#MaineLostAndFound Tag | The Ring Finders

TITANIUM WEDDING RING LOST IN THE WATER, TRIPP LAKE, POLAND, MAINE, FOUND WITH A METAL DETECTOR

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

๐Ÿšจ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐๐„๐„๐ƒ๐‹๐„ ๐ˆ๐ ๐€ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ“,๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ ๐’๐๐”๐€๐‘๐„ ๐…๐Ž๐Ž๐“ ๐”๐๐ƒ๐„๐‘๐–๐€๐“๐„๐‘ ๐‡๐€๐˜๐’๐“๐€๐‚๐Š! ๐Ÿšจ

On August 3rd, my phone started blowing up. Facebook notifications were pouring in, tag after tag, mentioning me on a local Poland, Maine community board post.

The Poland, Maine community was trying to connect me with a man named Matt. Matt had posted a heartfelt plea to the group: he had recently lost his titanium wedding ring at Tripp Lake Beach, and he was desperately hoping a Good Samaritan might spot it and let him know.

When Matt called me, the true scale of the mission became clear.

About two weeks earlier, Matt had been enjoying a beautiful, sunny day with family and friends at Tripp Lake Beach, taking advantage of the scorching summer heat by cooling off in the water. But fresh water has a way of shrinking fingers fast! ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

Matt had spent his day wading across the entire length of the public beachโ€”a stretch easily 300 feet long. Even worse, he had been swimming up to 50 or 60 feet out from the shoreline.

When you do the math, that meant the ring was resting somewhere inside a massive 15,000 to 18,000 square foot grid of dark lake water. By any measure, this was an incredibly massive underwater search area, and the clock had already been ticking for two weeks…

To make matters even more daunting, Matt dropped another bombshell: he had already tried searching the water with a borrowed metal detector. Not only that, but two other people had also brought their detectors down to the beach to scan the area.
All three attempts came up completely empty. ๐Ÿ›‘

Honestly, looking at the sheer size of Tripp Lake Beach, it was no wonder. Dragging consumer gear through a massive underwater grid without a highly systematic search pattern is almost impossible.

When Matt asked if we could help, I took a hard look at the calendar. My schedule was completely packed. I was fully booked for recoveries on both August 4th and August 5th. But we don’t like giving up on a ring, especially when the community rallies to find us!

Our August 5th hunt was a critical, time-sensitive low-tide search down in Ogunquit, scheduled for very early in the morning. Gary Hill and I looked at the map and made a plan. The second we wrapped up the coastal ocean hunt in Ogunquit, Maine: Beautiful Place by the Sea t, we would pack up the Ring Finder Mobile and make the 1.5-hour drive inland to Poland, Maine . Two completely different bodies of water, two completely different environments, all in a single day. ๐Ÿš™๐Ÿ’จ

Once Gary and I arrived at the lake and finally met Matt in person, he walked us right down to the water’s edge. I took one long look at the sheer, overwhelming size of that beach and a thought immediately popped into my head: “There is absolutely no way we are finding his ring today.”

The area was just too massive. Looking out at that water, I knew that anyone just walking around aimlessly hadโ€”as Matt accurately put it in his original Facebook postโ€”a total “one-in-a-billion shot.” In my mind, I was already calculating the logistics. I figured Gary and I were going to need at least 4 or 5 full days of a highly disciplined, hyper-systematic grid search to clear this place safely.

But we didn’t drive 1.5 hours to stand on the shore and doubt ourselves. It was time to get to work! โš”๏ธ

I turned to Matt and laid out the battle plan. We would use a prominent, large rock breaking the surface of the water as our deep outer boundary, as Matt confirmed he hadnโ€™t gone out past that depth.

To keep our grid lines perfectly straight and ensure we didn’t miss a single inch of the lakebed, we utilized the rocks along the shoreline as our landmark anchors. Gary would start right where we were at the north end of the beach, working his way from the edge of the water out to the deep boundary and back, systematically grid-searching his way south toward a specific rock landmark on the shore.

Meanwhile, I walked further down the beach to that exact same shore rockโ€”the one Gary would eventually stop at. That was my starting point. From there, I would work my grid lines from the shoreline out, systematically heading further south toward another visual lockup landmark on the beach.

As for Matt, he walked even further down the beach past my zone to start his own search, heading south to tackle the far end of the grid.

We dropped our coils into the water, tuned out the world, and began swinging… ๐ŸŽง๐Ÿ”Š

Gary and I found the entire beach absolutely beautiful. The water was remarkably warm for an inland Maine lake, and as we got our rhythm down, we noticed something highly unusual: the targets were incredibly few and far between.

It was a very, very clean beach. Because we werenโ€™t stopping to dig up the usual heavy layer of buried pull-tabs, bottle caps, and shredded aluminum foil, our search progress was moving significantly faster than I had originally anticipated. Since we weren’t digging many targets, we were moving right along, slicing through those 15,000 square feet with smooth, uninterrupted swings.

A fascinating thought crossed my mind as I looked over at Gary:
๐ป๐‘Ž๐‘‘ ๐‘€๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘™ ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘’๐‘๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ก๐‘ข๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘™๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘โ„Ž ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘”๐‘’๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘‘๐‘ฆ? ๐Ÿค”

When inexperienced hunters or people with borrowed, basic machines go looking for a lost item, they usually dig up every single faint beep or scratchy iron signal they can find in a desperate attempt to find the ring. By doing that, they often inadvertently do the heavy lifting for usโ€”stripping away all the shallow metallic “trash” and clearing the path.

Because they had unknowingly cleaned out the background noise, our advanced, high-discrimination machines could scan the lakebed completely unhindered. If that titanium wedding band was down there, there was no longer any junk left to hide it. It was going to scream the second our coils passed over it.

As we proceeded south along the lakebed, almost an hour had passed. The quiet hum of the machines was hypnotic, and I was already mentally mapping out the next major sections for Gary and me to search on the following days, fully expecting this to be a multi-day operation.

Then, out of nowhere…
๐๐€๐๐†!!! ๐Ÿ”ฅ

My headphones lit up with the absolute best-sounding target of the entire day so far on the Minelab Excalibur II. It was a beautiful, solid tone that broke the lake’s silence.

I stopped dead in my tracks and yelled over to Gary, “This is a really good sounding target!”

I positioned my scoop and dug down into the lakebed. My first scoop came upโ€”nothing but empty sand. The target was still in the hole.

I lined up the coil again, pushed the scoop down deeper into the sand, and lifted. As the second scoop broke the surface of the water, the lake sand began to rapidly sift through the drainage holes. All of a sudden, right there in the bottom of the scoop, I saw the ring! ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ†

Gary was now walking over to me and he reached into my scoop and grabbed the ring. We both looked at it, completely stunned that the “one-in-a-billion shot” had just paid off in under an hour!

I turned toward the southern end of the beach and yelled down as loud as I could: “๐Œ๐€๐“๐“! ๐‚๐Ž๐๐†๐‘๐€๐“๐”๐‹๐€๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐๐’!” ๐Ÿ“ฃ

The distance between us was so immense that my voice had to travel clear across the water. Matt froze in his tracks. He was so far down the beach that his response barely carried back to usโ€”just a very faint, disbelieving… “๐˜๐จ๐ฎ’๐ซ๐ž ๐ค๐ข๐๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐ž.” ๐Ÿ™

As Matt hurriedly waded back through the water toward us, Gary and I were just beaming. We couldn’t wipe the smiles off our faces. We just couldn’t believe our good fortune. Better to be lucky than good, as the old saying goes, and we certainly got lucky by being in the exact right spot at the exact right time today.

The moment Matt reached us, pure relief washed over his entire face. You could visually see the heavy stress of being without his wedding ring completely leave his body. He could finally breathe and relax again.

But even in that moment of relief, Matt wasnโ€™t thinking about himself. His thoughts went straight to his wife.

As the three of us began walking out of the water together, I turned to him and said, “๐‘ฐ’๐’Ž ๐’‹๐’–๐’”๐’• ๐’”๐’ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’‘๐’‘๐’š ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’ˆ๐’๐’• ๐’Š๐’• ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’„๐’Œ.”

Matt looked at the ring, then back at us, and replied: “๐’€๐’๐’– ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’๐’ ๐’Š๐’…๐’†๐’‚ ๐’‰๐’๐’˜ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’‘๐’‘๐’š ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’˜๐’Š๐’‡๐’† ๐’˜๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’†.” โค๏ธ

๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ญ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐‘๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ˆ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐Ÿ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฏ๐ข๐๐ž๐จ ๐š๐ฌ ๐Œ๐š๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐š๐ค๐ž! ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐จ๐› ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐.

Just as the three of us stepped foot onto dry land, my phone started ringing. It was another panicked call about a lost ringโ€”this time dropped into Crystal Lake in Gray, Maine , which was only about 7 miles down the road and directly on our way home!
I hung up, looked at my partner, and smiled: “Gary, pack up the Ring Finder Mobile… another lost ring awaits!” ๐Ÿš™๐Ÿ’จ

Moments like this remind us why we do what we do. We truly have the best job in the world, and we love every single second of it!

โš ๏ธ LOST SOMETHING PRECIOUS IN THE SAND OR WATER? โš ๏ธ
Time is absolutely of the essence! Shifting tides, moving sand, lake currents, and crowded beaches mean the longer you wait, the harder it gets to find. Don’t waste critical hours trying to locate a DIY metal detector rentalโ€”call the professionals immediately!
๐Ÿ“ž CALL OR TEXT US ASAP: 207-423-3027
We service beaches, lakes, yards, and parks all across Maine. Share this post to spread the wordโ€”you never know whose wedding ring you might help save next! ๐Ÿ”„๐Ÿ‘‡

๐‘๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ฆ๐›๐ž๐ซ: ๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐Œ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐“๐จ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐Œ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐“๐จ ๐”๐ฌ.


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Gold Wedding Ring Lost In The Goose Rocks Beach Sand, Found With A Metal Detector, In Kennebunkport, Maine

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

๐Ÿ’ ๐‹๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐€๐“ ๐†๐Ž๐Ž๐’๐„ ๐‘๐Ž๐‚๐Š๐’ ๐๐„๐€๐‚๐‡? ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‡๐”๐๐“ ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐๐‘๐Ž๐ƒ๐˜โ€™๐’ ๐–๐„๐ƒ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐€๐๐ƒ! ๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ–๏ธ

With Point Sebago now in our rearview mirror, Cheryl and I were heading to Goose Rocks Beach (GRB) in Kennebunkport Maine. I was on the phone with Brody, who explained the situation. He, his wife, and their young child had been enjoying a beautiful day at GRB. Before heading into the water for a swim, Brody took off his gold wedding ring and placed it safely inside the cupholder of his beach chair.

Once he finished swimming, the family spent several more hours relaxing on the shore before finally packing up their gear. They loaded everything into their vehicle and began the drive back home to the Boston area, preparing for work the next morning.

Then came that all-too-familiar moment of panic. ๐Ÿ›‘ Brody remembered his wedding ring. He checked the chair, but the cupholder was completely empty. He rushed back to the beach to search his old setup spot, but as we all know, once under the sand, these rings are very difficult to find.

๐Ÿงญ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‚๐‹๐”๐„๐’ & ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐†๐‘๐ˆ๐ƒ
Brody then gave me the exact location on GRB and told me the ring should be somewhere between the seaweed from the high tide mark and the kayaks, closer to the dune grass. This gave me a solid, specific search window to target.

The late afternoon sun was casting long shadows across Goose Rocks Beach by the time Cheryl and I arrived. Because Brodyโ€™s setup had been high up on the dry sand, we didn’t have to worry about incoming tides or shifting water, but the soft, powdery sand of GRB can swallow a gold ring instantly.

I decided to start the grid search near the seaweed and grid search horizontally to the water. I would search north to south and work my way towards the kayaks. There were not many targets at all, that high up on the beach

โšก ๐“๐„๐ ๐Œ๐ˆ๐๐”๐“๐„๐’ ๐“๐Ž ๐†๐‹๐Ž๐‘๐˜!
The area wasn’t large and after 10 minutes or so, I heard the low tone I had been hoping for and anticipating! ๐ŸŽง

As I kept swinging the coil over the area, trying to pinpoint the exact spot under the M15 coil, I could see the outline of a gold ring in the sand. I told Cheryl, “I can see the ring, in the sand,” to which she replied from 10โ€“15 feet away, “I can see it from here!” ๐Ÿ˜ฎ
I removed the ring from the sand and verified it was actually Brody’s gold wedding ring. I immediately recorded a video for Brody, telling him I was leaving the beach because I found the ring, panning the camera down to reveal his beautiful gold band. ๐Ÿ“ฑโœจ

๐Ÿš— ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐Ÿ.๐Ÿ“-๐‡๐Ž๐”๐‘ ๐ƒ๐‘๐ˆ๐•๐„ ๐๐€๐‚๐Š ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‘๐„๐“๐”๐‘๐
I sent the video to Brody, who called me back instantly, expressing his immense gratitude. Since he and his family had already left the area, we made plans to return the ring the following weekend. He would make the 1.5-hour drive right back to Kennebunkport Maine to get his ring back.
The next weekend, I drove down to GRB and met Brody for the very first time. I returned his wedding ring with those exact same kayaks in the background! Brody and his wife thanked me immensely, and as we shook hands to say goodbye, all I could think of was: ๐‘ฐ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’”๐’• ๐’‹๐’๐’ƒ ๐’Š๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’๐’…. ๐‘ฐ ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’‹๐’๐’ƒ. โค๏ธ๐Ÿค 

๐Ÿ’ช ๐“๐‡๐‘๐„๐„ ๐‘๐„๐‚๐Ž๐•๐„๐‘๐ˆ๐„๐’. ๐Ž๐๐„ ๐€๐…๐“๐„๐‘๐๐Ž๐Ž๐. ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‡๐€๐“ ๐“๐‘๐ˆ๐‚๐Š! ๐ŸŽฉโ˜˜๏ธ Ring Finders of Maine #258, #259, #260
Cheryl and I were finally ready for a little down time. After rushing down to Old Orchard Beach to recover a sentimental Valentine’s gifted ring, to then rushing to Point Sebago for a successful water recovery, to finally rushing to Kennebunkport for another successful wedding ring recovery… we were absolutely pooped! ๐Ÿ’จ

The final stats for an unforgettable afternoon:
๐Ÿ•’ Approximately 4.5 hours
๐Ÿš— 110 miles driven
๐Ÿ’ 3 successful ring recoveries!

We were officially ready to relax.

๐Ÿ” ๐‹๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐’๐Ž๐Œ๐„๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐๐† ๐’๐„๐๐“๐ˆ๐Œ๐„๐๐“๐€๐‹? ๐–๐„ ๐€๐‘๐„ ๐‡๐„๐‘๐„ ๐“๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐‹๐! ๐Ÿ“ฒ
If you or someone you know has lost a wedding ring, heirloom, keys, or any other metal object of sentimental value, don’t lose hope! The Ring Finders of Maine offer professional metal detecting recovery services across the state. Whether your item was lost deep in the Maine woods, buried in the soft beach sand, or dropped underwater in one of our beautiful lakes, we have the specialized high-end gear and experience to track it down. Time is often of the essenceโ€”especially with shifting sands and tidesโ€”so don’t wait to reach out! Send us a direct message right here on Facebook or call/text us immediately at 207-423-3027 to get a search scheduled.

“๐‘น๐’†๐’Ž๐’†๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’†๐’“: ๐‘ฐ๐’‡ ๐’Š๐’• ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–, ๐’Š๐’• ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’–๐’”.” โค๏ธ

Thirty Year Gold Anniversary Wedding Ring Lost In Sebago Lake, Maine, Found With A Metal Detector

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

๐Ÿ’ ๐‹๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐ˆ๐ ๐’๐„๐๐€๐†๐Ž ๐‹๐€๐Š๐„? ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐’๐„๐€๐‘๐‚๐‡ ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐๐€๐”๐‹โ€™๐’ ๐–๐„๐ƒ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐๐† ๐‘๐ˆ๐๐†! ๐ŸŒŠ

As Cheryl and I were leaving Old Orchard Beach, fresh off a successful recovery, my phone rang. On the other end was Jennifer, and she was looking for some urgent help from The Ring Finders of Maine.

I asked her what happened, and she explained that her husband, Paul, had just lost his wedding ring at Point Sebago. The tricky part? He wasn’t entirely sure where it came off. It could have been in the dry sand around their beach setup, or it could be somewhere out in the water.

๐Ÿˆ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ & ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐“๐ก๐ž๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ
Here is what we knew: Paul had been lounging around his beach chair, but he had also been out in Sebago Lake Maine, throwing a football around with his sons. Around lunchtime, as the family gathered to grab a bite to eat, Paul looked down and realized with a sinking feeling that his ring was gone.

The family immediately sprang into action. They searched all around their beach chairs and waded through the water where the football game had taken place, but they came up empty-handed.

When Jennifer told me the story, my immediate thought was that the ring had to be in Sebago Lake. In my experience, rings donโ€™t just fall off your finger while you’re lounging around in a beach chair. They come off when you are active and doing something with your handsโ€”like catching or throwing a football in the cool lake water!

๐Ÿงณ ๐†๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐”๐ฉ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐–๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ
Knowing this was likely going to be a water search, I told Jennifer I would absolutely get up there, but I needed to make one quick stop at my house first. If I was going into the lake, I needed the right tool for the job: my Minelab Excalibur II. This machine is a beast for water recoveriesโ€”fully waterproof and submersible up to 200 feet deep, it’s the same detector used on heavy-duty dive sites.
Once I retrieved the Excalibur and made sure we had every piece of gear required for a thorough water hunt, I called Jennifer back. I let her know we were officially on the road and that it would take about an hour to get there, aiming for a 3:30 PM arrival.
With the vehicle loaded up and a plan in place, Cheryl and I hit the highway, heading straight for Point Sebago.

โ›ณ ๐•๐ˆ๐ ๐€๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐š๐ฅ ๐š๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ญ ๐’๐ž๐›๐š๐ ๐จ
Once we arrived, we were promptly met at the main gate by Jennifer and her son, who got us checked in with visitor passes. From there, they drove us right down to the beach and lake in a golf cart. Wow, I really like this placeโ€”no walking required, lol!
Down at the water, we were met by Paul. He showed us their exact beach setup and pointed out the area of the lake where he had been standing while tossing the football around. I got my gear on, fired up the Excalibur, and walked straight into Sebago Lake with Paul leading the way to his exact spot.

๐Ÿงญ ๐…๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐†๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐’๐ž๐š๐ซ๐œ๐ก
Once I could see the entire layout of the area, I told Paul my strategy: I was going to start my grid search just a little further out and deeper in the water. I always over-grid an area to make absolutely sure I donโ€™t miss a single spot where a ring could possibly be hiding.
Thatโ€™s when Paul gave me one more piece of informationโ€”he mentioned that he had actually swum out to retrieve the football a few different times, and on those swims, the water was over his head. There wasn’t much I could do about those deep-water spots at that moment, but I could certainly search every single inch of the rest of the area.
I set up my grid lines vertical to the shore, locking my eyes onto an onshore landmarkโ€”a specific tree at the back of the beach area. Keeping my focus on that tree would ensure I walked in a perfectly straight line.

โšก ๐“๐ฐ๐จ ๐Œ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐†๐ฅ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ!
With the plan locked in, I waded out until the water was approximately armpit deep and started making my way back toward the shore. I hadn’t even been searching for two minutes when I reached belly-deep water and a strong, clear signal hit my headphones. My first target! Could this really be Paul’s wedding ring already?
I plunged my long-handled beach scoop deep into the sand, lifted it up, and dumped the contents into the floating sifter I use out in the water. As the water cleared and I looked inside, I COULD NOT BELIEVE MY EYES.
A gold ring was sticking right out of a clump of sand!
I turned, looked right at Paul, and said, “I got it.”

๐ŸŽ‰ ๐‚๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐›๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ž
Paul immediately made a beeline to me, and Jennifer and one of their sons rushed right out behind him. I told Paul he could have the honors of removing his ring from the sifter himself. As he grabbed it, the sheer relief on his face was incredibly evident.
Suddenly, everyone in the family was smiling, shaking hands, and hugging. But the magic didn’t stop there. Once the other vacationers in the area realized what had just happened, a massive wave of applause, clapping, and cheering started filtering out to us from the shore and from people in the water. It was an absolutely awesome moment to experience!

๐Ÿ—“๏ธ ๐€ ๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ๐ญ๐ก ๐€๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ ๐’๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐
As we were walking out of the lake, Jennifer let me in on a huge secret: she and Paul would be celebrating 30 years of marriage this upcoming October! Recovering Paul’s wedding ring was an unbelievable relief for their massive upcoming anniversary.
Jennifer and Paul continued to praise me for making the trip out to help them, and as we stood there talking about 30 wonderful years of their lives together, my phone rang yet again.

๐ŸŽฉ ๐Ž๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐จ ๐Š๐ž๐ง๐ง๐ž๐›๐ฎ๐ง๐ค๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐‡๐š๐ญ ๐“๐ซ๐ข๐œ๐ค!
The next call was for a lost wedding ring down at Goose Rocks Beach in Kennebunkport Maine. Paul and Jennifer were incredibly generous and offered to buy Cheryl and me a round of drinks to celebrate the win, but we had to politely decline. A wedding ring had to be found, and as we always say:
“If it matters to you, it matters to us.” โค๏ธ
So, with two successful ring recoveries already under our belts today, Cheryl and I hopped back into the vehicle and headed straight to Kennebunkport Maine. Let’s see if we can make it a hat trick! ๐ŸŽฉโ˜˜๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’ ๐Ÿ’ฌ

Sterling Silver Ring Lost In The Old Orchard Beach, Maine Sand, Found With A Metal Detector

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

๐ŸŒŠ ๐€๐๐Ž๐“๐‡๐„๐‘ ๐ŽLD ORCHARD ๐๐„๐€๐‚๐‡ ๐‘๐„๐’๐‚๐”๐„! ๐ŸŒŠ

๐Ÿ“ฑ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐“๐„๐—๐“ ๐…๐‘๐Ž๐Œ ๐‚๐‹๐€๐”๐ƒ๐ˆ๐€
I just received a text from Claudia asking, “Hey! I heard about you for a ring lost on the OOB Beach.” I texted right back letting her know that yes, I find rings on the beach, and asked if she had just lost one.

๐Ÿ–๏ธ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐’๐€๐๐๐„๐€๐‘๐ˆ๐๐† ๐€๐‚๐“
Claudia explained that she had taken her beautiful sterling silver ringโ€”a precious Valentine’s Day gift from her partnerโ€”off and placed it safely on her beach towel before heading into the ocean for a swim with her daughter. Once they came out of the water, her daughter grabbed the towel to dry off… and you know the rest of the story. The silver ring disappeared instantly into the sand! โšก

๐Ÿง  ๐€ ๐•๐„๐‘๐˜ ๐’๐Œ๐€๐‘๐“ ๐Œ๐Ž๐•๐„
Claudia and her group of family and friendsโ€”visiting all the way on vacation from Canada, Quรฉbec.โ€”started a quick search. However, they quickly and smartly called the search off. They were afraid of accidentally kicking the ring out of the area or pushing it deeper into the sand out of reach of my metal detector. Truly a smart move! ๐Ÿ‘

๐Ÿš— ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‘๐€๐‚๐„ ๐“๐Ž ๐Ž๐‹๐ƒ ๐Ž๐‘๐‚๐‡๐€๐‘๐ƒ ๐๐„๐€๐‚๐‡
I told Claudia I could be at her location in @lOld Orchard Beach in 15 minutes if I could find parking. Cheryl and I loaded up the metal detecting gear and headed straight to OOB. After driving around for 5 minutes looking for a spot, we finally parked about 1/3 of a mile away and walked over to Claudia’s location.

๐Ÿช‘ ๐๐‘๐„๐๐€๐‘๐ˆ๐๐† ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐€๐‘๐„๐€
Once we arrived, we saw that Claudia and her group had completely cleared the area and placed their beach chairs in a perfect semi-circle to keep the loss zone clear and identifiable. Another great move! I really like these people. ๐Ÿ‘

๐ŸŽฌ ๐Ÿ“ ๐’๐„๐‚๐Ž๐๐ƒ๐’ ๐“๐Ž ๐†๐‹๐Ž๐‘๐˜!
I fired up the metal detector and asked ๐‘น๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐‘ญ๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“ ๐‘ฝ๐’Š๐’…๐’†๐’๐’ˆ๐’“๐’‚๐’‘๐’‰๐’†๐’“ ๐‘ฌ๐’™๐’•๐’“๐’‚๐’๐’“๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’‚๐’Š๐’“๐’†, ๐‘ช๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’š๐’, to start rolling the camera. I took exactly two steps and heard the unmistakable tone I was hoping to hear.
Are you serious?! ๐Ÿ“ธ
Just two steps and literally 5 seconds into the search, I believed I had already found it. I put the detector down, reached my hand into the sand, felt around, and pulled Claudia’s sterling silver ring, sparkling with stones, right out of the sand! ๐Ÿ’โœจ
(Be sure to watch the video below to see the exact moment it happened!)

๐Ÿค ๐“๐„๐€๐Œ๐–๐Ž๐‘๐Š ๐Œ๐€๐Š๐„๐’ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐ƒ๐‘๐„๐€๐Œ ๐–๐Ž๐‘๐Š
This was easily one of the fastest recoveries I have ever had. It happened that fast because Claudia and her group had the foresight not to disturb the area, and instead chose to isolate it perfectly by marking it with their beach chairs.
Claudia and her group were all smiles! I cannot stress enough how much Claudia and her crew really helped themselves and me by doing everything exactly right:
* Time is of the essence: Claudia messaged me within minutes of losing her ring.
* Stop searching: They stopped before disturbing the area.
* Isolate the zone: They marked the spot perfectly while keeping others out. ๐Ÿ›‘๐ŸŒพ

๐Ÿš— ๐Ž๐ ๐“๐Ž ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐๐„๐—๐“ ๐€๐ƒ๐•๐„๐๐“๐”๐‘๐„!
After the smiles, hugs, and handshakes were over, Cheryl and I grabbed our gear and headed back to our vehicle a third of a mile away.
But the day wasn’t over yet!
As soon as we got into the vehicle, the phone rang. Another lost ring phone call! We threw it in drive and headed straight to Point Sebago on Sebago Lake Maine in Casco, Maine. Little did we know, as we left Old Orchard Beach, our ring-finding adventures for the day were just beginning… ๐Ÿš—๐Ÿ’จ

๐Ÿ“ž ๐‹๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐€ ๐‘๐ˆ๐๐† ๐Ž๐‘ ๐•๐€๐‹๐”๐€๐๐‹๐„? ๐ƒ๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐๐€๐๐ˆ๐‚!
If you lose a ring, keys, or other jewelry on the beach or in the grass, remember: Stop searching, mark the area, and call a professional immediately! Time and moving sand are your biggest enemies.
๐‘ช๐’๐’๐’•๐’‚๐’„๐’• ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐‘น๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐‘ญ๐’Š๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’๐’‡ ๐‘ด๐’‚๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’•๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’†๐’• ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’‘๐’“๐’†๐’„๐’Š๐’๐’–๐’” ๐’Š๐’•๐’†๐’Ž๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’„๐’Œ!
* ๐Ÿ“ฑ Call/Text: ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ•-๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘-๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•

Platinum Wedding Ring Lost In The Goose Rocks Beach Sand, Found With A Metal Detector In Kennebunkport, Maine

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)
๐ŸŒŠ “๐’๐”๐, ๐’๐€๐๐ƒ, ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐€ ๐…๐‹๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐–๐„๐ƒ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐๐† ๐‘๐ˆ๐๐† ๐€๐“ ๐†๐Ž๐Ž๐’๐„ ๐‘๐Ž๐‚๐Š๐’ ๐๐„๐€๐‚๐‡!โ€ ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’ฅ
It was a picture-perfect summer day at Goose Rocks Beach (GRB) in Kennebunkport Maine. Brandon and his wife, Taylor, were soaking up the sun, enjoying the beautiful weather, and spending quality time with a great group of family and friends. It was the kind of beach day memories are made ofโ€”until it was time to pack up. ๐Ÿ–๏ธโ˜€๏ธ
As the day wrapped up and the group started gathering their gear to leave, Brandon went to take his ring off. In a split second, disaster struck. The ring slipped, caught the air, and went flying off his finger, completely disappearing into the sand right in front of him! ๐Ÿ›‘๐Ÿ˜ณ
๐Ÿ” ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐•๐€๐๐ˆ๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐๐† ๐€๐‚๐“ ๐ˆ๐ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐’๐€๐๐ƒ
If you follow my page, you already know the golden rule: once a ring meets beach sand, it performs an almost impossible vanishing act. It settles instantly, blending perfectly into its new surroundings. ๐Ÿœ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘€
The entire group jumped into action. They searched and searched, sifting through the grains, but after a valiant and exhausting effort, they came up empty-handed. Feeling defeated, the group finally had to leave, leaving Brandon and Taylor behind to continue the frustrating search alone.
๐Ÿš“ ๐€ ๐‡๐„๐‹๐๐ˆ๐๐† ๐‡๐€๐๐ƒ ๐…๐‘๐Ž๐Œ ๐Š๐„๐๐๐„๐๐”๐๐Š๐๐Ž๐‘๐“โ€™๐’ ๐…๐ˆ๐๐„๐’๐“
Before leaving the area, a call was made to the Kennebunkport Police Department to officially report the lost ring and asking if there was anything they could do to help find the ring. That phone call turned out to be the best move they could have made! The responding officers gave Brandon and Taylor some incredible advice: โ€œYou need to reach out to The Ring Finders of Maine. They have great success finding rings on the beach.โ€ ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ—บ๏ธ
I want to extend a HUGE thank you to the Kennebunkport Police for the incredibly kind words and the referral! We truly appreciate our local law enforcement looking out for beachgoers and pointing them in our direction. ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฆ…
๐Ÿ“ž๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‚๐€๐‹๐‹ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐†๐€๐Œ๐„ ๐๐‹๐€๐
Once off the phone with the police, Brandon called me up and explained what happened. As I always do, I started asking a few quick questions to build a mental map of the recovery zone: Where exactly on the beach? Was it in the water or the dry sand? What time did it happen? Did you see or feel it come off?
Brandon gave me the whole story. Because the ring was lost high up in the dry sand, I didn’t need to worry about checking the tide charts or racing a rising ocean. I told him Cheryl and I would load up and be there in 25โ€“30 minutes, depending on the summer traffic. ๐Ÿš—๐Ÿ’จ
๐Ÿ–๏ธ ๐†๐‘๐Ž๐”๐๐ƒ ๐™๐„๐‘๐Ž ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐“๐‡๐„ “๐“๐„๐’๐“ ๐‘๐”๐”
When Cheryl and I arrived at GRB, Brandon met us promptly and walked us down to the now mostly empty beach. Taylor was still standing guard at the scene of the mishap, waiting and hoping.
Whenever I work with clients, I like to do a quick demonstration to build confidence. I take my own platinum wedding ring, throw it into the sand, and watch it completely disappear under the surface. Then, I swing my detector’s coil over the spot. I don’t normally wear headphones on these types of searches unless there’s heavy background noise. I want my clients to hear the target tone at the exact same moment I do!
When my detector let out a beautiful, loud, low tone over my hidden ring, Brandon and Taylor’s faces lit up. They heard the exact sound we were hunting for, reassuring them that the equipment works, everything is above board, and they had professional help on site. ๐Ÿ”Š
โฑ๏ธ ๐‹๐„๐’๐’ ๐“๐‡๐€๐ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ ๐’๐„๐‚๐Ž๐๐ƒ๐’?! ๐”๐๐‘๐„๐€๐‹!
Brandon showed me exactly where he had been standing when the ring took flight. I could see the area straight out from his position where the group had spent hours searching. I mapped out the strategy and told the couple I would perform a meticulous grid search, moving north to south, parallel to the shoreline.
I set up to start the grid right where I had just thrown my own test ring. I turned on the machine, took my very first two steps, and swung the coil.
BANG! ๐Ÿ’ฅ
The detector screamed with the exact same loud, low tone and Target ID that my own platinum ring had just produced. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Could I really have just found Brandon’s ring less than two feet from my test spot in less than 10 seconds? ๐Ÿคฏ
I reached for my pinpointer, located the exact target deep in the sand, and pulled out Brandonโ€™s platinum wedding ring. UNREAL!!!! ๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿ™Œ
๐Ÿ’ž ๐‘๐„๐‹๐ˆ๐„๐…, ๐’๐Œ๐ˆ๐‹๐„๐’, ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐„๐—๐“๐‘๐€ ๐’๐๐„๐‚๐ˆ๐€๐‹ ๐๐„๐–๐’
Immediately, Brandon and Taylor broke out into huge relief smiles! Handshakes and big emotional hugs ensued right there on the sand. The heavy weight of a lost heirloom vanished in an instant, replaced by pure joy. ๐Ÿ˜ญโค๏ธ
But the celebration didn’t stop there. With the ring safely recovered, the happy couple broke some absolutely beautiful news to us: They are expecting their first child this upcoming November! ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘ถ
On top of that, they are looking forward to celebrating their second wedding anniversary this September, less than two months away. Now that Brandon has his precious wedding ring back on his finger, this sweet couple is just ecstatic and feels completely whole again. ๐ŸŒŸ๐Ÿ’‘
๐‘ณ๐’†๐’•โ€™๐’” ๐’‰๐’†๐’๐’‘ ๐’”๐’‰๐’๐’˜ ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’˜๐’๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’‡๐’–๐’ ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’‘๐’๐’† ๐’”๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’Ž๐’–๐’๐’Š๐’•๐’š ๐’๐’๐’—๐’†! ๐‘ซ๐’“๐’๐’‘ ๐’‚ ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’Ž๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’•๐’ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’”๐’‰ ๐‘ฉ๐’“๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐‘ป๐’‚๐’š๐’๐’๐’“ ๐’‚ ๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’‰๐’‚๐’‘๐’‘๐’š ๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’š 2๐’๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’๐’Š๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’‚๐’“๐’š, ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’๐’†๐’•โ€™๐’” ๐’”๐’‰๐’๐’˜๐’†๐’“ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Ž ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’„๐’๐’๐’ˆ๐’“๐’‚๐’•๐’–๐’๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’๐’” ๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’–๐’‘๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’“๐’•๐’‰ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’“๐’”๐’• ๐’„๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’… ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐‘ต๐’๐’—๐’†๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’†๐’“! ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’ ๐’Œ๐’†๐’†๐’‘๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚ ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’“๐’š ๐’˜๐’‰๐’๐’๐’† ๐’“๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’‚๐’” ๐’‚ ๐’‡๐’‚๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’š ๐’Š๐’” ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’๐’˜โ€”๐’๐’†๐’•’๐’” ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’Ž๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’”๐’†๐’„๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’Ž ๐’˜๐’Š๐’”๐’‰๐’†๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’„๐’†๐’๐’†๐’ƒ๐’“๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’๐’†๐’™๐’• ๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’ˆ ๐’„๐’‰๐’‚๐’‘๐’•๐’†๐’“!๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿ‘ถโœจ
๐ป๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘…๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐น๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘€๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘’, ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘ โ„Ž ๐ต๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘‡๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘ข๐‘๐‘๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” 2๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘›๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘”๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ข๐‘๐‘๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘–๐‘Ÿ ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘™๐‘‘. ๐‘Š๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘œ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘๐‘™๐‘ฆ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž ๐‘ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘˜๐‘’๐‘’๐‘๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘’. ๐‘Š๐‘–๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘ข๐‘ก๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก! ๐Ÿฅ‚โœจ
๐‹๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฏ๐š๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ž?
๐ƒ๐จ๐ง’๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ข๐ญ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐š๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ฑ๐š๐œ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐จ๐œ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐œ ๐ฌ๐จ๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ž๐๐ข๐š ๐ฉ๐š๐ ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค.
๐‚๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐š๐œ๐ญ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‘๐ข๐ง๐  ๐…๐ข๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐Œ๐š๐ข๐ง๐ž:
* ๐Ÿ“ž ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ƒ๐ž๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ฌ: ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ•-๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘-๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•
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14K St Anthony Pendant Lost In The Atlantic Ocean Water, Found With A Metal Detector At Short Sands Beach, York, Maine

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)
๐ŸŒŠ ๐‹๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐ˆ๐ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐€๐“๐‹๐€๐๐“๐ˆ๐‚ ๐Ž๐‚๐„๐€๐: ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐’๐“. ๐€๐๐“๐‡๐Ž๐๐˜ ๐๐„๐๐ƒ๐€๐๐“ ๐๐”๐™๐™๐‹๐„ ๐ŸŒŠ
I received a call from Joanne. Her son, Rob, had been enjoying the day at Short Sands Beach in York Beach, Maine , when disaster struck. After getting out of the ocean, Rob looked down and realized his 14k gold St. Anthony pendant was no longer on his necklace. It was lost somewhere in the rolling surf. ๐Ÿ›‘
๐Ÿ“ˆ ๐‘๐”๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐๐† ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐“๐ˆ๐ƒ๐„ ๐‚๐‡๐€๐‘๐“๐’ ๐Ÿ“ˆ
Joanne asked if I could help. I immediately checked the tide charts and saw that the tide was currently coming in. When she told me the pendant was lost around 1:00 PM, I knew that meant it went missing at mid-tide. ๐Ÿ•’
I explained to Joanne that our absolute best chance for a recovery would be to arrive at Short Sands at 7:00 PM. By then, the tide would be heading back out, hitting that exact same mid-tide level, allowing me to follow the water out as it receded. She told me Rob would meet us there. ๐Ÿค
๐Ÿ” ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“ ๐’๐„๐€๐‘๐‚๐‡ ๐๐„๐†๐ˆ๐๐’ ๐Ÿ”
When Cheryl and I arrived at 7:00 PM, Rob was waiting. He brought us right down to the beach and pointed out the exact area where he had been swimming when he first noticed the pendant was gone.
I mapped out my strategy and told Rob I would grid search parallel to the shore, expanding the search area by an extra 25 feet to both the north and the south to guarantee we covered every square inch of the zone. ๐Ÿ“ Duty called for Rob, and he had to leave the beach shortly after to head back to Boston for work the next morning. ๐Ÿš™
Cheryl and I pushed on. I grid searched the area for more than two hours, finally calling it a night after 9:00 PM as darkness completely took over. ๐ŸŒ™ I had covered the entire designated area, but the ocean only gave up coins and the usual pull tabs and small pieces of aluminum. No gold. ๐Ÿช™
๐Ÿ’ก ๐€ ๐‚๐‘๐”๐‚๐ˆ๐€๐‹ ๐‚๐‹๐”๐„ ๐Ž๐ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐ƒ๐‘๐ˆ๐•๐„ ๐‡๐Ž๐Œ๐„ ๐Ÿ’ก
On the drive back home to Saco, Maine, I called Rob to give him the update. I told him the pendant simply wasn’t in that specific grid. I asked him if he had actually felt or seen the pendant slip off his neck, and he said no. Then I asked a crucial question:
“Had you been swimming earlier in the day?” ๐Ÿค”
“Yes,” he replied. “Three or four other times.”
Right then, a lightbulb went off. It all made perfect sense! The St. Anthony pendant hadn’t come off during his 1:00 PM swimโ€”it had likely slipped off during one of his earlier swims, and he just hadn’t noticed it was missing until later in the day. ๐Ÿ’ก
๐ŸŒ… ๐’๐‹๐„๐„๐๐‹๐„๐’๐’ ๐๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“ & ๐€ ๐๐„๐– ๐๐‹๐€๐ ๐ŸŒ…
Knowing he had most likely lost the pendant earlier in the day, my mind immediately went back to the tide charts. I saw that the morning low tide was set for 10:39 AM. My new plan was to get back to Short Sands Beach by 7:00 AM, matching the receding water and following it all the way down until low tide three and a half hours later. I was highly optimistic that the earlier swimming area would finally be exposed. ๐ŸŒŠ
After a restless night with maybe three hours of sleepโ€”because my mind just wouldn’t stop racing over that missing goldโ€”I pulled back up to Short Sands Beach. ๐Ÿฅฑ
I wasted no time getting to work, picking up the grid search from north to south, moving parallel to the shoreline once again. For the first hour and a half, the beach was stubborn. I was only digging up the usual suspects: coins and pull-tabs. By 8:30 AM, with two hours left until low tide, I knew I just had to keep grinding. ๐Ÿฆพ
๐ŸŽฏ ๐“๐€๐‘๐†๐„๐“ ๐ˆ๐ƒ๐„๐๐“๐ˆ๐…๐ˆ๐‚๐€๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐: ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ“! ๐ŸŽฏ
Just ten minutes later, everything changed. ๐Ÿ’ฅ
My detector screamed with a LOUD, LOW TONE, locking in at a solid 35 on my Target Identification Screen (TID)! ๐ŸŽถ It sounded absolutely beautiful, and my adrenaline instantly spiked. ๐Ÿ“ˆ
I scooped up a heavy load of sand, flipped it onto the wet, hard-packed surface, and pulled out my pinpointer. As I located the target and began brushing away the top layer of sand, there it wasโ€”a bright, unmistakable glint of SHINY GOLD! โœจ๐Ÿ‘‘
I pulled it out, and holding it in my hand was Robโ€™s St. Anthony pendant! My theory had been spot on. After two separate days and four and a half total hours of searching, the puzzle was solved. The pendant was resting about 40 to 50 feet further out toward the water than where Rob originally thought he lost it, proving he had dropped it during one of those earlier swims. ๐Ÿงญ
๐Ÿ“ฑ ๐€๐ ๐„๐‚๐’๐“๐€๐“๐ˆ๐‚ ๐…๐€๐Œ๐ˆ๐‹๐˜ ๐Ÿ“ฑ
I immediately captured a video of the recovery and sent it to Rob and Joanne. Within minutes, both of their phones were ringing off the hookโ€”they were absolutely ecstatic! ๐Ÿฅณ๐ŸŽ‰
Since Rob was already back at work in Boston and Joanne was also down in Massachusetts, Rob asked if I could hand the precious heirloom over to his girlfriendโ€™s brother, Jay, who was still vacationing in York with his family. I told him, “Absolutely!” ๐Ÿค
Meeting up with Jay and handing over the pendant felt incredible. Job done. But the real icing on the cake came a short time later when I received a text from Rob that truly says it all: โค๏ธ
๐Ÿ’ฌ ๐€ ๐Œ๐„๐’๐’๐€๐†๐„ ๐“๐‡๐€๐“ ๐’๐€๐˜๐’ ๐ˆ๐“ ๐€๐‹๐‹ ๐Ÿ’ฌ
“๐™๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™  ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™จ๐™ค ๐™ข๐™ช๐™˜๐™ ๐™–๐™œ๐™–๐™ž๐™ฃ. ๐™๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™จ ๐™œ๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ข๐™š ๐™—๐™ฎ ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™œ๐™ง๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ข๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™—๐™ž๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™๐™™๐™–๐™ฎ ๐™ฌ๐™š ๐™จ๐™๐™–๐™ง๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™œ๐™š๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง. ๐™„๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™จ ๐™– ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™จ๐™๐™š ๐™ง๐™š๐™ข๐™š๐™ข๐™—๐™š๐™ง๐™š๐™™ ๐™–๐™ก๐™ก ๐™๐™š๐™ง ๐™œ๐™ง๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™๐™˜๐™๐™ž๐™ก๐™™๐™ง๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™œ๐™ž๐™›๐™ฉ๐™จ. ๐™„ ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ช๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ง๐™š๐™˜๐™ž๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™š๐™›๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฉ, ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™š๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š, ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ฃ๐™š๐™จ๐™จ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™š๐™™. ๐™๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™š๐™–๐™ฃ๐™จ ๐™– ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ข๐™š, ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™„ ๐™๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™™๐™ž๐™™๐™ฃโ€™๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™  ๐™„โ€™๐™™ ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™จ๐™š๐™š ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™–๐™œ๐™–๐™ž๐™ฃ. ๐˜ฝ๐™š๐™˜๐™–๐™ช๐™จ๐™š ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช, ๐™„ ๐™๐™–๐™ซ๐™š ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ข๐™š๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™˜๐™ž๐™–๐™ก ๐™—๐™–๐™˜๐™  ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™„ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™จ ๐™œ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™œ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ง๐™ค๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ฎ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™จ๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™๐™š๐™ก๐™ฅ ๐™– ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™š๐™ฉ๐™š ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ข๐™š๐™–๐™ฃ๐™จ ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ง๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™„ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ฅ๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ง๐™™๐™จ. ๐™๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™  ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™–๐™œ๐™–๐™ž๐™ฃ, ๐™„ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™œ๐™š๐™ฉ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ฃ๐™š๐™จ๐™จ. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™–๐™ง๐™š ๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™–๐™ข๐™–๐™ฏ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ. ๐™๐™๐™š ๐™›๐™–๐™˜๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™™๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™š ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™จ ๐™ข๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™š ๐™–๐™ง๐™š ๐™œ๐™ค๐™ค๐™™ ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™š ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ก๐™™, ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™„ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™œ๐™š๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ.” ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ˜ญ
โค๏ธ ๐–๐‡๐˜ ๐–๐„ ๐ƒ๐Ž ๐–๐‡๐€๐“ ๐–๐„ ๐ƒ๐Ž โค๏ธ
Well, if a message like that doesn’t warm your heart, absolutely nothing will. It is exactly for reasons like this that we do what we do. The jewelry we recover holds deep family bonds and irreplaceable memories that a retail store can never replicate. These items represent family history. ๐Ÿ“œโœจ
I truly have the best job in the world, and I love my job! ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฅ‡
๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ค๐ž๐ฒ๐ฌ, ๐จ๐ซ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ, ๐๐จ๐ง’๐ญ ๐ฉ๐š๐ง๐ข๐œ, ๐๐จ๐ง’๐ญ ๐๐ข๐  ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐š, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ง’๐ญ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐จ๐œ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐œ ๐ฌ๐จ๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ž๐๐ข๐š! ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐š๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ•-๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘-๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ“ž
Remember: โ€œ๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ฌ.โ€ ๐ŸŒŠโœจ

Gold And Platinum Wedding Ring Lost In The Water Of Sebago Lake, Found With A Metal Detector, In Standish, Maine

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

๐Ÿ’ SAVED FROM SEBAGO LAKE! ๐Ÿšจ

It was supposed to be the ultimate bachelor weekend getaway.
A group of lifelong friends. A stunning waterfront lake house in Standish, Maine. Perfect weather over beautiful Sebago Lake Maine. ๐ŸŒŠ

But what happened next turned a perfect weekend into a full-blown emergencyโ€ฆ ๐Ÿ˜ณ

โ˜€๏ธ THE MOMENT EVERYTHING CHANGED โ˜€๏ธ

Nick was out in the water enjoying Sebago Lakeโ€”tossing a football, swimming, and floating around with the guysโ€”when disaster struck.

His gold and platinum wedding ring suddenly slipped off his finger.

Before anyone could reactโ€ฆ it disappeared beneath the surface. Gone. Just like that. ๐Ÿ˜ณ

The panic set in immediately.

Imagine having to make that phone call to your wife from a bachelor party weekendโ€ฆ YIKES!!! ๐Ÿ’

๐Ÿ’ฅ Determined not to give up, the bachelor crew jumped into action.

They swam, waded, and searched the area themselves. Smartly, they even placed two large stones on the lake bed to mark the exact drop zone.

But finding a ring in waist- to chest-deep water is nearly impossible by hand.

Despite their best effortsโ€ฆ the ring was still missing.

๐Ÿ“ž โ€œWE NEED HELPโ€ฆโ€ (THIS IS WHEN WE WERE CALLED) ๐Ÿ“ž

Realizing they were running out of time, Nick contacted The Ring Finders of Maine.

Cheryl and I immediately loaded up my fully waterproof metal detecting gear and headed to Standish, Maine and Sebago Lake, Maine.

When we arrived, the guys showed us the stone markers they had placedโ€”perfect reference points.

We geared up, entered the water, and began a careful grid search.

๐ŸŽ‰ 10 MINUTES LATERโ€ฆ THIS HAPPENED ๐ŸŽ‰

I swept the detector back across the marked areaโ€ฆ

Nothing.

I adjusted slightly and continued the grid pattern.

Still nothing.

Then I turned just a bit farther leftโ€ฆ and everything changed. ๐Ÿ‘€

A clean, unmistakable signal rang out through my headphones.

I scooped the sand, swirled it in the waterโ€ฆ and there it was.

๐Ÿ’ Nickโ€™s gold and platinum wedding ring.

I lifted it high and said:

โ€œGold & platinum?โ€

The entire group erupted in cheers. The energy was unbelievable. ๐ŸŽ‰

Nickโ€™s relief said it allโ€”what started as a disaster was now a full recovery.

And best of allโ€ฆ no dreaded phone call home needed. ๐Ÿ™Œ

We have the best job in the world. We love our job.

โ€œRemember, If It Matters to You, It Matters To Us โ€œโค๏ธ๐Ÿ™

๐Ÿ”Š TURN YOUR SOUND UP โ€” THIS IS THE MOMENT EVERYTHING CHANGED!๐Ÿ‘‡

Watch the full recovery video on The Ring Finders of Maine Facebook page to hear the reaction live! ๐ŸŽฅ

๐Ÿ’ก LOST SOMETHING IN THE WATER OR SAND IN MAINE?

Donโ€™t waitโ€”and donโ€™t try to dig it out yourself. You could push it deeper.

Call us immediately:

๐Ÿ“ž Dennis: 207-423-3027
๐ŸŒŠ Fully waterproof recovery equipment for lakes, ponds, rivers, and ocean surf
โค๏ธ If it matters to you, it matters to us

 

Gold Wedding Ring Lost in The Saco River, Found With A Metal Detector In Biddeford, Maine

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

๐Ÿšจ SACO RIVER SUCCESS: Independence Day Ring Rescue! ๐ŸŽ†

๐Ÿ’On Friday, July 3rd, I received a call from Sam. Her husband, Matt, had been tubing on The Saco River at Rotary Park in Biddeford, Maineโ€”just 3โ€“4 miles from my house.

While tubing, Matt felt his white gold wedding ring slip right off his finger.

He dove in after it, but after an hour of searching, he came up empty-handed.

Sam wanted to know if this was something we could help with. I told her we absolutely do water recoveries!

Iโ€™ve searched Rotary Park before; while it’s not a complicated grid, the riverbed has a brutal, hard clay bottom that makes digging with our scoops incredibly tough.

Sam said Matt would be in touch.๐Ÿ“ž

The Morning Plan & Tag-Teaming the Search

The next morning, Matt called with the exact details:

Depth: 4 to 5 feet of water ๐ŸŒŠ

Location: Inside the buoys at Rotary Park

Current: Very minimal

Bottom: A mix of sand, hard clay, and thick vegetation ๐ŸŒฟ

Perfect! I told Matt I could search up to five feet deep, but I wasn’t available for another hour and a half.

Instead of making him wait, I called fellow Ring Finder Gary Hill, who lives just 20 minutes away.

Gary could start grid-searching immediately until I could get there.

Matt rushed to meet him.

Within 30 minutes, Gary was out the door with his Minelab Excalibur diving metal detector, ready to dive in! ๐Ÿคฟ๐ŸŽ๏ธ

Double Booking: A Second Emergency Call!

Once I got home, I started loading up my own Minelab Excalibur to head to the river.

Just as I was packing up, my phone rang again.

A frantic caller at Long Sands Beach in York Beach, Maine, had just lost a gold wedding ring in the sand 30 minutes prior.

With Gary already handling the river, I made a quick executive decision:

I left the Saco River search entirely in Gary’s capable hands and jumped onto the Maine Turnpike toward York.

I was barely on the highway when my phone buzzed. A text from Gary read:

โ€œRING FOUND 4 1/2 FEET DEEP.โ€ ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿ”ฅ

OUTSTANDING!

I called Gary immediately to congratulate him on an incredible water recovery before continuing down to my beach call.๐Ÿคฟ

Mud, Branches, and Teamwork: How It Happened

Gary later gave me the breakdown of how they pulled it off.

Matt took Gary directly to the drop zone.

Matt even brought his snorkeling goggles to help search visually while Gary executed a tight grid search with his detector.

Gary started at three feet deep and worked his way deeper.

He hit a few random targets, but nothing with that distinct gold tone.

He kept digging anyway.

After about 30 minutes, Gary pushed out into 4.5 feet of water.

BOOM.
A loud, low-tone target blasted through his headphones. Gary knew instantly: this was the wedding ring. ๐ŸŽฏ

But there was a catch. The target was trapped under decayed vegetation and a layer of compacted, rock-hard clay and sand.

Garyโ€™s scoop couldn’t break through.

So, the duo improvised:

Gary held his detector coil directly over the target to lock down the location. ๐Ÿ“

Matt took a deep breath, dove to the bottom, and grabbed a massive handful of the leaves, roots, and debris. ๐ŸŒฟ

They brought the pile to the surface together to sift through it.

As they cleared away the mud and branches… a beautiful white gold ring appeared! ๐Ÿ’Žโœจ

๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ The Best Way to Spend July 4th.

Mission accomplished!

Matt let out a massive celebratory yell, smiling ear to ear. They headed back to shore, where Matt couldnโ€™t wait to call Sam with the life-saving news.

What a phenomenal way to spend the 4th of July weekendโ€”in the water, saving the day, and making sure a piece of family history wasn’t lost forever.

Happy 250th Anniversary, America!

This is a holiday Matt and Gary will never forget. ๐Ÿ›๏ธโค๏ธ

Later that afternoon, Matt sent a text:

โ€œThank you so much for setting this up and Iโ€™m so excited we found it. Have a GREAT 4TH.โ€

Talking with Gary later, he perfectly summed up why we do this:

โ€œI really do have the best job in the world, and I love my job.โ€ ๐Ÿฅฐ

Lost something valuable in the water or sand? Don’t waitโ€”time is critical! Call The Ring Finders of Maine at 207-423-3027

Remember: โ€œIf it matters to you, it matters to usโ€

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Gold Wedding Ring Lost In The Soil, Found With A Metal Detector, Wells, Maine

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

๐Ÿšจ EMOTIONAL RECOVERY! ๐Ÿšจ Another Ring Back Where It Belongs! ๐Ÿ’โœจ

The Ring Finders of Maine, With Recovery and Return #232

While Cheryl and I were at a Boston Red Sox vs New York Yankees game in Boston, Gary Hill was watching the store back here in Maine. โšพ๏ธ

The previous day, I had received a text from Mary:
โ€œHi. My name is Mary. We live in Wells Maine. My husband lost his wedding ring while digging a patio this weekend. Are you available tomorrow? Iโ€™ve seen you on Facebook, and we met one time at Drake’s Island Beach.โ€ ๐Ÿ–๏ธ

My reply:
โ€œHi Mary, I am not available tomorrow. I am going to Boston for a Red Sox game. I do have Gary Hill covering for me if you would like him to search tomorrow. Otherwise, I could come Sunday morning. Is he sure he was wearing the ring while working on the patio? Has the area where he was digging been filled back in? My concern is that the ring may have been buried too deep for our detectors.โ€ ๐Ÿค”

Maryโ€™s reply:
โ€œWe have only dug it out. We dumped a lot of dirt and grass in the woods behind our house; Iโ€™m guessing it would be there. But our plan is to finish the patio tomorrow, so if you could give me Garyโ€™s number, I would appreciate it. Enjoy the Sox!โ€

I gave Garyโ€™s contact information to Mary, and once they talked, they made plans to meet the next morning at 8:00 AM. โฑ๏ธ

Gary arrived right on time, and he brought along a special helperโ€”his 8-year-old grandson, Rowan, who was visiting his grandparents from South Carolina! ๐Ÿฅฐ

Mary and her husband, Paul, showed Gary the two locations where they thought the gold wedding ring might be: the patio excavation site and the dirt pile in the woods. ๐Ÿชต

Everyone figured the woods was the most likely spot, but Gary decided to sweep the patio site first just to rule it out. It was only about a 15โ€™ x 15โ€™ area, and Gary figured it would take just 10 minutes.

THEN, THE DETECTOR WENT OFF… ๐ŸŽง๐Ÿ’ฅ

Just 5 minutes into the search, Gary got his first target! Rowan was on duty as the official pinpointer operator today. ๐Ÿงญ

As Rowan stuck the pinpointer into the soil, he pulled out a piece of aluminum.

But as any good metal detectorist knows, you always check the hole twice! Gary told Rowan to recheck the area. Rowan placed the pinpointer back in the dirt, and it went off again! There was another target hiding right underneath! ๐Ÿšจ

As Rowan carefully brushed away the dirt, a glint of gold caught their eyes. It was a gold wedding ringโ€”Paul’s ring! ๐Ÿฅนโœจ

INCREDIBLE!!! Gary and Rowan needed less than 5 minutes to solve the mystery.
TEARS OF RELIEF ๐Ÿ˜ญโค๏ธ

When Paul saw his ring, his eyes immediately filled with tears. ๐Ÿฅน

That ring meant the world to him, and he truly believed it was gone forever. The sudden wave of relief was overwhelming. Paul and Mary wrapped Gary and Rowan in huge hugs, and the stress completely melted away.

Another ring back on the finger where it belongs! ๐Ÿ’

A huge congratulations to 8-year-old Rowan on his amazing work today. He did an outstanding job and has officially earned his title as a “Ring Finder!” ๐Ÿ†๐ŸŽ‰

๐Ÿ’ก LOST SOMETHING PRECIOUS?
If you or someone you know has lost a ring, keys, or any other irreplaceable item, don’t wait! Call or text The Ring Finders of Maine right away at 207-423-3027. We are here to help bring your lost treasures back home! ๐Ÿ“ž๐Ÿงญ [1]

We truly have the best job in the world, and we love what we do! ๐Ÿ—บ๏ธ๐Ÿ”จ

Remember, โ€œIf It Matters To You, It Matters To Us.โ€