Hit in the head playing volleyball at moonlight beach, Encinitas. After looking for a time, they give up.
Later that day one of the Lady’s finds me on TheRingFinders.com and gives me a call. With area known I go down and dig , staples, small nails, one junk toe ring. I call back and asked a bit more. Thinking how far could it have gone. She said she watched it fly off her left shoulder. We meet the next day to discover NO DETECTOR will pick it up. Testing the one she brought.
What ? Ok time to call the troops in. I call my partner, Curtis Cox and and friend Stan Ross from up north. Stan and I come up with an idea, strianers.
Three RingFinders on their hands and knees sifting the volleyball court. 1 1/2 hrs and it comes up in Stan Ross’s sifter the othe way from what we had been told. As we try to figure out how it was there, when she got hit she turned to her right. It did fly off her left shoulder but to the right 6′.
This was a TEAM HUNT, 2 sifter $120.00. We weren’t gona miss this.
Tiny White gold , open, not detectable.
Closed was detectable. Great lesson.
Monday morning get a frantic phone call, I am at Becons beach and my girlfriend dropped her ring. I am only five min away so I’ll be right over.
When I get there I see a guy walking back and forth at the bottom of the cliff. Grab the detector and head down. I meet Scott and he tells me he’s been looking for two days with a rented detector.
It’s late morning and the beach is gettin more and more people coming down. I grid 100′ X 50′ for a couple hours but no ring, few coins and hand full of trash. I tell him I will come back at sunset and bring my partner Curtis Cox.
5:00 pm I go down onto the beach to meet up with Scott again, I tell him Curtis is on his way and I start on my grid again. I cover the whole area again but slower, Curtis shows up and starts working the area we believe it to be in.
After he works over close to me, I stop to tell Scott I need to shut down and let Curtis work over this area, cause he’ll find it. 15 seconds later Curtis breaks out laughing, shakeing his scoop with a ting ting ting. He couldn’t even speak. Two days of heart break is washed away with cheers from all the people on the cliff watching the sunset and us…
On Monday, a lady named Allison called and asked if I could find her platinum/diamond ring that she lost in the surf at Swami’s beach in Encinitas, Ca. I told her I’d give it my best shot and we arranged to meet that evening. My wife and I took the 1/2 hour drive and arrived about 6:30 to find Allison already there with her daugher in tow. She explained how she took her daughter into the surf the previous afternoon and felt it slip from her finger as they played in the shallow water. The ring was quickly covered and she couldn’t find it. She had a pretty good idea as to location so I started my search in the middle of “ground zero” and worked my way each way of that. After an hour or so of parallel passes from dry sand to 3 feet deep water and nothing to show but one piece of scrap metal, I decided to work a pattern the other way and search parallel to the beach instead. I started in the deepest water I planned on searching and at the end of one pass I got a nice clear signal. As the surf calmed and water cleared between waves, I spotted half a ring jutting out of the sandy bottom and as I reached for it, a wave rolled through and obscured my vision again. I tried grabbing for it several times only to have it slip through my fingers with each wave that passed. After pinpointing it again, I made another grab for it and had it in my hand when a larger wave hit me and gave me a good drenching. I managed to hang on to it this time and was able to look it over to verify it matched the photo of Allison’s ring that she had showed me earlier. Heading back to the beach where the women were waiting, it was hard to keep a straight face as I displayed it on my little finger! Smiles all around as Allison made a phone call to share the good news.