houndawgg
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I wasn't planning on hunting today, but faith's a funny duck. The beach filled back in as quick as the wind turned around.
I was about to call it quits after about a hour of hunting, when a young boy asked if I could look for a wedding ring.
I had to ask him if he was jerking my chain, and he assured me he wasn't.
He's points up to one of Belmar's two wedding reception factilities on the boardwalk and there's a pile of people all set up for a wedding on the beach.
The boy had been walking down the steps with both rings on a pillow and low and behold the strong west wind blew the man's titanium ring into the sand.
Of course where they thought the ring had landed wasn't the case. They went on with the wedding, using a substitute ring for the groom.
I told them that I was sure the ring wasn't in the area they claimed. After everyone went into the reception and I had uninterrupted hunting space. I found the ring off to the side of the staircase.
I polked my head thru the door and told the folks there I had found the ring. The bride and groom came over and thanked me. I told 'em, it was my pleasure.
One nice lady is suppose to email me some pictures she took, when she returns to California. My back up camera died after one shot. It's been sitting in my car all summer.
I was about to call it quits after about a hour of hunting, when a young boy asked if I could look for a wedding ring.
I had to ask him if he was jerking my chain, and he assured me he wasn't.
He's points up to one of Belmar's two wedding reception factilities on the boardwalk and there's a pile of people all set up for a wedding on the beach.
The boy had been walking down the steps with both rings on a pillow and low and behold the strong west wind blew the man's titanium ring into the sand.
Of course where they thought the ring had landed wasn't the case. They went on with the wedding, using a substitute ring for the groom.
I told them that I was sure the ring wasn't in the area they claimed. After everyone went into the reception and I had uninterrupted hunting space. I found the ring off to the side of the staircase.
I polked my head thru the door and told the folks there I had found the ring. The bride and groom came over and thanked me. I told 'em, it was my pleasure.
One nice lady is suppose to email me some pictures she took, when she returns to California. My back up camera died after one shot. It's been sitting in my car all summer.
