I like the solitude, along with the obvious advantages the night cover provides.
Other than the catching opportunities though, I like waking at 12am and staggering down the stairs half asleep without waking my wife.

I have this part perfected.

My truck is loaded the night before with all my gear, except for one thing. Putting on my headlamp and walking around to my back deck gets my heart pumping.I check the woods for bears and boogeymen, then I reach into the livewell and select about ten eels barehanded, always watching my back. I place them in the eel pot with a little ice and I'm off. The 50-60 mile commute is usually nice and easy at this time of night.No red lights, no traffic. Its clean sailing all the way. Once you hit the water its game on until 4:30 comes around. It all happens too quickly, then its back to the grind.
