Ladies White Gold and Diamond Wedding Band Found and Returned, Myrtle Beach, SC.
I received a phone call last night from Paul about his wife’s wedding band that was lost a few hours before on the beach. It was on the edge of darkness so I made sure to carry my Head lamp along with my CTX 30-30. I told my wife that she was going to be a Ring Finder Widow once again as I headed for the truck.
I met Paul 40 minutes later at the beach resort where he and his wife Clarissa were staying. Paul told me that he was “pretty sure” that she lost it on the beach near where they were camped out for the day, or maybe in the water where they had gone for a swim. I had Paul rub his left earlobe for good luck. A quick prayer doesn’t hurt either. I went to work with detector, scoop and headlamp in a 30 yard square grid in the dry sand. Exhausting that, I moved toward the rising tide. I searched another 30 x 40 yard grid to the water’s edge, again with no luck. Every target I dug had Paul looking on with anticipation, only to be disappointed with every pull tab and penny excavated from the sand. After a 2 plus hour search in the darkness we were both ready to call it a night. I told Paul I would be back in the morning for the next low tide cycle. Paul tried to hand me some money and I told him I would not take it, as it meant we were giving up and it was “Bad JuJu”. Returning to the beach the next morning with my Excalibur, I chased the tide down and into the water for the next hour, with no luck. I returned to the top of the beach and asked myself where have I not been already. I remembered Paul talking about Clarissa picking up the beach wagon by the stairs that go off the beach to the resort. I had checked the area the night before but did not go all the way to the base of the stairs as nails and the likes always drive the detector crazy. This morning I went all the way in to the base of the stair. Expectedly the nails were doing their job and giving me null tones, but on one sweep I did get a little higher tone in the phones. I used the sand scoop to remove sand from atop the bottom stair buried 4” down. Sweeping the step again gave me only the nulled tones. Moving back out to open beach I dumped the sand from the scoop and gave it a sweep. There it is, that beautiful Minelab golden tone. Paul was just coming down the stairs to the beach as I was taking pictures of the ring. We decided to not tell Clarissa yet as Paul went back up to the room to tell her I had a few more questions that I wanted to ask her directly. I could see grief on her face as she walked down the stairs. I asked her a couple questions and pulled some junk rings from my pouch. I asked her if she wanted one as a memento for her trip to Myrtle Beach. “NO”. I then reached into my pocket and said I have one more that she might be interested in. Grief left her face and turned into a big smile… Then she called Paul a bad name for tricking her. Another happy ending. I love being a Ring Finder”.
Paul and Clarissa, Thank You for the generous donation to our efforts. Traveling Mercies Back to Jersey. All the Best!