Wednesday morning, I was just sitting down with my first cup of coffee when I got a desperate phone call from Brittany. She was collecting sea shells at the water’s edge Monday night and had a wave strip her wedding band from her finger. She was able to clutch her hand to save the engagement ring before it too slipped away. Brittany told her husband David what had just happened. They frantically looked into the water but it was gone. This was not a way to start their honeymoon. After a time Brittany accepted the loss and continued to look for shells. David was upset and walked a short distance to a lifeguard stand stationed on the beach. He could still see Brittany in the darkness looking for sea shells.
After Brittany’s call I researched tides and saw that low tide was right now. I told her that I would be there in 40 minutes. Meeting Her and David at the beach, they showed me the area they were certain the white gold wedding band would be. I had them rub their left earlobe for luck with the “Ring Gods” homage. They watched on as I grid searched a 30 yard square. Every target I dug had them looking on with anticipation, only to lower their heads with every pull tab I removed from the sand. They were certain that I should expand the grid to the north. Again, no luck. After two plus hours of swinging I needed to go to work. I assured them I would return that afternoon to catch the next low tide cycle. Before leaving the beach I asked David to walk back to the lifeguard stand to be sure of his perspective that night. David felt like we were searching too far north.
Jim Wren (TRF. North Myrtle Beach) joined me that afternoon to help cover a larger area quickly. Jim covered an area that I had searched earlier and I worked a grid closer to the lifeguard stand. Working a grid to the water’s edge, with no luck, I moved farther up the slope of the beach. I got a nice signal on my Excalibur and dug up a beautiful gold wedding band. Walking over to Brittany and David, I asked if it was important to them that we find this ring. I asked David that if we found it, would he get on his knees and propose to Brittany again. YES! was his answer. I then handed him Brittany’s wedding band and told him to get on his knees. Hugs and Laughter ensued. (“The Ring Dance”). After the excitement, David dropped to a knee and placed the ring on Brittany’s finger. People on the beach erupted with cheers. Honeymoon rescued!
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