I started the morning off as usual checking emails and text messages on Tuesday morning. I noticed an email on my phone. Daniela reached out to me for some help locating her white gold engagement ring that she lost on Sunday. She left a phone number that was for her office in Connecticut. I left a voice mail, then sent her an email as well. That was probably a good thing as I was under the assumption that she had returned home from her vacation in Myrtle Beach. Daniela called me back shortly afterwards and explained all the incidentals to the loss of the ring. Daniela lost her ring in the shallow water near high tide. I explained with confidence that I should be able to locate this ring if it has not already been found by another metal detectorist.
I arrived at the location that afternoon around 1:30 to chase the last hour of a falling tide. When I spoke with Daniela earlier in the day, I told her to rub her left earlobe and say a prayer around 2:00. I mentally pictured the search area as 80 yards by 25 yards to the water’s edge. I ran the 80 yard grid line leaving a heavy mark in the sand with my sand scoop. I turned around to walk the 80 yards back, 5 feet from the last grid line, making sure to overlap my swing pattern. On the return path there was a lady digging a large hole in the sand to create a tidal pool for her little children. I joked with her about finding lost treasure as I passed by. I was about 10 feet past her when I got that beautiful mid tone in the earphones of the Excalibur II. Sending the scoop to the target and dumping the contents onto the beach the lady digging the hole watched intently. I kicked the sand to spread it out. As I did this lovely engagement ring jumped from the sand pile and bounce across the sand. As I picked up the engagement ring I audibly said to myself “This is why we do what we do”. The lady digging the hole in the sand asked what I meant by that. I explained to her what I was doing and why I was there. I then told her about the wonderful group called The Ring Finders and what it has done to help people all over the world be reunited with the precious treasures that they thought were gone forever. I called Daniela from the parking lot near my truck and asked if she indeed rubbed her earlobe for luck. As she told me that she had, I told her it must have worked because I had her engagement ring in my pouch. She told me that she would be right down to meet me. Again, I thought she had returned back home. It was a lovely surprise to be able to hand this ring back to her in person. As we talked, I sent her husband David a text with a picture of the ring. I told him that I just proposed to Daniela. She was excited to say the least as she stared at the ring on her shaking hand. The Ring that her husband David placed there 12 years ago. With Daniela, David and daughter Lexi’s vacation saved, I left the beach with a smile. Daniela, thank you for the opportunity to help you with this ring search, and thank you for the generous reward. I wish you and your family “Traveling Mercies” back to Connecticut.