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Platinum Wedding Ring With Diamonds Lost At Short Sands Beach, York, Maine Found With A Metal Detector

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

๐Ÿšจ THE RESCUE AT SHORT SANDS BEACH! ๐Ÿšจ

๐Ÿ’ A VERY SPECIAL 10-YEAR ANNIVERSARY MIRACLE! ๐Ÿ’

๐Ÿ“ž THE PANIC CALL
It was early afternoon on July 31st when my phone rang. On the other end was Laura, and I could hear the immediate panic in her voice. She had just lost her wedding ringโ€”a stunning platinum wedding ring with a half band of diamonds, and the irreplaceable symbol of nearly ten years of marriage.

๐Ÿ—บ๏ธ THE IMPOSSIBLE TARGET
The biggest challenge? She wasn’t entirely sure where it had slipped off.
She had been playing up on the dry beach sand and digging holes with her young children, at Short Sands Beach, in York Beach, Maine. The moment I heard the words ยซย digging holes,ย ยป my heart instantly sank. If that ring had slipped off and been buried deep inside a refilled sandcastle pit, finding it was going to be a massive challenge.
But then there was the second possibility. They had also been body surfing in the crashing waves at high tide! ๐ŸŒŠ

โฑ๏ธ THE TIMELINE
When I asked Laura if she had felt the ring slip off, she gave me the breakdown. Earlier in the day, she had safely stored the ring inside a Ziploc baggie in her beach bag. Her family was with the chairs the entire time, so she knew it hadn’t been taken. She was 99% sure she took it out of the baggie and put it back on her finger right before heading into the water. She noticed it was completely gone the second she stepped out of the surf.

๐Ÿš— TRAFFIC? NO PROBLEM!
Even though she was heartbroken, Laura was incredibly sweet and considerate. She told me, ยซย If the traffic is crazy, please donโ€™t bother. I feel bad taking up your time.ย ยป
By now, it was 2:15 PM. I told Laura right then and there that I would get to her as soon as possibleโ€”traffic or no traffic!
I hit the road and made good time, arriving just before 3:30 PM. To make things even smoother, Laura had incredibly arranged for a secured parking spot for us nearby. A HUGE releif as parking is a nightmare in these coastal Maine towns.

๐Ÿ–๏ธ THE CROWDED BEACH HUNT
Laura met me and walked me down to Short Sands Beach, where the rest of her family and friends were still hanging out. By this time, the tide was starting to go out, but the water was still high up on the crowded beach.
I started by searching the best I could around all the beach towels, chairs, umbrellas, and other beach necessities. I paid particular attention to the areas where the holes had been dug, but found no sign of the ring. With so many people and belongings covering the sand, I decided to abandon the dry sand search.
Since the tide was still fairly high, I pivoted to the small strip of wet sand and began following the water line out. Unfortunately, because the dry beach was packed, the wet sand was heavily crowded too. I did the best I could under the circumstances, but I knew this wasn’t a proper, thorough grid search.

๐ŸŒ… THE 5:00 AM MISSION
With the beach still packed with people, I knew we needed a different strategy. I told Laura I would head home but return early the next morning at 5:00 AM to continue the hunt. I planned to bring Gary Hill with me to thoroughly search the entire area while it was completely free of beachgoers. My biggest concern was beating the beach rake cleaning machine, which would easily scoop up or bury the ring if it went over the area first!
With the game plan set, Cheryl and I packed up our gear and headed back home to Saco for the evening.
The next morning, the mission was on. Gary met me at my house at a bright and early 4:15 AM. We threw our gear into The Ring Finder Mobile and jumped right onto the Maine Turnpike. We arrived back at Short Sands Beach pre-dawn, just in time to catch a beautiful, quiet sunrise over the ocean.
We mapped out a flawless game plan. Gary’s mission was to start up in the dry sand near the seawall and systematically work his way down toward the wet sand. Meanwhile, I would start right at the cusp of the dry and wet sand, tracking my way down toward the receding water.
With our combined teamwork, we were confident we could get this entire area searched before the beach cleaning machine or the first beachgoers arrived to crowd our grid.

๐Ÿš€ LETS GO!!!
As we started searching, those deeply dug sand holes from the day before were still weighing heavily on my mind. But I had total faith in Gary to proceed very slowly, carefully listening for even the faintest blip of a non-ferrous target.
The beach was relatively quiet, and only a few random targets were popping up. Then, after about 5 to 7 minutes of sweeping, my detector caught something. It was a very, very low tone.
Honestly, my first thought was that it was going to be a piece of trash foil. It was that low, registering right at a 05 on my Target ID (TID). It was a very low-conductive target, but experienced detectorists know you can never pass those up. Knowing that a small platinum ring can absolutely ring up with a TID of 05, I didn’t hesitate. I knew I had to dig it.

๐Ÿ’ฅ THE REVEAL
I dug a small scoop of sand and carefully dumped it onto the wet sand to separate the target. As I sifted through, there it wasโ€”something glinting round and silver. It was Laura’s platinum wedding ring!
How crazy is that?! Gary and I had only been on the beach for about five minutes before the missing ring was safely in my hand!
I uncovered it right at the high tide mark where the wet and dry sand meet. Because it was found far away from the dry sand where she had been digging holes with the kids, my guess is that the ring definitely slipped off while she was out body surfing in the water. I hadn’t been able to search this exact spot the previous afternoon due to the massive wall of beach chairs, towels, and crowds. Later on when I got home, I actually looked back at photos from the day before, confirming that this exact target zone had been heavily packed with people.
Once the initial shock wore off, Gary and I decided to film a very short video for the big reveal. I started the camera showing the gorgeous sunrise, telling Laura we were at the beach but were already going to be leaving because…
Then, I panned the camera straight to Gary, who had a massive smile on his face. As I shouted, ยซย …WE FOUND IT, CONGRATULATIONS!!!ย ยป Gary held her beautiful platinum ring high up for the camera to see! ๐ŸŽฅโœจ
I hit send on the video at exactly 5:14 AM. I knew it was incredibly early, but I also knew the absolute anguish and heartbreak Laura had been going through. She had put on a brave face the afternoon before, but Cheryl could sense the pure, heavy agony she was holding deep inside. There was absolutely no way I was going to hold back the good news for a single second longer than I had to.

๐ŸŽ‰ SMILES, HUGS, AND CELEBRATION!
After hitting send, Gary and I didn’t pack up just yet. We stuck around to search for a few other items that had been lost weeks earlierโ€”ones that haven’t been found yet, at least to our knowledge.
About an hour later, my phone rang. It was Laura, and she was in total shock and disbelief! She told me she had truly believed her wedding ring was gone forever, only to wake up and see a video of it completely safe. I could hear the pure joy and excitement in her voice as she kept thanking us over and over. She thanked us for staying around the beach and let us know she would be right down as soon as the kids finished eating breakfast. I told her it was no problem at allโ€”we’d be waiting right there.
A very short time later, Laura, her husband Matt, her children, and three of her nieces all marched down onto the beach to witness the official return. It was absolute magic. There were SMILES, SMILES, and more SMILES everywhere you looked! And I can’t forget the hugs, the handshakes, and the massive shift in energy from the somber, heavy atmosphere of the afternoon before. Gary and I much prefer the celebrations, just like this morning!

With Lauraโ€™s 10th anniversary just a few weeks away at the time, she had a massive weight lifted off her shoulders just in time to truly enjoy and plan for her milestone dayโ€”which is right now, today!

Laura, we are so incredibly honored we could rescue your ring and preserve such a beautiful milestone. Happy 10th Anniversary from all of us at The Ring Finders of Maine! We wish you and your husband a lifetime of continued love, happiness, and securely-fitting rings! ๐Ÿฅ‚โค๏ธ

Gold Diamond Ring Lost In Freeport, Maine Found With A Metal Detector

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

๐Ÿ’ ๐€ ๐–๐„๐ƒ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐๐†, ๐‹๐Ž๐๐’๐“๐„๐‘ ๐‘๐Ž๐‹๐‹๐’, ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐€ ๐…๐Ž๐”๐‘-๐‘๐ˆ๐๐† ๐Œ๐˜๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐˜! ๐Ÿฆžโœจ

๐Ÿ”” ๐–๐ž๐๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ & ๐‚๐จ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐‚๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐›๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
In late July, Melissa headed down to Union Bluff Hotel & Meeting House in York Beach, Maine to celebrate a beautiful wedding. The ceremony was perfect, the reception was a blast, and everyone was in high spirits!

๐Ÿคค ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ-๐–๐ž๐๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐‹๐จ๐›๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐‚๐ซ๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐ 
What is a trip to the southern Maine coast without some fresh seafood? After the reception, Melissa and a few close friends weren’t ready for the night to end. They decided to keep the good times rolling and track down some iconic Maine food.
They Southern Maine Lobster Company on U.S. 1 in York, Maine, ready to order up some legendary lobster rolls.

๐Ÿš— ๐“๐ก๐ž ยซย ๐’๐š๐Ÿ๐ž ๐Š๐ž๐ž๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ ย ยป ๐‚๐ก๐จ๐ข๐œ๐ž
While waiting for their food, the group grabbed a spot at an outdoor picnic table. Knowing how messy (and gloriously buttery) a fresh Maine lobster roll can be, Melissa made a quick decision to protect her jewelry.
She took off her 4 rings and carefully placed them inside her vehicle’s cupholder. No one wants melted butter and lobster stuck in the nooks and crannies of their favorite rings, right? It seemed like the perfect safe haven.

๐Ÿ‘‹ ๐€ ๐†๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐„๐ง๐๐ฌ… ๐…๐จ๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ฐ
After finishing their delicious food and sharing plenty of laughs, it was time to wrap up the weekend. The friends all said their goodbyes, hopped into their cars, and went their separate ways.
Melissa jumped into her vehicle and started the drive home to Freeport Maine completely unaware of the twist that was coming next…

๐Ÿšœ ๐“๐ซ๐š๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ ๐‰๐š๐ฆ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ!
When Melissa finally pulled up to FreeportME, she ran into an unexpected roadblock. Her long, shared driveway was completely blocked by her neighborโ€™s heavy construction equipment!
Standing by the side of the driveway was her friend and neighborโ€”the construction company owner’s wifeโ€”who was busy directing the massive machinery.

๐Ÿ‘ฅ ๐€ ๐๐ฎ๐ข๐œ๐ค ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š ๐†๐š๐ฆ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ƒ๐จ๐๐ ๐ž
Knowing she’d have to wait a bit to park, Melissa scooped up her 4 rings from the cupholder, grabbed a few other belongings, and got out of the car. Her plan was simple: walk the 75 to 100 feet to her front door, drop off her things, and wait for the driveway to clear.
On her way to the door, she stopped to chat with her neighbor. As they stood there catching up for about 15 to 20 minutes, the heavy equipment kept shifting. Melissa and her friend had to move out of the way several different times to avoid the machinery as it maneuvered around the property.

๐Ÿ˜ฑ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐’๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐œ๐ก-๐ƒ๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ƒ๐ข๐ฌ๐œ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ
Once the heavy equipment was finally cleared out of the path, Melissa went inside, set her belongings down, and headed back out to properly park her vehicle next to the house.
With her car safely parked and the long day wrapping up, she went back inside to finally slide her jewelry back on.
She reached for her rings.
One… two… three…
Wait. ๐Ÿ›‘
There were only three rings. Her stunning gold ring lined with diamonds was completely gone! This wasn’t just any ring, either. It was a beautiful piece Melissa had treated herself to a few years earlier simply because she fell in love with it. A true symbol of self-love and hard work.
And now, it had vanished. ๐Ÿ’”

๐Ÿ” ๐๐š๐ง๐ข๐œ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ ๐„๐ง๐๐ฌ
Panic immediately set in. Melissa rushed back outside into the darkness. She carefully searched her small stone driveway, pacing back and forth over the exact spots where she had parked, walked, and stood talking to her neighbor.
Nothing. ๐Ÿ”ฆ
She tore apart her vehicle, checking every crack and crevice around the cupholder. She searched inside her home, retracing every single step. Still, nothing.
Desperate for answers, Melissa called Southern Maine Lobster CO. LLC down in York to see if anyone had turned it in by the picnic tables. No luck.

๐Ÿ—บ๏ธ ๐Ž๐ง๐ž ๐‘๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐“๐ฐ๐จ ๐“๐จ๐ฐ๐ง๐ฌ, ๐Ž๐ง๐ž ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ
Melissa was facing a massive geographic puzzle. The precious gold and diamond ring could be anywhere between a seafood spot in York, Maine, and a stone driveway in Freeport, Maine.
But Melissa knew the timeline. The ring had to be in one of those two locations. Realizing she needed specialized help to solve this mystery, she picked up the phone and called me at The Ring Finders of Maine. ๐Ÿ“ž๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ
We talked through the details and immediately locked in an appointment to search her yard in two days, on her next day off from work.

๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐†๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐: ๐‹๐ž๐ญโ€™๐ฌ ๐†๐ž๐ญ ๐“๐จ ๐ˆ๐ญ!
A few days later, I arrived at Melissa’s home in Freeport. She met me outside and walked me through the entire property, retracing her steps from that chaotic afternoon.
Searching for a gold ring in a small stone driveway is no easy taskโ€”those rocks love to swallow jewelry and hide it perfectly from plain sight. I told Melissa the plan of attack: a tight, methodical grid search covering the entire stone driveway from the exact spot she parked all the way to her doorstep.
I also made sure to map out the specific zones where she and her friend had stood dodging that heavy construction equipment. If that ring slipped out while she was moving around the machinery, my detector would find it.
With the gear turned on and headphones adjusted, it was time to swing the coil. Let’s get to it! โšก๏ธ๐Ÿ”Ž
๐Ÿงญ Criss-Crossing the Stones
I started the tight grid search, swinging the detector back and forth, back and forth across the stone driveway. At first, it was just the usual suspects: an occasional screw here, a stray piece of foil there, but no ring.
Once the area where Melissa originally parked was completely cleared, I expanded my search grid. I moved into the zone where she and her neighbor had stood talking and dodging the machinery. Still nothing.
By the time I hit the halfway point of the driveway, I was hunting hard.

๐ŸŽฏ ๐“๐ก๐ž ยซย ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ•ย ยป ๐–๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ
Suddenly, a very low tone broke through my headphones. I looked down at my Minelab Manticore screen. It was registering a Target ID (TID) of 07.
In the metal detecting world, a 07 TID is incredibly small. Nine times out of ten, itโ€™s just a tiny piece of trash or foil. But you never ignore a signal when a ring is on the line.
I looked down at the rocks directly beneath my coil. Visually, there was absolutely nothing to see. I grabbed my handheld pinpointer and bent down to narrow the target area.

๐ŸฆŽ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐จ๐ง ๐‘๐ข๐ง๐  ๐‘๐ž๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ๐ ๐ž๐ฌ!
As I leaned closer to the ground, my eyes caught something. A flash of unmistakable yellow gold. A hint of perfect roundness.
There it was! Wedged right between two driveway stones, perfectly camouflaged.
I called Melissa over and told her the ring was sitting right in front of us. She stared down at the ground but couldn’t see itโ€”this ring was a total chameleon, blending into the rocks like it was meant to be there.
I pointed my finger right at it. The second her eyes locked onto the gold and diamonds, she broke out into a massive smile! ๐Ÿ˜โœจ

โค๏ธ ๐€๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐‡๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐‘๐ž๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง
Melissa was in total disbelief. She and her neighbors had searched that exact stretch of stones multiple times by hand and never saw a thing. That is the power of a professional detector and the patience to dig the low numbers!
She thanked me repeatedly, thrilled to have her self-made keepsake back on her finger where it belongs. Seeing that relief on her face reminded me all over again why ๐‘ฐ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’”๐’• ๐’‹๐’๐’ƒ ๐’Š๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’๐’…. ๐‘ฐ ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’‹๐’๐’ƒ! Knowing I can turn someone’s worst day into a celebration is the ultimate reward. Because at the end of the day, ๐‘ฐ๐’‡ ๐’Š๐’• ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–, ๐’Š๐’• ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’–๐’”. ๐Ÿคโค๏ธ

๐Ÿ“ž ๐‹๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐’๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐•๐š๐ฅ๐ฎ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž? ๐ƒ๐จ๐ง’๐ญ ๐‹๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐‡๐จ๐ฉ๐ž!
Have you lost a ring, a family heirloom, or a precious keepsake in the grass, sand, or snow? Donโ€™t let a sinking feeling take over, and don’t try to look for it alone in the dark. If you or someone you know has lost something close to their heart, call The Ring Finders of Maine! We have the professional equipment, the skill, and the dedication to track down what you thought was gone forever. Let us help you bring your jewelry back home! ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ”Ž

Gold Wedding Ring Lost In The Goose Rocks Beach Sand, Found With A Metal Detector, In Kennebunkport, Maine

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

๐Ÿ’ ๐‹๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐€๐“ ๐†๐Ž๐Ž๐’๐„ ๐‘๐Ž๐‚๐Š๐’ ๐๐„๐€๐‚๐‡? ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‡๐”๐๐“ ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐๐‘๐Ž๐ƒ๐˜โ€™๐’ ๐–๐„๐ƒ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐€๐๐ƒ! ๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ–๏ธ

With Point Sebago now in our rearview mirror, Cheryl and I were heading to Goose Rocks Beach (GRB) in Kennebunkport Maine. I was on the phone with Brody, who explained the situation. He, his wife, and their young child had been enjoying a beautiful day at GRB. Before heading into the water for a swim, Brody took off his gold wedding ring and placed it safely inside the cupholder of his beach chair.

Once he finished swimming, the family spent several more hours relaxing on the shore before finally packing up their gear. They loaded everything into their vehicle and began the drive back home to the Boston area, preparing for work the next morning.

Then came that all-too-familiar moment of panic. ๐Ÿ›‘ Brody remembered his wedding ring. He checked the chair, but the cupholder was completely empty. He rushed back to the beach to search his old setup spot, but as we all know, once under the sand, these rings are very difficult to find.

๐Ÿงญ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‚๐‹๐”๐„๐’ & ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐†๐‘๐ˆ๐ƒ
Brody then gave me the exact location on GRB and told me the ring should be somewhere between the seaweed from the high tide mark and the kayaks, closer to the dune grass. This gave me a solid, specific search window to target.

The late afternoon sun was casting long shadows across Goose Rocks Beach by the time Cheryl and I arrived. Because Brodyโ€™s setup had been high up on the dry sand, we didn’t have to worry about incoming tides or shifting water, but the soft, powdery sand of GRB can swallow a gold ring instantly.

I decided to start the grid search near the seaweed and grid search horizontally to the water. I would search north to south and work my way towards the kayaks. There were not many targets at all, that high up on the beach

โšก ๐“๐„๐ ๐Œ๐ˆ๐๐”๐“๐„๐’ ๐“๐Ž ๐†๐‹๐Ž๐‘๐˜!
The area wasn’t large and after 10 minutes or so, I heard the low tone I had been hoping for and anticipating! ๐ŸŽง

As I kept swinging the coil over the area, trying to pinpoint the exact spot under the M15 coil, I could see the outline of a gold ring in the sand. I told Cheryl, ยซย I can see the ring, in the sand,ย ยป to which she replied from 10โ€“15 feet away, ยซย I can see it from here!ย ยป ๐Ÿ˜ฎ
I removed the ring from the sand and verified it was actually Brody’s gold wedding ring. I immediately recorded a video for Brody, telling him I was leaving the beach because I found the ring, panning the camera down to reveal his beautiful gold band. ๐Ÿ“ฑโœจ

๐Ÿš— ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐Ÿ.๐Ÿ“-๐‡๐Ž๐”๐‘ ๐ƒ๐‘๐ˆ๐•๐„ ๐๐€๐‚๐Š ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‘๐„๐“๐”๐‘๐
I sent the video to Brody, who called me back instantly, expressing his immense gratitude. Since he and his family had already left the area, we made plans to return the ring the following weekend. He would make the 1.5-hour drive right back to Kennebunkport Maine to get his ring back.
The next weekend, I drove down to GRB and met Brody for the very first time. I returned his wedding ring with those exact same kayaks in the background! Brody and his wife thanked me immensely, and as we shook hands to say goodbye, all I could think of was: ๐‘ฐ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’”๐’• ๐’‹๐’๐’ƒ ๐’Š๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’๐’…. ๐‘ฐ ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’‹๐’๐’ƒ. โค๏ธ๐Ÿค 

๐Ÿ’ช ๐“๐‡๐‘๐„๐„ ๐‘๐„๐‚๐Ž๐•๐„๐‘๐ˆ๐„๐’. ๐Ž๐๐„ ๐€๐…๐“๐„๐‘๐๐Ž๐Ž๐. ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‡๐€๐“ ๐“๐‘๐ˆ๐‚๐Š! ๐ŸŽฉโ˜˜๏ธ Ring Finders of Maine #258, #259, #260
Cheryl and I were finally ready for a little down time. After rushing down to Old Orchard Beach to recover a sentimental Valentine’s gifted ring, to then rushing to Point Sebago for a successful water recovery, to finally rushing to Kennebunkport for another successful wedding ring recovery… we were absolutely pooped! ๐Ÿ’จ

The final stats for an unforgettable afternoon:
๐Ÿ•’ Approximately 4.5 hours
๐Ÿš— 110 miles driven
๐Ÿ’ 3 successful ring recoveries!

We were officially ready to relax.

๐Ÿ” ๐‹๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐’๐Ž๐Œ๐„๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐๐† ๐’๐„๐๐“๐ˆ๐Œ๐„๐๐“๐€๐‹? ๐–๐„ ๐€๐‘๐„ ๐‡๐„๐‘๐„ ๐“๐Ž ๐‡๐„๐‹๐! ๐Ÿ“ฒ
If you or someone you know has lost a wedding ring, heirloom, keys, or any other metal object of sentimental value, don’t lose hope! The Ring Finders of Maine offer professional metal detecting recovery services across the state. Whether your item was lost deep in the Maine woods, buried in the soft beach sand, or dropped underwater in one of our beautiful lakes, we have the specialized high-end gear and experience to track it down. Time is often of the essenceโ€”especially with shifting sands and tidesโ€”so don’t wait to reach out! Send us a direct message right here on Facebook or call/text us immediately at 207-423-3027 to get a search scheduled.

ยซย ๐‘น๐’†๐’Ž๐’†๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’†๐’“: ๐‘ฐ๐’‡ ๐’Š๐’• ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’š๐’๐’–, ๐’Š๐’• ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’–๐’”.ย ยป โค๏ธ

Platinum Wedding Ring Lost In The Goose Rocks Beach Sand, Found With A Metal Detector In Kennebunkport, Maine

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)
๐ŸŒŠ ยซย ๐’๐”๐, ๐’๐€๐๐ƒ, ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐€ ๐…๐‹๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐–๐„๐ƒ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐๐† ๐‘๐ˆ๐๐† ๐€๐“ ๐†๐Ž๐Ž๐’๐„ ๐‘๐Ž๐‚๐Š๐’ ๐๐„๐€๐‚๐‡!โ€ ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’ฅ
It was a picture-perfect summer day at Goose Rocks Beach (GRB) in Kennebunkport Maine. Brandon and his wife, Taylor, were soaking up the sun, enjoying the beautiful weather, and spending quality time with a great group of family and friends. It was the kind of beach day memories are made ofโ€”until it was time to pack up. ๐Ÿ–๏ธโ˜€๏ธ
As the day wrapped up and the group started gathering their gear to leave, Brandon went to take his ring off. In a split second, disaster struck. The ring slipped, caught the air, and went flying off his finger, completely disappearing into the sand right in front of him! ๐Ÿ›‘๐Ÿ˜ณ
๐Ÿ” ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐•๐€๐๐ˆ๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐๐† ๐€๐‚๐“ ๐ˆ๐ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐’๐€๐๐ƒ
If you follow my page, you already know the golden rule: once a ring meets beach sand, it performs an almost impossible vanishing act. It settles instantly, blending perfectly into its new surroundings. ๐Ÿœ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘€
The entire group jumped into action. They searched and searched, sifting through the grains, but after a valiant and exhausting effort, they came up empty-handed. Feeling defeated, the group finally had to leave, leaving Brandon and Taylor behind to continue the frustrating search alone.
๐Ÿš“ ๐€ ๐‡๐„๐‹๐๐ˆ๐๐† ๐‡๐€๐๐ƒ ๐…๐‘๐Ž๐Œ ๐Š๐„๐๐๐„๐๐”๐๐Š๐๐Ž๐‘๐“โ€™๐’ ๐…๐ˆ๐๐„๐’๐“
Before leaving the area, a call was made to the Kennebunkport Police Department to officially report the lost ring and asking if there was anything they could do to help find the ring. That phone call turned out to be the best move they could have made! The responding officers gave Brandon and Taylor some incredible advice: โ€œYou need to reach out to The Ring Finders of Maine. They have great success finding rings on the beach.โ€ ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿ—บ๏ธ
I want to extend a HUGE thank you to the Kennebunkport Police for the incredibly kind words and the referral! We truly appreciate our local law enforcement looking out for beachgoers and pointing them in our direction. ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฆ…
๐Ÿ“ž๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‚๐€๐‹๐‹ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐†๐€๐Œ๐„ ๐๐‹๐€๐
Once off the phone with the police, Brandon called me up and explained what happened. As I always do, I started asking a few quick questions to build a mental map of the recovery zone: Where exactly on the beach? Was it in the water or the dry sand? What time did it happen? Did you see or feel it come off?
Brandon gave me the whole story. Because the ring was lost high up in the dry sand, I didn’t need to worry about checking the tide charts or racing a rising ocean. I told him Cheryl and I would load up and be there in 25โ€“30 minutes, depending on the summer traffic. ๐Ÿš—๐Ÿ’จ
๐Ÿ–๏ธ ๐†๐‘๐Ž๐”๐๐ƒ ๐™๐„๐‘๐Ž ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐“๐‡๐„ ยซย ๐“๐„๐’๐“ ๐‘๐”๐ย ยป
When Cheryl and I arrived at GRB, Brandon met us promptly and walked us down to the now mostly empty beach. Taylor was still standing guard at the scene of the mishap, waiting and hoping.
Whenever I work with clients, I like to do a quick demonstration to build confidence. I take my own platinum wedding ring, throw it into the sand, and watch it completely disappear under the surface. Then, I swing my detector’s coil over the spot. I don’t normally wear headphones on these types of searches unless there’s heavy background noise. I want my clients to hear the target tone at the exact same moment I do!
When my detector let out a beautiful, loud, low tone over my hidden ring, Brandon and Taylor’s faces lit up. They heard the exact sound we were hunting for, reassuring them that the equipment works, everything is above board, and they had professional help on site. ๐Ÿ”Š
โฑ๏ธ ๐‹๐„๐’๐’ ๐“๐‡๐€๐ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ ๐’๐„๐‚๐Ž๐๐ƒ๐’?! ๐”๐๐‘๐„๐€๐‹!
Brandon showed me exactly where he had been standing when the ring took flight. I could see the area straight out from his position where the group had spent hours searching. I mapped out the strategy and told the couple I would perform a meticulous grid search, moving north to south, parallel to the shoreline.
I set up to start the grid right where I had just thrown my own test ring. I turned on the machine, took my very first two steps, and swung the coil.
BANG! ๐Ÿ’ฅ
The detector screamed with the exact same loud, low tone and Target ID that my own platinum ring had just produced. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! Could I really have just found Brandon’s ring less than two feet from my test spot in less than 10 seconds? ๐Ÿคฏ
I reached for my pinpointer, located the exact target deep in the sand, and pulled out Brandonโ€™s platinum wedding ring. UNREAL!!!! ๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿ™Œ
๐Ÿ’ž ๐‘๐„๐‹๐ˆ๐„๐…, ๐’๐Œ๐ˆ๐‹๐„๐’, ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐„๐—๐“๐‘๐€ ๐’๐๐„๐‚๐ˆ๐€๐‹ ๐๐„๐–๐’
Immediately, Brandon and Taylor broke out into huge relief smiles! Handshakes and big emotional hugs ensued right there on the sand. The heavy weight of a lost heirloom vanished in an instant, replaced by pure joy. ๐Ÿ˜ญโค๏ธ
But the celebration didn’t stop there. With the ring safely recovered, the happy couple broke some absolutely beautiful news to us: They are expecting their first child this upcoming November! ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘ถ
On top of that, they are looking forward to celebrating their second wedding anniversary this September, less than two months away. Now that Brandon has his precious wedding ring back on his finger, this sweet couple is just ecstatic and feels completely whole again. ๐ŸŒŸ๐Ÿ’‘
๐‘ณ๐’†๐’•โ€™๐’” ๐’‰๐’†๐’๐’‘ ๐’”๐’‰๐’๐’˜ ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’˜๐’๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’‡๐’–๐’ ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’‘๐’๐’† ๐’”๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’Ž๐’–๐’๐’Š๐’•๐’š ๐’๐’๐’—๐’†! ๐‘ซ๐’“๐’๐’‘ ๐’‚ ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’Ž๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’๐’๐’˜ ๐’•๐’ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’”๐’‰ ๐‘ฉ๐’“๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐‘ป๐’‚๐’š๐’๐’๐’“ ๐’‚ ๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š ๐’‰๐’‚๐’‘๐’‘๐’š ๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’š 2๐’๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’๐’Š๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’”๐’‚๐’“๐’š, ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’๐’†๐’•โ€™๐’” ๐’”๐’‰๐’๐’˜๐’†๐’“ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Ž ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’„๐’๐’๐’ˆ๐’“๐’‚๐’•๐’–๐’๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’๐’” ๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’–๐’‘๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’“๐’•๐’‰ ๐’๐’‡ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’“๐’”๐’• ๐’„๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’… ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐‘ต๐’๐’—๐’†๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’†๐’“! ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’Š๐’” ๐’๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’ ๐’Œ๐’†๐’†๐’‘๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚ ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’“๐’š ๐’˜๐’‰๐’๐’๐’† ๐’“๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’‚๐’” ๐’‚ ๐’‡๐’‚๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’š ๐’Š๐’” ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’•๐’ ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’๐’˜โ€”๐’๐’†๐’•’๐’” ๐’‡๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’Ž๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’”๐’†๐’„๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’˜๐’‚๐’“๐’Ž ๐’˜๐’Š๐’”๐’‰๐’†๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’„๐’†๐’๐’†๐’ƒ๐’“๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’๐’†๐’™๐’• ๐’ƒ๐’Š๐’ˆ ๐’„๐’‰๐’‚๐’‘๐’•๐’†๐’“!๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿ‘ถโœจ
๐ป๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘…๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐น๐‘–๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘€๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘’, ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘ค๐‘–๐‘ โ„Ž ๐ต๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘‡๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ ๐‘Ž ๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘ข๐‘๐‘๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” 2๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘›๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘”๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘  ๐‘œ๐‘› ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ข๐‘๐‘๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘œ๐‘“ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’๐‘–๐‘Ÿ ๐‘“๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘™๐‘‘. ๐‘Š๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘œ ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘๐‘™๐‘ฆ โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘๐‘ฆ ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘™๐‘‘ ๐‘๐‘™๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž ๐‘ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘˜๐‘’๐‘’๐‘๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ ๐‘คโ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘’. ๐‘Š๐‘–๐‘ โ„Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘๐‘œ๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘ข๐‘ก๐‘’ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘ ๐‘ก! ๐Ÿฅ‚โœจ
๐‹๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฏ๐š๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ž?
๐ƒ๐จ๐ง’๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ข๐ญ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐š๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ฑ๐š๐œ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐จ๐œ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐œ ๐ฌ๐จ๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ž๐๐ข๐š ๐ฉ๐š๐ ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค.
๐‚๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐š๐œ๐ญ ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‘๐ข๐ง๐  ๐…๐ข๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐Œ๐š๐ข๐ง๐ž:
* ๐Ÿ“ž ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ƒ๐ž๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ฌ: ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ•-๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘-๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•
* ๐Ÿ“ง ๐„๐ฆ๐š๐ข๐ฅ: ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐จ๐Ÿ๐ฆ๐š๐ข๐ง๐ž@๐ ๐ฆ๐š๐ข๐ฅ.๐œ๐จ๐ฆ

14K St Anthony Pendant Lost In The Atlantic Ocean Water, Found With A Metal Detector At Short Sands Beach, York, Maine

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)
๐ŸŒŠ ๐‹๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐ˆ๐ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐€๐“๐‹๐€๐๐“๐ˆ๐‚ ๐Ž๐‚๐„๐€๐: ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐’๐“. ๐€๐๐“๐‡๐Ž๐๐˜ ๐๐„๐๐ƒ๐€๐๐“ ๐๐”๐™๐™๐‹๐„ ๐ŸŒŠ
I received a call from Joanne. Her son, Rob, had been enjoying the day at Short Sands Beach in York Beach, Maine , when disaster struck. After getting out of the ocean, Rob looked down and realized his 14k gold St. Anthony pendant was no longer on his necklace. It was lost somewhere in the rolling surf. ๐Ÿ›‘
๐Ÿ“ˆ ๐‘๐”๐’๐‡๐ˆ๐๐† ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐“๐ˆ๐ƒ๐„ ๐‚๐‡๐€๐‘๐“๐’ ๐Ÿ“ˆ
Joanne asked if I could help. I immediately checked the tide charts and saw that the tide was currently coming in. When she told me the pendant was lost around 1:00 PM, I knew that meant it went missing at mid-tide. ๐Ÿ•’
I explained to Joanne that our absolute best chance for a recovery would be to arrive at Short Sands at 7:00 PM. By then, the tide would be heading back out, hitting that exact same mid-tide level, allowing me to follow the water out as it receded. She told me Rob would meet us there. ๐Ÿค
๐Ÿ” ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“ ๐’๐„๐€๐‘๐‚๐‡ ๐๐„๐†๐ˆ๐๐’ ๐Ÿ”
When Cheryl and I arrived at 7:00 PM, Rob was waiting. He brought us right down to the beach and pointed out the exact area where he had been swimming when he first noticed the pendant was gone.
I mapped out my strategy and told Rob I would grid search parallel to the shore, expanding the search area by an extra 25 feet to both the north and the south to guarantee we covered every square inch of the zone. ๐Ÿ“ Duty called for Rob, and he had to leave the beach shortly after to head back to Boston for work the next morning. ๐Ÿš™
Cheryl and I pushed on. I grid searched the area for more than two hours, finally calling it a night after 9:00 PM as darkness completely took over. ๐ŸŒ™ I had covered the entire designated area, but the ocean only gave up coins and the usual pull tabs and small pieces of aluminum. No gold. ๐Ÿช™
๐Ÿ’ก ๐€ ๐‚๐‘๐”๐‚๐ˆ๐€๐‹ ๐‚๐‹๐”๐„ ๐Ž๐ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐ƒ๐‘๐ˆ๐•๐„ ๐‡๐Ž๐Œ๐„ ๐Ÿ’ก
On the drive back home to Saco, Maine, I called Rob to give him the update. I told him the pendant simply wasn’t in that specific grid. I asked him if he had actually felt or seen the pendant slip off his neck, and he said no. Then I asked a crucial question:
ยซย Had you been swimming earlier in the day?ย ยป ๐Ÿค”
ยซย Yes,ย ยป he replied. ยซย Three or four other times.ย ยป
Right then, a lightbulb went off. It all made perfect sense! The St. Anthony pendant hadn’t come off during his 1:00 PM swimโ€”it had likely slipped off during one of his earlier swims, and he just hadn’t noticed it was missing until later in the day. ๐Ÿ’ก
๐ŸŒ… ๐’๐‹๐„๐„๐๐‹๐„๐’๐’ ๐๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“ & ๐€ ๐๐„๐– ๐๐‹๐€๐ ๐ŸŒ…
Knowing he had most likely lost the pendant earlier in the day, my mind immediately went back to the tide charts. I saw that the morning low tide was set for 10:39 AM. My new plan was to get back to Short Sands Beach by 7:00 AM, matching the receding water and following it all the way down until low tide three and a half hours later. I was highly optimistic that the earlier swimming area would finally be exposed. ๐ŸŒŠ
After a restless night with maybe three hours of sleepโ€”because my mind just wouldn’t stop racing over that missing goldโ€”I pulled back up to Short Sands Beach. ๐Ÿฅฑ
I wasted no time getting to work, picking up the grid search from north to south, moving parallel to the shoreline once again. For the first hour and a half, the beach was stubborn. I was only digging up the usual suspects: coins and pull-tabs. By 8:30 AM, with two hours left until low tide, I knew I just had to keep grinding. ๐Ÿฆพ
๐ŸŽฏ ๐“๐€๐‘๐†๐„๐“ ๐ˆ๐ƒ๐„๐๐“๐ˆ๐…๐ˆ๐‚๐€๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐: ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ“! ๐ŸŽฏ
Just ten minutes later, everything changed. ๐Ÿ’ฅ
My detector screamed with a LOUD, LOW TONE, locking in at a solid 35 on my Target Identification Screen (TID)! ๐ŸŽถ It sounded absolutely beautiful, and my adrenaline instantly spiked. ๐Ÿ“ˆ
I scooped up a heavy load of sand, flipped it onto the wet, hard-packed surface, and pulled out my pinpointer. As I located the target and began brushing away the top layer of sand, there it wasโ€”a bright, unmistakable glint of SHINY GOLD! โœจ๐Ÿ‘‘
I pulled it out, and holding it in my hand was Robโ€™s St. Anthony pendant! My theory had been spot on. After two separate days and four and a half total hours of searching, the puzzle was solved. The pendant was resting about 40 to 50 feet further out toward the water than where Rob originally thought he lost it, proving he had dropped it during one of those earlier swims. ๐Ÿงญ
๐Ÿ“ฑ ๐€๐ ๐„๐‚๐’๐“๐€๐“๐ˆ๐‚ ๐…๐€๐Œ๐ˆ๐‹๐˜ ๐Ÿ“ฑ
I immediately captured a video of the recovery and sent it to Rob and Joanne. Within minutes, both of their phones were ringing off the hookโ€”they were absolutely ecstatic! ๐Ÿฅณ๐ŸŽ‰
Since Rob was already back at work in Boston and Joanne was also down in Massachusetts, Rob asked if I could hand the precious heirloom over to his girlfriendโ€™s brother, Jay, who was still vacationing in York with his family. I told him, ยซย Absolutely!ย ยป ๐Ÿค
Meeting up with Jay and handing over the pendant felt incredible. Job done. But the real icing on the cake came a short time later when I received a text from Rob that truly says it all: โค๏ธ
๐Ÿ’ฌ ๐€ ๐Œ๐„๐’๐’๐€๐†๐„ ๐“๐‡๐€๐“ ๐’๐€๐˜๐’ ๐ˆ๐“ ๐€๐‹๐‹ ๐Ÿ’ฌ
ยซย ๐™๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™  ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™จ๐™ค ๐™ข๐™ช๐™˜๐™ ๐™–๐™œ๐™–๐™ž๐™ฃ. ๐™๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™จ ๐™œ๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ข๐™š ๐™—๐™ฎ ๐™ข๐™ฎ ๐™œ๐™ง๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ข๐™ค๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™—๐™ž๐™ง๐™ฉ๐™๐™™๐™–๐™ฎ ๐™ฌ๐™š ๐™จ๐™๐™–๐™ง๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™œ๐™š๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง. ๐™„๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™จ ๐™– ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ง๐™ฉ ๐™ค๐™› ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ ๐™จ๐™๐™š ๐™ง๐™š๐™ข๐™š๐™ข๐™—๐™š๐™ง๐™š๐™™ ๐™–๐™ก๐™ก ๐™๐™š๐™ง ๐™œ๐™ง๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™๐™˜๐™๐™ž๐™ก๐™™๐™ง๐™š๐™ฃ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ ๐™œ๐™ž๐™›๐™ฉ๐™จ. ๐™„ ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™ช๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™ง๐™š๐™˜๐™ž๐™–๐™ฉ๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™š๐™›๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฉ, ๐™ฅ๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ž๐™š๐™ฃ๐™˜๐™š, ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ฃ๐™š๐™จ๐™จ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™š๐™™. ๐™๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™š๐™–๐™ฃ๐™จ ๐™– ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ข๐™š, ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™„ ๐™๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™™๐™ž๐™™๐™ฃโ€™๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™  ๐™„โ€™๐™™ ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™จ๐™š๐™š ๐™ž๐™ฉ ๐™–๐™œ๐™–๐™ž๐™ฃ. ๐˜ฝ๐™š๐™˜๐™–๐™ช๐™จ๐™š ๐™ค๐™› ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช, ๐™„ ๐™๐™–๐™ซ๐™š ๐™จ๐™ค๐™ข๐™š๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™จ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™˜๐™ž๐™–๐™ก ๐™—๐™–๐™˜๐™  ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™„ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ค๐™ช๐™œ๐™๐™ฉ ๐™ฌ๐™–๐™จ ๐™œ๐™ค๐™ฃ๐™š ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™œ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ง๐™ค๐™จ๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ฎ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™จ๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™๐™š๐™ก๐™ฅ ๐™– ๐™˜๐™ค๐™ข๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™š๐™ฉ๐™š ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ง๐™–๐™ฃ๐™œ๐™š๐™ง ๐™ข๐™š๐™–๐™ฃ๐™จ ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ง๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™„ ๐™˜๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™ฅ๐™ช๐™ฉ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฉ๐™ค ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ง๐™™๐™จ. ๐™๐™๐™–๐™ฃ๐™  ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™–๐™œ๐™–๐™ž๐™ฃ, ๐™„ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™œ๐™š๐™ฉ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™ ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™™๐™ฃ๐™š๐™จ๐™จ. ๐™”๐™ค๐™ช ๐™–๐™ง๐™š ๐™–๐™ฃ ๐™–๐™ข๐™–๐™ฏ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™œ ๐™ข๐™–๐™ฃ. ๐™๐™๐™š ๐™›๐™–๐™˜๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช ๐™™๐™ค ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™š ๐™จ๐™๐™ค๐™ฌ๐™จ ๐™ข๐™š ๐™ฉ๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™š ๐™–๐™ง๐™š ๐™œ๐™ค๐™ค๐™™ ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ค๐™ฅ๐™ก๐™š ๐™ž๐™ฃ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š ๐™ฌ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ก๐™™, ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™„ ๐™ฌ๐™ž๐™ก๐™ก ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™ซ๐™š๐™ง ๐™›๐™ค๐™ง๐™œ๐™š๐™ฉ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ข๐™š๐™ฃ๐™ฉ.ย ยป ๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ˜ญ
โค๏ธ ๐–๐‡๐˜ ๐–๐„ ๐ƒ๐Ž ๐–๐‡๐€๐“ ๐–๐„ ๐ƒ๐Ž โค๏ธ
Well, if a message like that doesn’t warm your heart, absolutely nothing will. It is exactly for reasons like this that we do what we do. The jewelry we recover holds deep family bonds and irreplaceable memories that a retail store can never replicate. These items represent family history. ๐Ÿ“œโœจ
I truly have the best job in the world, and I love my job! ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฅ‡
๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ค๐ž๐ฒ๐ฌ, ๐จ๐ซ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ, ๐๐จ๐ง’๐ญ ๐ฉ๐š๐ง๐ข๐œ, ๐๐จ๐ง’๐ญ ๐๐ข๐  ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐š, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ง’๐ญ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐จ๐œ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐œ ๐ฌ๐จ๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ž๐๐ข๐š! ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐š๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ•-๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘-๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ“ž
Remember: โ€œ๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ฌ.โ€ ๐ŸŒŠโœจ

Gold Wedding Ring Lost In The Beach Sand, Found With A Metal Detector, in Old Orchard Beach, Maine

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)
๐ŸŒช๏ธ ๐’๐€๐๐ƒ๐๐‹๐€๐’๐“๐„๐ƒ ๐Ž๐”๐“ ๐Ž๐… ๐๐Ž๐–๐‡๐„๐‘๐„, ๐Ž๐ ๐Ž๐‹๐ƒ ๐Ž๐‘๐‚๐‡๐€๐‘๐ƒ ๐๐„๐€๐‚๐‡! ๐ŸŒช๏ธ
It was Thursday, July 16th, and it started out as a picture-perfect Maine summer day. โ˜€๏ธ
Ron and his wife, Deb, were loving every second of their vacation, relaxing outside the Sea Watch Condominiums right here in Old Orchard Beach. ๐Ÿ–๏ธ
The ocean view was beautiful, the sun was shining, and the beach was packed with people soaking up the warmth.
After a while, Ron decided to head into the surf for a refreshing swim . ๐ŸŠ
Before walking down to the water, he did what many people doโ€”he slipped off his precious wedding ring and placed it safely inside the cup holder of his beach chair. ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฅค
After his swim, Ron rejoined Deb at their chairs. The couple lay back, completely relaxed, without a single care in the world.
But Mother Nature had other plans for mid-afternoon. ๐Ÿ˜ณ
Out of absolutely nowhere, a massive, severe cold front slammed into the coast. A line of violent thunderstorms swept through the area with terrifying speed. Suddenly, peaceful relaxation turned into pure survival mode! โ›ˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ’จ
* ๐‡๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ? Local wind gusts right on Old Orchard Beach clocked in at an incredible 43 mph, whipping the ocean into a choppy, dangerous surf.
* ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ˆ๐ง๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ƒ๐š๐ฆ๐š๐ ๐ž: The storm was tearing across the state, bringing 44 mph winds to Sanford and up to 60 mph gusts up north in Bangor, leaving tens of thousands of Mainers entirely without power! ๐ŸŒฒ๐Ÿ”Œ
Down on OOB, the wind hit like a freight train. Everyone on the beach was literally being sandblasted by the flying grit. It was blinding, painful, and complete chaos. ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ
Panicking as the storm raged around them, Ron and Deb grabbed what they could and fled the beach, running as fast as they could to find cover from the wind and pelting rain.๐ŸŒง๏ธ
But in the frantic rush to escape being sandblasted… Ronโ€™s wedding ring was completely forgotten, sitting right there in the cup holder of his beach chair. ๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿ’”
Once they safely made it back inside their room at The SeaWatch Beachfront Condominiums, the adrenaline began to fade, and a sinking feeling set in. Ron reached for his finger, looked around, and realized with a jolt that his ring was missing!
They frantically tore through everything they had carried inside. They checked and re-checked the beach chairs, shook out the towels, and emptied the beach bags. All to no avail.
As soon as the severe weather finally passed the area, Ron and Deb hurried back down to the beach, eyes glued to the ground. But the storm had done its work. The heavy wind and flying sand had completely reshaped the beach, and the ring had vanished without a trace. ๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ–๏ธ
Seeing their distress, several kind members of The SeaWatch Association stepped in to help. They gave Deb my contact information and told her to give me a call. ๐Ÿ“ž
When Deb reached out, she asked if I might be able to head down to search for her husband’s ring over the next day or so, whenever I could find the time. I stopped her right there. I explained that when it comes to a lost ring on a shifting shoreline, time is of the essence! โฐ
Waiting a day or two simply wasn’t an option. Old Orchard is a highly popular public beach where a stray glint of gold can easily catch someone else’s eye.
Even worse, the OOB beach cleaning rake machines are a HUGE concern, capable of scooping up and burying a ring deep in the debris.
On top of that, there is always the chance of another metal detectorist scanning the area before I could get there. ๐Ÿšœ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ
I told Deb that Cheryl and I would load up the gear and be down there in 15 to 20 minutes! ๐Ÿš—๐Ÿ’จ
When we arrived on site, Ron and Deb met us to point out the area where they had been sitting when the cold front blew through.
However, memory can be a bit tricky after a wild storm, and there was a little confusion as to the exact location.
Ron was convinced they had been parked towards the northern end of the building, while Deb was absolutely certain it was more towards the center of the structure. ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ—บ๏ธ
Now, Iโ€™ve done enough of these recoveries to know you never argue with a wifeโ€™s intuition!
I chose to start my precise grid search in the exact area Deb pointed out. I reassured the couple that if it didn’t turn up there, I would move over to search Ron’s suspected area next. If that still didn’t work, I was prepared to grid the entire escape route they took from the beach all the way to the access path. ๐Ÿ”
I turned on my detector and began sweeping the sand in Deb’s zone. I didn’t have to walk very far before my machine locked onto a very strong, beautiful signal! ๐ŸŽฏ
With Deb standing anxiously right beside me, I pulled out my pinpointer to narrow down the target. As I carefully moved the top layer of sand aside, a HUGE gold ring glinted in the sunlight! โœจ๐Ÿ’
Deb instantly gasped, ยซย ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’‚๐’•’๐’” ๐’Š๐’•!ย ยป ๐ŸŽ‰
Ron, looking over from a few yards away, blinked and said, ยซย ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’‚๐’•’๐’” ๐’˜๐’‰๐’‚๐’•?ย ยป ๐Ÿคจ
Deb shouted back with a huge smile, ยซย ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’‚๐’•’๐’” ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ!ย ยป ๐Ÿ˜‚
Ron stood there in total disbelief, scratching his head. ยซย ๐‘ฐ ๐’•๐’‰๐’๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’Š๐’• ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’๐’—๐’†๐’“ ๐’‰๐’†๐’“๐’†!ย ยป
Chalk up another massive win for wife’s intuition! ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ
Ron walked on over, and it was an incredible feeling to place that heavy gold band right back into his hand. Deb immediately threw her arms around me, giving me a big, grateful hug and thanking me for saving the day. Ron followed right up with a hearty, unforgettable handshake and his own deep thanks. ๐Ÿคโค๏ธ
As Cheryl and I packed up and walked off the beach, the happy couple thanked us one last time. They were already heading back to find those wonderful SeaWatch Association Members to give them a massive thank you for the life-saving referral!
Moments like this remind us why ยซย ๐‘พ๐’† ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’”๐’• ๐’‹๐’๐’ƒ ๐’Š๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’๐’…. ๐‘พ๐’† ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’‹๐’๐’ƒ!ย ยป Another piece of precious history saved, and another stormy day turned into smiles! ๐Ÿ˜Š๐ŸŒŸ
๐ŸŽฅ ๐’๐„๐„ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‹๐ˆ๐•๐„ ๐‘๐„๐‚๐Ž๐•๐„๐‘๐˜! ๐ŸŽฅ
Want to see the excitement for yourself? Head over to our Ring Finders of Maine Facebook page to watch the recovery video! We caught the exact moment the ring was found, along with the fantastic, priceless reactions from Deb and Ron when that gold ring finally came out of the sand! ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘‡
ยซย ๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐Œ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐“๐จ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐Œ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐“๐จ ๐”๐ฌย ยป
If you have lost a valuable ring or sentimental item in the sand or surf, don’t wait for the tide or the beach rakes to take it. Stop digging and contact Dennis at ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‘๐ข๐ง๐  ๐…๐ข๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐Œ๐š๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ•-๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘-๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ• or email theringfindersofmaine@gmail.com! ๐Ÿ“ž๐ŸŒŠ

Tungsten Wedding Ring Lost In The Ocean Park Beach Sand, Found With A Metal Detector In Old Orchard Beach, Maine

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)
๐ŸŒŠ ๐Ž๐‚๐„๐€๐ ๐๐€๐‘๐Š ๐Œ๐ˆ๐‘๐€๐‚๐‹๐„: ๐‘๐„๐‚๐Ž๐•๐„๐‘๐˜ & ๐‘๐„๐“๐”๐‘๐ #๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ž๐… ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐ƒ๐€๐˜!๐ŸŒŠ
What a day July 11th turned out to be! I was already running on pure adrenaline after completing two successful ring rescues earlier in the day. Just as I was wrapping up, my phone buzzed with an urgent text from a local Old Orchard Beach resident named Brittany.
She was looking for her husband Trent’s lost wedding band, but she knew the odds were heavily stacked against them.
๐‘ฏ๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’Š๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’†๐’™๐’‚๐’„๐’• ๐’Ž๐’†๐’”๐’”๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’† ๐‘ฉ๐’“๐’Š๐’•๐’•๐’‚๐’๐’š ๐’”๐’†๐’๐’• ๐’Ž๐’†:
๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡
โ€œ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’Š๐’” ๐’‚ ๐’๐’๐’๐’ˆ ๐’”๐’‰๐’๐’•! ๐‘ฉ๐’†๐’†๐’ 48 +๐’‰๐’๐’–๐’“๐’”. ๐‘ด๐’š ๐’‰๐’–๐’”๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’๐’๐’”๐’• ๐’‰๐’Š๐’” ๐’˜๐’†๐’…๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’‚๐’• ๐’‰๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’•๐’Š๐’…๐’†. ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’–๐’“๐’”๐’…๐’‚๐’š ๐’๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’˜๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’”๐’˜๐’Š๐’Ž๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ. ๐‘ท๐’Š๐’„๐’•๐’–๐’“๐’† ๐’•๐’ ๐’”๐’‰๐’๐’˜ ๐’†๐’™๐’‚๐’„๐’• ๐’๐’๐’„๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’. ๐‘พ๐’† ๐’‚๐’“๐’† ๐’๐’๐’… ๐’๐’“๐’„๐’‰๐’‚๐’“๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’‚๐’„๐’‰ ๐’๐’๐’„๐’‚๐’๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐‘ฐ ๐’‹๐’–๐’”๐’• ๐’‡๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’š๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’‘๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’†. ๐‘ฐ๐’• ๐’˜๐’‚๐’” ๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’–๐’๐’… 5:30 ๐’‘๐’Ž ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’–๐’“๐’”๐’…๐’‚๐’š ๐’๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’‚๐’• ๐’‰๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐’•๐’Š๐’…๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’—๐’†๐’” ๐’˜๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’‘๐’“๐’†๐’•๐’•๐’š ๐’๐’‚๐’“๐’ˆ๐’†. ๐‘พ๐’† ๐’‘๐’‚๐’“๐’Œ ๐’๐’–๐’“ ๐’”๐’„๐’๐’๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’” ๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’๐’๐’† ๐’˜๐’‚๐’š ๐’”๐’•๐’“๐’†๐’†๐’• ๐’…๐’–๐’๐’†๐’” ๐’”๐’•๐’“๐’†๐’†๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’˜๐’‚๐’๐’Œ ๐’”๐’•๐’“๐’‚๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’‚๐’„๐’“๐’๐’”๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’Š๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’Ž๐’๐’”๐’• ๐’…๐’Š๐’“๐’†๐’„๐’•๐’๐’š ๐’”๐’•๐’“๐’‚๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’• ๐’‡๐’“๐’๐’Ž ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’๐’‚๐’“๐’… ๐’˜๐’‚๐’๐’Œ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’…๐’” ๐’๐’๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’‚๐’„๐’‰. ๐‘ป๐’–๐’๐’ˆ๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’ ๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’ˆ๐’๐’๐’… ๐’“๐’Š๐’Ž. 6๐’Ž๐’Ž. ๐‘ฐ ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’๐’Š๐’†๐’—๐’† ๐’Š๐’• ๐’‰๐’‚๐’” ๐’Ž๐’š ๐’Š๐’๐’Š๐’•๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’” ๐’Š๐’๐’”๐’Š๐’…๐’† ๐’Š๐’• ๐‘ฉ๐‘ฑ๐‘ฎ. ๐‘จ๐’‘๐’‘๐’“๐’†๐’„๐’Š๐’‚๐’•๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’š ๐’‰๐’†๐’๐’‘!โ€
๐“๐ก๐ž ๐‘๐š๐œ๐ž ๐€๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ ๐“๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ƒ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐’๐š๐ง๐โณ
While Brittany’s text mentioned swimming, it turned out Trent’s ring actually slipped off up in the dry sand right along their towel line. In many ways, this made the situation even more urgent.
This is a heavily used, packed summer beach. For over 48 hours, that heavy tungsten ring sat exposed to countless feet. Our biggest fears? A passerby spotting it, another metal detectorist scooping it up, or worseโ€”the massive beach-cleaning rakes scooping it into the trash during a morning sweep.
Funny thing about this ringโ€”itโ€™s a bit of a traveler! Trent and Brittany have only been married for one year, but Trent had actually lost this exact same ring once before on a cruise earlier this year. They managed to find it themselves on the ship, but lightning had just struck twice in Ocean Park!
๐“๐ก๐ž ๐’๐ž๐š๐ซ๐œ๐ก & ๐€ ๐…๐š๐ง ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐‚๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ ๐Ÿ“ฃ
I headed straight out and immediately met Trent down at Ocean Park. Having him there was a massive helpโ€”he walked me right to the exact spot where he and Brittany had set up their towels and chairs.
As I started a meticulous grid search through the dry sand, we weren’t alone. A family was still enjoying the beach that night, including Kim, who happened to be a big fan of The Ring Finders of Maine! She was incredibly excited to watch the live search unfold right in front of her.
Suddenly, a beautiful, crisp signal hit my headphones. I moved the top layer of sand, and there it wasโ€”the heavy, 6mm tungsten ring with its distinct gold rim, completely safe from the rakes and crowds. I flipped it over, checked the inside, and confirmed the initials: BJG.
๐ˆ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐€๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž! ๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ‰
The moment the ring was pulled from the sand, Trent raised his arms, victoriously, into the air. He then gave me a high five ๐Ÿ™Œ and a big hug๐Ÿค— . Kim and her family broke out into immediate applause ๐Ÿ‘ ! It was such an awesome, high-energy moment on the beach.
Handing the ring right back to Trent on the spot was the perfect ending to an unbelievable day. This marked my third successful recovery and return in a single day! There is truly no better feeling than saving a piece of family history just in the nick of time and handing it back to grateful local residents.
A huge thank you to Kim for your wonderful support and for cheering us on! Welcome home, Trent’s ring (again)! ๐Ÿ’
โค๏ธยซย ๐‘๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ฆ๐›๐ž๐ซ, ๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐Œ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐“๐จ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐Œ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐“๐จ ๐”๐ฌ!ย ยป

Gold Stud Earring Lost In The Grass, Found With A Metal Detector, In Scarborough, Maine

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

๐ŸŒŸ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐ˆ๐Œ๐๐Ž๐’๐’๐ˆ๐๐‹๐„ ๐‘๐„๐‚๐Ž๐•๐„๐‘๐˜: Handcrafted Treasure Saved! ๐Ÿ’โœจ

On July 15th, I got a heartbreaking call from Emily, a local real estate agent. ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ผ
The night before, she was playing volleyball at Memorial Park in Scarborough, Maine. ๐Ÿ

๐Ÿ“ Side note: This park is so nostalgic for meโ€”itโ€™s the site of the old Portland Twin Drive-In Theatre! ๐ŸŽฌ๐Ÿฟ

During a big play at the net, Emily jumped high and brushed against the mesh. ๐Ÿฅ…

In a split second, her custom earring slipped out and vanished into the thick grass. ๐ŸŒฟ

Emily and her friends searched on their hands and knees but found absolutely nothing. ๐ŸŒพ

This wasnโ€™t just any jewelry. Emily used to be a professional jeweler. ๐Ÿ› ๏ธ

She had designed and handcrafted this specific gold earring herself. ๐ŸŽจ

She left the park completely devastated. ๐Ÿ˜ž

๐Ÿ” ๐–๐‡๐˜ ๐’๐“๐”๐ƒ ๐„๐€๐‘๐‘๐ˆ๐๐†๐’ ๐€๐‘๐„ ๐€ ๐ƒ๐„๐“๐„๐‚๐“๐Ž๐‘๐ˆ๐’๐“โ€™๐’ ๐๐ˆ๐†๐‡๐“๐Œ๐€๐‘๐„:

Most people think metal detectors find jewelry instantly. ๐Ÿช™

But tiny stud earrings are the ultimate test of skill and gear. ๐ŸŽ›๏ธ

They contain an incredibly minute amount of precious metal. ๐Ÿค

When they fall into thick grass, they rarely lay flat. ๐ŸŒฑ

Standard detecting programs look for round, dense targets like coins or thick wedding bands. ๐Ÿช™๐Ÿ’

A vertical, microscopic gold post has an electromagnetic footprint that is almost non-existent. ๐Ÿ“‰

Standard factory programs will simply ignore it or filter it out as ground noise. ๐Ÿ”‡

To give us a fighting chance, I swapped to my agile 8″ coil. ๐Ÿ”„

I booted up the Minelab Manticore’s specialized ยซย Gold Fieldย ยป program. ๐Ÿ‘‘

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

โšก ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐’๐„๐€๐‘๐‚๐‡ & ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐’๐€๐•๐ˆ๐๐† ๐Œ๐Ž๐Œ๐„๐๐“:

Emily met me at the park at 1:30 PM, right after I got back from York. ๐Ÿš—

She had smartly marked the exact net post hole with a small tree branch. ๐ŸŒฟ

I started a tight, overlapping grid search on her side of the net. ๐Ÿฅ…

Nothing but faint iron mineralization from the soil. ๐Ÿงฑ

I crossed over to the opposing team’s side of the net and kept swinging. ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ

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

A sharp, beautifully repeatable audio signal broke through my headphones. ๐ŸŽง

Having had two complete and total knee replacements, dropping down to the ground wasn’t happening. ๐Ÿฆฟ๐Ÿฆฟ

Instead, I carefully bent over and used my handheld pinpointer to narrow down the grass blades. ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŒพ

As I slowly parted the turf with my fingers, there it wasโ€”gleaming bright yellow in the dirt! โœจ๐Ÿฅ‡

Emily spotted it at the exact same millisecond. ๐Ÿ‘๏ธโญ

(If you haven’t seen her reaction yet, go watch the video Reel I posted last night!) ๐ŸŽฅ๐Ÿ‘‡

She started jumping up and down with her hands in the air, celebrating wildly! ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿ’ƒ

๐Ÿ™Œ ยซย WOW, thank you so much!ย ยป she shouted. ๐Ÿ“ฃ๐ŸŽ‰

Seeing that pure joy and relief is exactly why I do this. โค๏ธ

Honestly, I have the best job in the world, and I love my job! ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ผ

Welcome home, earring! ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ’

๐Ÿ๐“๐‡๐‘๐„๐„-๐…๐Ž๐‘-๐“๐‡๐‘๐„๐„ ๐Ž๐ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐•๐Ž๐‹๐‹๐„๐˜๐๐€๐‹๐‹ ๐‚๐Ž๐”๐‘๐“๐’!๐Ÿ–๏ธ

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

This actually marks my third volleyball court recovery of the year. ๐ŸŽ‰

The first two were rings lost in the deep sand during intense beach volleyball games. ๐Ÿ๏ธ๐Ÿ

But switching from soft beach sand to thick park grass is a whole different ballgameโ€”and it feels great to keep the streak alive! ๐Ÿ–๏ธโžก๏ธ๐ŸŒฟ

๐Ÿ‘‹๐‹๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐’๐Ž๐Œ๐„๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐๐† ๐๐‘๐„๐‚๐ˆ๐Ž๐”๐’? ๐ƒ๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐†๐ˆ๐•๐„ ๐”๐ ๐‡๐Ž๐๐„!๐Ÿ”โœจ

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

๐Ÿ‘‰ ยซย ๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ฌ.ย ยป๐Ÿ‘ˆ

Whether itโ€™s a sentimental ring lost on the beach ๐Ÿ๏ธ, a family heirloom dropped in the backyard ๐Ÿก, or a tiny earring lost in a local park ๐ŸŒฟ, time is of the essence. โฑ๏ธ

If you or someone you know has lost a metal item in the southern Maine area, don’t wait. ๐Ÿงญ Call or text today, 207-423-3027

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Newlywedโ€™s Engagement Ring Lost In The Beach Sand, Found With A Metal Detector, In Ocean Park, Maine Old Orchard Beach

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

๐Ÿ’ FOUND AT THE BEACH! ๐ŸŒŠโœจ

Talk about a rollercoaster of a day for a couple of newlyweds!

On July 11th, Jen and her husband Ryanโ€”married for just one single monthโ€”were enjoying a beautiful Maine summer day on the beach in Ocean Park, Maine with 15 to 20 of their closest family and friends.

Suddenly, the unthinkable happened. Jen went to remove her engagement ring, and it ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ, vanishing deep into the sand somewhere in front of her. ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

The entire group jumped into action, searching the sand, but couldn’t find a trace of it. Thatโ€™s when someone in the crowd made the brilliant suggestion to call The Ring Finders of Maine! ๐Ÿ“ž

When the call came in, I was actually an hour away at Sebago Lake Maine , knee-deep in a water search for another lost wedding ring. I told the Ocean Park crew that Cheryl and I would head their way the second I finished.

Talk about luckโ€”just 5 minutes later, I recovered the ring at Sebago Lake!

I immediately called Jen’s group back to let them know we were on our way. I gave them two crucial pieces of advice: ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐›๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐š๐ง๐, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐š ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐.

When we arrived in Ocean Park an hour later, the whole group warmly greeted us. Jen showed me exactly where she was standing and the direction the ring flew.

And let me tell you, this group did a phenomenal jobโ€”they used childrenโ€™s beach toys to create a large circle around the entire hot zone! A truly brilliant move. ๐Ÿงธ๐Ÿ–๏ธ

I kicked off my grid search at the top of the toy circle, working my way down toward the ocean. I finished my first pass, turned around, and started heading back toward the shore.

About 3/4 of the way back…๐๐Ž๐Ž๐Œ! I got the exact tone I was hoping for on my metal detector. ๐Ÿ”ฅ

I pulled out my pinpointer, cleared the sand, and pulled out Jen’s beautiful engagement ring!

The second the ring cleared the sand, the entire beach exploded into cheering and clapping! ๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿ‘

The heavy tension in the air instantly evaporated, replaced by pure joy and relief.

๐Ÿ‘‰๐ƒ๐จ๐ง’๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐‘๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐š๐› ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐š๐ญ๐œ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ฑ๐š๐œ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐š๐ฆ๐š๐ณ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐›๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ! ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐ ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐š๐›๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง๐Ÿ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ!๐ŸŽฌ
Congratulations again to Jen and Ryan on your recent wedding! I am so incredibly happy I could help save your summer day and bring that beautiful ring back where it belongs.

Moments like this remind us every day: ๐–๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐จ๐› ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐, ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฃ๐จ๐›!โค๏ธ

Lost something valuable in the sand or water? Don’t lose hopeโ€”call The Ring Finders of Maine at 207-423-3027.

Remember our motto: ยซย ๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐Œ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐“๐จ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ˆ๐ญ ๐Œ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐“๐จ ๐”๐ฌ.ย ยปโœจ

Gold And Platinum Wedding Ring Lost In The Water Of Sebago Lake, Found With A Metal Detector, In Standish, Maine

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

๐Ÿ’ SAVED FROM SEBAGO LAKE! ๐Ÿšจ

It was supposed to be the ultimate bachelor weekend getaway.
A group of lifelong friends. A stunning waterfront lake house in Standish, Maine. Perfect weather over beautiful Sebago Lake Maine. ๐ŸŒŠ

But what happened next turned a perfect weekend into a full-blown emergencyโ€ฆ ๐Ÿ˜ณ

โ˜€๏ธ THE MOMENT EVERYTHING CHANGED โ˜€๏ธ

Nick was out in the water enjoying Sebago Lakeโ€”tossing a football, swimming, and floating around with the guysโ€”when disaster struck.

His gold and platinum wedding ring suddenly slipped off his finger.

Before anyone could reactโ€ฆ it disappeared beneath the surface. Gone. Just like that. ๐Ÿ˜ณ

The panic set in immediately.

Imagine having to make that phone call to your wife from a bachelor party weekendโ€ฆ YIKES!!! ๐Ÿ’

๐Ÿ’ฅ Determined not to give up, the bachelor crew jumped into action.

They swam, waded, and searched the area themselves. Smartly, they even placed two large stones on the lake bed to mark the exact drop zone.

But finding a ring in waist- to chest-deep water is nearly impossible by hand.

Despite their best effortsโ€ฆ the ring was still missing.

๐Ÿ“ž โ€œWE NEED HELPโ€ฆโ€ (THIS IS WHEN WE WERE CALLED) ๐Ÿ“ž

Realizing they were running out of time, Nick contacted The Ring Finders of Maine.

Cheryl and I immediately loaded up my fully waterproof metal detecting gear and headed to Standish, Maine and Sebago Lake, Maine.

When we arrived, the guys showed us the stone markers they had placedโ€”perfect reference points.

We geared up, entered the water, and began a careful grid search.

๐ŸŽ‰ 10 MINUTES LATERโ€ฆ THIS HAPPENED ๐ŸŽ‰

I swept the detector back across the marked areaโ€ฆ

Nothing.

I adjusted slightly and continued the grid pattern.

Still nothing.

Then I turned just a bit farther leftโ€ฆ and everything changed. ๐Ÿ‘€

A clean, unmistakable signal rang out through my headphones.

I scooped the sand, swirled it in the waterโ€ฆ and there it was.

๐Ÿ’ Nickโ€™s gold and platinum wedding ring.

I lifted it high and said:

โ€œGold & platinum?โ€

The entire group erupted in cheers. The energy was unbelievable. ๐ŸŽ‰

Nickโ€™s relief said it allโ€”what started as a disaster was now a full recovery.

And best of allโ€ฆ no dreaded phone call home needed. ๐Ÿ™Œ

We have the best job in the world. We love our job.

โ€œRemember, If It Matters to You, It Matters To Us โ€œโค๏ธ๐Ÿ™

๐Ÿ”Š TURN YOUR SOUND UP โ€” THIS IS THE MOMENT EVERYTHING CHANGED!๐Ÿ‘‡

Watch the full recovery video on The Ring Finders of Maine Facebook page to hear the reaction live! ๐ŸŽฅ

๐Ÿ’ก LOST SOMETHING IN THE WATER OR SAND IN MAINE?

Donโ€™t waitโ€”and donโ€™t try to dig it out yourself. You could push it deeper.

Call us immediately:

๐Ÿ“ž Dennis: 207-423-3027
๐ŸŒŠ Fully waterproof recovery equipment for lakes, ponds, rivers, and ocean surf
โค๏ธ If it matters to you, it matters to us