Ring lost at Mission Beach found
Anais and family were visiting here from Spain and spent the day at the beach. Anais decided to try a bit of surfing, and left her wedding and engagement ring with a family member while she went into the water. Unfortunately, when she went to reclaim her rings, one of them was missing. All manner of searching came up empty and a call for help came to me after they searched online for a solution. Knowing the location, I wanted to get right on that search before someone else happened onto the ring. We agreed to meet at 11pm on the boardwalk close to the search area. Even though it had only been a few hours since the loss, the beach always looks different at night vs the day. Landmarks such as tents, cones, sand castles, etc. can disappear or be moved, so, it took a few minutes to get oriented and zero in on the spot. Once there, with their best guess as to where the X should be, I started a grid. After five minutes and only a couple of junk signals, I got a nice solid 28 on my Equinox 900. That sounded so good and I said that this is likely it! Yup, after filtering out the sand and dead sea grass out of the scoop, A beautiful engagement ring was sparkling under my headlamp beam. I handed the ring to an emotional Anais who teared up, hugged me. and then cried with joy in her husband’s arms. A pleasure to meet you both, have a good resumption of your trip, and thank you for the reward.
Larry sent me a message later in the evening about his sons cross and chain that were lost in the sand on LBI that day. He was sure of the location but was unable to find them because apparently they sunk deep into the sand. It was pretty late to go that night, so we arranged to meet EARLY the next morning. He drew me a map with all the details to where he and his family were set up, including approximate measurements from all fixed landmarks. I arrived around 5AM and headed out to the spot that was marked. I started to grid out one area when I saw the headlights of the beach rake, knowing my time was limited, quickly working the first spot with no luck. I checked my map again and decided to move south about 20′ and Bingo!!! there it was. Luckily the beach rake had only made 1 pass along the high tide line, before I was able to locate his sons beautiful chain and cross. I guess we could def. call it a « treasure map ». Just as I was snapping a few pics Larry was walking down the dune walkover, and was totally amazed I found them already. Another happy ending.
