LOST GOLD RING IN CARY, NC………… FOUND!!!!



July 9, 2023
Jessica was spending a beautiful afternoon in the calm, cool waters of Cape Cod Bay when her father’s wedding band slipped from her finger. In an effort to enhance her chance of finding the ring she went to a hardware store to rent a metal detector. An employee knew Jessica would need a waterproof metal detector to help find the ring, which the store did not have. The employee told her of TheRingFinders and that they would help. In turn a call for help was placed and I responded.
As daylight and the tide go, so goes the opportunity to detect in the varying depths of a specific area of a beach. Jessica and I exchanged a few texts and set up a meeting to take place at 8AM the next morning. Leighton Harrington, another Ring Finder, joined me for the search. Also in the search team were Jessica and her friend Max.
To make a 90 minute search a short story Max was “eye-balling” the sandy area while Leighton and I covered the submerged area. A few hopeful signals turn out to be objects other then the ring. As often happens the ring was found a good 100 feet from the initial area we were led to were Jesica thought the ring had slipped from her finger.
It was unbelievable but Max spotted just a quick flash of reflected early morning light in the sand. Low and behold it was a reflection from the ring. What a team effort in the search and return of a very sentimental ring. The return brought tears of joy from Jessica and many thanks for our response to her request for help came from both Jessica and Max. Smiles all around and multiple photos made for a very memorable and unique return.


Maria was at a Coronado park enjoying the day, then decided to go to the beach next door. She took off her ring and stashed it in a pocket. In gathering up her gear, the ring must have fallen out somewhere in the grass. She didn’t discover it was missing until she got home. A return and visual scan of the area didn’t result in finding the ring. An online search the next day brought Maria to TheRingFinders.com website and my contact info. Since Maria was at work when she called me, and couldn’t meet me to show me the search area, I had to use a photo and directions as to where she had been in the park. When I arrived, there were dozens of kids playing soccer in that area. I fired up the Equinox 900 and hit the fringes of the search area and worked into the main area as I was able. Lots of targets in this park, but, after a few passes, I heard that nice low tone and 20 I.D. number I expected. I looked down and there in plain sight was her ring. A pleasure to meet you Maria and thank you for the reward.
On Saturday July 8th, I received a call from Amy. Her husband, Johnny, had lost his wedding ring, in the water, at their lake house, in Raymond, Maine, the previous day. After searching the shallow water with sifters and rakes on Friday and Saturday morning without finding the ring, they decided to do an online search for help. They found me on The Ring Finders site and Amy made the call. They were located on Panther Pond, in Raymond, Maine. I knew the area fairly well as they were very close to Sebago Lake, which I have previously been to. I immediately got my equipment together and loaded in my vehicle and made the 45-50 minutes drive to their lake house.
Johnny immediately met my wife and I as we drove up to the house. Jonny explained that he just got married 5 months ago and was very upset with losing the ring in the water. He had been roasting marshmallows over a fire and had gone into the lake to wash his hands. After washing his hands, he shook his hands to dry them off and the ring flew off into the lake. Johnny showed me the area he was in when the ring flew off. I started my slow sweeps along the sand bottom of the lake, with the Minelab CTX-3030, and in less than two minutes I received a nice low tone signal, reading 12-20 on the VDI screen. I got the pinpointer out and located the target. A couple of scoops of sand with my hand and I saw a bright and shiny gold wedding ring. I picked the ring up and showed Johnny, Amy and extended family and friends that were watching and received a big round of applause that made me feel just great. To see the relief and smiles on Johnny and Amy’s faces makes me feel so proud and lucky to be able to help people in their time of need. What a great hobby. Here is wishing Amy and Johnny many many happy years of marriage.


Sarah called about her wedding ring she lost in the sand. She was down on Holgate beach in LBI NJ when they dropped out of her pocket after removing her phone. She found 2, but one was no where to be found. It worked out good as I was on my way over to LBI doing another recovery. I called when I was done and we met on the beach. We talked a bit going over the details of where it was lost, and the makeup of the ring, so I would know what signal to listen for. In just a few short swings I got a signal, exactly where she showed me. I didn’t think it would be her ring because she said hers was gold, and this was a much lower tone. I was expecting foil, but after the sand emptied out, much to my surprise there was a ring in the bottom of my scoop. We confirmed the shape and diamond pattern, and bingo, this was her ring. 


Edith is a repeat customer. I had found one of her rings about 5 years ago that had been accidentally lost in her back yard, so, she knew who to call when she needed help again. This time, she had misplaced 6 rings! She didn’t remember having specifically removed the rings at any point, except maybe removing one of them while wringing out a wet vest. She wore two rings on one hand and the other four on the other, so I figured she had probably taken them all off at one time rather than losing them one at a time. Edith is in the middle of a move from her large wonderful home to a downsized apartment a few blocks away. As many of us know, moving is a royal pain, and with some of her items going to the new place, some going to charity, some to be sold, some just being thrown away, along with dealing with realtors, etc, you get pulled in many directions at once. It’s easy to get sidetracked and forget your exact movements and tasks. Some of the trash had already been taken away, so, there was always the possibility that the rings went with it. The job I was faced with was looking through scores of boxes, bags, and her vehicle to see if the rings could be found. I brought my wife along with this hunt, as, it was going to be more visual than detectable. I also brought my endoscope kit for checking all the nooks and crannies of her car. We first eliminated her house where the donation boxes were and some of the items to be taken to the new place. Nada. We then headed to the new place where we first searched the master bed room with all it’s boxes, and the master bath next to it. I did run across a couple of rings in one suitcase, but, they were the ones that had belonged to her husband who had passed away a few months ago. She was happy/sad/emotional in seeing those, as they matched two of hers that we were still searching for. While my wife finished going through the last of the wardrobe boxes, I went down and searched the car. Still nada. Back upstairs in the apartment, I stood in the entryway trying to decide what to do next, if anything, as I was running out of options and came to realize that they just might not be here, or, that they were in some very unlikely spot that might not be found for months, or, at least until all the boxes and bags had been unpacked and emptied. Maybe not even then if the rings had been accidentally tossed out in the trash. We had been there more than 3 hours and had searched virtually all the likely areas that Edith had accessed during the time between Saturday afternoon when she knew she had the rings, and Sunday morning when they were discovered missing. Time to call it? Well, I turned around to assess the remaining boxes in the entry and living room when I spotted another box down the hall and sitting in another room….another bathroom that I didn’t know was even there. I went into the 2nd bath and looked through a box on the counter direcly to the right. Nothing there, so, I turned to look in the rest of the room. There, sitting in plain sight on top of the far side of the sink were all 6 rings! The photo shows where they were found, but, they were more bunched together and sitting just left of the shell when I spotted them. Edith would have found them eventually, but, she was so happy and relieved that they were found now and that the symbols of her love with her husband Jim hadn’t been thrown away. A pleasure to help you once again Edith, and thank you for the generous reward.
Ethan was visiting here from out of town and lost his ring in the dry sand at Mission Beach on a Saturday afternoon. I got the call Monday afternoon along with the details. Since Ethan had already returned home, I had to work from a map and description of the search area along with a photo and metal makeup of the ring itself. With two days having gone by on a busy summer weekend, there was always the chance that someone else had already found the ring, either by eyeball or by one of the many detectorists that search that beach. Time was not on our side, but, you never know until you try. I arrived a bit later that afternoon and tried to find the spot shown on the map and a photo of a damaged wall in the area that Ethan included. Well, it turns out the photo was a stock online one and not an actual one taken by Ethan at the time. Since I couldn’t find that section of damaged seawall (repaired since the photo was taken), I talked to Ethan on the phone and between the two of us, we were able to find the exact spot. I began my grid search and after several long passes without a single signal (not a good sign), I got a nice 53 displayed on my Equinox 900. Sure enough, it was Ethan’s ring. Some happy phone calls and arrangements made for a certified package to be sent to Ethan, which arrived today. Thank you for the reward.
June 25, 2023
The sun had come out, the temperature was on the rise and more people were enjoying Cape Cod’s beaches. That is until a ring is lost in the sand. That’s when TheRingFinders get called. Today Ryan lost his wedding band in the warm sand and could not find it. The Dennis Lifeguard offered up the information to contact someone that could help.
Leighton was called but with the urgency of finding a ring in the soft sand and the afternoon bridge traffic he called me with the request for help from Ryan. Leighton and I have teamed up for several years and usually both of us will respond to a call for help. Anyway, I arrived and was ready to search about 15 minutes after Leighton’s call.
I met Ryan on the beach, he pointed out the area he had been sitting in and the area he had moved his chair to. OK, this should be short and sweet and it was. I was going to go perpendicular to the water only to change my mind and walked parallel with the water’s edge. The first swing I had a great signal and yes it was the ring. I said I quit! Those watching me thought there may be something wrong. No it was OK as I showed Ryan’s wife the ring in the sand scoop before letting Ryan remove it and place it back on is finger.
All were very pleased with my success, from Ryan’s In-Laws (now there was no reason for them to be an Out-Law) to his wife and young daughter and Ryan himself, not to forget myself. As this return had to hold the speed record of less than 25 minutes from the time I was called to the time the ring was back were it should have stayed.
Now for a few grateful vacationers, it is off to the Whydah Museum and perhaps The Crazy Rooster for breakfast in the morning. A trip to Martha’s Vineyard would not be complete without indulging on an apple fritter at the Back Door Donut shop.
There is always so much to do on a vacation and today just added a new experience no one should have to endure. I am thankful that a call for help was made, a vacation was not spoiled, and that great vacation memories will be taken home from Cape Cod.

June 22, 2023
A bit of help in finding a set of lost keys came from a grandmother. Her granddaughter had taken ill while hiking the trails in the National Seashore area of Massachusetts. I was told the rings were “lost” somewhere along one of the trails between a parking lot and one of three ponds and perhaps by a rock where a rest stop had been made. This was going to be a long shot at best. But a challenge I was up to.
Six family members had been staying at my home and were leaving the next day. Rain was in the forecast and the daylight was waning. It just was not a good time for me to go on a search so I put off the search to the next day. I arrived at the parking lot and the ticket agent told me a set of keys had been found and were taken to the police station. Well, that was easy and off to pick up the keys.
Unfortunately the single key was not the large set of keys I was in search of. I returned to the parking lot and got ready for a hike, and off I went. I had never been on the path before and other than the assumption that the path lead to the pond I had little to go on. About a half mile later and best guesses on which fork in the path to take I was at the water’s edge. There was no sign of a rock or the keys I was sent to find.
I started hiking, going back up the trail, and searching the other side I saw what might have been a rock, but it was only a soaking wet towel. I decided to move the towel and to my surprise there were the keys. What unbelievable luck as I do not normally move personal items. This time as it was evident they had been there at least overnight and no other person was in sight. I picked up the keys, towel and a sweat shirt and headed back to the parking lot.
Two hours later I was sitting with grandmother Janet. We swapped stories about the loss and finding of the set of keys, store ID cards, good luck charm and a few other trinkets, all very meaningful to Janet’s granddaughter who was still in a hospital. The car had been towed from the parking lot to a family’s horse farm. But it was still locked. Had I not found the keys the family would have incur further charges to tow the car to the dealer, the cutting of two car keys, two house keys, and a couple of other keys. As with most returns, the monetary value of the items returned are not as much appreciated as the special meaning of something that could never be replaced. As always I was thrilled to be able to help.
L