I yelled out to Ben who had gone for a walk down the beach. He started to walk back, at first in disbelief but then broke into a run as he saw others beachgoers crowding around me for a ‘geez at the booty’ and realised that wasn’t for no good reason.
Ben called to ask if I could find his lost wedding ring..
“No problem Ben.. see you there in an hour” I’d replied.
When I met Ben I asked him to show me where he thought he’d been when he launched a tennis ball along the beach for his dog to chase. As he’d done this his precious had shot off his finger and he had not seen where it went.
After assessing the likely physics his ring had experienced I began a ‘reverse’ search working my way back through the loss area to where he’d thrown it from.
About half way back and right on the water line I got a nasty surprise when I excavated a bottle cap.. buried in a bag of unused stinking prawn fishing bait. Yuk.. of course I don’t use gloves when searching at the beach and discovered the prawns after the cap!
Only two search lines later and right at the waterline also (about 3 m from the prawns) there it was.. Ben’s precious…
As you can see in the photos he was pretty darn happy about getting it back where it belonged. He assured me he’d be leaving it at home in future..
My pleasure Ben.. anytime!