September 6th, 2009 by Brad Lovell

I received a phonecall last week from Claire. Claire’s husband asked her to take care of his wedding ring while he went for a swim. After losing his first ring in the surf many years ago, he was not going to risk this again. So Claire put the ring in her pocket while hubby went for a swim. Unfortunately for Claire, when it came time to return the ring to her husband, it was no longer in her pocket. Claire remembered throwing her car keys to her husband, this being the only time something was removed from her pocket. So the plan was to grid search the area from where they we’re sitting, including the path Claire walked to throw the keys to her husband. Luck was definately on my side that day, after one or two swings of the metal detector, I received a nice loud tone. I dipped my fingers into the sand, and pulled out a Platinum Wedding ring. Claire was wondering why I was walking back over to her so quickly. When she saw what was in my hand, her concern turned to a smile Claire gave me a big hug and a generous reward considering how fast I had recovered the ring.