People who get lost deserve to drink their own urine.
I mean, is it so flipping hard to check your watch and keep walking in one direction for hours? Eventually, if you picked the right direction, you will hit a road.
The boy scouts troop I was once in did this to 15-yr old teenage kids.. around midnight, they were blindfolded and driven, then lead deep into the woods, and given a lamp, a photocopied map and matches, but in a sealed bag. Most of them marched the 15-30 kms back to the camp without ever resorting to use the map, or the light. Worst thing that could happen to them was being chased by gypsies for some miles.
If the sky's clear, even a dolt can find polaris. And if it's not ...well.. there's still the moon and the watches. Also, settlements tend to produce a glow which can be seen from afar.