Curtis and his wife spent their one-year wedding wedding anniversary at Half Moon Bay, between San Francisco and Santa Cruz on the California coast. Sitting up on a sand bluff at the State Beach, they popped a cork on a bottle of champagne and enjoyed the view. When it came time to leave Curtis stood up, brushed the sand off his pants, and felt his wedding ring fly off his finger into the sand.
They search fruitlessly for the ring in the sand, even using a metal detector they borrowed from the park ranger. Curtis came back the next day with a shovel and kitchen strainer and sifted big piles of sand, but still couldn’t find the ring. The situation was looking grim until they found TheRingFinders web site.
I met Curtis at the beach today. He showed me exactly where they were sitting, about halfway up the steep sand bluff. The small open area where they had been sitting was surrounded by ice plant. I could see the piles of sand that Curtis had made with his shovel the day before.
I used my metal detector to thoroughly search the area where they had been sitting. The sand was shallow here, because Curtis had already dug down to the hardpan layer. Next I expanded out to the surrounding ice plant. I only found one metal hit anywhere near where they had been sitting, just a piece of an old aluminum can.
I knocked down the piles of sand that Curtis had made, but didn’t find the ring, so I started working my way down the bluff. About 20 minutes into the hunt, I got just my second metal hit of the day. It was very deep, about 8 inches down, and registered as an older, pure copper penny, but when I finally dug down deep enough there was Curtis’s ring. His first anniversary was saved!
Although he lost his ring up where he is standing, near the top of the bluff, we found it about six feet down the bluff where my metal detector is lying.
It’s a very nice ring! Good thing we found it.