I got a call from Warren who had found my number on Ring Finders. Warren had been playing with his dog in the back yard when his Platinum ring went flying off. He had a good idea of where it was but after more than hour of searching still nothing. the only place left was away from where he thought it could be in a old wood pile. We started tearing it a part when Warren spotted the ring. A very happy ending
I received a call regarding a lost gold ring that had gone missing somewhere in the backyard. While completing several tasks throughout her day, the client realized the ring had slipped out of her pocket. After searching the area with no success, she reached out for assistance. I was able to schedule a service visit and begin searching the yard — and soon, the ring was found. She was very happy to have it safely returned to her.
Lost Gold Woman’s Name Ring in Granville, OH. “FOUND”
Lost Gold Woman’s Name Ring in Granville, OH. “FOUND”
Third Time’s A Charm……
….Kate had just finished a 1-mile bike ride with the children and when she got home her pendant and chain were missing. Their destination was a community center building where they parked the bicycles and hung out in a small park area under some trees.
1st search with the family covered the route from home to community center building but yielded nothing.
2nd search included 2 teams of people working towards each other from the house to community center and yielded some results when the chain the pendant was on was found by a planter near where they stopped under the trees at the community center building. A week later Kate called me with what had transpired but had to go out of town on business and turned the case over to her husband Dan.
3rd search included me, Dan and the children. I thought it best to start metal detecting in the area under the trees at the community center building. Luckily no one had raked up the fallen leaves yet. Grid searching a tight pattern revealed no signals on the metal detector and searching the planters revealed nothing….so I thought…. where could this pendant be? I took a break and went to the restroom, when I came back out as I was opening the door I noticed what looked like a paper clip sticking up from the deep grooved, thick rubber floor mat. Taking a closer look, I reached down thru the deep grooves in the mat and there was Kate’s pendant! Dan had been just a few feet away when I held it up for him to see. He came running over and was as baffled as I was as to how the pendant got there. He called Kate who was totally thrilled and couldn’t believe it was found but said she didn’t go inside the building because it was closed when they were there. We both did another double take at the small 1/4″ long pendant and pondered in silence to take in all the events that transpired. The most important thing was that the pendant was found and being the third time trying was definitely a charm for Dan and Kate.
Jonathan
Call me for help finding your lost item. We can determine if a metal detector can be used to find the metal object or to eliminate a possible area where you think it could be hiding .. Stan the Metal Detector Man … 949-500-2136
*** Zack lost his wedding ring a public park in San Clemente, CA. The loss happened while he was throwing a ball to his young daughter. He felt his ring slip off his finger, which I always like to hear when I receive a lost ring in the grass.
Even though Zack had spent 2 hours on his hands and knees searching the thick grass he was willing to wait a half hour till I could meet him at the city park. I was dark by the time I arrived but this usually isn’t a problem. I always carry a half a dozen different powerful lights.
His ring showed up using the metal detector. It was actually on the surface of the grass and could have been a visual find. Sometimes the position of the sun in the sky helps to reveal a lost ring. It’s amazing that the ring was not findable while Zack searching that afternoon. It was only a 40 ’x 40’ search area. ??
Your ring is not lost forever. It is waiting to be found by a experience metal detector expert.. Call or text as soon as possible .. Stan .. 949-500-2136 “ I WILL TRY ANYWHERE”
I received a text message from Elmhurst, Illinois resident, Jim Weppner, asking if I might help to locate his gold Claddagh wedding ring.
The traditional Irish ring was a gift from Cathy, Jim’s wife of nearly 60 years. He received it on the occasion of their 25th anniversary while visiting in Claddagh, Ireland.
According to Wikipedia, Claddagh rings typically have “three primary features: a heart to represent love, a crown to represent loyalty, and two clasped hands which symbolize friendship.” They were first produced in Claddagh in the 17th century.
As our communications progressed, I quickly got a sense of just how special was Jim’s ring. I received a photo of Jim with the love of his life, Cathy, on their happy wedding day in 1964. Sadly, Cathy passed away from A.L.S. a little over a year ago. Clearly, it was more than a ring. 
Over a week had passed since the ring went missing. Jim had lost some weight resulting in his ring fitting loosely. He had been cleaning up fallen branches from the lawn behind his lakefront home near Juneau, Wisconsin when it was lost. Had the ring slipped off then?
Jim’s story, together with the deep sadness in his voice, fueled my determination to do all I could to find his precious love token. I offered up a prayer for wisdom and drove up to Juneau the following day. Jim’s sister-in-law, Geri and her husband met me. After surveying the property, I began searching in locations where Jim had been working. A boat dock had since been pulled ashore in anticipation of the winter freeze up. Had the ring been spotted by one of the workers and pocketed, I wondered. The thought was troubling.
A little over an hour into the search, I was scanning the grass underneath the aluminum dock when a signal caught my attention. Crawling beneath, I pinpointed the target and carefully parted the blades of grass. That’s when I caught sight of a gold rim—Jim’s Claddagh wedding band!
I took some photos and texted them to Jim. A few moments later my phone rang. The emotions in that moment made it difficult for him to speak. As for me, I thanked my heavenly Father for the overwhelming comfort extended to Jim through the successful recovery of his priceless ring.
I left the ring with Geri for safekeeping. A few days later Jim sent me a photo with the ring back on his hand.
At time of writing, Jim and I have not yet met in person. But we hope to connect one day soon. And when we do, I’ll be sure to add his smile to this, his heartwarming story.
If you or someone you know has lost a ring, even long ago, don’t let its story end. Contact me. Who knows, we might be able to add another smile to my list of over 138 happy clients who thought their rings were lost forever.
A memorable bird hunt with his father and Dutton, a gorgeous Golden Retriever, ended on a sad note when Franksville, Wisconsin resident, Joe Rampulla lost his wedding ring.
It happened later in the day while removing burs that had become entangled in Dutton’s thick coat. As he flicked the burs from his hand the yellow-gold and tantalum wedding band flew off, vanishing somewhere behind his parent’s home. Despite searching for hours and even using a metal detector, the ring could not be found.
Joe located me on theringfinders.com directory of metal detecting specialists. I made arrangements to meet him the following day.
Spreading junipers, garden foliage and landscape stones in the area made the search challenging. Additionally, my detector came alive with signals and with spurious electromagnetic interference. Buried electrical wiring and an invisible dog fence close by were the cause.
After changing frequencies and making other adjustments on my detector, the ‘noise’ settled down in my headset. I carefully probed the bushes and flowers using a pin-pointing instrument, but Joe’s ring was nowhere in the area. It was when I expanded the search location that I heard a promising signal further away in the lawn. Parting the blades of grass revealed an unmistakable rim of gold. And the smile on Joe’s face tells the rest of the story! 
Joe, I’m so glad we were able to get your ring back on your hand!
I received a text from a young man and by the context I knew he was a bit frantic. He informed me that his one-week old cellphone fell as he looked down from a bridge over a creek. Despite his efforts, he decided to check our website and contacted me. I arranged to meet him at the location that same day.
Fortunately, the deepest part of the creek was only 3 feet. I thought it would not take long to recover the phone but after using an underwater detector and a pointer for 1.5 hours I elected to bring out another detector.
I was using a scoop to check targets. As each scoop was brought to the surface, and there were many, I could see the concern in the expression of the owner. Finally, I noticed a number of targets. Some, I knew were iron, but among them there was one that I felt was promising. I told the owner that I would not move until that one item no longer appeared on my detector. With one final scoop, there was his phone.
I wish I could have recorded the look on his face as I handed him the phone. He was very excited to say the least.
He knew how to handle a phone that had been submerged. Eight hours later he texted me from that very phone and stated, « It works! »
Contact me for all your metal detecting and recovery needs. Rob 402-580-6933. Land, water, cracks in concrete, rings, keys, hearing aids, phones, etc. Assisting law enforcement. Serving Lincoln and the greater Nebraska area.
Tom and Barb have been married for 55 years. When they returned inside after working together on an outdoor project, Tom noticed his gold wedding ring was missing. They searched and searched but could not find it. Tom turned to the internet and eventually came across me. Long story short, after I had searched their property and didn’t find it, I expanded my area to include some of the neighbors close by. Yes, nestled in the river rock under some plants was his ring. Once I got the signal I instantly saw it. This is testament to how goo they can blend in and hide in plain sight. Its always and honor to help people get back such irreplaceable things.
Little did I know that day I would be driving the almost 2 hours up to Ticonderoga, NY to find a wedding ring which was almost given up on.
Joe and Rebecca and four other family members were staying at a B n’B on a lake in Ticonderoga. Joe told me he was « pretty sure » he lost the ring while playing football the day before. All six family members had searched every square inch of the yard all day and even in the night. They even bought a metal detector and tried to no avail. They had little hope left. While I cannot guarantee that I will find a ring, I can at times, depending on the situation, feel fairly confident. This was one of those times. Still, I felt, even after I arrived, that they did not have much hope. I was the last resort. Better to try and know you have done everything you could than to regret it for years to come. That’s what I told them. They would be leaving the B n’B the next day.
I arrived and got down to work. My heart sank when I heard so many signals in the gold range. « This is not going to be so easy, I thought to myself. » And it wasn’t. I would have to go real slow and quickly calculate every signal and make a quick decision in my head. Finally after what seemed like forever I had the signal I was looking for. Could this be it? I parted the grass and down in the roots was the glimmer of gold. I was thrilled. Containing my excitement, I called Rebecca and Joe over. I didn’t touch the ring. I wanted them to have the joy of seeing it in situ and picking it off the ground. I pointed to the spot and said, « what do you see? » « Nothing. » they replied. I pointed even closer. Still they saw nothing. I practically put my finger right on the ring the third time and finally they saw it, almost made invisible by the golden color of the grass roots. Rebecca started crying she was so shocked and happy. The family gathered round to celebrate. It was like winning the Super Bowl when all the chips were down. Case closed. Ring found. Happy family. Happy Mark. Call Mark’s Detecting 518-677-0895.
Matt called me and told me the story of how he lost his gold wedding band in the Hudson river. In short, he was standing on the end of the dock and went to catch a football and he felt his ring slide right off his finger. The ring fell into the river about 7 feet deep. He knew exactly where it fell, but after searching for a couple of hours with goggles he was unable to locate it. The bottom of the river was full of deep muck so it was impossible to see the ring or much of anything else. That’s when he called me.
I drove the hour to Queensbury the next day as it was too late to go that same day. I took a friend with me who happened to be visiting which was a good thing because this was going to be one of the most difficult searches. We are both lifeguards and good swimmers but the difficulties seemed endless. Visibility was poor, the ring was in the muck, the current was strong and staying down 6 feet in a mostly vertical position was near impossible. We didn’t have any scuba gear, only my mask. It would have been near impossible to use the big detector down there so I only used the hand probe. I located the ring with in the first five minutes, but the retrieval under such conditions was extremely difficult. Marking the spot, relocating the signal, fighting the current, drifting under the dock and having no reference of where your body was in the darkness once you were down there and becoming hypothermic were all obstacle that we had to overcome one way or another. You would have to have been there to fully understand the situation. Long story short, two hours after locating the first signal we finally were able to scoop out the ring in the scooper. The relief and joy we felt were priceless. I had the great pleasure of calling Matt that evening and telling him the good news. He was elated. Since he lived in another state I shipped him the ring the very next day. I told him, « no more football on the dock! » 
