I'm guessing he means Bush Point, or wherever those other spots are on the beach where you can hit steelies on their way to the rivers.
The last time I tried that the wind blew so goddamn hard my spin'n'glo/hoochie combo would land on the beach behind me, with a backlash the size of a tumbleweed. I think I took a total of five casts (attempted casts) and then went home. It took my hands two hours to thaw.

Fish on...
Todd.