Lost wedding ring in Lake Howell, Casselberry, Florida….Found!
How many times have you put something in your pocket only to find later that it was no longer there? It happens all the time and my last call was from a young, newly married man who had this very thing happen to him. He explained how he had his 4 day old wedding ring on his finger and as he was walking down to the dock to do a little fishing he thought how terrible it would be to lose his ring while casting out over the water and he did not want that to happen. So he took off his ring and slipped it into his pocket along with his cell phone. Now that his ring was safely tucked away he walked out to the end of the dock and began to fish. It wasn’t long before someone gave him a call and he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone to answer. And the unthinkable happened as he heard his 4 day old, white gold wedding ring hit the dock and then the unmistakable sound of it dropping into the water below. Stunned and shocked he could not believe it! How could this happen and why and how was he going to tell his wife and how could he ever retrieve it? All these questions flooded into his mind and then…a thought came to him…from God, I believe. “Metal Detector!” So he typed that into his phone and theringfinders.com web site came up. He could hardly believe that there was, and is, a service that offers hope and help to people who find themselves in desperate need to find something that has been lost!
I met Julian the next morning and he showed me where he dropped his ring. He said the water was only a few feet deep but I usually take a pole with markers on it to indicate the water depth…and it showed a little over 7 feet deep. (I am learning to take all my equipment on these types of searches as I would rather have it and not need it than need it and not have it!). As we loaded my gear and walked onto the dock we spotted a large southern water snake…that looks allot like our cottonmouth or water moccasin and I assured Julian that he was just sunning himself and looking for smaller prey and I had nothing to be afraid of. I set up my ladder and tied it off to the dock and laid my scuba tank with the valve hanging over the edge. I attached my octo/regs, put on my weight belt and mask, grabbed my hand held Scuba Tector with the 6 inch coil and slowly descended into the cool murky waters. Visibility was only 10 to 12 inches so I carefully made my way to the corner piling of the dock sweeping the small detector as I went along. Targets were numerous and being as Julian had just dropped his ring the day before I figured to be looking for a surface target. The silt was minimal and I found it fairly easy going as I settled into a routine. Sweep the detector, hear a signal, feel through the top 2 inches of silt and sand and then onto the next target. It took 15 minutes of searching to find that unmistakeable feel of a large mans ring and then I slowly made my way to the surface. As I lifted my hand out of the water to show Julian his ring I could see the relief and joy on his face as he lifted his hands towards heaven and said thank you over and over again!
How can I help you find something that you’ve lost? Call or text ASAP!
Mike McInroe…blessed to be a member of theringfinders.com
Kelly called me and asked if I was available to help recover a lost wedding ring that had fallen off of a dock and into the water. Apparently while taking photos for some newly weds, Kelly had asked for the rings and the brides bouquet of flowers and had balanced the rings on the flowers in order to take a unique series of photos. And you can guessed what happened next! Somehow the brides wedding ring moved ever so slightly and slid off of the bouquet and dropped onto the wooden dock and fell directly thru a crack and into the water. It seems no one actually saw the ring hit the dock or fall through a crack but everyone spent the next 30 minutes looking for the ring and it became obvious that the ring had indeed fallen into the water below.
Jared wrote, “Hello! I wanted to reach out to let you guys know how grateful I am for Mike McInroe! What a blessing he is. Our lost ring story begins 33 years ago when my mother was pregnant with me. Due to the swelling she wasn’t able to wear her wedding ring anymore and being from the poor midwest, she felt awful not having her ring on and being pregnant. Despite their financial situation my father came home one day with a new, larger ring so she would have something to wear while she was pregnant. It wasn’t much but it meant the world to my mother! She decided while she was pregnant with me that one day she would give it to me or my spouse to wear when we were expecting our own. 33 years later, that day finally came. While she was visiting us for our baby shower in Orlando from the cold of Minnesota she brought the ring to give to my wife and to share that story with her. Heartbreakingly she never got the chance. The day she decided to give it to my wife we were all fishing off our dock in the canal. My mother was wearing the ring on her pinky finger and when she went to cast the rod–she dropped her precious ring of 33 years into the muddy water. Needless to say my mother was heartbroken– as was I for her! I searched in the water for an hour or two, to no avail, bringing up bucket after bucket of mud in a hopeless search. Meanwhile my wife was laughing at me–having no idea why in the world I would be in the water and having no idea about the ring or the family story. We did not find the ring and my mother flew home to Minnesota heart broken. (A few weeks later she bought and mailed us a ring that looked similar, feeling it was all she could do.) I was determined to find that ring! In my search to figure out how to build a pump and dredge system to dredge and sift the mud, I found theringfinders.com while searching for “How to find a ring underwater.” I emailed Mike on a Friday morning and by that evening we had a time set for the following day. The next morning I explained to Mike how the ring had been lost 4 weeks prior and showed him the dock and where we thought it might be. He said a little prayer as he climbed down the ladder into the canal and began his search. About 20 minutes later we heard the wonderful buzzing of his metal detector, picking up a strong signal. A couple of muddy scoops later and with a huge grin on his face, he pulled the ring out of his muddy sifter. Mike was an amazing spirit and a blessing to come and find our lost ring. We had our baby just a few short days after finding the ring and I can’t wait to surprise my mother when she comes down to meet the baby and to find out we found her ring–the ring she had been holding for 33 years!
