Surfing is an ongoing journey, it’s a whole lotta fun and I love being out there with my kids. What’s the wind doing today, what’s the water temp, where can I fit this in to my day?” Stephen “Buckethead” Coon grew up on New York Avenue. “I used to be able to check the waves by lifting my head off the pillow,” said Stephen.People build their lives around surfing, and Cape Mayans, being so connected to the sea, are no exception. “The first time you stand up on a board you think you’re a surfer until you realize you know nothing.
Surfing was probably born in the Polynesian culture of the eastern and south Pacific.
The exact timeline of when men first paddled into the surf on planks of wood is uncertain, but it’s a good guess that the modern version of surfing was perfected in Hawaii.
“All I had to do was look out the window; if it was high tide I could see the waves, if it was low tide I had to get up and look.
My room was on the third floor, so if I could see the waves from the second floor, it was really good. There used to be a jetty at Trenton and it used to be a good break.
“If you lived in Cape May you hung at the beach, and if you were at the beach you surfed. In the 70s surfing was growing; we hit it at a great time. Surfing has given me great friendships and taken me on great trips.” Sue Lotozo has the stoke.
We used to walk down the street to go surfing and then walk home. fit=600,399&ssl=1" class="size-medium wp-image-799 jetpack-lazy-image" title="mike owens surf pics mike" src="https://i1com/ Photo by Susie Owen." width="300" height="199" data-recalc-dims="1" data-lazy-src="https://i1com/ Through high school surfing became who I was, I suppose. Sue was a 40-year-old mom watching her daughter surf the Cove at Cape May’s western-most edge and decided she wanted to try it.
“My dad was one of the first surfers in town,” said Steve. My dad owned a store across from the beach, and he sold sundries.
He was so into surfing that in 1962 he made the store into a surf shop and called it ‘Steger Sun and Surf Shop.’ ” Steger even has a stretch of beach at the end of Perry Street in front of his former store named for him; good surfing beach, too.
The birth of surfing in Cape May is just as mysterious but perhaps less romantic.
Steve Steger, whom I might be so bold as to describe as a living local legend, claims his father was one of Cape May’s original surfers.