I've never been in woods big enough to get really lost. How sad is that?
I'm not sure I've ever been over a mile and a half from pavement.
I've been a bit disoriented while tracking blood trails at night but I seem to have a better than average sense of direction.
The only time I ended up where I didn't want to be, which is where I still knew I'd end up, I was tracking with my dad and couldn't convince him I knew where the truck was. I went where he wanted to go, which ended up about a 1/2 mile from the truck.
We got back, sat on the tail gate and I looked up at the bright star to our east that I had told him was where we had to go, which was now (still) directly east of our truck and said "You see that star..."
"Shut up.", he said.