I grew up on the water...being out at night wasn't a big thing at all. Along the Jersey shore, the ICW, the Gulf of Mexico...no problem.
Until I moved out to the Pacific Northwest.
I'll never forget the first nighttime run across Bellingham Bay during fishing season. I think that's when my hair started to go gray.
Crab pots? Meh...try GILL NETS!
Forget night vision. There's a good reason that fishing boats turn the world to daylight with all those big sodium vapor lights.