There are two times of day that are truly spiritual. I don't mean it in a religious way.  I mean it in a "human beings who have a soul and still feel feelings" way.  

They are dawn and dusk. 

And I swear, when I go fishing, I feel connected to those spiritual feelings of dawn and dusk even more poignantly. Much as those who meditate or find inner bliss from yoga, I find fishing on a late spring evening mighty sublime.