Lost something precious? Let’s bring it home.

Posting a memory almost to the day 5 years ago. Kelvin proposed to Cjantra a week ago on the beach. The ring was Kelvin's Grandmother's and was sentimental. Unfortunately, there was a hiccup and the ring was dropped in the sand. She still said Yes! I was contacted via the local newspaper as Helen, Kelvins Nana had remembered an article about a previous ring recovery I'd made. Kelvin provided a good description of the area and after a couple of calls from the beach, we narrowed it down and success. I've told Kelvin he needs to re enact the proposal and get the ring on Cjantra's finger this time but not on a beach, a large concrete pad should do. All the best to this lovely couple. Ring Finder, Mark E Whitianga, NZ.

I received a call to track down a lost ring that had vanished while kindling was being packed from a plastic storage container, or possibly somewhere along a nearby fence line. We began the search inside the small shed where the container was stored. Before long, my detector locked onto a solid signal coming from the container itself. After a thorough check, the ring wasn't inside, which meant it had to be hiding underneath. We moved the container and a few other items out of the way, and there it was—the missing ring, sitting exactly where it had slipped from sight. Another successful recovery completed, and another happy owner reunited with their treasured ring. Until the next adventure! Juan

["On Sunday night, Diego visited the sauna at Worser Bay and removed his sterling silver chain with a chunky solid insert— a piece with HUGE sentimental value. After cooling off with a plunge into the ocean, he later realised the chain had been forgotten in his pocket and lost in the water. Water recoveries are always among the hardest jobs. They are real needle-in-a-haystack searches, especially at Worser Bay where items can sink quickly into the soft sand. After getting the call, I worked out the approximate location and checked the tide conditions from when the chain was lost. That gave me a good idea of where it may have settled. I headed down during my lunch break with my waders, scoop, and detector. After around an hour searching in chest-deep water, I picked up a scratchy 91 signal on the Deus — exactly the kind of signal chains often give. One scoop later, Diego’s chain was back where it belonged. It is always an incredible feeling to reunite someone with something that means so much to them. Happy to help, Diego! Andrew H"]