On Tuesday, I got a call at about 10:31am…I did not get it. Around noon, I called the number back…no answer. Finally, at 12:30, Tyler called me. He said that he lost his white gold wedding band on the beach. I asked him if he thought it was in the water; he said no, he didn’t think so.
I arrived on the scene in Corolla a few hours later. Tyler was not sure when he lost the ring. He gave me a general area involving tossing a football near a stump in the water. The search area was about 30 yards long and just past a stump that was rapidly disappearing in the rising tide. I fired up the Deus ii and started at the water and worked up toward the parking area.
After I was convinced that I had covered the area, I began working the water. I was not prepared for a water search but went out about thigh-high. Nothing! The tide was rising too fast so we decided to come back tomorrow at low tide which would be around 12:30pm.
I arrived this time in swim shorts. The beach had grown by at least 30 yards toward the water! I started large sweeps to cover all the territory that I needed to. I took a minute to pray!
I continued and after just a few passes my hat slipped down. I stopped to adjust it and set my coil down on an area of sand that I had gone by. I got a bit signal as I lower the coil. When I had finished with my hat, I investigated the hit. Scoop one was nothing. Scoop two and I saw the ring shining in the sand.
I put the ring in my cupped hand and called Tyler over. I asked him if he would go over where he lost the ring again. As he did, I raised my left hand up with the ring, showing it to his wife Caroline and then bringing into his view. Happiness!
Monday it was raining, with lightning and thunder. My iPhone rang. The lady was saying that she had lost her engagement ring on the beach. I asked her if it was in the water…she said no. I told her that we had a great chance of finding the ring, but we should try to go out after the storm even if it is dark. I told her that I would call her in 30 minutes.
I called her and the storm had move off to the south and east. I met Regina and her friend Susan at the beach access. As they led me to the beach, I fired up the XP detector. As we got closer, they said they thought we were at the area…but something was wrong; things looked different after the rain, and they were not 100% sure.
As a beautiful rainbow appeared to the south, Regina gave me a starting point and I began doing sweeps. When I was about halfway through my second sweep, Regina told me there was a second ring, not as important or expensive. It was her late husband’s wedding band. I thought, we must find these. I said, “So if I find one, I should find the other.”
I was in my third or forth sweep finding nothing but bottle caps when I got a solid sounding target. I thought it could be the ring but I expected a lower number. There it was! In the scoop! Even though it was getting darker, the diamonds sparkled, and the turquois stone glistened.
I held the stone up to show the ladies who had ventured off to the south. Regina saw it and immediately began crying as I gave it to her. One more simple sweep and I dug the other ring out with my toe. Hugs, tears…another person recovered happy beyond belief!
We found two rings at the end of the rainbow!
I got a Facebook message at 8:45 pm. I did not see it until the next day. The message read: “Please help friends at Kitty Hawk. He thinks he misplaced his watch at the beach just above the tide mark. (Soft sand) Swiss Army Men’s Officer’s dress watch. His wife has a matching one only smaller. (Very sentimental)
I called and talked with Sally. She told me that they were leaving today at 10am. I met them at the site after 7:30am.
I started the XP up at the water’s edge (as usual) and worked toward the cottage. Only a few hits but no watch. Bill was very meticulous. Yesterday, when the watch turned up missing, he had recorded directional heading from the cottage to where they had been on the beach. From that he was able to mark a 30-yard search area near the water. Yet, no watch!
I continued up over the dune along the walk path. Bill had mentioned previously mentioned that they had a bag on the beach that was emptied under the house in a sandy area. I decided to check knowing that if this didn’t work, I would have to come back at low tide and probably go in the water.
Big hit! The Deus II screamed at me. I knew it was the watch. It had worked its way down to about 5 inches in the sand.
I knocked on the cottage door and presented the watch. Billy and Sally were thrilled!