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Key Fob Lost In The Sand at Pine Point Beach, Scarborough, Maine. Found With A Metal Detector

October 24th, 2026 by Dennis Boothby
from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

Contact:

1-207-423-3027
Call or Text

🚨 𝟏𝟎 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊 & 𝐀 𝐂𝐀𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇! 🚨

“𝑴𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒅.” 𝑰𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝑱𝒂𝒌𝒆’𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝒂𝒕 𝑷𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝑷𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒕 𝑩𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉.

🚨 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝟏𝟎 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐆! 🚨

The thick, heavy fog was rolling in across 𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐎𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡, swallowing the coastline in a damp, gray mist. Gary Hill had just successfully recovered Sean’s lost wedding ring—another emotional reunion in the books for TRFOM.

(If you haven’t seen it yet, be sure to check out the incredible video and full story of Sean’s ring recovery pinned right here on our Facebook page!)

🔍 𝐀 𝐅𝐔𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐔𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 🔍

Instead of packing up right away, we decided to stay on the beach. We were waiting for Sean to call us back, passing the time by enjoying a little recreational metal detecting for a change—just swinging the detectors for fun without the pressure of a targeted search.

That’s when the quiet was broken. My phone went off with a sharp chime. Pulling it out, I looked down at a text message that immediately shifted our gears. This is what it said:

💬 “𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫? 𝐈𝐦 𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞’𝐬 𝐚 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐞𝐲𝐬. 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐩! 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐥𝐞?”

Without wasting a second, I replied: “𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦? 𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞?”

📱 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 📱

A few minutes later, my phone rang. On the other end was a loyal follower of 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 who happened to be at a Yoga on the Beach session down at Pine Point Beach in the Town of Scarborough, Maine . She had been texting me, but realized it would be much faster if I just talked to the young man directly so he could answer my questions.

She handed the phone over, and a polite but clearly stressed voice came on the line.

“𝐇𝐢, 𝐈’𝐦 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞,” he introduced himself.

Jake quickly filled in the blanks of what had happened. The previous evening, he had been out on a date, and the two of them ended up stargazing on the beach at Pine Point. They had been sitting up near the dunes, enjoying the perfect night—right up until the moment they decided to leave.

💔 𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃 💔

When Jake and his date finally walked back to the parking lot and he reached into his pocket for his key fob, his heart dropped. It was gone.

Jake and his date immediately turned back around, frantically retracing their steps back to the spot where they had been sitting. But in the pitch black, the key fob was nowhere to be found.

They spent hours running their fingers through the cold sand, using only the dim flashlights on their smartphones to guide them. Despite their exhaustive efforts, the beach refused to give it up. It was as if the shifting sand had completely swallowed the fob whole.

🚗 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 🚗

I listened to his story and smiled. I told Jake he was in serious luck—Gary and I were only 2 to 3 miles down the road in OOB and would be there momentarily. Hanging up the phone, Gary and I immediately walked off the beach through the thick fog, loaded up, and headed straight to Pine Point.

Once we arrived, we walked out into the misty fog onto the beach. Near a group of people quietly participating in a yoga session, we spotted a young man holding a metal detector. I walked over to him and asked if he was Jake, the one looking for a key fob.

Sure enough, it was Jake. Meeting us in person, he elaborated on the rest of his exhausting night. After desperately searching the beach until the wee hours of the morning with no luck, Jake finally had to call his father and break the bad news. He was completely stranded at Pine Point after spending the entire night searching for the fob.

Jake’s date had called her parents many hours earlier and was already safely at home, while Jake’s father had driven down in the middle of the night to pick him up.

🛌 𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐄𝐏 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑 🛌

But the story didn’t end there. Jake explained that once he finally got home, he couldn’t sleep for the life of him. The thought of that missing key fob was driving him crazy.

As he tossed and turned, he suddenly remembered that his father had an old metal detector tucked away somewhere. He realized if he could just dig out that old detector and get back down to Pine Point, he might still have a chance to find the fob himself.

Once they tracked down the old machine, Jake and his dad loaded back up into the truck and drove right back to Pine Point to start the search all over again.

Back on the beach, Jake diligently swung the old metal detector back and forth, while his father conducted a careful visual search of the area. Unfortunately, their persistence wasn’t paying off—both came up entirely empty-handed.

Feeling defeated, Jake’s father eventually headed up to the parking lot, while Jake kept stubbornly searching in and right around the active yoga class. This was the exact moment when Gary and I finally showed up on the scene.

⚡ 𝟓 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐯𝐬. 𝟏𝟎 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 ⚡

Jake showed us the exact area where he and his date had been stargazing, as well as the route they had walked back toward the lot. Gary and I fired up our 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐛 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞 detectors and got straight to work.

We set up our grid: Gary followed the dune line while I swung out a little further, both of us heading north. When we reached our northern boundary, we turned around and headed south. Still nothing.

Undeterred, we turned back to head north again. That’s when I hit a target. It wasn’t a clean, great-looking signal, but it was showing many different shapes and metals—which is exactly what I would expect from a key fob. Because of all the different internal electronics and metals inside them, fobs often mimic the appearance of trash to a detector.

I reached down, brushed away the blanket of sand, and there it sat: a black key fob. In less than 5 minutes, we had found it, and Jake would soon be able to drive his car home.

🤫 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓… 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐍! 🤫

Hiding the key fob completely in the palm of my hand, I started asking Jake a few questions about his walking route to and from the car. The second Jake turned his head away to point out the area, I quietly held the fob out in mid-air in front of me.

When Jake turned back toward me, he stopped dead in his tracks, staring right at the key fob in my hand.

“𝐈𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭?” I asked with a grin.

With a massive, relieved smile, Jake replied, “𝐘𝐮𝐩.”

🧘‍♂️ 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐆𝐀 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒! 🧘‍♂️

Right at that exact moment, the nearby yoga class broke out into a huge round of applause! They had been watching the drama unfold, and seeing Jake finally reunite with his fob brought a cheer from the whole group.

I handed the fob over and offered my congratulations, shaking his hand.

Jake let out a 𝐇𝐔𝐆𝐄 sigh of relief.

“𝐖𝐎𝐖!!!” he breathed. “𝐓𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭.”

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓??? 𝐓𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒!!!

𝐖𝐎𝐖 is right! Jake had spent ten agonizing hours searching through the pitch-black night and the heavy morning fog without luck.

🚫 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐈𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 🚫

Curious, I asked Jake if he wouldn’t mind laying the fob back down on the sand and running his father’s old metal detector over it. When Jake swung his coil over the key, the machine stayed completely silent. It didn’t pick it up at all.

As it turns out, the old metal detector wasn’t properly set up or calibrated. If it had been, Jake might have been home asleep in his own bed hours ago!

This is exactly why we always tell people: please don’t rent a metal detector or buy a cheap one if you have no experience using them. Without the right equipment and knowledge of how to ground-balance and tune the machine, you could be swinging right over your lost ring, keys, or valuables, and the detector won’t make a single peep.

💸 𝐖𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋! 💸

Since we only charge a transportation fee, calling 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 is actually less expensive than renting or buying a metal detector yourself!

Plus, we bring close to 𝟓𝟎 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 in metal detecting straight to the search.

Heck, if you hire us and still want to get in on the action, I will even bring my backup metal detector along for you to use so you can give it a try at no extra charge!

So, another fob back in the pocket and another vehicle started up. We have the best job in the world. We love our job.

Remember, “𝐈𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬.”

𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐉𝐚𝐤𝐞’𝐬 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐛! 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐩𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰!

🔍 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒? 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐒! 🔍

Have you lost a wedding ring, heirloom jewelry, car keys, or a vital key fob in the sand, snow, or grass? Skip the stress and expense of buying or renting equipment you haven’t been trained to use.

Why choose 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞?

✨ 𝟓𝟎 𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞: We know exactly how to tune our top-of-the-line gear for your specific item.

✨ 𝐂𝐨𝐬𝐭-𝐄𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞: We work on a reward basis and only charge a basic transportation fee.

✨ 𝐓𝐫𝐲 𝐈𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟: We’ll bring a backup detector for you to use at no extra charge! We will even set it up, calibrate and show you how to use it properly.

📞 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝟐𝟎𝟕-𝟒𝟐𝟑-𝟑𝟎𝟐𝟕 and ask for Dennis to get a recovery specialist on the way immediately, or send us a direct message right here on Facebook!

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77 Year Old Multi Generational Gold Wedding Ring Lost in the Old Orchard Beach, Maine Ocean Water, Found With A Metal Detector

October 22nd, 2026 by Dennis Boothby
from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

Contact:

1-207-423-3027
Call or Text

🌊𝐀 𝟕𝟕-𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐂𝐘 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐅 𝐀𝐓 𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇! 🌊

“𝑯𝒊, 𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝑶𝑶𝑩 𝒚𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 3 𝒑𝒎 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒓. 𝑨𝒏𝒚 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉. 𝑾𝒆’𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒕 𝑩𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒆𝒚’𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒑𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒚”

It was an early afternoon on 𝐓𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐀𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝟐𝟕𝐭𝐡, when this text message came through that instantly grabbed my attention. It was from Sean:

I was right in the middle of another active search when his message popped up. Knowing how crucial timing is with the ocean, I texted him back right away:

“𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒐𝒏 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒄𝒉 𝒏𝒐𝒘. 𝑴𝒂𝒚 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐. 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒂 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒕.”

As soon as I wrapped up my search, I called Sean. That was the moment the true weight of the situation hit me, as he shared the incredible history of what was sitting out there under the waves.

𝐀 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦 💔

The afternoon before, Sean had been enjoying a beautiful Maine day at 𝐎𝐥𝐝 𝐎𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡, throwing a football around with a friend in the surf near the Oob Pier He didn’t see it slip off. He didn’t feel it leave his finger. But once he stepped up onto the dry sand, he looked down and his heart shattered. His wedding ring was gone.

Sean told me that he instantly got that awful, sinking gut feeling—the belief that his ring was now buried deep under the churning Atlantic Ocean and shifting sand, never to be seen again.

But this wasn’t just any wedding ring. This was a piece of his soul.

This ring originally belonged to 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐧’𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, who wore it proudly for 𝟓𝟕 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 before passing away in 2006. Inside the band, it held a beautifully aged inscription of his grandparents’ initials and their wedding date: 𝟗-𝟏𝟎-𝟒𝟗.

Sean inherited this priceless heirloom in 2006. When he met the love of his life and got married, he wanted to honor that incredible legacy. He took the ring to a jeweler and had his own wedding date—𝟓-𝟏𝟖-𝟐𝟒 —inscribed right next to his grandparents’, matching the exact original script style.

𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝟕𝟕 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧. 𝐖𝐎𝐖. 😭

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐑𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 ⏱️

I told Sean that we were already fully booked for the evening, but I could absolutely search very early the next morning. The plan was to arrive pre-dawn at 𝟒:𝟑𝟎 𝐀𝐌 to catch a 𝟓:𝟒𝟕 𝐀𝐌 𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐢𝐝𝐞.

My biggest worry? Another metal detectorist might have already stumbled across it during that morning’s low tide or the upcoming evening low tide. The pier area is a high-traffic spot, and time is always the enemy.

Hearing this, Sean and his friend decided to head down to the OOB Pier that night to do a visual search themselves.

Later that evening, after the tide went out, Sean texted me with the update: they didn’t find the ring, but crucially, they didn’t see any other metal detectorists working the area either. Awesome news!

To narrow things down even further, Sean had text-messaged me a photo with a circled area where he thought the ring had dropped. I sent a photo right back to him, mapping it out so we could pin down a definitive search area. Once we agreed on the exact target zone, the game plan was locked in.

Now, truth be told, Gary Hill and I never sleep well the night before a search like this. When a ring is lost within an hour and a half of a low tide, you have to execute a flawless, highly precise grid search. The ocean gives you a tiny, unforgiving window of opportunity, and you can’t afford to miss a single inch.

So instead of sleeping soundly that night, my mind was racing. All kinds of thoughts were running through my head as I stared at the ceiling, waiting for the alarm to go off…

𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐠 🌫️

When 𝟒:𝟑𝟎 AM finally rolled around, Gary and I arrived at the beach. We stepped out into a pitch-black, pre-dawn darkness. Not only was it completely dark, but a thick, heavy Maine fog had rolled in, swallowing the shoreline.

Outfitted with our metal detectors, gear, and our headlamps cutting thin beams through the mist, it felt like we were stepping onto another planet. We knew the clock was ticking, and the tide wouldn’t wait for the sun to rise.

Because the ring could be hidden absolutely anywhere within that fairly large search zone—and because time was at a serious premium—strategy was everything.

• 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐲’𝐬 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐝: I directed Gary to start just a little bit outside of the main search zone, closer to the mid-pier section. He would grid approximately 75 feet south to the pier turn, and then grid north 75 feet back to the northern boundary. From there, Gary would continue this exact pattern, systematically working his way east toward the low tide line.

• 𝐌𝐲 𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐝: I was going to perform that exact same precise pattern, but with a different starting point. My mission was to start out near the very end of the pier and the low tide line. I would follow the receding tide out, even getting right into the cold ocean water to search the surf.

With our plan set and headphones on, off we went into the fog.

“𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐈 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐓!” 🤯

The search was officially afoot. I adjusted my gear, stepped toward the surf, and braced myself for what I thought would be a long, grueling hunt. But not even two minutes into the search, the foggy silence was shattered. I heard Gary yelling out to me through the mist.

I yanked my headphones off to hear him better. Gary shouted,

“𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐈 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐓!”

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓?! 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞?!

My heart hammering against my ribs, I quickly scrambled over to where Gary was standing. He pointed down at a gleaming gold ring resting perfectly in the freshly dug sand. It was absolutely unbelievable.

But a sudden wave of caution hit me. Could it really be the right one? It was sitting just barely outside of our agreed-upon search zone. Gary carefully picked up the heavy gold band, tilted it toward his headlamp to peer inside, and checked for the inscriptions.

𝟗-𝟏𝟎-𝟒𝟗. 𝟓-𝟏𝟖-𝟐𝟒.

𝐘𝐄𝐒! 𝐀 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡! 💍🙌

Gary had found the ring in just 𝟐 𝐭𝐨 𝟑 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 and only 𝟐𝟓 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐭 into his grid search. 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐙𝐘!!! After all those sleepless hours and racing thoughts, the ocean gave it up almost instantly.

We stood there in the fog and immediately made a video revealing this unbelievable recovery.

(𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐏𝐀𝐆𝐄 — 𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐈𝐓! 𝐆𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭!) 🎥👇

By the time we wrapped up filming, it was just before 5:00 AM. Standing out there in the damp, dark morning air, I pulled out my phone and hit send on a text to Sean so he could wake up to the best news possible—all while quietly praying I didn’t accidentally wake him up right then and there!

𝐀𝐧 𝐄𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐫 🚗

Now with plenty of time to kill until Sean called us back, Gary and I decided to do a little recreational metal detecting around the area to see if we could find anything else. Just as the morning sun was trying to peek through the heavy fog, my phone lit up with an incoming text.

But it wasn’t Sean. It was a brand new emergency call from someone in Pine Point, in the Town of Scarborough, Maine just two miles away, who had lost a key fob the previous evening.

By now, it was just before 7:00 AM, so Gary and I packed up, jumped into the Ring Finder Mobile, and drove over to Pine Point. Right as we pulled up, my phone rang—it was Sean!

When he answered, I didn’t even have to break the news to him.

He had already seen the video we uploaded, and he was absolutely ecstatic! The pure relief and joy in his voice was everything. I explained that we were currently wrapping up this quick key fob search but would drive right over to see him next.

Once we finished up at Pine Point (more on that story in another post!), we drove a few miles down the road to Bayley’s Campground to finally return the heirloom to its rightful owner.

𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐅𝐮𝐧… 😂

When we met up with Sean, Gary and I decided to have a little bit of fun. Gary pulled out a completely different ring from his pocket and handed it over.

The befuddled look on Sean’s face was absolutely priceless as he turned it around in his fingers, frantically looking inside the band for those generational inscriptions.

After letting him sweat it out for just a quick second, Gary smiled, pulled out the authentic wedding ring, and said,

“𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞?”

Sean peered inside the band, saw the dates, and beamed.

“𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐮𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲!”

We all broke out into a huge wave of laughter! Sean was just completely overjoyed, chuckling with relief. A deeply sentimental, completely irreplaceable wedding ring that he genuinely thought was lost forever to the Atlantic Ocean was now home right where it belongs.

So, another priceless ring is back on the finger where it belongs. We truly have the best job in the world, and we love every single second of it.

𝐈𝐅 𝐈𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔, 𝐈𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐔𝐒! ❤️

𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐅? 🏖️

𝐃𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭—𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞!

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐨 𝐰𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤.

📞 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐭 (𝟐𝟎𝟕) 𝟒𝟐𝟑-𝟑𝟎𝟐𝟕

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Gold and Diamond Wedding Ring Lost In The Drakes Island Beach Sand, Found With A Metal Detector In Wells, Maine

September 25th, 2026 by Dennis Boothby
from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

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🚨 𝟔𝟎-𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐓! 🚨

“Hi there! I believe I lost my wedding ring on Drakes Island Beach today and heard about your services. Are you available?”

With that incoming 6:46 PM text, the clock instantly started ticking. A frantic search for a lost ring was officially underway! ⏱️🏖️

📞 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐊𝐈𝐄𝐒

Because it was now almost 7:00 PM and daylight would soon be a distant memory, I knew there wasn’t a single second to waste. Instead of typing out a reply, I immediately called the number back. When time is working against you and the dark is rolling in, calling the client directly will always expedite the process much faster.

When the call went through, I identified myself and “Molly” thanked me for getting back to her so quickly. Molly explained that she and a group of family and friends had spent the day at Drakes Island Beach in Wells, Maine. Once the group finally packed up, left the beach, and Molly arrived home, she looked down and noticed her wedding ring was missing.

🪑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐏

Molly explained she had taken her wedding ring off at the beach to apply lotion. Wanting to keep it safe, she had placed the ring into the cupholder of her beach chair.

We all know this story too well, don’t we? And we all know exactly what happened next. Molly forgot about the ring, picked up the chair, flipped it over to carry it, and walked off the beach! 🤦‍♂️

🗺️ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 “𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐎𝐖𝐍” 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄

She was incredibly stressed, but I reassured her that if it was dropped right where they were sitting, there was a great chance we could track it down. I hung up, quickly loaded my gear into the vehicle, and prepared to head out. But first, I needed a plan to find the exact location on an empty beach in the dark.

I asked Molly if she would be able to meet me down there to point out the grid area. Unfortunately, she was already at an out-of-town event and couldn’t make it back. Thinking fast, I told her I would send over an aerial satellite view of the beach and have her mark up the rough area where they had set up. She agreed, and within minutes, I had my map marked with the target zone.

💎 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐯𝐬. 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂

Before heading out, I asked one more critical question: “What metal is the ring made of?”

“Gold, with diamonds,” she replied. Knowing it was a small woman’s ring meant it wasn’t going to be a massive, booming gold signal. It was going to be a delicate, low-to-mid conductor on the machine, meaning I would need to listen very closely to the faint, crisp tones to avoid missing it in the sand.

I told Molly that because of the heavy summer traffic, it usually takes me about 35 to 40 minutes to get down to Drakes Island Beach. I promised to leave immediately and told her that once I arrived, I would take a few photos of the beachfront house she had mentioned they were set up in front of to confirm we were looking at the right spot.

As any experienced detectorist knows, it is always best to have the client show you personally where they had set up. I have been on far too many searches where the client isn’t available, only to find out later that they sent me to the completely wrong section of the beach. Let’s be honest—in the dark, or even the daylight, beaches all look the same, right? 🕵️‍♂️

🎯 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐃, 𝐂𝐎𝐈𝐋 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃

With the house description in mind, Molly’s marked-up map on my phone, and the knowledge that I was looking for a small, delicate gold ring, Cheryl and I hit the summer traffic and made our way down to Wells.

Once Cheryl and I arrived, dusk was settling in, but there were still a few lingering beachgoers enjoying the late evening air. I quickly scanned the coastline and spotted the house Molly had described. To ensure we didn’t waste a single swing on a false lead, I snapped a few photos of the property and sent them over to her. Molly replied almost instantly, confirming that it was, in fact, the exact house they had set up in front of.

With the location locked in, the correct beach zone verified, and the daylight almost entirely gone, it was time to turn on the machine and start the grid search for that small gold ring.

My game plan was to start at the southern end of my grid area and work my way north, parallel to the Atlantic Ocean. I would search the entire width of the house footprint and then head back south from where I had started. If I wasn’t able to locate the ring there, I would then expand outward.

⚡ 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝟔𝟎 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐒!

On my first grid pass heading north, I found nothing but a few pieces of aluminum trash. I turned around and headed back south. Just a few steps into the return pass, a loud, clear, low tone rang through my headphones. As I swept my coil back over the target, I looked down and could actually see the outline of a small gold ring with stones sitting right there in the sand.

𝐖𝐎𝐖!!! I had found Molly’s wedding ring in under 60 seconds of actual search time! Molly had put me spot-on the exact location and it paid off 𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄!!! 💍💥

I brushed off the sand, took a few photos of the beautiful ring, and texted them over to Molly to share the good news. She replied almost immediately: “Yes! That’s it. Thank you so much. Incredible ✨✨✨”

🤝 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

I then asked Molly if we could meet up somewhere so I could safely return the ring to her. Because she was still stuck out of town at her event, she told me, “You can just leave it on the porch doormat.”

As a professional, that just didn’t sit right with me. I replied, “I really don’t want to leave it. My reputation is everything, and if by some chance it goes missing, I would just feel terrible. I can drive it back down to you tomorrow sometime if you like if you’d rather not have me come out to Kennebunkport, but Kennebunkport really is on my way home. It’s not a problem.”

Molly texted back, “Are you sure? We’re in a super safe neighborhood! You can totally just leave it at the doormat.”

Understanding my perspective, Molly then suggested an alternative option: leaving it with her friend Becca, who had been at the beach with them earlier in the day. Becca lived right on Drakes Island, meaning Molly would easily be able to pick her wedding ring up from her the next day.

Perfect. I received Becca’s address, and Cheryl and I drove it right over in the pitch-dark. Although I wasn’t able to meet Molly in person, Cheryl and I left Becca’s house smiling once again. 😊🚘

A short while later, I received one final text from Molly that made the whole rush worth it:

“𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐎𝐎𝐎 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇 .𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖!!! 𝑾𝒐𝒘 𝑰’𝒎 𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒛𝒆𝒅”

We truly have the best job in the world, and we love what we do.

Remember, “𝑰𝒇 𝑰𝒕 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑻𝒐 𝒀𝒐𝒖, 𝑰𝒕 𝑴𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝑻𝒐 𝑼𝒔.” ❤️

📱 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒? 𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓!

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Gold And Diamond Wedding Ring Lost In The Atlantic Ocean Water, Found With A Metal Detector, in Camp Ellis, Saco, Maine

September 23rd, 2026 by Dennis Boothby
from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲: 𝐀 𝟐𝟔-𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐖𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬

“𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝟐𝟔 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐲𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝟏 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫…”

That was the emergency text that came in from Mike. He was down at Camp Ellis Beach, playing catch with a football in the surf the afternoon before when his ring slipped off into the ocean.

When Mike messaged me, he was already back at the beach, frustrated and stressed. As a Ring Finder, I know that time and tides wait for no one. I immediately asked Mike what exact time the ring was lost so I could calculate the tides. It was lost between 3:00 and 4:00 PM the day before. Looking at the clock, I knew right then: 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧.

I told Mike to save me a parking spot on Pearl Ave. Cheryl and I grabbed our gear, jumped in the truck, and headed straight out. Camp Ellis is just about four miles down Ferry Road from our home, so we pulled up to the beach in less than 15 minutes. When it comes to recoveries in the surf, every minute counts.

I grabbed my gear and headed onto the sand. As I arrived, a local detectorist told me that he had already been searching for two hours but wasn’t able to find it. He also mentioned he hadn’t searched the water or the wet sand. I thought to myself, “Ok then.” My first instinct was that the diamond wedding ring was lost in up to two feet of water, and that is exactly where I was heading.

Mike and his family noticed our arrival and flagged us down. He walked me through the exact events of the previous day and pointed out the small, specific area where they had been throwing the football.

Then, Mike told me something that broke my heart. He said that when he lost the ring, he was so completely devastated that he just wanted to call the remainder of their vacation off right then and go home to Massachusetts. His wedding ring meant everything to him. He couldn’t stand the thought of being on the beach, knowing his ring was buried under the water and sand, assuming he would probably never see it again.

Once I heard that, I looked at him and told him I would do everything humanly possible to find his extremely sentimental wedding ring. I explained the game plan to the family: with the tide already turning and starting to come back in, I would start right at the water’s edge, work my way south for about 25 feet, turn around, and head back north—slowly and meticulously gridding the entire area.

I turned on my detector and thought: 𝑶𝒌, 𝒍𝒆𝒕’𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝑴𝒊𝒌𝒆’𝒔 𝒘𝒆𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈.

I took exactly two steps into the wet sand and water when my headphones lit up. I had my very first target. It was a beautiful, loud, low tone registering a 𝟒𝟔 𝐓𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐈𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (𝐓𝐈𝐃) 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐛 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐞. The machine was telling me that whatever was down there was shallow—just 0 to 2 inches beneath the surface.

I dug a quick scoop of the sand, threw it just outside the reach of the incoming water, and looked down. Shining right back at me was 𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄’𝐒 𝐆𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆!

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐄!!!!

Having just left Mike’s side less than a minute earlier, I knew how completely heartbroken he was, and I wasn’t going to make him wait another single second. I looked back up at the family, waved them down, and shouted: “𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. 𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠.”

Mike and his family came running right down to me at the water’s edge, and an immediate wave of hugs, handshakes, and thank you’s ensued. You could visually see the heavy knot in Mike’s stomach and the crushing worry in his mind completely vanish in an instant.

𝐀𝐧 𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐔𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞:

A week or so after the recovery, I received a text from Mike that reminded me exactly why Cheryl and I do this.

He wrote:

“𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒚. 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆’𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒚𝒔. 𝑩𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒕. 𝑰’𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒊𝒕. 𝑻𝒉𝒙 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉! 𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒂𝒏’𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒕!!!!”

I told him there was no better feeling than being able to help others get their lost history back. For me, it was all in a day’s work. Based on how he described losing it, I knew the ring would be in the shallow surf. Since the waves were minor, rings don’t move much—so I trusted my gut and went straight for that spot.

Mike replied: “𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒖𝒕 𝒗𝒂𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒕. 𝑱𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏’𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒗𝒂𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒕. 𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆’𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒚𝒎𝒃𝒐𝒍.”

Vacation saved. 26 years of marriage history restored. This is exactly why we do what we do at The Ring Finders of Maine!

If you or someone you know loses a ring, keys, phone, or jewelry—don’t wait, and don’t try to sift the sand yourself. Time is of the essence. Call Dennis at The Ring Finders of Maine: 207-423-3027

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GOLD STUD EARRING LOST IN THE GRASS, FOUND IN SCARBOROUGH, MAINE WITH A METAL DETECTOR

September 11th, 2026 by Dennis Boothby
from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

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🌟𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘: Handcrafted Treasure Saved! 💍✨

On July 15th, I got a heartbreaking call from Emily, a local real estate agent. 👩‍💼
The night before, she was playing volleyball at Memorial Park in Scarborough, Maine. 🏐

📍 Side note: This park is so nostalgic for me—it’s the site of the old Portland Twin Drive-In Theatre! 🎬🍿

During a big play at the net, Emily jumped high and brushed against the mesh. 🥅

In a split second, her custom earring slipped out and vanished into the thick grass. 🌿

Emily and her friends searched on their hands and knees but found absolutely nothing. 🌾

This wasn’t just any jewelry. Emily used to be a professional jeweler. 🛠️

She had designed and handcrafted this specific gold earring herself. 🎨

She left the park completely devastated. 😞

🔍 𝐖𝐇𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓’𝐒 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐄:

Most people think metal detectors find jewelry instantly. 🪙

But tiny stud earrings are the ultimate test of skill and gear. 🎛️

They contain an incredibly minute amount of precious metal. 🤏

When they fall into thick grass, they rarely lay flat. 🌱

Standard detecting programs look for round, dense targets like coins or thick wedding bands. 🪙💍

A vertical, microscopic gold post has an electromagnetic footprint that is almost non-existent. 📉

Standard factory programs will simply ignore it or filter it out as ground noise. 🔇

To give us a fighting chance, I swapped to my agile 8″ coil. 🔄

I booted up the Minelab Manticore’s specialized “Gold Field” program. 👑

This mode is engineered to sniff out tiny, low-conductive gold that other detectors miss. ✨

⚡ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐇 & 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓:

Emily met me at the park at 1:30 PM, right after I got back from York. 🚗

She had smartly marked the exact net post hole with a small tree branch. 🌿

I started a tight, overlapping grid search on her side of the net. 🥅

Nothing but faint iron mineralization from the soil. 🧱

I crossed over to the opposing team’s side of the net and kept swinging. 🕵️‍♂️

After 5 to 6 minutes of methodical scanning… BANG! ⚡

A sharp, beautifully repeatable audio signal broke through my headphones. 🎧

Having had two complete and total knee replacements, dropping down to the ground wasn’t happening. 🦿🦿

Instead, I carefully bent over and used my handheld pinpointer to narrow down the grass blades. 🕵️‍♂️🌾

As I slowly parted the turf with my fingers, there it was—gleaming bright yellow in the dirt! ✨🥇

Emily spotted it at the exact same millisecond. 👁️⭐

(If you haven’t seen her reaction yet, go watch the video Reel I posted last night!) 🎥👇

She started jumping up and down with her hands in the air, celebrating wildly! 🙌💃

🙌 “WOW, thank you so much!” she shouted. 📣🎉

Seeing that pure joy and relief is exactly why I do this. ❤️

Honestly, I have the best job in the world, and I love my job! 🌍💼

Welcome home, earring! 👑💍

🏐𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄-𝐅𝐎𝐑-𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐘𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐒!🏖️

Funny enough, volleyball courts have been my specialty this season!

This actually marks my third volleyball court recovery of the year. 🎉

The first two were rings lost in the deep sand during intense beach volleyball games. 🏝️🏐

But switching from soft beach sand to thick park grass is a whole different ballgame—and it feels great to keep the streak alive! 🏖️➡️🌿

👋𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒? 𝐃𝐎𝐍’𝐓 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐔𝐏 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄!🔍✨

At the end of the day, our motto is simple:

👉 “𝐈𝐟 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬.”👈

Whether it’s a sentimental ring lost on the beach 🏝️, a family heirloom dropped in the backyard 🏡, or a tiny earring lost in a local park 🌿, time is of the essence. ⏱️

If you or someone you know has lost a metal item in the southern Maine area, don’t wait. 🧭

Call or text me today 207-423-3027 and let’s get your treasure back where it belongs! ✉️🤝

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GOLD STUD EARRING LOST IN THE SCARBOROUGH MAINE GRASS, FOUND WITH A METAL DETECTOR

September 7th, 2026 by Dennis Boothby
from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

Contact:

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???? ?????????? ????????: Handcrafted Treasure Saved! ?✨

The Ring Finders of Maine With Recovery and Return # 252

On July 15th, I got a heartbreaking call from Emily, a local real estate agent. ?‍?
The night before, she was playing volleyball at Memorial Park in Scarborough, Maine. ?

? Side note: This park is so nostalgic for me—it’s the site of the old Portland Twin Drive-In Theatre! ??

During a big play at the net, Emily jumped high and brushed against the mesh. ?

In a split second, her custom earring slipped out and vanished into the thick grass. ?

Emily and her friends searched on their hands and knees but found absolutely nothing. ?

This wasn’t just any jewelry. Emily used to be a professional jeweler. ?️

She had designed and handcrafted this specific gold earring herself. ?

She left the park completely devastated. ?

? ??? ???? ???????? ??? ? ???????????’? ?????????:

Most people think metal detectors find jewelry instantly. ?

But tiny stud earrings are the ultimate test of skill and gear. ?️

They contain an incredibly minute amount of precious metal. ?

When they fall into thick grass, they rarely lay flat. ?

Standard detecting programs look for round, dense targets like coins or thick wedding bands. ??

A vertical, microscopic gold post has an electromagnetic footprint that is almost non-existent. ?

Standard factory programs will simply ignore it or filter it out as ground noise. ?

To give us a fighting chance, I swapped to my agile 8″ coil. ?

I booted up the Minelab Manticore’s specialized “Gold Field” program. ?

This mode is engineered to sniff out tiny, low-conductive gold that other detectors miss. ✨

⚡ ??? ?????? & ??? ?????? ??????:

Emily met me at the park at 1:30 PM, right after I got back from York. ?

She had smartly marked the exact net post hole with a small tree branch. ?

I started a tight, overlapping grid search on her side of the net. ?

Nothing but faint iron mineralization from the soil. ?

I crossed over to the opposing team’s side of the net and kept swinging. ?️‍♂️

After 5 to 6 minutes of methodical scanning… BANG! ⚡

A sharp, beautifully repeatable audio signal broke through my headphones. ?

Having had two complete and total knee replacements, dropping down to the ground wasn’t happening. ??

Instead, I carefully bent over and used my handheld pinpointer to narrow down the grass blades. ?️‍♂️?

As I slowly parted the turf with my fingers, there it was—gleaming bright yellow in the dirt! ✨?

Emily spotted it at the exact same millisecond. ?️⭐

(If you haven’t seen her reaction yet, go watch the video Reel I posted last night!) ??

She started jumping up and down with her hands in the air, celebrating wildly! ??

? “WOW, thank you so much!” she shouted. ??

Seeing that pure joy and relief is exactly why I do this. ❤️

Honestly, I have the best job in the world, and I love my job! ??

Welcome home, earring! ??

??????-???-????? ?? ??? ?????????? ??????!?️

Funny enough, volleyball courts have been my specialty this season!

This actually marks my third volleyball court recovery of the year. ?

The first two were rings lost in the deep sand during intense beach volleyball games. ?️?

But switching from soft beach sand to thick park grass is a whole different ballgame—and it feels great to keep the streak alive! ?️➡️?

????? ????????? ????????? ???’? ???? ?? ????!?✨

At the end of the day, our motto is simple:

? “?? ?? ??????? ?? ???, ?? ??????? ?? ??.”?

Whether it’s a sentimental ring lost on the beach ?️, a family heirloom dropped in the backyard ?, or a tiny earring lost in a local park ?, time is of the essence. ⏱️

If you or someone you know has lost a metal item in the southern Maine area, don’t wait. ?

Send me a direct message right here on Facebook, and let’s get your treasure back where it belongs! ✉️?

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

September 6th, 2026 by Dennis Boothby
from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

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

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, let’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. ?❌

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. ?✨

With Jeremy still on the phone anxiously waiting, I instantly pulled up the local Saco tide chart. ?⏱️

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: ” ?’? ℎ?????? ??????ℎ? ???? ?? ?????? ?ℎ???? ???ℎ? ???. ?’? ????? ?? ?????? ?ℎ? ???? ???.” ??

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. ?️?

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: ?:?? ??.⏱️

Looking out at the water, I calculated that if the ring wasn’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. ⏳?

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 suddenly—????!??

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! ⏱️?

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: “?’?? ?????? ??? ????? ??? ????. ?’? ??? ????? ?? ?????? ?? ?????. ?’? ???????? ????? ???? ??????? ? ???? ????? ??! ???????????????!” ??

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! ?✨

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. ?❤️

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.
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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. ?⏳

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

“????????, ?? ?? ??????? ?? ???, ?? ??????? ?? ??.” ❤️

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