Pascal and his family were visiting the White Mountains back in August and up on visiting a well known swimming area where his farther wedding band that he wore on his neck would be lost. In October I talked to his wife and she informed me of the Situation and informed her that nothing was guaranteed but I would go take a look around before the storm was supposed to hit. I look for about 2 hours that day and didn’t have any luck. 20 days after my initial search I had to go by the area the ring was lost in on my way to run some errands and gave it another go, I looked for about another hour and a half or so before the snow storm was supposed to hit and, bingo just as I was getting ready to throw in the towel lol there it was the signal from the Minelab gods we all like to here and the TID said it all. Pascals fathers ring is now backwhere it belongs.