#PortlandMaine Tag | The Ring Finders

GOLD ENGAGEMENT 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Œ๐€๐Š๐ˆ๐๐† ๐€ ๐๐„๐„-๐‹๐ˆ๐๐„ ๐“๐Ž ๐’๐€๐…๐„๐“๐˜!๐Ÿ

It was August 1st when the phone rang. On the line was Kaitlin, sounding completely anxious. Her sister, Kelly, had just lost her precious engagement ring somewhere on the beautiful, massive expanse of Goose Rocks Beach in Kennebunkport Maine.

As a detectorist with 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, I immediately went into investigative mode. ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ I started asking my usual checklist of questions to narrow down the search grid:

* Did she lose it in the water or the dry sand?
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* Did she see or feel the ring slide off?
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* Was there a specific area where she spent most of her time?
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* What kind of metal is the ring made of? (I always bring a matching test ring to calibrate my detector and show the client exactly how it works!)
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What Kaitlin told me next was a scenario I won’t soon forget! ๐Ÿคฏ

Earlier in the day, Kelly had been swimming, which naturally shrinks fingers. Later, while relaxing peacefully in her beach chair, a bee or hornet suddenly landed right on her! ๐ŸโŒ

Total panic set in. Kelly jumped up, took off running, and began wildly flailing her arms to swat the stinging threat away. She bolted around her family’s beach setup and ran toward the water until the bee was finally gone. ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’จ

It was only when she sat back down in her chair that her heart sankโ€”her engagement ring was gone. To make matters worse, her wedding was just two months away in October! ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ’

Kelly was fairly certain the ring was somewhere in the dry sand. But with her running in circles and flailing her arms, that ring could have flown off her finger in a 360-degree radius, landing anywhere up to 30 or 40 feet away! The search grid was going to be massive.
Kaitlin mentioned that the whole family was still out on the beach actively searching. I immediately gave her some crucial advice: ยซย Please hold off on disturbing the area as much as possible! Whatever you do, don’t dig any holes.ย ยป When helpful searchers dig and refill holes, they can inadvertently bury a shallow ring too deep for a standard detector to scan. ๐Ÿ›‘โณ

At that exact moment, Cheryl and I were actually over on Mackworth Island in Falmouth, Maine. We were in the middle of searching for a lost diamond stud earring. Unfortunately, that specific hunt turned up empty.
As soon as the earring search wrapped up an hour later, we packed up our gear. With all the wild details of the bee-panic engagement ring loss fresh in our minds, there was only one thing left to do: hit the road and get to Kennebunkport Maine as fast as possible! ๐Ÿš—๐Ÿ’จ

I called Kaitlin back to let her know we were about 45 minutes away. She told me her father would meet us at the beach access path to guide us directly to the spot. Sure enough, the moment Cheryl and I arrived, her dad was right there waiting for us. He escorted us straight down to the scene of the ยซย bee incident.ย ยป
That is where we met Kelly. With her wedding coming up fast in October, the stress and anxiety coming from her were palpable. I knew we needed to find this ring, and fast. โค๏ธ๐Ÿ’ช

Kelly pointed out exactly where her beach chair had been when the bee landed on her. Then, she walked me through her frantic flight path as she tried to escape it. At first glance, it didn’t look like a massive area. But knowing how far a ring can fly when someone is violently flailing their arms, the potential search zone could easily extend 40 feet on either side of that path.

I decided the smartest move was to start scanning the dry sand between their family beach setup and the nearby dune restoration project. As I looked around, two major worries crossed my mind. First, I prayed the ring hadn’t flown into the protected dune grass, which is strictly off-limits. Second, the beach was packed! There were crowds of people with towels, blankets, and beach bags lined up just past the high tide mark. If that ring took flight, it easily could have landed right on someone else’s towel or bounced straight into a stranger’s beach bag. ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐ŸŽ’

With the stakes higher than ever, it was time to turn on the detectors and start swinging.
I started with a tight grid search in the area behind their beach setup and right up to the edge of the dune grass. After about 30 minutes of careful sweeping, my detector picked up only a few stray coins and the usual beach trashโ€”but no engagement ring. ๐Ÿช™๐Ÿ—‘๏ธ

Next, I moved into their beach canopy. I spent about 10 minutes checking inside, but the metal frame from the canopy makes a thorough search difficult because it interferes with the detector’s signals. It wasn’t a perfect sweep, but I knew I could always come back and try a different approach inside the canopy later in the evening if the primary search areas turned up empty.
Having now cleared the interior of the canopy, the north side, and the west side, it was time to change direction. I shifted my focus to the south side of the canopy and began working my way toward the front, closely tracing the path of her frantic flight to safety. ๐Ÿ—บ๏ธ๐Ÿค”

Almost immediately, my headphones lit up with that beautiful, low tone I was hoping to hear! ๐ŸŽง๐ŸŽ‰

I pulled out my handheld pinpointer to narrow down the target, then carefully brushed through the soft sand with my hand. I felt the familiar shape of a ring. Before I even had it pulled completely out of the sand, Kelly and Kaitlin caught sight of it and started jumping up and down in pure joy! ๐Ÿ’ƒโœจ

Their father and other family members erupted into applause, and the cheering and excitement instantly spread to nearby beachgoers who had been watching the drama unfold. It was an absolutely fantastic moment, seeing so much happiness wash over everyone on that beach! ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿ‘

Kelly and Kaitlin immediately rushed over to give me giant hugs, followed by a firm, grateful handshake from their father as the cheers continued. Kelly couldn’t stop thanking me, flashing one of the biggest, best smiles I have ever seen. ๐Ÿ˜โค๏ธ

As Cheryl and I packed up and walked away, I was floating on cloud nine. Helping Kelly recover her engagement ring just weeks before her big October wedding is exactly why we love doing this work. There is no better feeling in the entire world. I truly have the best job, and I love what I do!

ยซย ๐‘น๐’†๐’Ž๐’†๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’†๐’“, ๐’Š๐’‡ 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 ๐Ÿ™Œโœจ

[๐ŸŽฅ ๐–๐€๐“๐‚๐‡ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‘๐„๐€๐‚๐“๐ˆ๐Ž๐ ๐•๐ˆ๐ƒ๐„๐Ž ๐ˆ๐ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‚๐Ž๐Œ๐Œ๐„๐๐“๐’ ๐๐„๐‹๐Ž๐–!]

Cheryl managed to catch the whole reveal on camera! You absolutely have to see the exact moment Kelly realizes her ring is safe, and listen to the beach crowd erupt into cheersโ€”it will honestly bring a tear to your eye and a smile to your face. Check out the very first comment below to watch the magic happen! ๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡๐Ÿ‘‡

๐Ÿšจ ๐‹๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐•๐€๐‹๐”๐€๐๐‹๐„๐’? ๐“๐ˆ๐Œ๐„ ๐ˆ๐’ ๐Ž๐… ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐„๐’๐’๐„๐๐‚๐„! ๐Ÿšจ

If you or someone you know loses a ring, keys, or jewelry on the beach, ๐ƒ๐Ž ๐๐Ž๐“ ๐–๐€๐ˆ๐“ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ƒ๐Ž ๐๐Ž๐“ ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐†!
Stop what you are doing and call 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 right away at ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ•-๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘-๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•.
The sooner you call, the faster we can get you your own happy ending!

Tungsten Wedding Ring Lost In The Saco, Maine Surf, Found With A Metal Detector

  • 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€ ๐‘๐š๐œ๐ž ๐€๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐’๐š๐œ๐จ ๐“๐ข๐๐ž!

On August 4th at 6:26 PM, my phone rang. It was Jeremy, and he was in a complete panic. ๐Ÿ“ž

Earlier that afternoon, Jeremy was enjoying a picture-perfect summer day at Kinney Shores right here in Saco, Maine. He was soaking up the sun and decided to cool off with a swim in the warm Atlantic Ocean… OK, letโ€™s be real, maybe not that warm. ๐Ÿ˜‰

While out braving the freezing Atlantic waters (is that better? ๐Ÿ˜‚), the unthinkable happened. Jeremy felt his Tungsten wedding ring slip right off his finger, sinking instantly into the shifting sands of the ocean floor.
Panic set in. He immediately began frantically searching the bottom, but the crashing waves made visibility absolutely zero. ๐ŸŒŠโŒ

But then, Jeremy did something brilliant. He kept his wits about him. He ๐…๐‘๐Ž๐™๐„ dead in his tracks right where the ring dropped. He looked straight back toward the beach and locked his eyes onto a specific house sitting on the shoreline. A visual marker. It was a legendary decision that would change everything. ๐ŸŽฏ

Jeremy kept fighting the elements to find it, but between the pounding surf and a rapidly incoming high tide, the ocean won round one. He was forced to abandon the search and make the long, heavy-hearted drive back home to New Hampshire for work the next morning. ๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿš™

Once he got home, Jeremy refused to give up hope. He frantically searched the internet for a solution and discovered 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 and our ๐„๐ฆ๐ž๐ซ๐ ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ฒ ๐Œ๐ž๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐ƒ๐ž๐ญ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐’๐ž๐ซ๐ฏ๐ข๐œ๐ž๐ฌ.
Recognizing this was a race against time and shifting ocean currents, he immediately placed that fateful call to me. ๐Ÿ“žโœจ

With Jeremy still on the phone anxiously waiting, I instantly pulled up the local Saco tide chart. ๐Ÿ“Šโฑ๏ธ

The clock was ticking. High tide had peaked about 2.5 hours ago. Low tide was just over 3.5 hours away. That meant one thing: ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ข๐๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ. ๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ“‰

Jeremy had dropped the ring right at the mid-tide cycle. With the water receding by the minute, that tungsten wedding band would soon be exposed on wet sand instead of buried deep under breaking waves. It was the perfect window of opportunity.
I told Jeremy: ย ยป ๐ผโ€™๐‘š โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก ๐‘‘๐‘œ๐‘ค๐‘› ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐พ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ฆ ๐‘†โ„Ž๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘Ÿ๐‘–๐‘”โ„Ž๐‘ก ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ค. ๐ผ’๐‘š ๐‘”๐‘œ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘“๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ค ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘–๐‘‘๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘ก.ย ยป ๐Ÿš—๐Ÿ’จ

The game plan? Use Jeremy’s incredible foresight. I was going to execute a flawless, tight grid search covering the entire width of that shoreline house he had locked his eyes on when the ring fell off. ๐Ÿ—บ๏ธ๐Ÿ”

I quickly loaded my gear into The Ring Finder Mobile and made the quick 10-minute drive down to Kinney Shores. Finding a parking spot right next to the beach access path during a busy Maine summer is usually a miracle in itself, but Lady Luck was on our side and I managed to snag a spot immediately! ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿš™
Stepping onto the beach, I checked the time: ๐Ÿ”:๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ— ๐๐Œ.โฑ๏ธ

Looking out at the water, I calculated that if the ring wasnโ€™t already sitting under the newly exposed sand, it would be very shortly. Thanks to technology, Jeremy had texted me a photo of the exact shoreline house he had locked his eyes on. I spotted it instantly, set up my north and south grid search boundaries, and got to work.
The metal detector started humming. At first, I dug up the usual beach suspects: a few pieces of trash, a heavy fishing sinker, and a couple of stray coins. ๐ŸŽฃ๐Ÿช™

The search area wasn’t huge, but I was moving fast and soon found myself standing right at the wet, crashing waterline. I had been swinging my detector for ๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ without a single sign of tungsten. โณ๐ŸŒŠ

I reached a critical crossroads. Do I turn around, head back to where I started, and search higher up toward the dry shore? Or do I keep pushing the limit? With the tide still actively going out and exposing fresh sand by the second, I made a gut-call decision: ๐‰๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐š๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ž. ๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ‘ฃ

As I headed south on that extra pass, I was closing in on my southern boundary when suddenlyโ€”๐๐Ž๐Ž๐Œ!๐ŸŽง๐Ÿ’ฅ

A ๐‹๐Ž๐”๐ƒ, perfectly repeatable mid-tone target completely filled my headphones. I looked down at my screen. The target identification number was locking in right in the low 50s. ๐Ÿ”ข

The ultimate suspense: Was it just another lead fishing sinker… or was it a tungsten ring?
I dug my scoop deep into the wet sand, lifted it up, and threw the contents onto the surface. As the wet sand parted, there it was, sitting right on top. A beautiful, unmistakable tungsten wedding ring catching the fading daylight. ๐’๐”๐‚๐‚๐„๐’๐’!!! ๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿ’

I had found Jeremy’s wedding ring in just ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ of searching! โฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ช

And honestly? It was all because of Jeremy’s lightning-fast thinking. By freezing in his tracks and locking his eyes onto that exact house on the shore, he gave me the perfect map. ๐ŸŽฏ (๐‘ฐ๐’‡ ๐’š๐’๐’– ๐’Ž๐’Š๐’”๐’”๐’†๐’… ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‚๐’„๐’•๐’–๐’‚๐’ ๐’๐’Š๐’—๐’† ๐’‚๐’„๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’, ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’Œ๐’† ๐’”๐’–๐’“๐’† ๐’•๐’ ๐’„๐’‰๐’†๐’„๐’Œ ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐‘น๐’†๐’†๐’ ๐’—๐’Š๐’…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’”๐’• ๐’๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’‰๐’•! ๐ŸŽฅ๐Ÿ‘€)

I pulled out my phone to record that video for him. Panning the camera over to the ring glistening in the sand, I said: ยซย ๐ˆโ€™๐ฏ๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž. ๐ˆโ€™๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ž. ๐ˆโ€™๐ฆ ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ญ! ๐‚๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ!ย ยป ๐ŸŽฌ๐ŸŒŠ

I pressed send on the video and waited. Literally ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ, my phone lit up. It was Jeremy! ๐Ÿ“ฑ๐Ÿ’ฅ

He was absolutely over the moon, overflowing with pure happiness and thanking me for the lightning-fast response to his plea for help. But more than anything, he was completely stunned. He couldn’t believe the ring had been found so incredibly fast! ๐Ÿคฏโœจ

With the sun setting over Saco, we coordinated the big return. As it turned out, Gary Hill and I already had an early 6:30 AM search planned for the next morning down at Footbridge Beach in Ogunquit, Maine, to look for a lost engagement and wedding ring set. ๐ŸŒ…๐Ÿ”

We hatched a perfect plan. Jeremy wanted his precious wedding ring back so badly that he agreed to drive up from New Hampshire extra early the next morning. He was willing to make a 2-hour round trip before his shift rather than endure the agonizing wait until after work! ๐Ÿš—๐Ÿ’จ

The next morning, Gary and I had been swinging our detectors for about half an hour when Jeremy arrived, walking right out onto the sand to meet us. After plenty of celebratory handshakes and a full rehash of the wild search from the night before, Jeremy walked off Footbridge Beach one incredibly happy, smiling man. He felt whole once again. ๐Ÿ˜Šโค๏ธ

Now, Gary and I had a couple of other rings to find on that beach, and it wouldn’t be easy… but that is a full story for a few weeks from now! ๐Ÿคซ

We truly have the best job in the world, and we absolutely love what we do.
๐Ÿšจ๐‹๐Ž๐’๐“ ๐•๐€๐‹๐”๐€๐๐‹๐„๐’? ๐“๐ˆ๐Œ๐„ ๐ˆ๐’ ๐Ž๐… ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐„๐’๐’๐„๐๐‚๐„!๐Ÿšจ
If you or someone you know loses a ring, heirloom, phone, or keys on the beach, ๐๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ข๐ญ! Shifting sands and incoming tides can bury or move your items permanently within minutes. ๐ŸŒŠโณ

๐–๐‡๐€๐“ ๐“๐Ž ๐ƒ๐Ž ๐ˆ๐Œ๐Œ๐„๐ƒ๐ˆ๐€๐“๐„๐‹๐˜ ๐ˆ๐… ๐˜๐Ž๐” ๐‹๐Ž๐’๐„ ๐€ ๐‘๐ˆ๐๐†:
1๏ธโƒฃ ๐’๐ญ๐š๐ฒ ๐‚๐š๐ฅ๐ฆ & ๐…๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ณ๐ž: Stop moving so you don’t step on it or push it deeper.
2๏ธโƒฃ ๐†๐ž๐ญ ๐š ๐‹๐š๐ง๐๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ค: Look straight toward the shore and lock onto a house, a unique tree, a lifeguard chair, or a path.
3๏ธโƒฃ ๐“๐š๐ค๐ž ๐š ๐๐ก๐จ๐ญ๐จ / ๐ƒ๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ ๐š ๐†๐๐’ ๐๐ข๐ง: Take a quick picture of your surroundings or drop a pin on your smartphone maps application immediately.
4๏ธโƒฃ ๐‚๐€๐‹๐‹ ๐”๐’ ๐ˆ๐Œ๐Œ๐„๐ƒ๐ˆ๐€๐“๐„๐‹๐˜ ๐š๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ•-๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘-๐Ÿ‘๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•! ๐Ÿ“ž๐Ÿ’ฅ
The sooner you call 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, the higher your chances of a happy ending just like Jeremy’s! ๐ŸŽฏ

ยซย ๐‘๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ฆ๐›๐ž๐ซ, ๐ข๐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 ยป โค๏ธ