There are reasons to love this time of year and reasons to hate it. At any given time the waters can erupt with big bass chasing any variety of bait. But as far as the conventional ruels of fishing, all bets are off. It no longer matters what the tide is or whether it's day or night. It can be sand eels one day and bunker the next. Second time out in a row that I couldn't catch fish. Had one short bass, but even after trying a diamond jig, a Hopkins, a jointed needlefish (replicates a sand eel), and my trusty deep-swimming plug, I couldn't get anything to hit. I could feel the lure bouncing off the bait. Couldn't make out the bait, though.