Bracelet lost on the beach, Lavallette NJ, recovered by Edward Trapper, NJ Ring Finder
Around lunchtime, I received a call from Kim, requesting help to find a bracelet lost on the beach. Unfortunately, I missed the call as I was out on the beach as well, enjoying the beautiful day, with family and friends. The Jersey Shore location has limited cell phone signal capabilities unfortunately . I called Kim back as soon as I could. She explained that her son, Liam, had been playing soccer with his nephews and nieces when he noticed his bracelet was missing. The bracelet was irreplaceable, purchased in the Virgin Islands years ago. She asked if I could come down to the beach to search, and I agreed, telling her to have Liam mark off the area with chairs or blankets to keep people from sitting there.
I planned to meet them later in the evening, around dinner time, which worked fine for Kim. When I arrived, Liam met me at the dune walkover. I was initially a bit concerned since items lost while playing sports on the beach can sometimes cover an vast area. Luckily, Liam’s soccer buddies were much younger, keeping the playing area relatively small, about a 50×50 foot section. I asked Liam where he thought the most likely spot the bracelet might have come off, and he pointed to far end of the area.
I started my search on the far end, and nearly completed the whole section when I decided to widen the search by about five feet. Shortly after, I got a solid signal and sure enough, it was Liam’s bracelet. Liam hadn’t noticed that I found the bracelet, so I walked over to him, to confirm that the location was in fact the right spot. He looked around and said without a doubt, this was right where they were. That’s when I decided to make the reveal, showing him the bracelet in my scoop. He was absolutely thrilled to see it, as this bracelet had some strong sentimental memories.
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Its a beautiful afternoon in one of New Jerseys finest beach towns, Seaside Park. The oceans were calm, winds light and variable, which made for a perfect day of shell collecting. Dylan and his daughter set out to do just that. Unfortunately all the absolutely beautiful shells they had gathered together, just couldn’t make up for what had just happened. They were down at the very bottom of the tide line, by the drop off, picking up just one last shell, when Dylan decided to rinse off his hands and call it a day. At that very moment he watched his ring slip off his finger, and drop into the sand, just as a wave was rolling in. Even thought the ocean was as calm as we will experience here, Dylan had absolutely no luck over the next two days locating his beautiful wedding ring. When he called me and told me it had already been two days, and that it was just about dead low tide where his ring slipped off, I didn’t have a good feeling about the recovery, at that moment. What he did have in his favor was the fact that it had been dead calm, and was going to continue that way for the next few days. I told Dylan I would be on the beach for the next low tide which was day 3 of his ring being lost on the bottom of the ocean. I was out at 4 AM scouring every inch of the location he had marked with his phone in google maps, with not even one signal. Unfortunately I had prior obligations the next 2 days and would not be able to return until the following morning low tide. It was 5 AM or so, and here I am wondering around in the ocean again, but this time in about thigh deep water my machine sounds off a perfect low tone that you can tell almost in an instant was Dylan’s ring. I missed it in the first scoop, then BINGO !!!! I had his ring after 6 full days in the ocean. Believe me friends, this situation almost never exists in the state of NJ, but luckily for him it did that week. I messaged him asking for a detailed description, because all we had mentioned was white gold in our other conversations. I was pretty positive this was his ring, and the pictures confirmed that. I texted him pics and he was in total shock. We agreed to meet a few hours later for the monumental return.
Eileen called just as I had gotten out of the dentists office, wondering if it would be possible to come and search for her I-Phone that slid off the roof of a car, and landed somewhere alongside the roadway. She explained that she had put the phone on the roof of the car, and said goodbye to her company. Forgetting the phone was on the roof she went inside, and her company drove off. The following day she realized the phone was missing, and realized what had happened. She contacted her friend hoping he had picked it up prior to leaving the night before, which wasn’t the case. They had finally decided it must have slid off the car roof and landed somewhere on the side of the road. Using the find my phone app. they found the last known location of the phone before it died, where they searched for 4 days without any luck. That was when she decided to call in a professional recovery expert. We made arrangements to meet on the side of the roadway that afternoon. It was there Eileen went into more detail about HOW important this phone was, as nothing was backed up to the cloud, including over 6000 pictures, that were absolutely unreplaceable. This area was right in front of a big housing complex, that had manicured grounds with fences and pristine walking paths. I was praying it didn’t fall off there as the grass cutters had recently cut the lawn, and it would have shredded it to bits, had they ran it over. I instructed Eileen to go into the management office, explain what happened, and ask if possibly the phone was turned in. While she was in doing that I covered the entire area on both sides of the road, and all the landscape, with no luck, just as I had figured. Standing back, looking in the opposite direction, the curve in the road looked ever so inviting of an area, for a phone to slide off the roof. I walked back covering everything from the road in about 10′ with no luck. Then I turned around and continued back along the tall weeds, and wood line. Right along the weeds, just inside of where the mowers cut, I received the loudest broken signal from my metal detector, that I know ever to familiar, would be her cell phone. Sure enough BINGO!!!! I had her phone. I decided to record the moment when I returned her it, and needless to say, what a heart filled experience it was, reuniting Eileen with over 6000 photos, which covered many years of her life prior, to this almost tragic mishap.
lifted the phone out of the water it was dinging like crazy after it locked onto Wi-Fi. These newer phones are incredibly waterproof.