Thank you so much Luke, you are our hero, you are good kind soul, words can’t express our appreciation. You helped us to retrieve something so special to our lives and our family. To anyone who has lost a ring don’t loose hope. Luke helped to keep me positive and keeping that hope and it worked, he found it for us! Thank you again from the bottom of our hearts.
Sometimes problems randomly come your way. Sometimes you create them by your own hand and they smack you in the face. For Brandon that hand that created his problem, now sat hovering over a keyboard. The word Brandon was searching for escaped his vocabulary. So he asked Google “what do you call a person who metal detects?” “A detectorist “, Google answered. Brandon now had a title to call someone who metal detects. Now he needed a name to go with that title. Google gave him mine and Brandon called me. Brandon asked me if I am able to be hired or rent out my metal detector? I told him “I was a professional metal detector specialist and yes you can hire me”. Continuing the conversation we discussed his situation. Without hesitating Brandon told me he threw his ring, and no he wasn’t playing baseball. After setting up a date a few days ago, I finally made it out to his house. We sized up the search area, which was on the other side of the street in the neighbor’s yard. After swinging over all of the bushes Brandon showed me his best guess as to the splash down spot of the ring. I grid searched that area. Then began to grid search the two conjoined yard of Brandon’s neighbors. After Brandon had to take off to an a.m. appointment, his neighbor and I had a friendly conversation while I searched. Just as we were discussing the economy, I got a solid 20-21 vdi. Looking down I could see a dark rim poking through the grass. With complete shock and disbelief picked up his ring and realized his ring sat where it landed in the middle of the yard for a month. Lawn mowers, rain, and people all had been near and on top of that ring. However it remained untouched until I swung over it. What a crazy story that ring could tell if it could talk. Happily ever after would be it’s final words as Brandon slipped it back on his finger. Thank you man for trusting in The Ring Finders. Also being so happy, even after I did a Chris Turner fake out on you while giving the ring back.
Corrinne said she was desperate, her eyes were red from crying for two hours. I couldn’t see her eyes because we were talking on the phone. Although in her trembling voice I could hear a broken heart. I knew what I needed to do. Head straight to her and her husband Mike, and do what we Ring Finders do best…Find lost wedding rings. In the fading hours of the day I drove to Pend Oreille river and vowed to find Corrinnes lost wedding ring. We headed towards the other side of the channel which was a short boat ride. Mike and Corrinne both gave great directions on where to search. First I snorkeled and detected and then scuba detected. As night fell like a ring slipping off a finger into dark water, the hope of a recovery drifted into the blackness. I had to stop the search, 1000 psi in the scuba tank and no more strength to keep going. We were the last boat on the lake that night. Tired and distraught we all packed up and headed home. Remembering my vow I woke up the next morning and retraced my steps back to Springy Point camp ground on the Pend Oreille River. Corrinne and Mike showed up shortly after I arrived and we all had a very positive mindset. Mike took us on a quick boat ride over to the other side and parked where they were yesterday. Mike looked out on the water and said “here is your search area Luke”. So I got my scoop and detector and started to grid search along the shoreline. Mike was snorkeling in the deep section where I had been yesterday. I knew I needed to eliminate the shallow water before going back to the deep water. Just as Corrinne showed up on the bank I made a turn in my grid line by an old stump. My pocket was full of pull tabs already and as I turned I got another signal of 13-14. But as I sifted the sand through the scoop a rim of a ring sparkled in between the small stones. I honestly thought I had dug up a different ring . As I reached for the ring, the ring fell over in the scoop. I then caught a glimpse of Corrinne’s one carat diamond. The pure sound of joy erupted from my mouth. The fishermen on the other side jumped a little because of the sudden sound. Corrinne knew what I found and held out her hands to hold her wedding ring she has had for 15 years. Mike was still floating in the deep and only heard a muffled sound. So Corrinne and I yelled louder. His head popped up and he saw our smiles and he knew what all the yelling was about. Hugs, fist bumps, and photos, we all celebrated a Ring Finders Happy ending.
Austin had found an oasis located in Waikiki Springs Trailhead. With its majestic green valley floor and gentle sloped mountains this park never stops delivering breathtaking landscapes. To add to the tranquillity of the park, a little river called the Little Spokane river offers its cool water to any hot and tired hiker. This little river is where Austin had taken his wife and mother to beat the summers heat. While playing in the shallow waters Austin had climbed and crawled through river rock. He also swam in a deep pool and waded in shoulder high waters. All this fun came to an end and Austin and his family went home. As Austin started fidgeting with his ring on his ring finger, he noticed a vacant groove where the ring had been for a year. Retracing his steps and looking back at pictures they had taken that day, Austin knew the ring was lost in the water. Austin began to think about how to recover his wedding ring. A few searches on Google allowed him to find a guy who has an underwater metal detector. Austin and I spoke a few days later and after work I geared up and headed to the park. We both grabbed my gear and made the 1/2 mile long walk to the waters edge. I had asked Austin about where he thought he was swimming. Then I began to grid search the area. I searched around the deep pool, the chest high water and in the fast current where Austin was playing in the rocks. However no ring was found. I was wearing my wet suit but was getting rather cold and Austin had gotten out, although it was cold I don’t give up that easily. I had asked Austin to recall that day again. Sadly I had searched most of the area he was playing in. We were both ready to leave and end the search, but one last walk in the shallow water was all that was left to search. Austin was walking in front of me and I was searching behind him. I could see him reliving his actions two days ago. He stopped about 10 feet from the waters edge. I was still searching but barely. Then like lightning I got an 18,20 signal at one bar deep. Removing a white quarts stone revealed his black tungsten wedding ring. High fives and cheers erupted from the middle of the babbling brook. We both were fully relieved and ready to get out of the water. We took pictures and gathered ourselves and then had a smile filled walk, back to our cars. Austin said he had learned his lesson about wearing his ring in the water.
Like all good home owners Sarah was tending to the needs of her lawn. With her weed wacker in hand, Sarah had the forethought to stash her phone and 14k necklace in her brazier. After doing a bit of trimming by the fence Sarah walked over by a row of bushes. Her phone was needing her attention so she removed it from where it was stashed. Upon pulling the phone out the necklace that was wrapped around it got caught. With a quick tug the necklace broke. Freezing from the sudden snap, Sarah knew she shouldn’t move a muscle. Sarah called for her hubby Matt and he came over to give Sarah a pat down. After shaking her clothes, looking in and around her wardrobe, only left Sarah puzzled about where her pendant went. Both of the neighbors to the left and right came over to help, one with a metal detector and one with flood lights. Four hours went by with no luck finding the pendant. The neighbors to the left of Sarah’s house suggested she find someone to hire who had a metal detector. On the Google machine Sarah typed metal detecting services. My name and number popped up to the top of the list. A text, a phone call and the next morning, I made my way to Idaho. Arriving to Sarah’s house I met Matt and he showed me where the chain broke. Sarah had step out for a bit so I quickly got to work scanning the ground. The worst thing happened when I turned on my machine, the uncoordinated sound of EMI came through my head phones. Quickly I turned down the sensitivity, ground balanced, and ran the noise calculation. All of these adjustments proved useless. I put on a smaller coil to mitigate the EMI. Nope, the sounds of the interference still rang out. So on my hands and knees I went. With my Garret carrot I made sweeps left and right, top to bottom. This also failed to locate her pendant. Thinking maybe her pendant was flung I expanded the search while still fighting the EMI. With hopes fading I asked if she had another piece of gold that I could scan. To my surprise this test showed my detector was not able to pick up that small piece of gold. I know for a fact that the Eqinox can detect small gold so it had to be the large EMI presence killing its ability. Flipping through the frequencies didn’t help out the detector. The only remedy was to put the detector in prospecting one mode. I finally was able to get a hit on her other piece of gold. However researching the area didn’t reveal her pendant. I knew the EMI was still killing my detectors ability. So I asked if we could turn off the power to the house to cool off the underground power lines. After doing that I switched my detector to prospecting two and adjusted the sensitivity up until I got a good repeatable single on Sarah’s other piece of gold. One last search of the area where the chain broke gave me a new signal. One without EMI blocking it. With my pinpointer out I saw the unique shape of Sarah’s pendant sticking slightly out of the mud. Completely relieved I smiled and gave a fist pump at the porch where Sarah and my wife were sitting. Shocked Sarah made her way over to hold the pendant that was right under our feet. Luckily my 21 years of metal detecting experience gave me the wisdom to push past the EMI and find what was lost.
The newlyweds Ryan and Sarah were enjoying a perfect summers day at the lake. After taking a few gorgeous photographs, Ryan took a dip in the cold water of Priest lake. Taking a brief swim Ryan exited the water missing his newly received gold wedding ring. With shock and disbelief Ryan got back in the water for another swim to try and recover his ring. Borrowing a set of goggles from a nearby boater and wadding around in the four feet of water, Ryan didn’t find his ring. Let’s just say the boat ride back was quiet. After arriving to his camping trailer and sharing his news with fellow campers his mother said find a man with a metal detector. Promptly Ryan did what he was told. After reading Ryan’s text we spoke on the phone and made plans for the next morning. I headed to Priest lake early in the morning. After meeting Ryan and his wife we set sail on a pontoon boat. I jumped in the 60 degree water and was directed to the drop zone by Ryan and the other sailors on board. I was using my Equinox 800 and a guide line to keep a true search heading. In the first 30ft circle I made, I found a bullet and a crude weight. Expanding that search zone and focusing in on the northern part of my circle I made half moon shape paths. At the conclusion of that search I was very cold but not wanting to quit. So I reeled in my guide line and asked for advice on one more zone to search. I backed up away from my weight, guide line in hand and asked the crew members to tell me when to stop. They all agreed and Ryan said stop . I headed to the south for my first pass and as I made three steps I saw a perfect round object sitting in the sand. I gave the boat a huge smile and dove down to retrieve Ryan’s wedding ring. With pictures and champagne the boat crew and I celebrated . Within one week of getting his ring, Ryan had thought he had lost it forever. Within a day, he got it back. The thought of his ring being gone forever, erased by another ring finders smile.
The newly weds showing off their rings
Shawn had just about enough of the stress in his life. However Shawn knew he needed to cool down. So he went outside in the cool spring air and let his rage fly…along with his two rings. Two days later I was looking for another pair of thrown rings, when Shawn’s girlfriend asked me if I would look for Shawn’s lost ring on her property. I quickly went over the area Shawn pointed out, knowing that the flat ground wouldn’t hide a ring. Within 10 minutes I had a beep in the tall grass and with a few swipes of my pinpointer one of Shawn’s rings popped up. Sadly the largest of the two rings flew off this planet when Shawn threw it, so that one wasn’t recovered.
Excite, hopeful ,looking toward the future Sandra stood with her husband in front of their newly purchased home. As the couple took it all in the pervious owner gave them the run down on the homestead. He reminisced about growing up there and it being like new back in the 1930’s. Sandra asked the man if there was ever a water spigot further away from the home. He squinted his eyes while looking south. Raising his arm in the air his bony finger pointed toward the middle of the yard. “Somewhere over there”, he exclaimed with a precise approximation. So with that lump of information Sandra began digging. “I felt like I was digging to China” Sandra said as I began my search. See Sandra gave up on her search and found a guy with a metal detector…Me. I quickly made my grid search over Sandra’s dig site. Expanding the grid I noticed a wet patch of dirt. Low and behold a massive signal was near the wet dirt. My shovel made a loud thud as I plunged it into the wet dirt. With a quick square cut into the sod Sandra’s spigot appeared. Smiling and excited Sandra’s shed idea was becoming fully realized.
The unfortunate event of losing a ring is a memory that too many people have. Then the painstaking task of trying to find that ring permanently writes another chapter in a growing book of bad memories. Finally, all emotions concluded with hopelessness as the ring appears to be lost forever. Pease know that there are over 500 people who are willing to do everything they can to make the hopeless memories turn into unbelievably happy memories. The Ring Finders are here to help. We are metal detecting experts with detectives’ skills. We are here to listen to your story and decipher how we can use our metal detectors and other gear to get your ring back. Please see this post and know that someone is here to help. All members are active if they are on Theringfinders.com site. Your ring is unbelievably sentimental. Please let us help you find your ring. Thank you.
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I often wonder if the stories about The Ring Finders that I share with people ever stick in their memory banks. After reciving a text message about lost keys from an old co-worker, I knew that my story telling had paid off. George, the old co-worker, had been playing in the snow with his family. After a few flips and snow balls thrown, his keys went missing. George looked and dug in the snow that day and the next morning without finding the keys. As he sat in the snow pondering how to get his keys back, he remembered a guy he had worked with that metal detected. A quick text reconnected our paths and I made my way to Idaho to find his lost keys. After saying “hi” to George’s newborn baby girl, we both made our way up to where they were playing. The search area was where they had made foot prints and body prints in the two and a half feet of snow. I made a quick pass around the outside of the tracks without hearinga single signal. Near the middle of the tracks I got a negative signal. George started digging where I pinpointed. He quickly uncovered his keys. Saving George three hundred dollars for the replacement cost of his car key and seeing a friend again, was well worth the trip.