Brandon G. was getting ready to go kayaking and putting on some sunscreen when his ring went flying off his hand into about 3 ft of water. Gregg Larabel, my fellow Ringfinder and I arrived at the spot before Brandon, and in about 15 minutes I had a ring in my scoop. When Brandon got there I showed him what I had found so far: a full bottle of beer, 2 pull tabs and this round thing, his ring, making for one happy guy. Got him out of the doghouse and saved another marriage. You gotta love this job!