Man I wish I was in the right time/mind frame of my life to be tripping in the middle-of-no-where again (glad I did it). I remember many times going squid-jigging. I was an expert squid-jigger. I always out squid-jigged everyone around me. Put me in front of an isolated wharf (with a bright light eliminating the murk) and within the time frame of an hour before the peak of the rising tide and an hour of the ebb I'd always catch a few beasts.