Maine lobsterman Doug Goodale knew the storm was getting worse. He could tell by the churn of the water in Wells Harbor and the way the gulls screamed and flew in a panic of tight circles. Undaunted, and like he’d done hundreds of frigid mornings before, he boarded his 20-foot purple boat nicknamed "Barney" and negotiated the Atlantic’s 10-foot waves to make a living.
Doug and Becky’s bedroom is yet another getaway. "The bathroom is so amazing that my daughters even try to slip in and use it," Becky says with a laugh. "Doug loves the balcony off the bedroom, where he can sit, drink coffee and view the woods behind us. It makes us feel as though we’re in an alpine lodge."