LOST 18k GOLD WEDDING RING IN MACON, NC…. FOUND!!!
About 3 weeks ago, I received a call from a gentleman that had lost his wedding ring about five years ago while winterizing his boat on Lake Gaston. While he was putting a tarp over the top of his boat his ring slid off, due to the colder weather. It dropped in about 5-6 feet of water at the time.
We agreed on a date and time for me to drive the 2 hour 40 min (one way) trip to see if I could recover it. It took me 25-30 mins to gear up, get the back story before I got in the water.
After about 5-8 mins… 1st target (piece of aluminum) 2nd target a thick and heavy 18k gold ring! “SUCCESS!”
After meeting his wife she admitted she teared up when their daughter told her, ”He found daddy’s ring!” She also admitted, “I didn’t think it could be found and thought it was a waste of time!” Glad I was able to change that mind set and make them all happy!! They shared an awesome/funny story about the inscription on the ring. It says “I LOVE TATOR TOTS, BUT I LOVE YOU MORE” they met while ordering tots! It’s always nice to learn things about the folks you help, especially something that can’t be replaced!
While there, I was told the owner of the house had lost his white gold wedding ring near the water while removing water grass and tossing it up to the bank. After about 40-50 mins I found that ring too!
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Ring count for 2024: 17 (9 recoveries)
GOLD – 6 (6 – recoveries)
SILVER – 7 (2 – recoveries)
TUNGSTEN – 1
COBALT – 1 (recovery)
JUNK – 2
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“DIG IT ALL, SAVE SOME RINGS & BURY THE DRAMA!”
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What a wonderful weekend it was going to be, fantastic weather, great company, car is all unloaded, and just sitting on the outside on the deck, having a cold drink, enjoying the ocean breeze, when a voice from inside hollers, “we have a problem” !!!! Linda went inside to see what I might be, and it was most peoples nightmare, a clogged toilet. One would think this is an easy fix, but unfortunately it was not. After 2 days of trying to plunge the clog, it was now backing up in the downstairs laundry slop sink. A local plumber on LBI come out to assess the situation, unfortunately without locating the outside cleanout he was not able to finish the job. She called the guy he recommended who handles much lager jobs, and would be equipped with a 200′ snake. Once again, without the location of the outside cleanout he was not able to do anything either. That’s where I come into play. After 2 days, Linda called me wondering if I was able to locate a sewer cleanout. My concern was, if it was all plastic my equipment would not be helpful. After a short conversation, I headed out to try and help. After looking the entire plumbing situation over, I received many possible signals, in the area the cleanout should be. After quite a bit of digging, the cleanout was located, and now Linda could have the plumber return to snake out the entire line. This was a “stinky” situation to start of the weekend, but ended up on a positive note.
I was at a family picnic when I received a call from Anthony, stating that he had just lost his beautiful cross on the beach, somewhere in the area they were sitting. It was early afternoon and I told him I would be able to swing by soon, and to secure the area so nobody else came and setup their beach things in the exact same spot. Anthony assured me that was not a problem because they were there for the entire day, plus the fact he was very anxious to get his cross back where it belonged around his neck. We spoke about the events leading up to the mishap, that’s when he told me about the big creator he and his friends had dug that day in the sand where they were sitting. He said they had all been digging around looking for the cross for quite a while, but were positive it must be there somewhere, because he had spent the best part of the morning there, digging. It was then I asked them to please stop digging otherwise the cross may get buried to deep for my machine to pick it up. When I arrived I could see the creator from the dune walkover, and it was pretty big. Sure enough, it was close to 4′ deep, and roughly 6′ in circumference. I hopped in, scanned the entire bottom and the walls, without even a squeak of a sound from my metal detector. Next, I scanned the piles of sand they had pulled out of the hole with no luck either. I asked them to pull the piles down lower, to an average of no more than 10″ higher than the regular beach level. Once again, no luck anywhere, so only one more place to look was the bottom, after they pulled about 10″ of sand out. Now, with all the sand moving, I assured that the cross was positively NOT in, or anywhere around the crater. So, back to the drawing board, where he mentioned they were tossing a football on the tide line earlier, and that his friend did tackle him there. I told him I really wish he mentioned that earlier, as the tide had been rising very quickly. Once he showed me the area, the cross was in my scoop within 2 minutes. If Anthony told me that one detail of the day, my search would have started there, and all the sand moving could have been eliminated. Lost of detective work is needed to rescue items from their hiding places.
