Rick & Marty Lagina Just Found a DIAMOND On Oak Island

Oak Island’s biggest shake-up—a metal discovery that could rewrite everything we know. The hunt is getting intense, and what they’ve found so far might finally point to the treasure’s location.

Leaked clues hint that this time they might actually break through—secrets buried for centuries, ancient paths, strange stones, and even ties to the Knights Templar. It’s all coming together in ways no one expected. Tune in, because what happens next might just change everything.

Oak Island’s new mystery unfolds as they find metals in the water—fascinating. There’s also some parchment and leather book bindings. Treasure, right? Or maybe just some sailor’s old diary that got dumped centuries ago. Either way, Marty Lagina is staying positive, and honestly, you’ve got to admire his spirit. Even when it’s just old bits of wood, he’s convinced they’re a step closer to some grand reveal. But this time, they might have found the clue that changes everything.

Let’s not forget the southeast marshland—a muddy patch that’s apparently the hottest spot on the island right now. Gary Drayton, Jack Begley, and Billy Gerhardt are slogging through it, following an ancient stone trail. And because everything needs an epic twist, this trail has a supposed tie to the Knights Templar—because why not? The Templars are like the Swiss Army knife of conspiracy theories; you can stick them into anything, and it’ll sound just mysterious enough.

As they poke around, they stumble across an oddly placed boulder by the stone trail, which of course has to be significant. And look—there are even some rocks arranged like steps. Someone probably moved those rocks there for a reason… or maybe it’s just gravity and erosion playing tricks on everyone. Either way, it’s enough to get Rick Lagina and the crew excited about another round of digging.

But wait, there’s more. Terry Matheson finds a piece of wood above a rock layer at over 2,000 feet down—because sure, why not? And Alex Lagina finds a metal piece that might be from some dramatic treasure chamber collapse. Of course, no one really knows for sure, but it’s enough to keep the narrative alive.

Rick is out here analyzing the depths, the types of wood, and basically piecing together a story with whatever scraps they can find. It’s a lot like guessing what happened at a party just by looking at the leftover trash. In true Oak Island fashion, they send some wood off for carbon dating, and it comes back as being from the 1600s—between 1631 and 1684, to be precise. Everyone gets all worked up about it because apparently finding some old wood means they’re hot on the treasure’s tail. Spoiler alert: It’s still just wood.

Eventually, the team is back out in the swamp, still finding bits of brick, pottery, and glass. None of it screams hidden riches, but it all adds to the story—a little color for the legends of Oak Island. Jamie Kouba, the archaeologist, gets involved, and his expertise makes the old stone structure they found seem just a little more significant. It’s a meeting point for cultures, a place for history… blah blah. Basically, it’s a rock—but a rock that’s been around for a long time.

The hunt continues, and they are convinced they’re onto something big. This time, they’ve got an old tunnel, a garden pit, a series of oddly placed rocks—you name it. And now they’re linking all of this to William Phips, a sea captain who supposedly stashed his treasure on Oak Island. Was he really trying to preserve history, or just spinning a wild story to impress people? Who knows? But it’s enough to keep this train moving.

They head back to something they call Aladdin’s Cave, an underground area 160 feet deep. They get out their fancy high-definition cameras, scanning the place and spotting mud, silt, and some steep slopes. Geologist Terry Matheson, with his always careful approach, hints that maybe—just maybe—this could hide treasure… or maybe it’s just another dead end. But the digging continues.

The excitement is always around the corner, and now the focus shifts once again to the southeastern marshland. Jack Begley is out there with his metal detector, going over every inch like a modern-day prospector. Only instead of gold, he’s hoping for relics. Jack has this intense belief that any little scrap could be the turning point—a rusty nail, a piece of weathered wood.

The search for treasure continues, and Oak Island’s mysteries only deepen. Each discovery has a story—or at least that’s how they spin it for the cameras. This area, where the mysterious stone trail was found, continues to puzzle everyone. They bring in more specialists, each with their own theory. One claims the stones could be remnants of an old dock or landing area, while another insists they are part of a sacred path.

Meanwhile, the experts keep throwing ideas around, and the team stands by, looking contemplative—probably wondering how much longer they need to keep nodding along before getting back to digging. Jack Begley searches the marshland, hoping the next find will reveal more of Oak Island’s secrets.

Gary Drayton calls it a “treasure hunter’s paradise” because, supposedly, everything sinks there—tools, treasure, or maybe just someone’s bad luck. They haul out more bits of wood, more rocks, maybe a chunk of metal, and it all goes under the microscope. They ponder if each piece could be part of some elaborate plot by ancient seafarers determined to throw off treasure hunters hundreds of years later.

It’s amusing, really—thinking that these supposed cunning builders might have gone through all this effort just to leave random clues buried in a swamp. Oak Island has been this unattainable beacon for years now. Every new shaft is supposed to bring them closer, yet every single time, there’s just more dirt, more rubble, and maybe an old splintery piece of wood.

Still, the crew’s belief that they’re almost there is unwavering. Rick, with that hopeful glint in his eyes, talks about how the chapel vault could contain untold riches or historical artifacts that could change everything we know. For now, it’s just more talk and drills—each inch bringing them closer… or so they say.

They’re getting back into the action. There’s something about using advanced technology to solve a centuries-old mystery that makes the show both thrilling and ironic. They’ve got high-definition imaging, ground-penetrating radar, and a whole lot of other fancy tools—all to dig up some wood or a few inches of metal that may or may not be significant.

As they dive deeper, they start talking about William Phips and the lost treasure of La Concepción, a Spanish treasure galleon that supposedly holds a key part of the Oak Island mystery. Phips, with his adventurous spirit, apparently hauled up treasures and decided to stash them somewhere secret. And, of course, Oak Island has to be part of that equation.

They keep finding weird rock formations—lines of stones and clusters that look too neat to be natural. It’s almost as if the rocks are taunting them—placed just right to seem like they mean something, but vague enough to be infuriatingly inconclusive. They bring in more experts who suggest everything from old markers for treasure to natural formations. And the guessing game continues.

Are these just accidents of geology, or cryptic messages left behind by cunning treasure hoarders? Well, that’s for the next episode to ponder.

Craig Tester, the ever-patient analyzer, brings a kind of grounded reality to the show. He talks to the lab techs, looks at the carbon dating results, and seems to be the only one not getting swept up in the constant rollercoaster of “We found it! …Maybe not.”

As the cameras keep rolling, the drills keep digging, and the legend keeps growing, you start to wonder—maybe the real magic of Oak Island isn’t in what they find, but in the fact that they keep looking. Maybe the journey is the treasure.