I’d only been home for an hour from my first recovery for the day when I recieved a call from Henry who was still on the beach where he had just lost his platinum wedding ring.. here we go again I thought..
Unfortunately I was halfway through changing a blown head gasket on my ute when the first call had come in and hadn’t got any further with it after getting home from recovering Cambell’s lost ring when Henry called. I told Henry he’d need to be a little patient as I would be coming to his rescue by pushbike! I eventually caught up with him and on Brighton Beach about two hour’s later.
Henry and a friend had marked the location where they had been fishing when the ring was lost which made things a lot easier.
I began a grid search and about four or five passes back and forth and bingo – right no’s, right sound, right ring equals Henry all smiles again..
Love what I do..