Hoboken NJ, Wedding Ring Lost In The Snow, recovered by Edward Trapper, NJ Ring Finder
Nicole sent me a text early in the morning explaining that she had lost a cherished family heirloom ring and hadn’t been able to find it. Understanding how important it was to her, I asked her to call me in about five minutes so we could discuss the details more easily over the phone.
She explained that a few days earlier, they’d had an early season snowstorm, and once the snow stopped, she and her family decided to take their dog for a walk at the local park. During the outing, somewhere along the way, the ring slipped off her finger. Nicole was heartbroken and desperate to find it, as it held significant sentimental value.
Nicole explained that the night the ring was lost, her family had been playing in the snow at the park. The dog was running around, and they were throwing snowballs. At one point, a snowball landed in her pocket, where her cell phone was. She reached in to grab the phone, pulling out a handful of snow in the process. Everything was wet, so she removed her glove to shake her hand dry, and that’s likely when the ring slipped.
When I arrived at the park, Nicole came down to meet me and walked me to the exact spot where she thought the ring had come off. She showed me her movements that night, explaining how she shook her hand, leading me to suspect the ring might have fallen to her right. I began searching a large area—10 feet in front, 10 feet behind, and about 25 to 30 feet to the sides of where she had stood—but I found nothing.
As time went on, I began to wonder if someone might have picked up the ring and not reported it. Nicole’s expression revealed her growing worry, and it was clear she was starting to lose hope. I asked her to go over the details one more time and show me the exact spot once again. This time, I caught onto something new: the possibility that the ring may have stayed inside her glove.
With this in mind, I focused on the opposite side of where we’d been searching and made two additional paths in the snow, similar to my earlier search area. And there it was—her beautiful family heirloom ring, just an inch beneath the snow.
Nicole was overwhelmed with relief and joy. She had nearly given up hope, but this moment proved that persistence and attention to detail make all the difference. Every small clue matters when it comes to recovering something so precious.
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Its a beautiful afternoon in one of New Jerseys finest beach towns, Seaside Park. The oceans were calm, winds light and variable, which made for a perfect day of shell collecting. Dylan and his daughter set out to do just that. Unfortunately all the absolutely beautiful shells they had gathered together, just couldn’t make up for what had just happened. They were down at the very bottom of the tide line, by the drop off, picking up just one last shell, when Dylan decided to rinse off his hands and call it a day. At that very moment he watched his ring slip off his finger, and drop into the sand, just as a wave was rolling in. Even thought the ocean was as calm as we will experience here, Dylan had absolutely no luck over the next two days locating his beautiful wedding ring. When he called me and told me it had already been two days, and that it was just about dead low tide where his ring slipped off, I didn’t have a good feeling about the recovery, at that moment. What he did have in his favor was the fact that it had been dead calm, and was going to continue that way for the next few days. I told Dylan I would be on the beach for the next low tide which was day 3 of his ring being lost on the bottom of the ocean. I was out at 4 AM scouring every inch of the location he had marked with his phone in google maps, with not even one signal. Unfortunately I had prior obligations the next 2 days and would not be able to return until the following morning low tide. It was 5 AM or so, and here I am wondering around in the ocean again, but this time in about thigh deep water my machine sounds off a perfect low tone that you can tell almost in an instant was Dylan’s ring. I missed it in the first scoop, then BINGO !!!! I had his ring after 6 full days in the ocean. Believe me friends, this situation almost never exists in the state of NJ, but luckily for him it did that week. I messaged him asking for a detailed description, because all we had mentioned was white gold in our other conversations. I was pretty positive this was his ring, and the pictures confirmed that. I texted him pics and he was in total shock. We agreed to meet a few hours later for the monumental return.
Eileen called just as I had gotten out of the dentists office, wondering if it would be possible to come and search for her I-Phone that slid off the roof of a car, and landed somewhere alongside the roadway. She explained that she had put the phone on the roof of the car, and said goodbye to her company. Forgetting the phone was on the roof she went inside, and her company drove off. The following day she realized the phone was missing, and realized what had happened. She contacted her friend hoping he had picked it up prior to leaving the night before, which wasn’t the case. They had finally decided it must have slid off the car roof and landed somewhere on the side of the road. Using the find my phone app. they found the last known location of the phone before it died, where they searched for 4 days without any luck. That was when she decided to call in a professional recovery expert. We made arrangements to meet on the side of the roadway that afternoon. It was there Eileen went into more detail about HOW important this phone was, as nothing was backed up to the cloud, including over 6000 pictures, that were absolutely unreplaceable. This area was right in front of a big housing complex, that had manicured grounds with fences and pristine walking paths. I was praying it didn’t fall off there as the grass cutters had recently cut the lawn, and it would have shredded it to bits, had they ran it over. I instructed Eileen to go into the management office, explain what happened, and ask if possibly the phone was turned in. While she was in doing that I covered the entire area on both sides of the road, and all the landscape, with no luck, just as I had figured. Standing back, looking in the opposite direction, the curve in the road looked ever so inviting of an area, for a phone to slide off the roof. I walked back covering everything from the road in about 10′ with no luck. Then I turned around and continued back along the tall weeds, and wood line. Right along the weeds, just inside of where the mowers cut, I received the loudest broken signal from my metal detector, that I know ever to familiar, would be her cell phone. Sure enough BINGO!!!! I had her phone. I decided to record the moment when I returned her it, and needless to say, what a heart filled experience it was, reuniting Eileen with over 6000 photos, which covered many years of her life prior, to this almost tragic mishap.
