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iPhone Lost In The Sand, Found With A Metal Detector In Ogunquit Beach, Maine

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ“ฑ ๐‡๐„๐‹๐ ๐…๐‘๐Ž๐Œ ๐‡๐€๐‹๐…๐–๐€๐˜ ๐€๐‘๐Ž๐”๐๐ƒ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐–๐Ž๐‘๐‹๐ƒ! ๐‚๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ข๐ง ๐š ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ข๐ ๐ง ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐š๐›๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž ๐‹๐ˆ๐…๐„๐‹๐ˆ๐๐„? ๐Ÿ“ฑ๐ŸŒ

Imagine being thousands of miles away from home, working a summer job, and in the blink of an eye, your only connection to your family vanishes into the shifting sands of a massive beach. ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

That is exactly the nightmare that turned into one of the most unbelievable, international team-effort rescues we have ever pulled off at Ogunquit Beach ! ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡

๐Ÿ“ฑ๐ŸŒŠ ๐€๐๐Ž๐“๐‡๐„๐‘ ๐ˆ๐๐‚๐‘๐„๐ƒ๐ˆ๐๐‹๐„ ๐Ž๐†๐”๐๐๐”๐ˆ๐“ ๐๐„๐€๐‚๐‡ ๐‘๐„๐’๐‚๐”๐„! ๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ“ฑ

It was just before 10:00 AM on August 29th when my phone rang. On the other end of the line was a young woman named Dominyka, and you could instantly hear the distress in her voice.

The previous evening, after clocking out of her shift at the Beach Store at The Norseman Resort, Dominyka and a group of her co-workers headed down to the sand. It was something they had done many times over the summer, but with the season drawing to a close, this night felt special. They walked along the dunes, stopping and sitting a few different times, sharing laughs, running around, and just having an absolute end-of-summer blast.

But an hour or two later, as the group finally made their way off the beach back toward The Norseman Resort, reality hit. Dominyka reached for her phone, only to realize her “lifeline” was gone.

Panic immediately set in. She and her friends turned right around and rushed back onto the pitch-black beach. Using whatever light they had, they desperately tried to retrace their steps. But Ogunquit Beach is massive, the darkness was overwhelming, and after hours of searching the vast, shifting sands, they came up empty-handed. Devastated and exhausted, they finally had to abandon the search for the night.

This phone wasn’t just a piece of technology; it was her absolute lifeline to her family, sitting almost halfway around the world in ๐‹๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐ฎ๐š๐ง๐ข๐š. Dominyka explained to me that she and her tight-knit family rely heavily on Life360 โ€”a private, family-focused app designed strictly for real-time location sharing and safety coordination. Without it, that vital link to home was completely severed.

Hearing the urgency, I grabbed my detector and packed my gear. Luckily, the tide wasnโ€™t going to be an issue for this recovery since the search area was up close to the dunes and only stretched halfway into the dry sand. My biggest concern wasn’t the phone being buried deeperโ€”it was the massive crowd expected for a beautiful, sunny day on the last Saturday of August. If I didn’t get there fast, someone was bound to set up their beach chairs, blankets, and umbrellas directly over the phone, blocking it completely.

Knowing the gridlock that a perfect summer Saturday brings, I initially suggested waiting until late afternoon when the crowds cleared out, leaving a wide-open beach to search without obstacles. But Dominyka, who was already back at work and calling me from a friend’s phone, pleaded with me. She suspected the phone was lost right up near the dunes where the crowds aren’t quite as thick.

Going against my usual intuition, I just couldn’t tell her to wait. The pure stress and panic in her voice was heartbreaking. I told her I was coming right away, but warned her that between the Saturday rush and the location, it would take me at least an hour just to fight the traffic and arrive.

Cheryl and I jumped into ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‘๐ข๐ง๐  ๐…๐ข๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ ๐Œ๐จ๐›๐ข๐ฅ๐ž and began battling the heavy gridlock down The Maine Turnpike and then Route 1, towards Ogunquit, Maine: Beautiful Place by the Sea.

When we finally arrived, we headed straight to the Beach Store to meet Dominyka, who was already hard at work. Thankfully, her awesome supervisor let her step away to guide us.

We walked out onto the sand, which was filling up incredibly fast and already packed with beachgoers.

Dominyka showed us the general area she remembered and shared a screenshot of the phone’s last known GPS ping.

Unfortunately, the screenshot didn’t show any landmarks or helpful detailsโ€”just a generic dot marking a location on a massive, featureless beach.

She added that her group definitely hadn’t walked past the volleyball net, which gave us a solid boundary.

Still, the remaining dry sand area was dauntingly massive.

With duty calling, Dominyka had to head back to the store.

I reassured her and laid out the game plan: I was going to grid search the entire area. I started close to the dunes, moving north until I hit the volleyball court, then turned right back around to head south. I would repeat this tight pattern, slowly making my way outward toward the center of the beach, carefully dodging the sunworshippers, blankets, and umbrellas as I went.

As I proceeded north, finding just a few coins and the usual beach trash, Cheryl was using her eyes to visually scout the sand. After a full hour with absolutely no luck, we turned to head back south.

Just then, Dominyka reappeared on her lunch break! She told us she had just been messaging her sister on social media using a friendโ€™s phone. Her sister confirmed that the phone’s location hadnโ€™t changed on the Life360 app, and incredibly, it still had a charge!

Thatโ€™s when a lightbulb went off. I asked Dominyka if her sister could ๐ ๐ซ๐š๐› ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ฑ๐š๐œ๐ญ ๐†๐๐’ ๐œ๐จ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ข๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ directly from Life360 . Dominyka wasn’t quite sure what those were, so I pulled out my own phone to show her how coordinates work for a current location. Using her friend’s phone, we literally walked her sisterโ€”all the way back in Lithuaniaโ€”through the steps to extract the exact numbers and text them over to me.

I kept searching the sand, and about five minutes later, her sister came through with the coordinates!

I immediately typed the exact digits into my phone’s mapping app and simply followed the blue line. The GPS led us about 100 feet from where we had initially started, pulling us closer to the center of the beach.

The map brought us right up to a family enjoying the gorgeous summer day. I politely let them know what we were doing, and they graciously offered to pack up and move. I told them to hold on a second, as I wanted to quickly scan the open sand around them first.

As I swung my metal detector right next to the exact spot the GPS coordinates pointed to, a massive, incredibly loud signal blasted through my headphones!

I ran my detector’s coil back over the spot, and as the loose sand shifted, a tiny corner of the cell phone peeked through. ๐”๐๐๐„๐‹๐ˆ๐„๐•๐€๐๐‹๐„!!!

Dominyka was still in the middle of talking to the family about moving their blankets, and I called out to them that they could stay put because I had already found it! Before pulling it up, I placed my headphones onto Dominykaโ€™s head so she could hear the solid, roaring target tone of her buried phone. I reached down, brushed away the remaining sand, and pulled the phone out.

Dominyka completely erupted! She started jumping up and down in pure excitement, shouting, “๐‘พ๐‘ถ๐‘พ, ๐’€๐‘จ๐‘จ๐‘จ๐‘จ๐‘จ๐’€, ๐‘ป๐‘ฏ๐‘จ๐‘ป’๐‘บ ๐‘ช๐‘น๐‘จ๐’๐’€!”
The phone had been buried a mere three feet away from one of the family members lying peacefully on her beach towels. The Life360 GPS coordinates had put us ๐’๐๐Ž๐“ ๐Ž๐ the phone.

Then came the best part. Dominyka gave me a massive hug, thanking me over and over. “๐Ž๐ก, ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก. ๐ˆ ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ง๐จ ๐ข๐๐ž๐š,”
she said.

She immediately contacted her sister halfway around the world to share the unbelievable news, and her family in Lithuania sent their thanks across the miles to me as well. I can only imagine what it feels like to be in a foreign country and lose your only lifeline to the people you love. Seeing Dominyka’s pure panic and distress completely blossom back into a bubbly, happy young lady filled with joy reminded me why I do this.

I truly have the best job in the world, and I absolutely love it.

๐Ÿšจ ๐‹๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐’๐Ž๐Œ๐„๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐๐† ๐•๐€๐‹๐”๐€๐๐‹๐„ ๐ˆ๐ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐’๐€๐๐ƒ, ๐’๐๐Ž๐–, ๐Ž๐‘ ๐–๐€๐“๐„๐‘? ๐Ÿšจ

Don’t wait, and don’t lose hope! Metal objects can vanish in seconds, but we are equipped to find them. Whether itโ€™s a precious wedding band, a set of keys, or a lifeline cell phone, we are here to help you get it back.

๐Ÿ’ก ๐๐‘๐Ž ๐“๐ˆ๐ ๐“๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐‹๐ ๐”๐’ ๐…๐ˆ๐๐ƒ ๐˜๐Ž๐”๐‘ ๐‹๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐ˆ๐“๐„๐Œ๐’:
๐†๐๐’ ๐œ๐จ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ข๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐š ๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฎ๐ฌ! If you lose an item, stand right in the exact spot you think it was lost and take a photograph facing a prominent landmarkโ€”like a house, a unique tree, a rock formation, or a hotel structure. We can pull the hidden GPS metadata directly from your photo to pin down your location, and use the visible landmark as a perfect visual reference while we search!

Remember: “๐‘ฐ๐’‡ ๐‘ฐ๐’• ๐‘ด๐’‚๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐‘ป๐’ ๐’€๐’๐’–, ๐‘ฐ๐’• ๐‘ด๐’‚๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐‘ป๐’ ๐‘ผ๐’”.”

๐Ÿ“ž ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ซ ๐“๐ž๐ฑ๐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 ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ: ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ•-๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘-๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•

Tungsten Wedding Ring Lost In The Saco, Maine Surf, Found With A Metal Detector

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

? ???? ?? ??? ????????: ? ???? ??????? ??? ???? ????!

On August 4th at 6:26 PM, my phone rang. It was Jeremy, and he was in a complete panic. ?

Earlier that afternoon, Jeremy was enjoying a picture-perfect summer day at Kinney Shores right here in Saco, Maine. He was soaking up the sun and decided to cool off with a swim in the warm Atlantic Ocean… OK, letโ€™s be real, maybe not that warm. ?

While out braving the freezing Atlantic waters (is that better? ?), the unthinkable happened. Jeremy felt his Tungsten wedding ring slip right off his finger, sinking instantly into the shifting sands of the ocean floor.
Panic set in. He immediately began frantically searching the bottom, but the crashing waves made visibility absolutely zero. ?โŒ

But then, Jeremy did something brilliant. He kept his wits about him. He ????? dead in his tracks right where the ring dropped. He looked straight back toward the beach and locked his eyes onto a specific house sitting on the shoreline. A visual marker. It was a legendary decision that would change everything. ?

Jeremy kept fighting the elements to find it, but between the pounding surf and a rapidly incoming high tide, the ocean won round one. He was forced to abandon the search and make the long, heavy-hearted drive back home to New Hampshire for work the next morning. ??

Once he got home, Jeremy refused to give up hope. He frantically searched the internet for a solution and discovered ??? ???? ??????? ?? ????? and our ????????? ????? ????????? ????????.
Recognizing this was a race against time and shifting ocean currents, he immediately placed that fateful call to me. ?โœจ

With Jeremy still on the phone anxiously waiting, I instantly pulled up the local Saco tide chart. ?โฑ๏ธ

The clock was ticking. High tide had peaked about 2.5 hours ago. Low tide was just over 3.5 hours away. That meant one thing: ??? ???? ??? ????? ???. ??

Jeremy had dropped the ring right at the mid-tide cycle. With the water receding by the minute, that tungsten wedding band would soon be exposed on wet sand instead of buried deep under breaking waves. It was the perfect window of opportunity.
I told Jeremy: ” ?โ€™? โ„Ž?????? ??????โ„Ž? ???? ?? ?????? ?โ„Ž???? ???โ„Ž? ???. ?’? ????? ?? ?????? ?โ„Ž? ???? ???.” ??

The game plan? Use Jeremy’s incredible foresight. I was going to execute a flawless, tight grid search covering the entire width of that shoreline house he had locked his eyes on when the ring fell off. ?๏ธ?

I quickly loaded my gear into The Ring Finder Mobile and made the quick 10-minute drive down to Kinney Shores. Finding a parking spot right next to the beach access path during a busy Maine summer is usually a miracle in itself, but Lady Luck was on our side and I managed to snag a spot immediately! ??
Stepping onto the beach, I checked the time: ?:?? ??.โฑ๏ธ

Looking out at the water, I calculated that if the ring wasnโ€™t already sitting under the newly exposed sand, it would be very shortly. Thanks to technology, Jeremy had texted me a photo of the exact shoreline house he had locked his eyes on. I spotted it instantly, set up my north and south grid search boundaries, and got to work.
The metal detector started humming. At first, I dug up the usual beach suspects: a few pieces of trash, a heavy fishing sinker, and a couple of stray coins. ??

The search area wasn’t huge, but I was moving fast and soon found myself standing right at the wet, crashing waterline. I had been swinging my detector for ?? ??????? ???????? without a single sign of tungsten. โณ?

I reached a critical crossroads. Do I turn around, head back to where I started, and search higher up toward the dry shore? Or do I keep pushing the limit? With the tide still actively going out and exposing fresh sand by the second, I made a gut-call decision: ???? ??? ?? ??? ???? ???? ?????? ????? ????? ??? ?????????. ??

As I headed south on that extra pass, I was closing in on my southern boundary when suddenlyโ€”????!??

A ????, perfectly repeatable mid-tone target completely filled my headphones. I looked down at my screen. The target identification number was locking in right in the low 50s. ?

The ultimate suspense: Was it just another lead fishing sinker… or was it a tungsten ring?
I dug my scoop deep into the wet sand, lifted it up, and threw the contents onto the surface. As the wet sand parted, there it was, sitting right on top. A beautiful, unmistakable tungsten wedding ring catching the fading daylight. ???????!!! ??

I had found Jeremy’s wedding ring in just ?? ??????? of searching! โฑ๏ธ?

And honestly? It was all because of Jeremy’s lightning-fast thinking. By freezing in his tracks and locking his eyes onto that exact house on the shore, he gave me the perfect map. ? (?? ??? ?????? ??? ?????? ???? ??????, ???? ???? ?? ????? ??? ??? ???? ????? ?? ??? ???? ?????? ?? ?????? ???? ?????! ??)

I pulled out my phone to record that video for him. Panning the camera over to the ring glistening in the sand, I said: “?โ€™?? ?????? ??? ????? ??? ????. ?โ€™? ??? ????? ?? ?????? ?? ?????. ?โ€™? ???????? ????? ???? ??????? ? ???? ????? ??! ???????????????!” ??

I pressed send on the video and waited. Literally ??? ?????? ?????, my phone lit up. It was Jeremy! ??

He was absolutely over the moon, overflowing with pure happiness and thanking me for the lightning-fast response to his plea for help. But more than anything, he was completely stunned. He couldn’t believe the ring had been found so incredibly fast! ?โœจ

With the sun setting over Saco, we coordinated the big return. As it turned out, Gary Hill and I already had an early 6:30 AM search planned for the next morning down at Footbridge Beach in Ogunquit, Maine, to look for a lost engagement and wedding ring set. ??

We hatched a perfect plan. Jeremy wanted his precious wedding ring back so badly that he agreed to drive up from New Hampshire extra early the next morning. He was willing to make a 2-hour round trip before his shift rather than endure the agonizing wait until after work! ??

The next morning, Gary and I had been swinging our detectors for about half an hour when Jeremy arrived, walking right out onto the sand to meet us. After plenty of celebratory handshakes and a full rehash of the wild search from the night before, Jeremy walked off Footbridge Beach one incredibly happy, smiling man. He felt whole once again. ?โค๏ธ

Now, Gary and I had a couple of other rings to find on that beach, and it wouldn’t be easy… but that is a full story for a few weeks from now! ?

We truly have the best job in the world, and we absolutely love what we do.
????? ?????????? ???? ?? ?? ??? ???????!?
If you or someone you know loses a ring, heirloom, phone, or keys on the beach, ?? ??? ????! Shifting sands and incoming tides can bury or move your items permanently within minutes. ?โณ

???? ?? ?? ??????????? ?? ??? ???? ? ????:
1๏ธโƒฃ ???? ???? & ??????: Stop moving so you don’t step on it or push it deeper.
2๏ธโƒฃ ??? ? ????????: Look straight toward the shore and lock onto a house, a unique tree, a lifeguard chair, or a path.
3๏ธโƒฃ ???? ? ????? / ???? ? ??? ???: Take a quick picture of your surroundings or drop a pin on your smartphone maps application immediately.
4๏ธโƒฃ ???? ?? ??????????? ?? ???-???-????! ??
The sooner you call ??? ???? ??????? ?? ?????, the higher your chances of a happy ending just like Jeremy’s! ?

“????????, ?? ?? ??????? ?? ???, ?? ??????? ?? ??.” โค๏ธ

Gold Wedding Ring Lost In The Ocean and Sand, Found In Ogunquit, Maine, With A Metal Detector

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

? THE OGUNQUIT MIRACLE: A Sign from Above & A Mind-Blowing Connection! ?๏ธ??

On Saturday, July 3rd, I had just recovered a lost engagement ring on Motherโ€™s Beach in Kennebunkport Maine , Maine.

As Cheryl and I were standing around talking to Lucy and her family about the recovery, my phone rang.

The caller identified himself as Patrick. He was at Footbridge Beach in Ogunquit, Maine: Beautiful Place by the Sea , and just an hour or so earlier, he had lost his wedding ring of nine years.

Patrick had been floating in the water when a large wave knocked him into the surf.

He was actually underwater when he felt his wedding ring slip off. He tried to grab it but couldn’t.

Patrick, his wife Kendra, Shaunna (Kendraโ€™s sister), and her husband Pete immediately started searching the water, but it was too late.

The ring had disappeared into the surf and sand.

Patrick asked if I was available to search, and I told him I was less than ten miles away and would be right there!

Cheryl and I quickly said our goodbyes to Lucy’s family and raced to Ogunquit. It was now 6:20 PM, and low tide was in just two hours.

Time was of the essence before the tide turned back in and covered the search area. โณ

โฑ๏ธ Racing the Clock at Footbridge Beach

Once we arrived at Footbridge Beach, we were promptly met by Patrick.

He walked us down to the area where his family had marked out boundaries and placed some “X” marks in the sand to see who would guess closest to the ring’s location.

The area to be searched was maybe 75โ€™ x 100โ€™, but my main concern was the tide. It was now 7:00 PMโ€”leaving us only an hour and twenty minutes until low tide.

I decided to start the search at the lip of the sandbar, closest to the shore, where the ring was lost. I knew I could cover the entire area down to the low tide mark if I grid-searched parallel to the water from north to south.

The sandbar was extremely clean of targetsโ€”just a few pieces of small aluminum.

As I made my way toward the water, some of the family members thought I was too far out.

But Patrick, who was walking along with me, confirmed he had been out that far.

So, I kept marching toward the low-tide mark.

? A Signal in the Sand & A Sign from Above

By 7:35 PM, we had only 45 minutes left before the tide would start coming back in.

Suddenly, I received the unmistakable sound of a low-conduction, non-ferrous metalโ€”the exact tone of gold. ?โœจ

I told the group I couldn’t guarantee it, but I knew in my gut this was Patrick’s wedding ring. I held off on digging until everyone gathered around to watch.

I pushed the scoop into the hard-packed wet sand, threw it up onto the surface, and heard Pete yell:

? โ€œHoly sht man, itโ€™s right there!โ€*

He rushed over, pointing directly at the pile.
Kendra and Cheryl rushed in to get photos of the ring, still embedded in the sand.

Once Kendra saw it, she started to cry, releasing all the built-up stress and anxiety of the past few months.

Kendra and Shaunnaโ€™s father had sadly passed away earlier in the year. It was at his house in Ogunquit that the family had gathered for the first time since the funeral.

Emotions were already running high for the sisters, and losing the wedding ring had been deeply upsetting.

Kendra then told me something that gave me literal goosebumps.

Just seconds before I found the ring, a bird flew in circles directly around me and the exact spot where the ring was buried. Kendra was absolutely convinced it was a sign from her father. ?๏ธโค๏ธ

? An Unbelievable, Serendipitous Connection

Patrick was taking in the entire emotional scene before he and Kendra, still crying happy tears, shared a long, loving embrace (See video posted yesterday).

What a beautiful sight to see. I was so incredibly happy that Cheryl and I got to be a part of it.

With a big smile on his face, I asked Patrick if he would like the honors of removing his wedding ring from the sand.

With a huge grin, he nodded and pulled it out.

As Patrick was cleaning it off, Cheryl told me something that was truly hard to believe.

While I was searching, Patrick and Cheryl had struck up a conversation.

Patrick mentioned that he and Kendra had just celebrated their 9th wedding anniversary a few weeks earlier.

Cheryl replied that we had also just celebrated our 9th anniversary.

After a few more questions, our jaws hit the sand.

? We had gotten married on the exact same day and year as Kendra and Patrick ?๏ธ

Talk about a serendipitous connection!

What are the odds of that happening?

It is an incredibly rare, statistical anomaly. Absolutely unbelievable!

We meet all kinds of people from all walks of life doing this, and we always find some kind of common bond with our clientsโ€”but this one took it to a whole new level.

With the happy tears now turned into smiles and laughter, Cheryl and I walked off the beach in Ogunquit knowing, without a doubt, that we have the best job in the world. We love our job. ?

? Remember: โ€œIf it matters to you, it matters to us.โ€

? LOST IT? DON’T PANICโ€”WE CAN FIND IT! ???

Did a rogue wave sweep away your wedding band?

Did your car keys slip out of your pocket into the deep sand or tall grass?

Time is critical, but you don’t have to search alone!

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* Wedding Rings & Fine Jewelry ?
* Car Keys & Key Fobs ?
* Cell Phones & Smartwatches ?
* Family Heirlooms & Sentimental Items โค๏ธ

We use top-tier, professional underwater and land metal detecting equipment to pinpoint your items fast.

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Gold Diamond Hoop Earring Lost In The Sand, Found With A Metal Detector In Old Orchard Beach, Maine

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

? LOST GOLD & DIAMOND EARRING IN THE SAND! ?

I received a frantic text on Tuesday evening at 5:50 PM.

โ€œHello. Iโ€™m staying at the ‘On The Beach Motel’ in Old Orchard. I lost a gold hoop diamond earring… My husband gave them to me. He passed away two years ago, so this is more upsetting than it may have been otherwise. Is this something you can try to help with?โ€ ?

I immediately replied:

โ€œHi, this is Dennis from The Ring Finders of Maine. I’m on the road but will be back in the area around 6:30 PM.

Do you still have the matching earring for a photo? Small gold earrings are very difficult to find.

Do you have a specific area on the beach to search, or do you think itโ€™s in the water?โ€

She texted back:

โ€œI did step into the water. We are out getting dinner right now, but we had a beach setup and I know exactly where it was.โ€

โฑ๏ธ The Race Against Time

I texted back right away:
โ€œOk, I want to search tonight as soon as you get back. My main concern is that another detectorist might find it, or the beach-cleaning machine will scoop it up at 5:00 AM. If it gets scooped by the machine, it will be gone forever.

โ€Claire later told me that the incredible office staff at the motel were the ones who told her to call me. ?

? An Emotional Plea

Through tears, Claire explained to Cheryl and me that this earring was a precious gift from her husband, who passed away two years ago.

She told us these earrings weren’t just jewelry; in a sense, they were her husband. She was physically sick not knowing where it was. ?

Her family had already torn the hotel room and the car apart. They even searched the dry sand by hand. Nothing. It had to be on the beach.

My primary mission tonight was the dry sand. We had to clear the area before the 5:00 AM beach cleaner arrived.

Alright, let’s go find this earring! ??๏ธ?

The Search Begins
Claire took us down to the exact spot where her family had set up for the day. She knew the area perfectly.

Once the boundaries were set, I started grid searching parallel to the water, moving from south to north.

Claire continued searching the dry sand by eye, constantly staring out at the ocean waves, praying it wasnโ€™t out in the deep water.

At the end of my first pass, I only found a crusty old dime.

?โœจ A Shocking Low Tone

I turned around and headed south, keeping an eye on Claire as she watched the waves.

Suddenly, a loud, low tone blasted through my headphones! ?J

Just what I was hoping to hear.

The Target Identification (TID) read a solid 07. That is exactly in the small gold range.I carefully brushed the sand away, and there it was: the glittering gold earring! โœจ

? The Setup & Surprise

Claire hadn’t noticed me finding the earring because she was still looking out toward the ocean.

I glanced over at Cheryl and mouthed, “I’ve got it, get video!” ?

With Cheryl’s video rolling, I pretended to continue searching as I walked closer to Claire.”

Can you point to exactly where you were standing in the water?”
I asked her.

As she turned toward the ocean and pointed, I held the earring up right in front of me, waiting for her to turn back around.

? The Floodgates Open

It worked perfectly!

When Claire turned back to face me, she saw her beloved earring dangling right in front of her. The floodgates completely opened.?โค๏ธ

She walked slowly toward me, crying tears of pure happiness and relief.

As I placed the earring back into her hand, she gasped, “I can’t believe it. I really can’t believe you found it.”

She wrapped me in a massive hug, the happy tears still rolling down her face.

What an emotional return! She finally had both of her precious earrings back together. ?โ€โค๏ธโ€?

Just then, her son Mickey walked onto the beach.

Claire proudly yelled to him, “He found it! Can you believe it?!

“Mickey broke into a huge smile and said, “You’ve got to be kidding me!”

?Claire then admitted to me, “I almost didn’t call you. I thought it was gone forever.” Thankfully, she did!

? The Best Job in the World

As Cheryl and I walked off the beach, Claire was proudly telling everyone around her that she got her earring back. She had the biggest smile on her face.

I truly have the best job in the world. I love my job!

Remember: โ€œIf it matters to you, it matters to us!โ€ ?โœจ

? LOST SOMETHING VALUABLE IN MAINE? Don’t wait! Time is of the essence before the tides or beach cleaners get to it.

? Call or Text Dennis: (207) 423-3027

? A Note on Client Privacy:Claire requested not to use photos or videos of herself on social media, and I always completely honor my clients’ wishes. Her comfort and trust mean everything to me. However, her son Mickey happily agreed to pose with the found earring for this post! (See photo below ?)