, and you almost never use your pinky.
So I’m glad to say that leading choruses and hymns in 5 sessions, plus playing for about 45 minutes at a campfire, I only developed one small blister – on my pinky.
A few days later, I played guitar for an hour and a half straight at a singalong I usually take my banjo to, and – except for my pinky, my guitar callouses are pretty much “back.”
Plus my right hand is getting used to flatpicking and 6-string fingerpicking again.
Maybe something fun is in store!
