Strange that Ron as it means to me ....
Bright crispy cold starlit nights, calm seas and the rod top jabbing away as the whiting bite freely. Bags of fun on a carp rod, two hook flapper rig and light lead set up whether from beach, rock or pier.
or
Gales blowing, wind howling so you have to shout to your mate next to you, waves crashing into or over the breakwater, 6oz of lead hurled as far as conditions will allow, and then the wait for the jab jab pull as a codling snaffles the cocktail of peeler and lug.
either for me really but as for summer conditions no thanks.