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The summer heat was making the sand too hot to walk on, so Emma retreated to the cool lapping waves on Coeur d’Alene lake. While enjoying the water, her friends and family started a game of water volleyball. While passing the ball back and forth, Emma spiked the ball. As the spinning ball flew off her hand, so did her two wedding rings.  Everyone around Emma heard her panicked cry to stop, so they all froze and devised a plan to get the rings back. The rings sank deep into the water and hid in the sand as her friends and family dove and snorkeled around searching.

The day drew to a close, so the search was called off. Emma reluctantly left that beach praying for her rings, that they wouldn’t be found by a rogue treasure hunter.

Later that night, after researching metal detector rentals, Reddit told Emma to call the Ring Finders.

I got a call from Emma while at work. Emma described her tragic day to me. The news that Emma’s silver wedding rings were lost on CDA beach was alarming. I was off like a flash to gather my gear and head to the beach. After getting in the water and Emma giving me x and y axis for the drop zone, I began searching. The wind was whipping up the waves so high the water crested over my head. I kept the search going for two hours. After completing a wide seach area, I asked Emma for more areas to search. This question revealed some discriptive details that Emma’s brother in-law had noted. There were notches cut into the retaining wall for the beach where Emma sat. Her brother in-law had counted off 5.5 notches to the west and counted out 18 paces into the water where Emma was standing. I walked backwards as I kept my eyes on the 5th notch. About belly button high water, I got a repeatable 7 signal on my Equinox. It wasn’t a silver tone, but I dug it up anyways. As the sand fell through through the holes on my scoop, a diamond ring appeared.  While calling Emma over to confirm that I found her ring, I noticed the stamp in the ring said 18k. With a dreaded tone in my voice I said to Emma, « It’s not your ring it’s a gold ring ». As Emma returned to where she sat, I finished detecting up to the edge of the water. Thinking the ring I found was super valuable I called Emma over to keep a hold of it. As I handed her the ring, she exploded with emotion. « That’s my ring! » she said. I was shocked, so I asked her to show me the photo she had of the ring. It was a match. The silver color was what Emma was describing to me, not the metal the ring was made out of.  Determined, I knew the other ring was not far from the one I found. Keeping the same line, I walked backward into the water. I was in chest high water when my detector picked up a 7-8 signal . I shook out the sand to reveal a rusted bobby pin. As I removed it from the magnet in my scoop, I saw a shining object in the corner of the scoop. It was Emma’s other ring. I pumped my fist into the air to show Emma I had found it and walked quickly back to the edge of the shore. The news I found her rings reached back to the small family sun bathing on the beach, and they cheered as Emma and I walked off the beach.

This search tested my stamina, but the sharp details Emma’s brother in-law had recorded, gave hope. Hope mixed with prayers was the recipe that found these rings for Emma.

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