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Metal Detector Man Detecting Service Heips Young Man find his Ring .. Crystal Cove State Beach, California

  • from Newport Beach (California, United States)

 

Jose called Stan the Metal Detector Man to find his silver ring lost at Crystal Cove State Beach, CA. If you need help where a metal detector can be used call or text Stan .. 949-500=2136

*** Jose called me asking about my metal detecting service. He had been at Crystal Cove State Beach which is in the city of Newport Beach, CA. His church group had organized a beach day with swimming and games on the sand. Jose took off his silver ring, placing it securely in the bottom of his backpack.

On the bus ride home to San Bernardino,CA. He could not find his ring. He believed it must be on the beach where he had been all day. It was impossible to return to search for the ring. They were almost home, 50 miles from the beach.

After returning home he was able to get on his computer, getting ideas on how to find a ring lost in the sand. While searching the web, he got my contact information. He gave me detailed verbal information of where he was on the beach, near 4 trash cans.

I traveled 5 miles to Crystal Cove State beach, found the location, Jose described .. ( 4 trash cans ) .. Within 30 minutes of grid searching with my Minelab Manticore metal detector, I had Jose’s precious silver ring in my sand scoop. Jose was able to meet me a few days later to pick up his ring.

Metal detectors are the right tool for finding lost jewelry call an experienced professional with up to date equipment to help you find your important lost keepsake . “ I WILL TRY ANYWHERE “  “HAVE METAL DETECTOR , WILL TRAVEL”

Ring Found At Grand Valley State College, Allendale, MI

  • from Holland (Michigan, United States)
Sydney sent me a text this morning saying she lost her oura ring last night while sledding down a hill on campus after midnight. They went out there this morning searching for the ring again but came up empty. I met her and her friends at the site and she said the oura app showed the ring on the hillside this morning. While searching she brings up the app again and it says her ring should be in the area she is standing. I start to move toward her and she looks down and sees her ring laying upright in the snow. Sometimes you just get lucky! That is one happy trio!!

Lost Gold Ring Maryville Tennessee…Found

  • from Maryville (Tennessee, United States)

John and his wife were finishing up yard work at their house, when he realized his wedding ring was missing from his finger.  They looked around for an hour before dark with no luck.  He decided to look on the internet to rent or buy a metal detector and luckily found The Ring Finders. He contacted me and we made plans to meet the following day.  I searched for about twenty minutes in the area they said they were working and there it was, hiding below the grass.  Now the ring is back on John’s finger, where it belongs. Smiles all around!

 

       

Diamond Ring Found In Chicago

  • from Chicago (Illinois, United States)
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First Recovery In 2026

Received a call from a woman in Chicago that lost her 18k diamond ring while throwing out salt on the front sidewalk from her porch. Found it on the second swing. I’m hoping this is the start of a trend,

Great start to the year.

57 Year old Engagement Ring Found in Seaweed on Reef

  • from Paihia (New Zealand)

On Sunday, Margaret was snorkelling at Maitai Bay when she felt her wedding ring catch on her knuckle. As she reseated it, she realised her engagement ring of 57 years had already slipped off into the water.

With heavy hearts, the family returned home, leaving the ring somewhere out in the water.

The next day, Margaret’s daughter visited a jewellers in Kerikeri who suggested she contact me.
I got the call, loaded the water-hunting gear into the car, and headed north to Maitai Bay.

Sarah, Margaret’s daughter, met me there and we went to the spot where they’d been snorkelling — a small rocky bay with crystal-clear, calm water and a steady stream of snorkellers coming and going. Fortunately, the sandy bottom and tidal surges meant the ring was likely buried and hidden from sight.

After my usual “20 questions” with Sarah to narrow down the highest-probability areas, it was clear there was a 50:50 chance I’d need to return with scuba gear. If the ring was in deeper water, at least it would be safe from the many beady eyes peering down from the surface.
While Sarah and her brother searched by snorkelling nearby, I began a systematic detector search. Time passed and Sarah eventually had to head off, leaving me to continue into the afternoon.

A couple of hours later, after expanding the search area, I was ferreting around in the kelp along the edge of the reef and, under the kelp, nestled in a small crevice in the rock, was the gold and diamond ring.

It had likely slipped off when Margaret was either climbing onto, or off, a small rock for a rest.

The next day, I met the family in Kerikeri and had the pleasure of handing the ring back to Margaret.
As a bonus, her granddaughter had made me a beautiful thank-you card, which has now joined the others on the shelf above my desk

   

Heirloom Wedding Ring Recovered from Estuary at Pataua

  • from Paihia (New Zealand)

Robyn rang me, pretty upset. Her husband had just lost his wedding ring while swimming in the estuary at Pātaua. It had slipped off just a few hours earlier, but by the time she called, the tide was already well on its way in putting it out of reach.

We had two choices: wait until morning and search in daylight, or hit the road straight away and catch the next low tide at midnight.
I didn’t have anything planned that night, and Robyn and her husband were keen to do whatever it took to get the ring back. So I loaded the car and started the two-hour drive south.

I arrived at about half tide at 9:30pm, and the outgoing current was… impressive!
The plan was to work the shallows first, then move gradually deeper as the tide eased and the current dropped. Wearing both of my dive weight belts — I normally only use one 35kg belt, but together they put me at around 50kg of lead — I staggered into the water and began the search pattern.

I was covering ground faster than expected and easily keeping ahead of the falling water level. Soon I was chest-deep, leaning hard into the current with my toes dug into the sand downstream.
Fighting the current was relentless — Much harder than a surf recovery. At least in the surf you get a slight break between waves.
I was right on the balance point of traction vs current when I heard a clean gold tone in the headphones.
I had absolutely no spare weight to transfer to the scoop, and I was starting to slide and lose grip in the shelly bottom. Getting swept downstream was becoming a real risk, so discretion won.

The target wasn’t going anywhere. If things went south, I didn’t want the added work of later trying to find my ditched weightbelts as well.
I took a few transit bearings in the moonlight to mark the spot, then carefully worked my way back to shore to wait.

It didn’t take long before the level had dropped 6″ or so, enough to have another shot.
I waded back out and lined myself up again. The current was still strong, but that little bit less depth made all the difference.
Within minutes I’d relocated the target and managed to force the scoop into position against the flow. First bite – and silence from the coil. It was in the scoop.

I waded back into the shallows, washed the sand out of the basket, and there it was, in the torchlight: a gold ring sitting on the shells in the corner.

Robyn and Lars were rapt – and I think still half in disbelief.

I finally got home around 1am and crawled into bed completely exhausted.

Worth it.

SCUBA Recovery of Wedding Ring off beach

  • from Paihia (New Zealand)

“The ring is gone forever.”
That’s what most people assume.

After 38 years of metal detecting, I’ve learned that “lost forever” is seldom true.

Tracy posted on Facebook asking for someone with a metal detector, and the community pointed her my way. Her husband Jason had been swimming at Coopers Beach and returned to shore without his wedding ring.
Not just any ring – it had been made from the melted-down wedding rings of Tracy’s late father and grandfather. Completely irreplaceable.

We met at the 5:30am low tide next day. Jason showed me where he entered the water and the buoy he’d swum out to. The search area was huge. Recent inwards sand movement let me wade a long way out, so I focused on clearing the bulk of the area before further sand movement.

Hours passed. My pouch filled with fishing sinkers and wisps of foil from long-corroded beer cans. 47 targets dug, no ring.
Jason thanked me for trying – but I wasn’t finished.

I returned for the evening tide. Two more hours. Still nothing.

Day 2: Jason organised some SCUBA mates. While they searched near the buoy, I extended my search lines. More junk. By now I’d cleared the water out to 1.6m deep (nostril depth!) — it was becoming a dive job.

The next day, after a quick 5-minute ring recovery nearby, nothing special to warrant a writeup, I closed off the final wading area for Jason – in my normal clothes as I didn’t have my togs with me. Two more hours confirmed it, the ring was in SCUBA territory.
Conditions were perfect this morning. Jason provided kayak cover while I laid search lines on the seabed. This is when experience matters – the buoy chain alignment showed the buoy had shifted about 90° since the ring was lost. With ±10m of chain on the bottom and sustained northerlies immediately prior to when Jason had his swim, the target area was now focused to the south of the buoy.
I adjusted the pattern and worked the southern arc, a very large eagle ray cruised out of the murk, curious, then pivoted 180° and disappeared again.
Then, a low “double-thud” in the headphones. I know this sound well!

I fanned the sand away, and sitting in the bottom of the resulting depression about 10cm under the sand, yellow gold flashed in the sunlight.
Doing my best Arthurian legend “Lady of the Lake” moment, I surfaced holding the ring up at arms length in front of Jason. His reaction said it all, however, I can’t repeat the actual words here!

I still had ‘housework’ to do down below, bringing in the lines and the ring stayed clipped to a carabiner until we were safely ashore.
Back at the beach, the relief when Jason slid it back on his finger was immense.

Moments like this never get old.

And my near-perfect hit rate continues.

Water Search for 3 day Old Wedding Ring at Midnight

  • from Paihia (New Zealand)

Can you imagine losing your brand new, 3-day old platinum wedding ring?
That’s exactly what Palm did at Whale Bay near Matapouri in New Zealand, and he and his wife Rosa were desperate to find it!
Every sentimental ring has memories attached to it, gathered over the years. Some, like Palm’s 3-day old platinum wedding ring, start collecting their stories early!

His wife, Rosa, phoned me the other evening asking if I could help after Palm lost his ring at Whale Bay. They were desperate— after all, it had only been on his finger for three days, and they were going to be leaving the area in two…

I made arrangements to head down after work the following evening and target the midnight low tide. They drove out to meet me at 9pm, and we made the long trek to Whale Bay – it’s a long walk wearing 30kg of weightbelt!

Palm said he had been “neck deep,” so the ring was likely below the low tide mark. I checked where they had been sitting and the intertidal zone first. Nothing. So I pulled out the water kit and started the search in the shallows, progressively working my way out into deeper water.
Whale Bay is thankfully fairly devoid of metallic litter, so the few junk targets of old fishing reel pieces and 5 cent coins got my heart racing… but it went double time when a visitor joined me in the water!

I typically don’t use a torch for beach searches at night, preferring to hunt in the dark and don’t do deep wades at night in summer, having been ‘bumped’ a couple of times in the past. It always makes the heart skip when sharks seemingly teleport out of nowhere, even in daylight. I was about chest deep when I saw the phosphorescence in the water light up in a cloud as it slid past—about 1.5 to 2 metres long. The torch went on and I watched it turn and come back. It wasn’t that lovely copper colour of a Bronzie (I don’t mind those guys, they’re just big puppies) but the indigo/blue of a Mako.

I stopped and watched it for a few seconds as it cruised past again and slid off back into the darkness. When it came back again, I seriously considered cancelling the search, but the pectoral fins were still held level, indicating it wasn’t in an aggressive mood, and it vanished again for good. It must have been just cruising through and was curious what was making the noise. With the adrenaline wearing off, and well past where Palm would have been, I decided the ring wasn’t out in the water.

Wading ashore, there was one area left unsearched: the beach section between where they had been sitting and the high water mark. I worked the first search line up past where Rosa and Palm were still sitting patiently in the dark, nothing was said – I could sense their hopes fading.
To ensure I maintained 100% coverage, I moved a large branch that Palm had placed the previous day to mark where they had been… and as the coil swung over the depression in the sand, I heard the sound that only a wayward platinum wedding ring could make. Palm had put the branch directly on top of it!

I turned the detector off and walked over to them. Still believing it was in the water, they looked up, resigned to it being lost—until I held the ring out to Palm!
It takes an extremely happy man to bear-hug a saturated detectorist.

Now, that walk back out with the weight belt… Why are beaches always at the bottom of hills?

Silver Rings Lost in the Sand at the Montage Resort, Laguna Beach, CA.

  • from Newport Beach (California, United States)


Metal Detector Man called to Search for 4 silver rings in the sand a crowded Laguna Beach Resort location .. Call or text Stan .. 949-500-2136 if you need help.
** Linda had returned home in Corona, CA. after a day at the Montage Resort, Laguna Beach, CA. That’s when  she realized her 4 silver rings were missing. Linda  knew that her rings were on her towel at the beach. Now, that she was 40 miles from the beach it would be difficult to return. Also, she was aware that finding small items in the sand is difficult.

She contacted me after finding my information online. Her description of where she had been was easy for me to find without her having to drive the 80 mile round trip.

I located her most important ring 15 minutes after arriving on the beach. It took another hour and a half to wait for all the people watching the sunset to leave the area. The other 3 rings did not show.  I sent a photo of the ring to Linda and she was understanding  ( somebody probably found the other rings) . The good thing was, the ring I found was the most important ring. She was very happy that I was able to help her.

Found Ring Lost In Vermont

  • from Barre (Vermont, United States)
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1/15/26

I got a call this afternoon from a fellow who’s wife had lost her engagement ring and wedding band a few days ago. They were visiting Vermont and having fun in the Winter outdoors. They were sliding on the steep hill at their AirBnB when she crashed and rolled over. She immediately realized that her rings had fallen off. Luckily, they found her wedding band still in the sled! So, they knew the engagement ring must be nearby. They searched the best they could and finally gave up. Snow doesn’t give up small items easily!

Knowing that a metal detector was needed, they found The Ring Finders service on line and gave me a call. Fortunately, I had the afternoon off and was able to go right over. They had already left the state, so were unable to accompany me. He sent me an awesome video of her crash and all the laughing after! Between that video and all their tracks in the snow, I had a good idea about where to start the search. Literally 5 or 6 swings and I heard a strong gold signal! About 6 or 7” into the snow was her beautiful ring! I immediately sent them a photo, they were so relieved.

I drove part way to New Jersey to save them a couple hundred miles of driving and the expense of an overnight stay. She has her ring back on her finger now! None of us dared to mail it, it is too important.