Trombone. I actually didn't play for all the years I was in Ottawa (grad school and tutoring are something of a time-hog), but I went back to the City Band when I moved to Kelowna. I thought I'd be worse than I turned out to be, but I actually remembered what all the little squiggle marks on the page went, and my upper range hadn't atrophied as much as I'd feared.
And then Canada Day was the last concert for the year. Still, six weeks of playing is better than no weeks, especially after 9 years of letting the horn rust.
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