I received a call on Thursday from Mike requesting my assistance to help him find his wedding ring which he had lost a couple of weeks ago. When I asked Mike how he had lost his ring he replied that he picked up a runner off his dresser because it had some dirt on it. He had walked out of the front door to shake the runner and thought he had heard a ping noise but without realizing what it was, He returned back into the house. After a couple of days Mike realized his ring was missing from his dresser. He searched high and low for the ring in the house with no luck. He then recalled the ping nose that he had heard, and that it must have been his ring that hit the sidewalk and bounced on the lawn. Mike spent hours looking for the ring with no luck.
I stopped in on Mike this morning and he showed me the area where he thought the ring could be. I searched through dead leaves and pine needles and I told Mike that since the foliage was near the same colour as his ring it would be very hard to locate the ring with the naked eye. I searched the other side of his side walk and found his ring neatly covered in pine needles. Mike was very grateful that he had found me on the Internet.
I received a text from Sal on a Tuesday afternoon asking for help with finding his girlfriend’s lost ring (ironically I was metal detecting at the time). He said the ring was lost around two months ago and he’d gotten a cheap metal detector and made some attempts to locate it with no luck. He lived in Springfield, Louisiana which is about 30 miles east of Baton Rouge and a nightmare to get to with traffic, but within a few days I had found time to get over there to see if I could help.
The ring was lost in a wooded area across the street from his home that was covered in a layer of thick leaves, so I knew I had my work cut out for me. Once I’d fired up the detector (I just pressed the power button, but fired up sounds more impressive) and started swinging the coil over the area I realized just how much my work was in fact cut out for me… the area, which was along a roadside was littered with years of garbage from the nearby roadway and there were signals everywhere.This is most often the case near roads.
At this point all I could do was roll up my sleeves and get to work (figuratively, I was wearing short sleeves), so I began removing targets as I swung over them. I had already inquired about the type of metal the ring was, so I had a pretty good idea what type of signal I was looking for, but with all the aluminum cans under the leaf cover I was afraid the ring signal would be masked by trash signals. As I continued removing trash I came across a good signal in the range I predicted the ring would be in which turned out to be a broken mirror (for those that don’t know, mirrors often have a metal backing for the reflection portion). That’s right ! There were shards of mirror everywhere which gave signals that were in the ring range and were just waiting to slice an unsuspecting detectorist open. It just doesn’t get much more difficult than that, or does it ? …….
It’s when I began removing shards of mirror that I realized that growing up through the leaves, under the shade of these thick Oak trees thrived a rather large patch of Poison Ivy……
Broken glass (check)
Poison Ivy (check)
Bring it on! — I kept my head down and kept searching. This was someone’s lost ring, prized possession, an item that most likely carried some sentimental significance and I wasn’t leaving until I could say I’d given it my all. It wasn’t long and my perseverance had paid off. I stood up, took a step back and let out a disheartening sigh as I scanned the area for the thousandth time and thought “I’m just going to walk farther from where I’ve been searching and outside the suspected area and give it a try”, and sure enough within seconds the detector gave a signal in prime ring range — there it was, it had been a few steps outside my search area the whole time. Always the last place you look.
A young couple vacationing in Hawaii called me to help them find her lost wedding ring. They had enjoyed the day on Kaimana Beach and weren’t sure when it had slipped off her hand. I had to ask a few people to let me scan the area around and under their chairs and towels. After about 10-15 minutes of searching, I found the ring! Boy was she happy and lots of clapping from the surrounding beach goers who were all pulling for me to find her ring. She was in tears and very grateful.
Well, I’m not sure if this counts as 2 rings or more but I am sure that Kelly and Bill are absolutely thrilled that I was able to put them back on her hands where they belong. Kelly and Bill have been married for 25 years and have been down vacationing from Michigan. Kelly folded her rings into her swimsuit early in the day for safekeeping and forgot they were there when she got up later to meet her sister. You can imagine her shock when she realized they were gone that evening. Kelly went ahead and called me even though it was nighttime and I’m glad she didn’t wait. Bill had gone out with a sand flea rake for fishing and combed the area already to no avail. I told him later that he had actually just made the rings go deeper and deeper every time he disturbed the sand because of the density of gold. Luckily for Kelly and Bill, I have a wonderful wife and even though we were at dinner 30 minutes away, she offered to ride with me and we immediately went home and grabbed my gear. I met Bill in the parking lot and he walked me down to the area he thought they had lost them. I could see all of the rake marks and I told Bill I would start my search there and then fan out if needed. I absolutely love night searches on the beach. It’s nice and cool and you can hear the waves over the hum of the machine in my headphones. You can enjoy the stars without bumping into sunbathers and it’s just a great time to enjoy what I do. I also knew that I had a very anxious couple waiting on the outcome so I was very glad that as I made my first pass I heard a faint gold sound. I was a little surprised at how deep it was even though I knew Bill had thoroughly raked the area. When my first gentle scoop to five inches came back empty I thought to myself that they were very lucky they called me and I had the machine that I was using. The second scoop was the charm and I reached down and dug the first ring out of the scoop to make sure I didn’t scratch it. When I saw that I had them both in the scoop, I smiled and handed them to Bill. With a shaky hand, he asked me to hold the light and he took a picture and sent it to Kelly in the room so she could stop worrying immediately. We walked back up and told my wife that I was already done in less than 10 minutes and Bill asked us both to come up and meet Kelly. When we walked in the door I was quickly reminded why I do this. Bill and Kelly both got choked up remembering how much those rings had been a part of over the last 25 years. I was glad that my wife got to witness that and I hope Bill and Kelly have many, many more happy years together. 👍😃
Clint Dodson was enjoying a Father/Daughter day at the Sand Bar in Kaneohe Bay. Clint was throwing around a football having a great time when his wedding band he had worn for 16 years sailed off with the next throw. He thought it was lost forever. Sarah, who worked for Clint, looked up Ring Finders and gave me a call. I met the boat at the docks and went out to the sandbar to metal detect. Luckily Clint had used his iPhone to tag the exact GPS location. However it was late in the day, the kids were cold and everyone wanted to head home. I gave the area two passes but turned up nothing. I took a visual location and returned the next day, kayaking with my sweetheart who helps me metal detect to the sandbar. It took 3.5 hours, but I found it. While standing knee deep in the water, I sent the above picture to Clint and asked ‘Is this your ring?’ He replied ” Holy crap! yes that’s my ring”. We made it back home a few hours later and Clint came over to pick up the ring. He could not believe he had his ring back. So happy!
I got a call on St. Patrick Day morning about a lost ring from the night before. Charles was at a friends house in the backyard. He went to throw something towards the trees and his ring flew off.
So I arrived at 10:00 at his friend Brie’s house, unfortunately Charles couldn’t be there due to work. We had got a dusting of snow overnight so the ground was covered. She showed me the location where he was standing the night before.
I got my equipment together and was adjusting my detector as I was walking toward the area I was going to grid, when I got a very good shallow signal. Sure enough it was the ring. I was surprised when I pulled it out of the snow because I didn’t know it had so many stones on it or that it was so big.
Everybody involved was very happy that it was found. We all had a little Irish luck on this St. Patrick’s Day!
(March 11, 2019) While vacationing and spending the day at a beautiful sunny Naples Florida beach, Kelly noticed that her favorite gold ring was missing, possibly lost in the fine white sugar sand. She’d had the ring since high school, and it being very special, even irreplaceable with its sentimental value far exceedeeding any intrinsic value, the help of nearby friends and beach patrons was quickly solicited, all joining in on the search, each one on their hands and knees, carefully feeling and sifting the sand as it fell through their fingers, without result. Luckily, Kelly called for help and found the right person for the job. WITHIN THE HOUR the lost gold ring was back on Kelly’s finger. The tearful now cheerful. The hug and smiles tell more than words can express, simply priceless. Thanks be to God for the happy ending.
If you’ve lost a ring or jewelry, something metal, regardless of value, whether in the sand or water, I can find it for you. Call Mark Greul of Naples Florida (239) 500-7464 (RING).
As my Sunday was winding down; a newlywed couple, Clint and Samantha were frantically looking for Clint’s lost wedding ring. The newlyweds had just returned from a two week honeymoon. Normally returning to the extended stay parking lot at the Hampton Inn would be effortless. However, while Clint and Samantha were vacationing the snow came down, over 40 inches of the stuff. Needless to say their car was buried in snow. So the deadly concoction of cold wet snow and bare hands made a newlyweds ring fly into oblivion. A call to Samantha’s sister brought up the Ring Finders and my contact info. and the search was on. I scanned the spot where the car sat and around where the snow from the car had been tossed. The parking lot they were in was full so I was doing my best to not get a false signal from the Ford F 250 and a Toyota. Digging out the snow around the other cars didn’t produce the ring. Looking in the cracks of the newlyweds car didn’t produce the ring. Scanning every thing one more time also didn’t produce Clint’s ring. I even looked under the Ford and Toyota with a light. This all was a means to and end, because I had my trx pinpointer and was not going to give up. So by process of elimination I pinpointed around each tire of both of the other cars. Just behind the Toyota passenger tire, my pinpointer went off. Clint’s wedding ring was Found Finally. The crazy thing was I had already removed the light snow around that tire and the ring melted its way into the harder snow that had been there a while. Warm rings that fall in snow like to sink as fast as a hot knife through butter. Thank you Clint and Samantha for trusting in the Ring Finders and May your marriage always have a special place in your hearts and may you both have the desire to discover loves true gifts.
We’ve been getting some snow here almost every day for a week and people are starting to lose things in it. I received a call from Zac about his lost cell phone. His friend Amy posted on her face book page about me finding her keys and so he thought he would give me a try to help find his phone.
We met on Jan. 25th in the afternoon at the park where he lost it. He had been sledding and playing in the snow when it was lost. He said he did an online search and the phone showed up in the park until the battery died.
We walked out in the snow to an area he thought we should start at. The second signal was his phone buried in the snow. He was very happy to have his phone back.
I received a call from Mark yesterday looking for help finding a gold ring that was lost by his Dad 20 years ago in the garden.Mark explained that he is getting married and would like to find and use the ring as his wedding ring. Knowing that in January in Alberta the ground is frozen and like cement up to a meter down, I advised Mark that I would gladly come out to search for the ring but with one caveat he would have to be willing to dig in the frozen ground. He agreed and we met at the acreage that was his childhood home. I must add here that Mark had received permission from the new owners for us to conduct the search.
I met Mark at the acreage at 3 pm today.It was a balmy 5° C ( approx 41° F ) as we started our hunt with Mark trying to remember where the garden was because things had changed quite a bit in the past 20 years. The garden was now a horse paddock and the fences had been moved. He selected an area that seemed to be close to accurate, according to memory.
We went to work, me with my Garret AT-Pro metal detector and pinpointer probe and Mark with an electric drill that had a long auger bit and a heavy construction claw hammer.
I would identify the potential targets and Mark would chip away at the ground. I identified approximately 13 targets, most were 10 to 20 cm deep in the solidly frozen turf. I was marking the targets with rocks, at target number 12, I asked Mark to roll a rock over to me to Mark a target that sounded good he rolled a large rock under the fence toward me and it stopped right over the target area, we laughed and thought that must be an omen.After digging all the rest of the targets and coming up with pull tabs, foil and shards of metal it was time to dig the number 12 hole, which took a lot of effort on Marks behalf. As he loosened the soil and scraped it out of the hole I would check the tailings and then the hole for a signal.The hole kept getting deeper and deeper.Just as we were starting to think it was more junk, a glint of gold showed then another and another.Yes, it was the long lost ring, unfortunately it was in many pieces whether from years of soil tilling or from Marks vigorous digging efforts we will never know but we did recover his Dad’s wedding band lost for 20 years.Mark may get the ring reconstructed, never the less, he was pleased to have the ring back in the family where it belongs.
It’s never too long to recover lost treasures just ask The Ring Finders.