Lost Pendant Found Bay Beach – Fort Erie Ontario
We were at Bay Beach finishing up a few recovery services when a group of young men approached us. They looked worried, and one of them stepped forward to explain what had happened. While they had been wrestling around in the shallow water, his necklace had suddenly snapped and disappeared beneath the waves. This wasn’t just any necklace. It had belonged to his late father, and the pendant was something he carried with him every day as a reminder of him. Losing it hit him hard, and you could see the panic in his eyes as he talked.
He pointed out the stretch of water where it happened. Even though it was shallow, the waves constantly shifted the sand, making it easy for something small and precious to vanish instantly. We grabbed our gear and stepped into the water, determined to help.
The search began slowly and carefully. The detector hummed as we swept back and forth, inching along the bottom. The young men stood watching from the shoreline, their excitement replaced with quiet worry. It was clear how much this necklace meant to their friend. Every time the detector signaled, everyone leaned forward, hoping it would be the right one. Most of the signals turned out to be bottle caps, small bits of metal and lake debris.
After several minutes of searching, the detector gave a sharp, solid tone. We fanned the sand and the pendant was right in front of us.. The moment we held it up, the mood changed instantly.
The young man’s face lit up with pure relief. He rushed over, thanking us again and again. His friends cheered, clapping him on the back and laughing with that kind of happiness that only comes from getting something truly important back. It felt like the whole beach shared the moment for a second.
Seeing how much that necklace meant to him made the recovery feel incredibly rewarding. Bay Beach gave us another unforgettable memory that day, and we left knowing we had helped return not just an item, but a piece of someone’s heart.
Mike contacted me on Monday as he had spent Sunday afternoon and evening frantically searching his home in Folsom, Pennsylvania for his lost wedding ring. He had been hanging Christmas lights and only knew that by the time he was finished, it was gone. When I arrived he showed me everywhere he had been and I must admit I was relieved that he hadn’t been on the roof as it was one less place I would need to search myself! After retracing his steps I got my detector out and began the search. As luck would have it the ring was right under our noses! It had blended in perfectly with a patch of dried up grass and was laying almost exactly where he thought it would be. A holiday blessing!
