Pretty scary deal and makes you wonder what some people are thinking:
Saturday evening about 6:30pm my oldest and I were sitting an area, listening for late bugles, where I had a lot of success locating elk during my archery hunt. We see light colored movement in the dark heading north (into a roadless area). It took a moment before I realized it was a kid in light colored pants, and I told my son he must be lost so I blew my cow call and flipped my headlamp on and off a couple times and got his attention.
Kid about 16, in a short-sleeved shirt and no jacket (or gps, headlamp, etc) about a mile from the nearest road and heading the wrong way. Tells us he got turned around (no kidding) and is trying to meet his family at a tank (a mile south of where we found him). I offered him my jacket but he didn't want it (lost people always feel warm, from my experience) and we walked him to the tank until his family showed up. The kid was pretty freaked out and explained to his dad what happened. The dad just said 'nice meeting you'. No 'thanks' or anything of the sort - not that we're looking for that, but if someone found my kid I'd be pretty appreciative.
Also, who sends their kid out in cold weather without a jacket, light, etc.? They were still missing 2 members of their party (who had light and apparently a gps) who we encountered on the way to my truck. After we pointed them in the direction of their party, someone of the lost boy's party started firing the boy's rifle into the air. We couldn't get out of there fast enough. I guess I have too high of expectations of people...