Have you ever been lost? There are several ways to be “lost”. Let me tell you about the time I got lost as a young 16 year old.  A few years earlier my Dad took me on my first trip on an airplane from Phoenix to Denver.  I loved it and decided I wanted to be a pilot when I grew up.   So, Dad offered to send me to flying lessons at age 16.  One of the requirements in those days was for the student to complete a solo round trip triangle with each leg being at least 200 miles long.  My instructor decided my trip would be from Phoenix to Blythe, CA to Yuma and back to Phoenix.   With full confidence I was ready, my Dad and instructor saw me off in a rented Cessna 150 on a clear, beautiful Arizona day.  I had worked hard in the preceding days preparing my flight plan on the map with directional details and radio frequencies, etc….  The leg to Blythe seemed relatively benign and everything was going as planned.  For those of you who are now dependent on the GPS in our phones to even find a