Wedding Ring Recovered from Geneva Lake
Through a Crack in the Pier
I met Bob on Friday, July 17th, 2026, to look for his lost wedding ring. Earlier that week, while Bob was visiting family near Lake Geneva, WI, he took a walk down to the pier. For reasons I fail to recall, he took off his ring to keep it safe, and somewhere between leaving his finger and setting it on a table, it found its way between the boards of the pier and into Geneva Lake.

Before donning my diving gear, I listened to his story, and together we assessed which section of boards the ring most likely fell through. To aid me while under the pier, I found a washcloth among some cleaning supplies that I fed down through the boards, held above with the leg of a chair. Once under the pier, I could look for the washcloth to pinpoint the search location.
The pier was expansive and stretched far out into the lake, making the dive deeper than I normally have to go. My breathing device only gives me ten feet of diving depth, but once I got to the search zone, I was able to reach the bottom.

What first struck me were the dozens of fish under this pier.
A fisherman’s paradise. All kinds, sizes, swimming near and far. The larger ones were not used to a human-sized fish in their territory and (thankfully) kept their distance. I guess I wouldn’t be alone for this search.
The bottom was free of seaweed and had a hard-packed gravel bottom. This was great news and made for a quick search. I dug a few targets, just to make sure I wouldn’t miss the ring, and within about 30 minutes I had the ring snug on my finger.
When I surfaced, Bob was up at the house having dinner with his family. I texted him, “I think I have something that belongs on your finger.”
In a few minutes, I could see Bob’s eager smile from a distance, and I was so pleased to return it where it belonged.
If you or someone you know has lost a phone, ring, or other jewelry item, please call. The smiles I enjoy when returning lost items are one of the best parts of what I do.


three young daughters, sitting in the shallow water, probably keeping her sharp, motherly eyes on each of them. Pushing off the rocky bottom of the lake to stand up, she felt the ring slip, release, and disappear. Carefully padding the lake bottom with a flat hand, only gritty sand and small rocks pushed back. Her ring was gone.

d, another detectorist was in the water. I waded out to Tony and asked the same question. “No, only a quarter so far.”

Caleb’s final text read:





Needless to say, Christina and Kegan were relieved and grateful to have the ring returned. It felt great to return yet another precious item, and I’m thankful for the humbling lesson of knowing clearly what to be looking for ahead of time. 

