I was halfway through my daily bike ride when my phone rang from a number I didn’t recognize. I stopped pedaling and pulled over to answer my phone and heard a ladies voice asking me, “Do you still find rings for people?”. I answered yes all the time and she went onto to explain that her daughter had lost her engagement ring in High River, Alberta. We agreed that I would meet her daughter the next day to conduct a search. Her daughter Fontanna came on the phone and explained that she had only been engaged for 2 weeks and went out to do some spring cleanup gardening and that she had lost it either in the front or back yard.
I arrived the next day and she came out to greet me send showed me the areas thought it might be. I started grid searching the front yard then the boulevard next the back yard and nothing but junk iron signals. I asked if they had retained the garbage bags from the cleanup, as that’s a common hiding place for lost rings. She explained that they had emptied the bags onto the garage floor and searched through them, I asked if I could try with my detector. On the way in the garage I noticed a bag of garbage leaning against the outside wall and asked about it, Fontanna explained, that it was just kitchen scraps and dog waste, it wouldn’t be in there. So I set up my detector to low sensitivity and iron discrimination then tested for rebar placement and tone. Next, I searched the spread out leaf litter and dry grass. I easily located tin foil bottle caps etc. but no ring. Then I searched the backyard and front yard yet again knowing it had to be somewhere on the property. Still no luck,
Fontanna’s fiancé came out of the house and asked her if we checked the garbage bag out back she again said she had no reason to believe it was in it. Since I had nowhere else to search I asked if we could check it anyway. They agreed and we dumped out the garbage bag and just as Fontanna had said, it was just kitchen scraps and dog waste, a pretty nasty pile of stuff. I scanned it with me detector and we pulled out metal items foil, a pop can, just the stuff you would expect to be in the garbage bad. I noticed a pair of work gloves and scanned them. I got a strong signal and separated them to discover it was only the left-hand glove that had a signal. With my pin-pointer probe, I narrowed the signal to the little finger of the glove. Fontanna’s very patient fiancé took the glove and cut off the end of the finger to reveal the treasured Lost Engagement Ring. It was smiles all around, another happy customer of the ring Finders. Thanks for the generous reward Fontanna.