Unfortunately with all the telemarketers calling, I usually let my calls go directly to voicemail and if they leave a message, I know it’s usually not a salesperson. Well one of those calls was from David. He lost his wedding ring bagging up leaves; he was pretty sure it was in a compost collection bag with a bunch of leaves. Piece of cake, this is going to be an easy one!
It’s always difficult to gauge the traffic around Philly, so I like to leave a tad sooner – better early than late I say. And this was the case here, I arrived about 15 minutes too early and received no answer at his door, fortunately David was right on time. After some quick introductions we got down to business. David told me the story of how he was bagging his leaves and when he was pretty sure that his ring when he lost his wedding ring, as it had slipped off like that before. We tried to retrace his steps the day he lost his ring and he showed me all the spots in his yard, where he work, but hopefully the lost ring was in one of six bags of leaves.
I saw the bags sitting in his garage and they were even numbered. David numbered them in order that he remembered bagging them. I was ready to get to work and find this ring; this should be done in a few minutes. I was thinking to myself that I wished they were all like this – nice dry conditions, not too cold, dry leaves in bags, this is great!
First I moved the bags out to a clean patch of grass, so that I had no metallic interference. I then started to scan all around the bags, tip them over and check the bottoms…which one contained the ring? Well, none of them did and that’s when that “easy peasy” feeling left me. I proceeded to empty one bag of leaves, as I had a hit, spread them out and detected them, but it was a false signal. So I had to regroup and start on Plan B, the yard. Things did not look so rosy anymore, but who ever said finding a lost item was easy.
I grabbed my rucksack and headed over to the front yard, nothing left to do but execute the classic grid pattern and mark them with my little orange flags. I set my detector to discriminate out most other metals, except for gold. On my detector, the Garrett AT Pro, unfortunately this setting also includes bottle caps, pull tabs and those annoying little aluminum snippets from house siding. You really have to listen to the quality of the tone, someday I’ll get a fancy detector. I received a few hits, although some were good, they were too deep. I always want to dig them, but since I am here on a service I had to pass them by – you never know what else lies down below.
The daylight was fading fast, so I had to pick up the pace. Then, right near where David said to look, I had a sweet sounding hit; even before I bent down I could see the glint of gold as I moved the blades of grass to one side with my coil! SUCCESS!!! It was a nice sized ring, still very clean and polished.
David was happy with the recovery and I was relieved that everything had worked out in the end. I am often just as disappointed and frustrated as the people who hired me, when I cannot recover their lost item. I love to see the smiles on their faces when I can show them the recovery – which usually hold great sentimental and or monetary value.
We talked for a bit afterwards and I found out that David used to fly on the same helicopter I work on – the CH-47, aka the Chinook. He told me one particular exciting story of a Chinook ride during his tour in Vietnam; I enjoyed relaying his experience to my coworkers.
I am also very grateful for his generous finder’s fee, which came just in time for the holidays and ended my Ring Finder’s work for the year on a high note.
Several months ago I received a call from Trisha. She lost a ring several years ago in the yard of a friend in Levittown Pa. We texted back & forth and set up a date. The day before we were to look for the ring she sent me a message that there was a problem and she would get back to me. She kept in touch.
This week she texted and asked what my availability was. We agreed on Sunday morning at 8 am. I started packing up my truck at 6:30, and it starts pouring. Ok, better pack my rain gear and switch my detector to waterproof.
We met, and it is raining. I put on my bright yellow rain gear, pants, and jacket. I look like I am going to be on the show Deadliest Catch. Trisha takes me to the area that she believes the ring is located in. She was playing volleyball with friends and went to serve the ball. When she hit the ball, her ring went flying. She had warned me that there are a lot of bottle caps and pull tabs in the area, she was right!! Her husband had looked several years ago with a metal detector and didn’t have any luck.
About 10 minutes into the search her friends said that she was in a different area of the yard. So I expanded my search. 2 spoons, and several trash targets later I get the tone I am listening for. About an inch down in the dirt is a beautiful gold & ruby ring.
Trica comes running down off of the porch, and I get a very big hug. She then explains the history of the ring. The ring is her best friends mothers ring. It was given to Trica after the mother past away. Her best friend had an identical ring made while her mother was still living. She hasn’t been able to tell her friend that she lost the ring. She just saw her friend yesterday, and she was still wearing the identical ring. Trisha now says that she will tell her friend the story of her ring. So much sentimental value.
Trisha stated when we met before the search that the rain would bring good luck. She also reminded me that when we first spoke on the phone that I said if the ring was in the yard, that I would find it!!
I love my hobby!!!
If you have lost a metal item, don’t waste your time renting or buying a metal detector. It takes years of practice to learn what a metal detector is trying to tell you. Call a professional.
Last week, a kayaker lost his wedding ring after slipping and falling into the bay while launching at the shoreline during low tide. After he and some others tried searching for it this week with no success, I hit the beach this weekend to try my best to reunite him with with his precious ring.
Good information is key to a successful hunt, and I asked him to get some satellite photos where he was, and circle the place he thought it could be. I headed to the beach before I got any answer, and searched anyway. I did my best to guess based on other factors, where I thought it could be.
I hunted for some time before I realized I missed the email, and he had sent me info and pictures that were key to finding it.
He wrote: “I will say another ring finder did a search of the area on Thursday and was unable to find anything. The tide at this beach is enormous. Probably 80ish feet of beach disappears at high tide. Looks like low tide is at 3:48pm this afternoon, if you do still want to look. I will attach some images that may help. The image with the green kayak at the shoreline is where I slipped and it must have come off my finger. But the tide could have taken it anywhere. The big tree stump doesn’t seem to move as well as the flat and curved driftwood I highlight in the image. I was between these two landmarks circled in red at the shoreline where you can see the other kayak in the background. The ring is made of palladium by the way, a member of the platinum family. The tide was somewhere around midway between high and low when I fell in. It will be much further out, as you will see, at 3:48 than it was in this photo.”
He also provided me with a crucial picture that he had taken that day. In it you can see the area he launched from, and some static landmarks.
After hunting another 45 mins or so, I FOUND IT!
Remember, time is of the essence when it comes to finding your precious belongings! Don’t give up hope, and give me a call or email me please! I want to help you find your rings, and your smiles!
So, the amazing wasp sting was not the only excitement from the 4th! The final chapter was closed today – and E and I can breathe a sigh of relief.
On Saturday, July 1, the day could not have started off any better, kids playing and getting along. Then Stacy Van Iten, Bob, and myself heard the “oh no!” from Erica. Drop…..splash……in goes her wedding ring, to the bottom of the lake of the ozarks! Lucky for us, it was less than 10′ under the dock. Unlucky for us, it was Ozark water.
No sweat, we have insurance. I looked for it with a colander for a while sifting through inches of leaves, nothing. We tried a magnet, no luck. We had an offer to wait till the water recedes and use a metal detector – good plan! We go on about our weekend with great friends.
Fast forward to July 3, we are on our way home, and reality set in. The ring meant more to us than a replacement, the engagement, the wedding, and the anniversary band! Tears started flowing down her cheek – I had to do more.
I called the local dive shop and hired them to dive down to search for it. I drove all the way home, turned around and drove back down to the lake to meet the diver in the morning of July 4th. JJ went down with scuba gear with no luck – over an 1.5 hour dive.
I was disheartened, but needed to do more. I get on https://theringfinders.com/ and search for all the individuals listed in MO: called and talked to a gentleman in Lee’s Summit, Warrensburg, and Cape Girardeau. It was only when I spoke to Paul J. Miederhoff that I was assured he could find it. He actually told me “piece of cake” and to tell Erica he will find her ring! Wow – let’s do it I thought!
On July 5th, Paul starts his journey to the lake. He arrives and it is raining so he waits a while. He dives for 2 hours with a metal detector no luck. Since he was so far away, I agreed to get him a hotel. He text me that night saying he would find it in the morning, “I am confident” he reassures me. At this point, erica and I were planning for the worse case scenario – buying a new ring.
On July 6th, Paul again show up to start the search. He dives and pulls of plenty of debris, nuts, and bolts. I go about my day at work, in meetings here and there. I walk back to my desk and my phone is ringing, it was Bob. I thought he was calling to tell me that Paul was done and they could not find it. He asks me “did I get his text” I said “what text?” He asked me to check to see if it was the ring, I was absolutely blown away – THEY FOUND IT!
A gentleman I had never met before, not paid a dollar – drove over 200 miles to search for a wedding ring that plunged into LOZ! “Piece of Cake” Paul saved a really important piece of “us”!
Thank you Paul J. Miederhoff of The Ring Finders. If you know anyone that loses a ring, please have them get on RF and search for someone in their area to help! We lucked out and found Paul!
A special thanks Bob, Stacy, Al, Dottye, Jim, Brett, and Brooke for putting up with the craziness that ensued after we lost the ring!
Photo 1: Picture of “Piece of Cake” Paul and Erica – he drove all the way to Liberty and even agreed to meet us at Nile’s T-ball game!
Photo 2: And the ring back in it’s rightful place!
Today I received an urgent request from Melody, who lost her engagement ring over the weekend. Luckily I was able to rush out to look as soon as we spoke. Me and the dog hit the road!
Me and the treasure dog, Cyril, teamed up to search. He seemed more interested in eating grass and rolling around in smelly stuff than looking for diamonds, but I still consider him my lucky charm. After a short hunt… SUCCESS!!!
Melody did the right thing by reaching out for my help promptly, after searching… with no success, for her beautiful platinum and diamond ring. She provided me with the details that my detector and I needed to quickly find her ring in a highly trafficked area, where it could have been “lost” forever if someone found it before us. Time is of the essence when it comes to recovering lost jewelry!
Not every search is a success, so it was great confidence booster to happily reunite Melody with this important, beautiful ring! And Cyril couldn’t care less!
Bridgette lost her ring at an RV park near Lafayette. She was playing volleyball at the time. After she, her husband and several friends searched the court without success, they looked for expert help. At first, her husband had a hard time believing people really do look for other’s lost jewelry. After he accepted the fact, he called Sid. Sid was heading out of town, so he had him call Carrie to help out. Carrie enlisted her son, James to help her. James had been on only one other hunt with her, finding his first and only pull tab. It had rained during the night and there was more volleyball played on the court, probably driving the ring deeper.
Carrie and James took the 30 minute drive to the site. After clearing security, getting a description of the ring (a white gold, antiqued diamond ring) from Bridgette and answering questions from other park guests, many of whom had helped search the night before, Carrie and James began. The area was real clean and within 10 minutes, James got his first strong signal. Four inches down was the ring. The look on Bridgette’s, and James’, faces were priceless. Way to go James. I don’t think we will have any trouble getting James to help us again. Thank you Bridgette for the generous reward. This helps us continue to put smiles on people’s faces. By the way, this was Carrie’s turn to find only a pull tab.
This week I received a call from an arborist from Bainbridge Island. He and his tree maintenance crew were doing some work at a customer’s property, limbing trees, when he noticed he was missing his prized ring.
It was a custom ring made of silver with two diamonds and a large sapphire, designed for him by a friend with the purpose of harnessing the spiritual powers of the gemstones. It is called Vedic Astrology, also known as Jyotish Astrology.
The belief is, that certain stones, worn by the right person, under the correct circumstances, can increase that person’s success in life and business, etc.
Naturally it was a hard loss for him, and he rushed to buy a metal detector and searched for days on the property, to no avail.
When I arrived I saw a huge pile of wood chips that the tree crew had made when disposing of the limbs, and I had a bad feeling that it could have gone through the chipper. After he and the home owner and I spread the piles throughout the property, my suspicion was confirmed by my metal detector.
I found the ring, in 2 pieces! It was missing one diamond and the sapphire, but fortunately there was one diamond still remaining!
Since my detectors can’t find loose gemstones, we sifted the chips for some time, and he and the homeowner will be going through the chips as time allows. Who knows, maybe they will find them someday!
If not, he can rest assured knowing the full magic of his ring wasn’t lost, and the lost gems were reclaimed by the earth that provides him his livelihood.
Today, I’d say it was a draw, in this case of Ringfinder vs. woodchipper… But the arborist was glad to be reunited with it and he may have the mangled silver ring made into a new ring, to hold the diamond that was recovered.
While the little kids were out hunting for eggs, us big kids were out hunting for lost treasures!
Today I helped to find a woman’s gold wedding band lost while doing yard work. She provided good info and a quick hunt led us to the ring in one of the first places we looked! Found in under 10 minutes! I suspect they could have even found it without me but they were very appreciative and generous in rewarding me for my efforts. Thanks again!
Just a reminder that time is of the essence when it comes to finding your precious belongings! Don’t give up hope, and give me a call or email me please! I want to help you find your rings, and your smiles! 🙂