#ogunquit Tag | The Ring Finders

Vintage 1960’s Cub Scouts Slide Lost In Saco Maine, Found Visually, Without A Metal Detector

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

« Three generations of scouting history, lost in an instant—and the ultimate ‘Good Deed’ that brought a grandfather’s 1960s slide back home! 🪵🇺🇸

« On Sunday June 14th, Flag Day, I received a call, from Doug, about a lost Cub Scout Neckerchief Slide. A ceremony was held at Ferry Beach State Park , in Saco, Maine, for a local Cub Scouts Pack #350. This Cub Scout Pack services the Saco, Maine , Biddeford, Maine and Old Orchard Beach, Maine communities. The ceremony was a “Rank Up” ceremony in which the cub scouts would be “Ranking Up”, achieving the next “slide”, as they advance in age and grade (More on this later.) As the ceremony ended, all the scouts, parents and leaders were leaving, walking down a wooded trail, towards the parking lot. Doug’s son Wyatt noticed his slide was missing. Now, this was no ordinary slide. This slide was actually the slide that Wyatt’s late grandfather had received, 65+ years earlier. YIKES!!! Doug told me that the scouting troop or about 20 people had been searching for the silde for 20-30 minutes but were unable to find it. The group had ended the search and were now on their way home. Doug thinks the most likely scenerio was that the slide fell off Wyatt’s neckerchief and was then kicked into the leaves and brush along the trail. I told Doug I could be there in 15-20 mnutes but just needed to know which trail to search. Doug then told me he would turn around and meet there, showing me exactly where the trail was. Perfect!!! Always a greater chance of success, when we know the exact area, to search.

Once I arrived at Ferry Beach State Park, I saw Doug and Waytt, next to the Ranger’s booth. After a quick introduction, we retreived my equiptment out of my vehicle and Wyatt was completly enthralled with the metal detector and pinpointer. I told Waytt he was my official pinpointer person, on this search and a huge smile came across his face. As we walked to the trail, we talked about what this vintage heirloom slide meant to the family and how important it was to find it. Once we arrived on the trail, I was asking lots of questions about could it be on the beach, etc.. My last question was “When was the last time you saw the slide” We walked maybe 10 more feet and Doug says “ It was in ths area”. As Doug was motioning with his hand, drawing a circle of the area he says “I can’t believe it. There it is. How did we not see it?” Just off the trail, sitting under a small plant was Wyatt’s slide, once belonging to his grandfather. WOW!! I couldn’t have been happier for them as a hugh relief swept across us. I hadn’t even turned my metal detector on yet and it was found. Wyatt did have the pinpointer on and placed it noxt to the slide and got a thrill, when the pinpointer went “beep, beep”. We then turned on my metal detector and Wyatt had a chance to use it, sweeping of the slide and getting more “beeps”, from the brass alloy slide. Wyatt was very happy to have his slide back but I think he was happy and excited to use the metal detectors. Amazing how the mood shifts, when a succsessful search is made. The walk out of the park was much more joyful, than the walk into the park.

We have seen this more than a few times. When someone loses a cherished item, their mind may go into a tailspin of panic, stress, or anxiety. Their emotions are now total overwhelm, brain may lock up, creating a literal mental block that makes it impossible to see what is right in front of you. You can stare directly at the grass or sand for hours, but the fear of losing that memory forever blurs your vision and clouds your judgment. You are too gripped by dread to even think about food or taking a breath.
However, when the we step onto the scene, the emotions start to ease. Just having someone there who knows exactly what to do allows you to finally exhale, lowering the panic and letting you catch your breath. As your nerves settle, your head clears, and you can finally step back and think straight again. With the frantic energy gone and calm restored, the chaotic search transforms into a clear, focused effort, and that is exactly when the missing item is finally spotted. I am not saying this happed today but we have seen this situation over and over again. Just having someone there helps with the frayed nerves.

Helping a young Cub Scout recover a treasured, vintage 1960s neckerchief slide, brought me back to my own Cub and Boy Scout Days. Tracking down this irreplaceable piece of history became the ultimate « good deed for the day, » transforming a family’s deep worry into a triumphant, successful recovery. Seeing the Scout’s face light up with pure relief when the classic brass slide was safely returned made it a deeply rewarding win, perfectly honoring the spirit of both scouting and community helping hands.

So, another Cub Scout Siide back on the hankerchief. Remember, “If it matters to you, it matters to us.” I have the best job in the world. I love my job.

Gold and Diamond Wedding Ring Lost In The Bridgton, Maine Grass, While Ring Bearer Was Walking Down The Aisle, Found With A Metal Detector

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

🚨 WEDDING DAY RESCUE! 💍 A missing ring, a panicked wedding party, and a five-year-old ring bearer who thought he ruined the big day… but the story didn’t end there!

On Saturday evening, I received a phone call from Monica . She was at a wedding reception at the Tarry-A-While Resort in Bridgton, Maine . Her son, Mikel had just gotten married earlier that afternoon, and the celebration was in full swing on the property.
Monica told me that during the actual wedding ceremony, the five-year-old ring bearer had shown up at the altar with only one ring. He still had the groom’s wedding band, but the bride’s wedding ring was completely missing, from the ring pillow. YIKES!!!
After quite a bit of panic (and I’m told that is a massive understatement), a wedding guest kindly offered up her own wedding ring to the bride so the ceremony could proceed. 💍
Once the ceremony finished, the wedding party headed off to take photos on the property overlooking Highland Lake . While they were away, the guests jumped into action. Everyone searched the grass along the path taken by the young ring bearer. After a lengthy search, the ring was nowhere to be found, and everyone eventually headed to the reception.
Thankfully, Monica follows The Ring Finders of Maine and knew exactly who to call. Most of the wedding party was staying at the resort and would be checking out after a morning farewell breakfast. I promised Monica that I would be there bright and early at 7:00 AM to search the path, taken by the wedding party. I was praying I would find it before everyone left, after the breakfast.
Cheryl and I left Saco, Maine at approximately 5:00am and arrived at the resort just before 7:00 AM. Monica and Mikel quickly met us and took us to the ceremony site. The groom asked me not to use the name of the ring bearer, to protect his privacy.
The poor young ring bearer felt like he had ruined everyone’s day and was incredibly upset. Even though everyone consoled him and told him it was just an accident, he still felt terrible this morning. Of course, I will always abide by a family’s wishes. Accidents happen, and there is no need to make anyone feel worse!
Mikel showed me the muster area where the wedding party started their procession. It wasn’t a long walk to the altar, but it was a beautiful, thick, grassy lawn—the perfect place for a wedding ring to hide.
I was told the ring bearer had tripped and stumbled a few times on his way down the aisle. He never fell, but they knew the area between the guest chairs was of particular interest because that is where he got tripped up.
I decided to start the search at the muster area and walk the exact route of the procession, paying close attention to the aisle. I started slowly and worked my way toward the altar. I was getting quite a few signals, as expected at an old resort, but nothing to get excited about yet. I checked anything that resembled the signature of a woman’s gold ring using my pinpointer.
As the search continued, a few more members of the wedding party showed up to help with a visual search. As I headed straight down the aisle, Monica, Mikel, and a few others moved chairs out of the way for me.
Approaching the middle of the aisle, I received a very loud, repeatable low tone. I couldn’t see anything in the thick grass, so I used my pinpointer to pinpoint the target. As I parted the blades of grass, there it was: a white gold and diamond wedding ring! 💎
The moment I picked it up and everyone saw it, cheers and screams filled the air. The relief was immediate and genuine.
The wedding ring was found dead center in the grassy aisle, right where the young ring bearer had stumbled. It is truly amazing how easily a ring can stay completely hidden from the human eye in the grass like that.
After the usual high-fives, hugs, and handshakes, Mikel went to get his wife to present her with the ring. Their plan was to head back down to the altar before leaving and place the ring on her finger with everyone who was still there. First, though, they had to get to that breakfast. I bet the mood was much lighter this morning now that the ring was found! I truly hope the ring bearer feels much better now, too.
Cheryl and I never did meet the bride, but I know her day just got tenfold better.
Thankfully, Monica knew exactly who to call, and she was incredibly grateful for the quick response. As I always like to say: “If it matters to you, it matters to us.”
I have the best job in the world, and I love what I do!

Engagement Ring Thrown, Lost And Damaged In Windham, Maine, Found While Searching With A Metal Deto

  • from Old Orchard Beach (Maine, United States)

The Ring Finders of Maine, With Recovery and Return #211

I received a phone call from Madison, on Sunday May 10th. Madison explaind that she had gotten into a heated “discussion” with her husband Jake, two days earlier, on Friday. As they were standing near the end of their driveway, in the Town of Windham, Maine, Madison took her engagement ring off and threw it across the very busy road, they live on. She immediately regretted that decision and told me it was not like her to do that. Madison and Jake then went acoss the road, to where they thought the ring had landed, in the leaves, grass and lots of roadside trash. Like any situation with witnesses they each saw something different. Madison thought the ring went to the left of her and further back in the leaves, near a rock wall and the woods. Jake thought the ring went to the right and would be closer to the road, in the leaves. After a long search, without success, the couple knew they needed help. Madison called her father for advice and he recommended his friend, who had a metal detector. Her fathers friend arrived, Friday evening and it was now dark outside. He was shown the area and after a search of the area, he could not find the ring. Now what? Keep searching is what they did. The next day, Saturday, both Madison and Jake spent hours searching for the ring in the leaves, grass and trash. The couple told me it was an was an exhaustive search and they had given up hope of finding the ring visually and would no longer keep searching that way. Madison told me that she couldn’t give up hope and gave it one last shot of searching visually, on Sunday morning. The result was the same and even though the area had already been searched with a metal detector, they personally did not know him or if he had any experience finding rings. That is when they decided to call The Ring Finders of Maine. It was now approximately 1:30pm and I told Madison that I would be there by 3:00pm. I just needed to get my gear together and drive the 45+ minutes to Windham.

I arrived at their property at 2:45pm and was promptly met by Madision and Jake. Madison told me she was standing next to the driveway parking spot, that I had just pulled into and threw the ring “as hard and far as I could”, across the two lane road. I looked at the distance to the other side and my first thought was, “could she have thrown the ring that far?” Madison had been standing 15-20 feet back from the breakdown lane, then there were the two lanes, another breakdown lane before the leaves and grass, where they thought the ring was. I then said “Are you sure you threw it that far? I don’t think I could throw it that far. Did you check the road on Friday, after you threw it?” Madison and Jake told me that they indeed checked the road, two days prior and had not found the engagement ring. They both believed the ring made it into the leaves but couldn’t agree if it went to the left or to the right. Ok then, lets start searching. I would estimate a 100 foot long stretch of the road to approximately 25 foot depth to the rock wall needed to be searched. I brought my 9” coil for this roadside search because I know that roadside searches with have decades and decades of metal trash , foil, pull tabs, etc. , above and below the surface. I needed the small coil so I wouldn’t get overloaded with lots metal trash targets, all at the same time. This could cause me to miss the very low tone of a gold engagement ring, if all I am hearing is 30 year old beer and soda cans, under the surface. The road runs Northeast – Southwest and I started by heading southwest, right on the edge of the roads curbing, checking the leaves and the gravel, on the road. I still wasn’t convinced the ring made it to the leaves. As I finished my first grid pass, along the road, nothing but cans and foil were found. Heading Southeast now and it started to rain lightly but still no ring. The rain really started coming down now and then we heard the rumble of thunder and a flash of lightening. Because of the circumstances, I called the search off and told them I would be back very early, in the morning, to finish the search.

When I arrived home, I called Gary Hill to see if he was interested in joining me. He agreed to come and help and I told him the situation. We arrived back at Madison and Jake’s home, at 6:30am. I showed Gary the search area and told him that I really had my doubts that the ring made it that far across the road. Gary was also skeptical and he searched the grassy area, just in front of where she had been standing, before the greakdown lane. No ring. We both agreed that if the ring had been in the road that it most likely had been hit and could be anywhere up or down the road. Anyways, Gary and I started searching the area between the breakdown lane and rock wall. After a half hour or so, still no ring. Madison then came out and started searching with us. I then asked Madison to do a test for us. I didn’t have a test ring with me but I did have a penny. I asked her to go to where she had been standing , when she threw the ring. I asked her to throw the penny as hard and as far as she could. I was more interested in the direction the penny went in than the distance. The penny and ring are completely differtent in size and shape so the distance could be different but the throwing motion would give me the direction. After throwing 3-4 pennies, we knew that the direction was the ring went to the northeast BUT not surprisingly every single penny hit the road and dd not make it to the leaves, in the air. A few pennies did roll into the leaves but a ring would not roll, like a coin. At this point Madison needed to get her children ready for the school bus and went back across the street. Gary and I continued to search but this time Gary would walk further down the road, in the northeast direction, scanning the road as he searched, for the ring. If the ring had landed in the northeast lane, there was a good chance the ring was hit and moved further down the road. I continued searching the leaves, going as far back as the rock wall. I kept thinking that the ring may also have landed in the Southwest lane, meaning the ring could be down the road, in that direction. This is why when a ring isn’t found, we have to expand our search area. Gary and I still had not found the ring when Madison came back to the search. She started walking the road on the Southwest lane. After a few minutes, Gary and I heard Madison yell out something about not believing she found it and as we looked down the road she was smiling ear to ear, having found the ring in the complete oppisite direction of where she had thrown it and on the oppisite side of the road we had been searching. As Gary and I rushed over, we could see the ring was damaged, from being hit by a passing vehicle or two or three. Thankfully all the diamonds were still intact and the band itself could be repaired. Madison thanked us and told us that if we hadn’t come back to search and listen to us on the different scenarios of the ring being hit, she never, ever would have found it down the road. She told us that she was done searching until we had come back. Hey, I always say, once we are on scene, it is all hands on deck. “Teamwork is Dreamwork.” Madison was very appreciative of our efforts, in the rain and then returning, to help her. We received smiles and hugs and all will be good, once the ring is repaired.
We will never know exactly where the ring landed but I feel that it was probably near the yellow center lines and was hit multiple times. With the ring 40-50 feet down the road, to her right and the southwest direction, I have a hard time believing the ring moved that far after being hit, just once.

Madison asked that I not use their real names or photos and I agreed. We all make mistakes and I don’t judge people for what they have done in a momentary lapse of judgement. As you all know, from reading my stories, people throwing rings is not an isolated incident. Over the last three years, we have now recovered, I believe 6-7 rings that have been thrown by both men and women. So, please don’t judge and just be happy that Madison has her engagement ring back.
So quite a search to say the least but another ring is back on the finger (as soon as it’s repaired). We love our job. We have the best job in the world and remember, “If it matters to you, it matters to us”💍🙏