Michael was out on the beach at Mission Bay in front of his apartment when, while waving to someone, his loose fitting wedding ring flew off into the sand. A search by sifting through the sand proved fruitless, so, an online search was in order where he found The Ring Finders website. When I turned on my phone in the morning, I noticed the text and contacted Michael. We made plans for a 10am meet and search. After arriving, meeting Michael and his lovely wife, we went to the site while talking and getting the ring loss story on the way. The search area was fairly large, but, not ridiculous. All dry sand and maybe 30 X 100 feet or so. I started at one end and after 3-4 passes, several coins, and a dog tag later, his gold wedding band came to light. All smiles on the happy couple now and thank you for the reward.
Paul had been at the beach with a group of friends when he decided on going for a swim, unfortunately on his return he discovered that his gold wedding band hadn’t!
After a quick chat on the phone I asked him to go back to the beach and landmark the sandcastle the kids had built which he said he had swum in front of.
This gave me a good reference point to use as a centre point for my search area.
After searching the beach front and about 10 m wide by 30 m out into the water with no joy I rang Paul and sent him a few photo’s from the search site. We both agreed after some discusion that I should extend the serach area to the south. I had only gone in and out 3 times when just over halfway out I finally heard what I’d been waiting for..
Mint day.. Mint result!
a loud but soft edged signal with a distinct double tone..
Paul’s precious.. Found and returned.
A few moments later I looked into my sand scoop and there it was, gleaming in two tone glory!
Joe’s buddies were throwing him a bachelor party here in San Diego. Got the beach house, check, got the beer, check, took an Uber to get the Cardiff Crack (a special Tri Tip roast beef sold up the coast a ways), check, hitting the beach and throwing the football around in the water, check. What they forgot was that you should leave jewelry at home and not take them to the beach…..especially out in the ocean. He’s from Arizona, and just started wearing this ring, so, a common rookie mistake :-). The cold water combined with slippery conditions allowed his ring to just fall right off in the waist deep surf. An online search and The Ring Finders popped up with my contact info. I get the call just a hair after high tide, so, we made arrangements to meet a good 5 hours later when the tide would be a lot further out. Makes the search much easier to contend with when you can avoid most of the surf, current, and undertow. I arrive around 8:30 pm and meet Joe at the location. Earlier I had him take some reference points and pace off how far he had been out in the water. These were important details that help narrow the search area and increase the likelihood of success. I started gridding and getting no targets at all…..as in mind-numbingly quiet. After about 4-5 passes, I get a solid 11 and scoop a bottle cap. Rats….even though I figured it wasn’t going to be his size 14 tungsten carbide ring, I was at least hoping for something good. 2 more passes and I get a screaming 20 on my Equinox. Now, that’s more like it! Sure enough, Joe’s ring was in the scoop. He and his buddies were totally amazed and thrilled that Joe’s ring was recovered. Let the bachelor party begin! It will be a lot more pleasant trip home to AZ too, since I just realized that the ring is inscribed with “til death”, which might have been the consequences coming back home without the ring! Pleasure to meet you Joe, and the bachelor party gang, and thank you for the reward.
James was here in town for a wedding, and staying at a beach resort at La Jolla Shores. Yesterday was a hot and dry day, so, He was out enjoying the beach and throwing a ball to his cousin in the cool, shallow water in front of the resort. Well, we know the scenario here! Ball gets thrown, and his family crest, signet, heirloom ring decides to take a dip too. Ring hits water, sinks quickly into the sand, and disappears. An online search brings up The Ring Finders website and my contact info. The tide had already receded a bit, and was still heading out, so, my wife and I jumped into the car and headed to the location. We were actually able to find parking not too far away, which two weeks ago would have been impossible on a Saturday afternoon. We meet James out on the beach and he shows us the search area. He makes his best guess at where “ground zero” was and I start a spiral search out from there in the wet sand. Half hour later and no ring, I start a cross grid and expand out beyond my initial grid. Another half hour later and only two targets total, I finally get a sweet, solid 16 on my Equinox just outside my initial search area. Sure enough, James’s ring pops out of the shallow plug of sand. A pleasure to meet you James, and thank you for the reward.
I got a call from Dave and he asked if I was the metal detecting guy. I said, “Yes, what did you loose and where?”. He proceeded to tell me that he was still at the Puyallup River and that he had just lost his gold wedding ring while fishing. I could tell he was quite upset about the situation. After requesting that he take several photos of the exact area and how to mark the location I agreed to do a search the next morning.
Being a river hunt I wasn’t quite sure if a recovery would be successful or not but we had to at the very least give it a shot. Our Great North West is full of faster flowing rivers often making it extremely challenging to recover a ring. However we all know the results of not trying, and no one is happy with that result. Come along for the adventure and see how this lost river ring gets recovered and returned to its very appreciative owner.
I got a call from Dave stating he lost his Wedding ring on the Torch Lake sandbar. Torch Lake sandbar is the summer party spot for boats in Northern Michigan. Dave was throwing a football with friends and the ring went flying. He said he saw the ring on the lake bottom. Went to grab it and missed then the sediment covered the ring. Then they could not see it any more. He and his friends searched for the ring Saturday and Sunday. They could not locate the ring in the sand. On Sunday they talked to a Antrim County Sheriffs deputy and he googled ring finder and my blog post came up. We agreed to meet at 1:00 on Sunday to do the search. It was raining and thundering when we walked out to the location. Dave’s friend had put a cinder block in the location the ring was lost. I walked about 6 feet and found the ring. We packed up and got out of there before the storm got any worse. No body brought phones because the rain, so Dave send me a couple pictures after he got back home.
I would like to thank the Antrim County Sheriffs Deputy for the referral.
This young lady was at Ocean beach last night with friends until after dark. She had her phone in her sweatshirt pocket until she was tackled to the sand and the phone popped out and was buried out of sight. She and her friends looked for it and even used the “find my phone” app last night and this morning to narrow the search area, but, to no avail. I got the call just as I was getting ready to leave La Jolla Shores after finding a lost ring there. 20 minutes later, I was at the location at Ocean Beach and met her and her mother. They ran the “find my phone” app again and showed me the search area. After wandering around a short time trying to zero in on the signal, I got a good hit on my Equinox and looked down to just see a tiny bit of phone case edge barely visible above the sand. I reached down and pulled her phone out and waved over to them walking ahead of me. Mother and daughter happy now and a lesson learned about loose fitting sweatshirt pockets! A pleasure to meet you both and thank you for the reward.
Karim just wanted to rinse off a bit of sand in the ocean before leaving the beach. Sounds simple, safe, and easy right? Well, after wading into calf deep water and reaching down into the water, a wave washed through and stripped his wedding ring right off his finger. Immediately sifting the sand for the ring with his fingers proved fruitless. His wife hit the internet, found my number, and gave me a call for help. The loss happened 2 hours before low tide but by the time I got the call, it was just after low tide and it was coming in, so, the next low tide this morning was the best time to give it a try. We met at 5:30am and I started my grid where Karim thought he went into the ocean. 1/2 hour later I had only heard some iron sounds, when, I get a screaming 25 hit on my Equinox. Well, that didn’t sound like platinum to me, but, I scooped it anyway. There in my scoop was a ring, but, not Karim’s ring! By this time, it was starting to get light enough to see better, and Karim realized that we were in the wrong location. We then headed north about 150 yards and I started my grid work again. Again, nothing but iron grunts for 1/2 hour or so, when I get a weak but repeatable 3 on the Nox. Scooped and found a corroded piece of aluminum can. Rats! 2 feet away and I get another weak but repeatable 3 and figured I had another piece of that can. Scooped it anyway and was surprised to find Karim’s platinum wedding ring in the bottom! I was looking for a low non-ferrous tone, but, didn’t think it would read quite that low, but, I can’t complain about the result. Now Karim and family can head home to NorCal in a happier mood. A pleasure to meet you Karim, and thank you for the reward.
Monday August 12, 2019. I received a call from a young woman who lost a ring while playing kickball at a local city park. The owner of the ring, Tamia, was rolling the ball for the kids to kick when she felt and saw her ring launch off her finger, fly through the air and land in the grass about 20′ away. The grass in that particular spot was very thick and matted making a visual recovery nearly impossible. For years Tamia was asking her mother if she could have that ring. Finally, on Tamia’s birthday earlier this year her mom gifted the ring to her. Tamia beamed with pride as she told me the story of how she gained possession of the beautiful gold and diamond ring and what it meant to her, and how devastating it would be to have to tell her mom that the ring was lost.
I arrived at the park after work around 4:15pm Monday afternoon. After a brief phone conversation with Tamia about the location where the ring was lost, I changed the batteries in my Garrett AT Pro metal detector and my Garrett Carrot pin-pointer and got busy. With the AT Pro metal detector set up in Pro-Zero mode and the pin-pointer set to detect surface and very shallow sub surface items, I set up some visual grid points with nearby objects and started the search. I found a small handful of coins, about $0.80 buried in the matted grass including a quarter sized coin from the United Arab Emirates. I got to the end of my 1st grid row and turned around and started my next pass. About 10 minutes after I got started my AT Pro rang up a mid to high 40’s signal. (a numeric scale on the metal detector to help the operator interpret what the detector has passed over) The signal was very loud in my headphones indicating a surface or near surface target. I turned on the pin pointer and pushed the tip into the grass to verify the depth and location of the target. When I pushed the tip of the pin pointer into the tangled grass, it deflected off the the side of an object that rested just below the surface of the grass. I pushed the grass away and saw Tamia’s ring sparkling in the sun. I got that ear to ear smile knowing the payoff of seeing this family treasure back where it belonged was at hand.
Tamia arrived about 30 minutes after I found the ring so I had plenty of time on how to reveal that the ring was recovered. As Tamia approached, I saw that she had two young children with her, this helped perfectly with the reveal. I asked Tamia if the oldest of the two children could have the coins I had found during my search, she approved. With an outstretched hand, the youngster eagerly awaited the coins, which fell into his hand. After his hand was nearly full I asked Tamia to open her hand so I could give her the rest of the coins and dropped the ring in her hand. She was immediately overcome with emotion…me too…this is the true payoff! Ring and finger were united once again as seen in the picture above.
Even though it was later in the day than usual, and their regular ball playing routine would be postponed to another day, Jay took his dogs to their favorite area for a run and romp in the park grass. While wrestling with his two dogs, his now loose fitting wedding ring popped off his finger and disappeared in the long fescue grass. Even though the search area wasn’t very large, try as he might, with flashlight and hands and knees hunting that night and the next morning, Jay couldn’t come up with it. He found me online and we arranged to meet around noon. We walked the short distance to the search area and after just 3 other signals, Jay’s wedding ring told my Equinox that “hey” I’m here! See? I’m a solid 15 and not a pull tab! Save me! Jay was more than happy to get his symbol of love back again to continue it’s story. Great to meet you Jay, and thank you for the reward.