6.03 Burnt Sox

Episode Summary

Burnt Sox stumbled across hashing on Saipan in 1994 after spotting dozens of runners disappearing down a dusty island road. He soon found himself tackling coral cliffs and jungle trails, followed by bonfires and communal down-downs. Six months was enough to make him a lifelong hasher. Returning to Washington, D.C., he joined the area’s thriving 1990s hash scene and became closely involved with Mount Vernon H3 as scribe, joint master, RA and hare.

He recalls early D.C. Red Dress Runs, including moving hundreds of red-clad hashers across the Potomac in small boats, and explains how a pair of wet socks left too long in an oven produced his enduring hash name. Later assignments took him to Mexico City, where he became GM; Paraguay, where he helped found an Asunción kennel; and Cameroon, Cyprus, Cuba and Rio de Janeiro. Burnt Sox also reflects on Hash-L, starting a kennel from nothing, raising a family in the hash and why face-to-face community remains essential to hashing’s future.