Almost in the end of winter here in Rio de Janeiro, I received a call from Leo. He had lost his wedding band playing volleyball on a sand court.
When I got there I was met by him and his adorable wife who were really upset about the loss.
He told me he was pretty sure he had lost it on the side of the court we were standing. Actually he could swear he had seen it flying from his finger. I spent about an hour searching that side of it and found from rusted nails to a small religious silver medal, but no ring.
Going to the other side of it, swinging my coil randomly to start, within minutes I had his wedding band inside my scoop. The couple was more than happy to have it back. Afterwards the told me they really did not believe it could ever be found.
Another happy ending for a happy couple.