
Sterling silver ring lost while swimming
Early morning ring return, Rebecca went for a dip in the sea yesterday losing her silver ring. In just 2 minutes it was found. #happydays❤️
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Early morning ring return, Rebecca went for a dip in the sea yesterday losing her silver ring. In just 2 minutes it was found. #happydays❤️
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Got a text message from Sammy — she was hoping that I could help her find a gold bangle her 3-year-old had lost in the garden during a birthday party more than a year ago. She also lost a black pearl bracelet, but unfortunately, that one wasn't metal. I met her at the house and we headed to the backyard, where the party had been. She pointed out a small patch of grass where the bouncy castle had been set up. Honestly, I told her the chances were low. The area wasn’t huge, but still — a piece of jewelry like that could be anywhere. I fired up the detector, swept over the grass — and suddenly, a loud, booming tone rang out. Could it really be? I dug up a small patch, broke it apart gently, and there it was — the gold bangle! Sammy was over the moon. I was just as surprised. Moments like that remind me why I do this — not just for the finds, but for the stories and the smiles. Ian
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I was at home when I got a referral from another metal detecting page saying that Emerson had been swimming and had just lost her gold diamond ring — a ring she’d had since she was 13. I gave her a quick call and was able to meet her at the beach straight away since it was just down the road. The tide wasn’t in our favour, so I explained I’d need to come back once it dropped. A few hours later I returned to the same spot. Emerson had said they weren’t far out when the ring slipped off, and that they were close to the swimmers still in the water. I started the search just below the wet sand, picking up the usual junk… then a crisp, promising tone — but it turned out to be just a sinker. As the tide caught up to me, I grabbed my waders. About 20 minutes in, a friend arrived to help. While he was getting changed, I was feeling a bit frustrated because I’d already covered the main area. I decided to crisscross the section I’d just searched, and soon enough I hit another sinker-like signal.
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